章節 90: 10. Lady In Red.
Damon was lying next to Mariella after they'd been fucking furious for two weeks. Mimi had been decorating. He'd been looking through her eyes now and then to see what she was up to and well decorating and hiding rooms, so to speak. He wanted to those rooms to be used by the entire pack, not just the young lady, and there would be little remodeling to be done so those hidden corridors would be visible.
The entire pack more or less fucked, well, not those salvatores 3,4,8,9,10 They were in a feeding mode these days, and when Mimi's freezers had been uncovered, the contents were very inspiring to them.
The boys, Adam and Charles, were doing whatever outdoor shenanigans they could think of on the island, and Mimi was enjoying herself. But soon, he would be ready to take control of her, to see if he could get her to take him to the island. It would be a bit of a betrayal if he let everyone there, but the surgical robot and other things weren't so good. And that Mimi's not supposed to hide, and if something happens to her on that island, they can't help her. He was feeling very protective of her and even though Mimi did not understand it; he wanted her to be safe.
I was in a pretty lively mood as I was decorating and messing around. Then I got company; Adam, Charles, Demon, and Lepard started messing around with me, looking at me in a certain style, and one day, I saw a certain dagger on Charles' belt, but oh, I was in a wild mood too.
Before we would unload, I would help the guys get in a superb mood for it just because I was in my powers, and these needed to be able to handle me. So I needed them to be very sharp mood. The plan I had had at that time during karaoke came right into my head, and I just smiled lazily at the boys. I then casually put everything in order in one room.
I would put all four of them in chains, tease them, annoy them, and take the bump for my stash; I had the tooth stuff that made them make me the right bump when they smelled my specified pheromones. It was normally an alpha male's job, but as I was Chaos. Meaning Damon would not the only one who could provide me with perfect stuffing. I had this job shared with other males, and I had already chosen four of them as my donors.
I'd put every tank on my island, and I wasn't taking Damon there even though he was hinting at it. It would be just my paradise, and I suspected Damon had ulterior motives to find my island and my surgical robot. He wanted to get my things in there and he probably would let everyone on my island and make it one island more where to have a heat. My island would remain in my isolated paradise, not fuck the island. We had plenty of fucking islands in the pack already.
I was so strong that those four would quickly be in chains, and they would eventually enjoy what I would do to them. Maybe it would take a minor change for everyone, but I would tame the boys quickly. I knew what I was doing because this was one thing that I had learned from myself. This would actually help them and in the future, who knows, they might demand me to repeat this. And after that, we'd be closer together so that Damon wouldn't have access to me so easily, once I'd have my defenders in place. I was hinting to the boys for a couple of days while I was fixing up the room, and Charles was pretty damn heated by then.
The dimly lit room exuded an air of mystery, as the dark red velvet curtains draped over the windows cast a shadowy ambiance. Soft, black rugs, reminiscent of velvet, adorned the floor, their plushness caressing my feet. Each of the four beds boasted satiny black and violet bedspreads, inviting and alluring. The mattresses were luxuriously soft, promising a perfect experience for our upcoming encounter.
As I led them into the room, a sense of anticipation filled the air.
"What do you boys think? Shall we go and play?" I asked, my voice laced with excitement.
Charles approached me, his voice oozing with confidence and danger too, "Trust me, I'm going to make this fun for you, honey."
In a swift motion, I pressed myself against Charles and threw him onto the bed. With incredible speed, I bound him with chains, reinforced by my will, chaos, and alpha power.
"Stay there for a moment, and we'll unload, but first, let's enjoy ourselves a little, shall we?" I whispered, a mischievous smile playing on my lips.
Charles grunted, determined to break free, but I simply laughed and moved on to the next.
Using everything at my disposal, I effortlessly subdued the remaining men. Pheromones mixed with my vampire power, creating an irresistible allure. Slowly, the men in chains began to calm down, their swearing fading into moans of pleasure.
Taking a dagger in hand, I artfully sliced through their clothes, teasing and tantalizing them. The room filled with the sound of fabric tearing, mingling with their gasps of anticipation. My pheromones enveloped us, creating an intoxicating atmosphere. With each stroke and slash, I reveled in the sight of their naked bodies, knowing they were completely under my spell.
Everyone was ready, their handsome, thick erections standing tall and eager. Lepard would be the first, while the others eagerly awaited their turn, their collective desire building. As I prepared to take on all four, I relished in the thought of their generous donations, their pleasure fueling my own.
I dragged the empty tanks across the cold, tiled floor to the bed, their metallic scraping echoing in the dimly lit room.
"Well, each and every one of you can have me," I whispered seductively. The air carried a faint scent of antiseptic and anticipation. "But while I'm tending to one, you're already offering your generous donations."
I held up a dagger, its blade glistening under the flickering candlelight. It had been dipped in a dental substance, causing a distinct scent of strawberry to mingle with the heavy musk in the room.
"This dagger will make you all incredibly eager," I explained. "So when it's your turn, Lepard, you'll be the first. You'll come willingly, offering yourself to me, and I won't share. It will be solely for my pleasure."
With careful precision, I affixed the collectors to each tank, the soft click of their mechanisms resonating in the silence. Then I put those collectors in their eager erect dicks. I ran my fingers lightly over the smooth surfaces, eliciting low, satisfied grunts from my captive victims. I teased those four thick hard cocks, ready to donate me with a perfect bump. They struggled against their chains, their futile attempts to escape creating a symphony of clinking metal.
Slowly, I undressed myself; the fabric sliding off my skin like a caress. The room grew warmer, the air thick with desire and anticipation. I positioned myself in front of the men, their gazes fixed upon me. The bump from their dicks flowed through the collectors already, their grunts electrifying the atmosphere. Men were getting a little sweaty and cursing still.
Lepard would be the first to experience my power, but I had a collector ready for him. I would remove it at the perfect moment. With graceful movements, I unveiled my nakedness and climbed onto the bed with Lepard. Each of my captives had their bed, carefully secured, allowing me to fully focus on my victims.
Straddling Lepard, I sat spread-eagled, my nails tracing delicate patterns on his chest. I leaned in, capturing his lips in a passionate kiss, and shared a toothy substance that would ignite their desires, rendering them subservient to my vampire powers. Our kisses were ravenous, a collision of hunger and longing. Soon, the effects of the substance took hold, heightening our pleasure.
I lifted myself slightly, positioning myself over Lepard's face, a surge of power rushing through me. This act of dominance, borrowed from my experiences with Mariella, was my alpha female declaration. Lepard ate my pussy as greedily as he could, making me explode with pleasure. I allowed myself to succumb to the pleasure, climaxing repeatedly, the room filled with my moans and the harmonious chorus of the men, consumed by their desires.
When Lepard had fulfilled his duty, I moved away, continuing my sensual exploration. Lepard, impassioned and controlled, stared at me with cold, furious eyes. His helplessness served as a lesson to the others, a taste of novel sensations that would bind us closer as time went on. He was getting soon to hang of this and then it would be perfect.
I removed the collector from Lepard's cock, noticing how it barely released anything. Rising up slightly on my knees, I descended onto the massive cock with deliberate slowness. I could feel it sliding between my pussy lips, spreading them wide open. Each time I moved, I rose a little higher and sank a little lower, ensuring the cock penetrated deeper inside me.
Lepard's body glistened with sweat, adding to the intensity of the moment. Our eyes locked, filled with desire, as I scratched and gradually impaled myself on his enormous shaft. Eventually, I settled onto Lepard's lap, allowing the entire length of the thick, rock-hard cock to fill me completely. The sensation was overwhelming, and what made it even better was that I now held the power.
Starting off slowly, I leaned against the lepard and kissed him passionately, all while maintaining a steady rhythm with my hips. I tightened my grip around his pulsing dick, reveling in his arousal and frustration.
Lepard, consumed by desire and fury, warned me, "When I release myself from these chains, Mimi, you'll learn who truly controls the pace."
I chuckled and whispered into his ear, "Embrace surrender. Revel in helplessness. Let the rage consume you and discover the pleasure of being vulnerable. Trust me, this is a lesson worth learning. I can say this from personal experience."
I continued my deliberate movements, maintaining control throughout, as the other three men watched, their bodies drenched in sweat, unable to resist the captivating scene unfolding before them. Charles was almost telling me to him, and do the same to him.
I was fully in control. I was stronger than him, and I would make him experience pleasure while being helpless. It was a new experience for him, but this would help his rage too as he would notice how surrendering to someone stronger than you, fully, helps. This was a lesson that I yearned for myself.
I had in the past been here, in times when Damon had been stronger than me, or Charles, Adam when I had been powerless, in chains and consumed with pleasure and let them be stronger, the time before my pathos had grown so much and maybe one day, maybe someone in this pack could do this to me.
Meaning getting me in chains, being helpless, and no matter what I would do, I would not get away, but no drugs, only physical restraint and their power over me. But in sad reality was that I was strongest in the pack and no one could get me anymore in this position, because I would get free. But now, I wanted to give this gift to these four.
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