บท 80: 40. I just Called to Say I Love You.
I walked into the karaoke room, and there was already a crowd. Mariella was in her peach, the wolves in yellow and green, Damon in black, Charles and Adam oh Yum Yum. Leather pants, silk shirts, and then I saw the holster hanging from Charles' belt and I knew there was a dagger, a naughty, naughty dagger. Adam also had a holster ready.
And oh my, Lepard and Demon were also looking really great. They had dark silk shirts and leather trousers on there, too. I went to sit in one chair, and Damon stood up. I walked lazily into the room, letting everyone see me, letting my pheromones smell in the air and my arousal as well. When I reached to sit, he walked near the karaoke equipment and selected his first song.
He said, "Well, since I'm the leader of the pack, I might as well start. "
He had chosen KISS-I WAS MADE LOVING YOU. And he sang it to me. Fine. he was a talented singer and a good rocker too. He really ripped that song and looked at me quite damn heatedly. When that song ended, I stood up and knew my response to his song.
So it was my turn.
My first song was ABBA-I´VE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU.
The original, and I sang it back to Damon. There were just the right lyrics in that. Me making him mine, and all that jazz. It made him smirk at me.
Charles then did Maggie Reilly-MOONLIGHT SHADOW and for Shadow.
Mariella wanted to sing next, and she pulled ELVIS PRESLEY's- Can't Help Falling In Love With You. For two.
Well, the Two then sang ELVIS PRESLEY-LOVE ME TENDER for Mariella.
Mimosa next sang Bryan Adams-HEAVEN to Adam.
Adam responded from the same singer -EVERYTHING I DO, I DO IT FOR YOU.
Lepard was up next. He looked at me and sang THE Rasmus-SAIL AWAY.
That boy has his father's sense of humor sometimes. He had quite a smirk while he sang to me. It seemed that I was getting a lot of attention too.
Demon sang to Mariella BOBBY SUMMERS -Mariella.
Then some Salvatore, number five, sang to me Glen Medeiros -Nothing gonna change my love for you.
I then decided to respond and sang JOHN DENVER-Annie'S SONG to all the salvatores.
Someone then sang me Loiseau, which is one of my favorite songs.
Mariella then sang SHANIA TWAIN -YOU´RE STILL THE ONE to Damon number one.
This was answered by him singing to her, CELINE DION -MY HEART WILL GO ON.
Then someone sang Lenka-TROUBLE IS A FRIEND to me. I think it was a seven, and I thought, yeah, there is that. I'm the real trouble in this herd. Things were getting a little heated, as there was this undercurrent going on all the time.
Adam next pulled NATALIE COLE-MISS YOU LIKE CRAZY for Mariella, and she almost giggled. Just because Adam overdid it, he really liked this song and he could sing it so over the top that you could not help but smile.
I messed things up again and sang to Damon, went into his arms, and sang in a low seductive voice, SOUL ASYLUM-RUNAWAY TRAIN.
I was rewarded with a couple of dagger cuts when he spotted a hole in my dress. I was almost over the threshold after that last strike. It would not take much for me anymore. This individual was then tuned in. Then we girls sang and got up on the table for several songs,
GIRLS JUST WANNA HAVE FUN, TELL HIM, WOMAN IN LOVE-BARBARA STREISAND. I got myself a little calmer state so I could take a little more handling and not go over the threshold right away.
When we came down, the four sang Barbara Streisand -MEMORY, and oh my gosh, did he sing well?
Someone pulled WITHIN TEMPETATION-MEMORIES and also from the same band, ANGELS.
The songs followed each other, and the atmosphere got heated. I was teasing everyone.Mariella was the same too. She was teasing and seducing as much and as many as she could. Although someone else could sing and go to anyone, I kept my distance from number one. And this one looked at me several times significantly, flicking his dagger.
Yes, Charles and Adam used their little knives on me a bit, but I could take it. I let the tune grow as I pulled Alice Cooper's poison, looking at number one hotly, and He responded by pulling eternal flame. Number two sang 2 become 1 and got Mariella in quite a fiery mood but I wasn't sure yet who was going with whom as Mariella had then found number one as the evening progressed and seduced him.
Eventually, it got so intense that the singing had to stop, and we went to the bedrooms. The name of the game was that each woman went to her room, and then whoever came along came. I was pretty damn ripe and ready to be unloaded, too. The threshold was so close to me.
I didn't take off any of my clothes. I just thought if I could get Adam, Charles, and the boys, we could have a pretty intense time. But I was lying on the bed and the door opened.
Damon walked in and shut the door, sealed the room, and said, " Little bitch, I'm here to get some strength. Let's see how we're going to play."
I laughed low and said, "Sorry darling, it's just not going to work for you. I'm too loaded. You can't control me."
Damon laughed dangerously and said, " Let's see. And honey, baby, sugar, don't fucking challenge me. Don't ever fucking challenge me."
He came at me. We started messing around.
He was quick and knocked me back on the bed to lie down and put the spiked handcuffs on my wrists, and likewise, he tied my legs. His tuning was all wrong.
He looked at me with a slightly different expression and said, " It's not always worth thinking about every experience, pupil, then just begging for a lesson. But I'm ready to teach then if, after seven years, you have decided to learn. "
Oh, how this slipped into this mode. I tried to summon up my strength to get free, but Damon looked at me coldly and said, " Don't think so; there's so much of my will, my magic, that you can't get out of them. You see, student. When you clearly don't understand our relationship, our bond. It's strong, and I don't limit it, so all your little reflections, your accusations, everything has come through - and once you're so sure that it's your fault, so be it. Let's go through it all, and I'll teach you how to avoid those events. I'll tell you where you made the mistake. Let's see if you can move on."
Oh yeah. So this has got into my thought chamber somehow, and that's where he heard it all. I'll have to reinforce that.
He hissed in my ear, "When will you learn, student, that none of your tiny little mind space means anything when I'm so damn much stronger for having sucked the strength out of you? And I told you how those memories strengthened my telepathy. Just make a thought shell, and I'll teach you again."
And then it began. The stabbing, the breaking of ribs. Teaching. Oh, that he was teaching me every time I thought of something. But when the learning always started with why, I got caught. That's where he found the reason for every teaching. When I shouldn't have gotten caught at all, and then he went on. And on and on.
I was pretty crushed and not getting better sometimes; he would always spill his blood and say haughtily, " You see, pupil, what power I have over you. I can cure you completely if I want to."
And when he always healed enough to go on teaching. This didn't help my pathos at all. And I knew that after this, I would be in such a state that the discharge would have to wait a long time.
And this would certainly not be part of it, not after this stunt. Of course, I understand that he had had enough of my reflections and others. But as it was my head, my thoughts, and if you have to be there, you have to be prepared to endure whatever I might think - and this thought made this individual go wild.
Teaching went to the next level from that job. It's not for him to control himself; I just had to learn not to think about things constantly and not to reel them off in my head. But being who I am is not always easy for me. But then the lesson changed the subject to Charles and other men.
The jealousy came up again, all the old stuff, and now he even went on that cruise decades ago when I had a one-night stand. At least this one likes to find material to teach from.
He worked on my whole body, including my limbs, and after three weeks, I was as fucking sore and broken as can be. He looked at me coldly and set me free, but didn't even anesthetize me now or dress my wounds. No sleeping drug, nothing.
I lay in bed for a couple of hours. Took out my rage and willpower and got moving. I teleported into one room, cleaned all the wounds I could reach, and wrapped myself in bandages. I took my healing boosters, not caring if the teacher approved. I ate very little, at least at first, was out for a while, and got my head together. This would take to heal and I was as fucked up as I could.
I was so damn ready to be discharged, and then this. The first feeling was disappointment and rage; I knew I wouldn't be in a dismantling mood for a long time. Then, sometimes, when I do dismantle, it has to be just the two or, at the most, the four. Now, my trust in Damon has hit rock bottom, and to dismantle requires trust because it involves such powerful feelings of vulnerability and almost shyness.
It took me two weeks before the last of the wounds had healed, and I had to work pretty hard in my head not to fuck Damon because there could be literal physical consequences. My weight had dropped as I could not eat and I had no appetite. My willpower is what it is. After those weeks, I went out and cooked, and I had a pretty good stash of all the goodies.
My karaoke thing had got the entire herd in the mood to fuck, and after a month, they'd been fucking. I then went through the portal room to my Nepalese castle and made the food there. I didn't have to be in that house; let them fuck as much as they wanted. I would make some delicious meals for myself and enjoy autumn. I had slowly gotten my weight a little better, but I had no idea if something was lacking in my blood. my weight was 42 kilos. Not ideal but it's better than the 34 kilos that it had been after those lessons.
I had hidden freezers full of meats and had just taken an enormous pile of yak, different parts of it. When I smelled the apple, Charles? I looked at my phone, and I'd been here for two weeks already, making treats and enjoying myself. Charles came up to me and wrapped his arms around me.
He said: "Honey, what happened? You haven't unpacked, have you?"
I leaned on Charles and replied, "Nope, we had a three-week lesson. I got a pretty rough treatment, and now I'm finally enjoying it. But I don't want to unload for long, especially not with Damon."
Charles grunted and said, " The entire pack is moving; maybe you should return to the house too."
I thought about it momentarily and said, " Maybe at some point, but Damon needs to remember his own lessons, actions, and consequences. The act is a lesson for me, and the consequence is that I take my time and my distance. Now, I can't be a good little wife, and I know he'll start testing me on that part in no time."
Charles said, " But honey, you know Salvatore will just bring everything over here if you don't come over there."
I sighed, turned around, kissed him greedily, and said, " Fine, I'll come too; let's go live in a pack; just give me a minute, and I'll put these meats back in the freezer."
Charles watched momentarily as I took all the yak parts and put them in the hidden freezer. I saw him furrow his brow as he couldn't even get the energy to see the freezer. These little hiding places of mine would be well protected from the Salvatore, though.
When I got all my meat back in the hiding place and the freezer, I was surprised when Charles was all over me and said, " Do you know, Mimi, that this is a pack, and the pack would benefit from these meats, too? So that Mimosa, Shadow, Demon, and Lepard wouldn't have to be out all the time catching meat. And you have these caches, and I don't think this is the only one. I'm just wondering when you'll learn to share, honey; when? Maybe I should do a little persuading first, so you understand how to share."
I looked at Charles, and he was furious. Really furious. But always all these men had a problem when I got the meat. I guess it was a pride thing, but I didn't let it bother me. I did not say anything and I just shrugged it off.
We then went back to the house and had dinner. A whole pack was already on the move, and Damon was looking at me sharply. I looked back, pretty fucking chilly, and went to get my food. Well, Damon didn't even care, as he was with Mariella kissing passionately. I chose what I ate and no one even tasted my blood.
I ate my food and then went into one bedroom to watch TV and be alone. It wouldn't take long for the entire pack to resume fucking; yes, I had smelled everyone's pheromones so well on the food; maybe then I could get back to my cooking. I'd just have to be patient and wait a while, and then I could get on with it when the whole pack was fucking, and if they kept on at that rate, they'd either give themselves a heat or a vampire heat.
I was still keeping my hormones in check, and if they were getting horny, I wasn't. Now, I was powerful in that respect, and it was the strength that Damon couldn't do anything about.
It was my alpha power, my experience, and it was entirely mine. If I had an attentive alpha male, he would have smelled it a long time ago, but since Salvatore doesn't want to be so cat alpha anymore, he doesn't notice these things, or how would I know even if he did and decided just to let it go? If he doesn't feel that I'm supposed to procreate or get horny, there's no way of knowing since I'm not a telepath.
Charles went to Damon after Mariella had gone ahead. He took Damon by the hand and said, " Hey, wait a minute. I've got a few questions to ask you. "
Damon turned around and said, " What's up, Cornick? Go ahead; a willing woman is waiting for me."
Charles glanced at Damon and said, " Well, maybe you're in the right mood to hear this, but Mimi has a stash of freezers, and they have meat in them. And the thing is that these freezers don't show up even when I look with energy. Missy's hidden them so well. She was in Nepal making food, and the table was full of different yak parts. When I told her to return, she just put the meat back in the hiding freezer. And you know how many damn houses, islands, and castles the lady has. "
Damon furrowed his brow and said, " Well, that's not good, not at first, but she will not give them up willingly. Well, I will have to deal with her a little bit."
Charles looked at Damon and said, "Let me deal with her, and I'll interrogate her properly and use force. I can promise you I'm not being affectionate or loving, which might get the lady talking, but I wouldn't want this to interfere with my relationship with Mimi. So, could you then dispel that experience when I have all the information?"
Damon looked at Charles and said, " Go ahead and interrogate; go ahead and find all the caches and how she hid them. I'll finish up. "
Charles grunted and said, "I have my place to do this as long as it doesn't traumatize Mimi."
Damon said, " You know what Mimi's been through? It must be pretty rough to traumatize that girl."
Charles grunted and turned around, and he was already going to get the place ready. Damon watched for a while, thought for a moment, and a smug smile came to his lips. He wasn't promised any moment to erase the entire experience, and where he had improved over the seven years, Charles had hardened and gone back to his ancient ways. If he wanted to destroy his relationship with Mimi, then who was he to stop? It was time for Mimi to see how others had changed other than him.
I was in my bedroom watching TV, and I'd been there for a few hours when Charles walked in.
He said, " Come on, let's go somewhere else, have a little chat, just the two of us, so the entire pack isn't always watching."
I got up and turned off the TV. I was little apprehensive that was something off but I just could not put my finger on it.
I said, " What do you want to talk about? "
Charles smiled, relaxed, and said, " Come on, we have our own place, and it's secure, so if you don't want Damon to know everything..."
I was curious and walked over to Charles; he stepped aside and directed me to leave the front room. I went out the door, and suddenly, he grabbed my neck. And I didn't have time to do anything as he snapped my neck. I blacked out immediately.
I woke up naked, tied to a chair, tied with a silver cord or some rope that burned really badly, and now I couldn't understand anything. The room was dim; there was a single light bulb hanging from the ceiling, and this was some kind of basement room, cool as hell.
Charles walked over to me, looked at me emotionlessly, and said, " Good, you're awake so that we can get started, Mimi. This is simple. You've owned, what are now 458 houses of the pack, islands, mansions, or castles. And I know for a fact that every house has something hidden in it we haven't found yet. You're not going anywhere until you've told me about every house and every hiding place. And I know, Mimi, when you're lying and not telling everything. And you will tell everything; you can believe it."
I couldn't get a word out of my mouth; what on earth was this all about? I tried to struggle and get the ropes off me. I was feeling pretty panicked about this and I had no idea why this was happening to me.
Charles looked at me for a moment and said, " You can't get out. As I said, I know you best and what you can do. Now, this is going to be a simple formula. I know how to inflict pain, and I know how to do it properly. I'll show you. You'll have to suffer a minute of intense pain, very intense, and then you'll have 90 seconds to tell me the cache and how to open it. If you don't talk, the next minute comes. As you can see, there's a clock on the wall."
Charles circled behind me, pulled my hair back from my head, and said in a creepy, very dangerous voice. "And the game's name is that there's always pain first, and then there's the question, which means you can't escape the pain. If it looks like one minute isn't enough, I'll add another. "
I got my voice back and said, " So, even if I tell you every hiding place and how to dismantle them, you're going to torture me for at least 458 minutes. Am I right?"
Charles growled, " Yes, you are, Mimi; I am waiting to show you this side of me."
I wondered in my mind if Salvatore had compelled this or what the fuck had happened to him. Charles was now in front of me again, looking at me like a piece of meat. A look I never thought I'd see in his eyes.
Charles tilted his head and said coldly, " Look here. Not all of us have grown up or changed for the better in the seven years of our lives. I just found this side of myself, and now maybe you'll understand why the wolves aren't so keen on me."
I was quiet for a moment and said, "I guess you'll understand then that I'm going to react to this, and you will not like it."
Charles laughed and said, " Ah, Salvatore will make this disappear; you won't get any drama out of this. But remember to think twice before you hide anything."
He began. Charles kept hitting energy on one of my nerves, kept it full for a minute, and asked, but since the pain was always so fierce, I didn't have time to answer right away, and he hit me again. He put electrodes on some of my nerves and hurt them with them.
The pain that comes when the whole trigeminal nerve is activated and you hit it with energy really hard almost made my mind explode; I didn't have any clever thoughts until after the fifth time, and I got my mouth working. Charles was relentless, but he knew how to deliver the maximum pain to my body, but left no permanent damage. My healing had to do overwork and my weight plummeted back way under 40 kilos.
The interrogation lasted a week; most of the time, I was in agony, telling every fucking secret I could think of. Then Charles said after he'd been through every house." Well, Mimi, I'm going to go through these caches, and if I doubt that there are any more caches, it will happen again, you understand?"
I nodded. He had tortured my whole body; no part, no nerve had been spared, not even my pussy, and I couldn't believe how much pain you could get in there; now, it would take a long time to unload. It would take a very long time to let anyone touch me, and I didn't know if I would ever trust Charles the same way again. I had burn marks all over my body, my weight was barely 35 kilos and my spirit was broken.
He walked behind me and pulled my hair, saying. "Just remember, this will happen again if you haven't told me everything."
Then he snapped my neck again. I woke up in bed and had just been thrown here, naked, sore, and stressed. Now, I should get some sleep, but the thought of someone coming in next to me was pretty much impossible. I lay there for a while and then crawled under the covers.
I had not healed yet, not at all, and I hoped I would not get any nasty infections on those wounds. It would take time for me to get my fitness back and oh boy did I want to go into my shell and not come out there.
My muscles couldn't work. Everywhere, I was hurt, and I knew I'd lost weight again. I'm not supposed to be fucking fit, then. But I was so fucking exhausted that I closed my eyes and let the sleep come, just hoping I wouldn't have terrible nightmares.
But I rarely get what I wish for, and the nightmares kept gripping me for four days before I sat up panting, still sore, not healed properly still, alone, and now growing a pretty fucking immense pissed-off feeling. Yes, Cornick would notice a few facts about this life, and then he could think about the next time he questions me. I didn't feel very forgiving. I went into the shower, and I still had incredibly sore spots, tender spots, and I cursed my skinny body. But my life is what it is, and hopefully, Cornick has enjoyed his prey very much. Let's just see what life brings to me next time. What will happen next?
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