I woke myself up again, now in a mildly drugged state, with a phone on the nightstand, wallet and a message, " Sorry baby, the Elders called, I let you sleep, let's resume the consecration next time. Be a good wife and behave. That game with the victims was very entertaining. We could do it again. Damon,"
Or that kind of thing. I took a shower and finally got myself clean again. I got dressed, put my long curly blood red hair back in a bun and went to get something to eat. I looked at my work phone and started thinking about my route. Time to start to work.
I actually had quite a few jobs in Switzerland, and one job required a bit of shadowing. I had been doing some close up sniper work and other stuff, but one victim was very hard to reach and was often in company. This victim's file had been slim, so I had to observe. This took some patience and time.
I used my Pretender ability, sat and watched my victim for many evenings. Studying and observing, for example, what kind of woman would hit this. He wasn't gay, just a straight man, but was so work orientated that I would have to be the perfect woman.
I couldn't take the risk of exposing myself when he didn't know about me, or so I assumed. Work took me away, and I didn't even pay that much attention to passing the time. My hyper focus come out again.
It had been another three weeks since Damon left and I was now at a party shadowing this very scientist. I sat at the bar, sipping my tequila as I passed. My metabolism had no effect on it, it was just a way of assimilating.
I was now blonde for a change, dressing conservatively here at the party, it wasn't time to catch this victim yet and I was getting a sense of his taste in women, it would be a little difficult for me to do because he loved very shapely plus sized large women and I was anything but.
I had finished my drink and got up to go to the toilet when my legs were unsteady and I staggered. My head was spinning. I was suddenly very confused and didn't really know where I was or what I was doing. I vaguely realised that some unknown man was determinedly ushering me away from the party and out. They put me in the car and I felt a pneumatic gun shoot medicine into the back of my neck. I blacked out at that point.
I woke up tied to a chair. I kept my eyes closed, taking my time to observe where I was. This doesn't smell like a medical facility, it smells like a house. So is it some new contact or what? I let my senses tell me about my surroundings before even opening my eyes.
I kept my body limp, my pulse steady, and raised my head, groaning as if I had just woken up. I looked around, but I wasn't distressed or scared. Across from me sat a man in a chair. He had turned the chair on its back and was now leaning his chest against the back of the chair.
He was watching me, tilting his head and obviously studying me. The man was looking at me. Brown hair. He looked really neat. His expression was familiar.
He moved his head again and said, " Sorry for all the kidnapping, but I want to make sure you don't work for the centre first. You're like me, how fascinating..."
He muttered the rest almost so quietly I couldn't hear, well no human would have heard it. He continued to watch me very keenly.
I got my vision working properly and blinked and said, " Excuse me for what? I can assure you I don't work for anybody but myself. "
There was something familiar in the man's demeanour. He was studying me. Analyzing me.
The man laughed and said, "Amazing, you're just like me. My name is Jarod. I am a Pretender, just like you. The Centre was the place that kidnapped me when I was a child and raised me. I ran away from them and have been on the run ever since."
Ah, the next TV series based on a true story. This reminded me a bit of the actor in the series, but then again that actor crossed with Ray Liotta and Michael Shanks would certainly go down well.
Just like Damon. Take an actor from a TV series and cross it with Alexander Skarskånd and Tyler Hoechlin, and it's pretty close to Damon. Although Damon is darker. Then add a good dose of vampirism and supernaturalism. Raven black hair that's lovely to sink your fingers into. Pale, almost white skin, not too pale but perfect. The intense ice-blue eyes. A perfect cruel mouth that knows how to kiss brutally. Sculpted facial features showing arrogance, intelligence, cruelty, passion.
Damon is a force of nature. When he walks into a room, if he wants to, you'll see him. When Damon wants you, his charm and aura are almost impossible to resist.
Jarod watched me searchingly as my thoughts wandered. He was still studying me. Like pretender. it made me feel somewhat naked but not too vulnerable as i felt some kind of connection here.
I looked back at him and said, "How do I know you're not one guy from the medical facility? The drugs you stunned me with tell me something like that. I'm not an easy girl to drug at all."
Jarod smiled and stood up and set me free. He was calm.
He said, "I've been following you for a while now. You are fascinating. I have been studying you and gathering information. You'll always find your stuff when you know what you're dealing with. "
I started talking to Jarod about everything that had happened to me. What I was. My vampire side, my killer side as well. He seemed to almost seeing me some sort of saviour but I tried to make him see my dark side, my killer side. Then I also told him about my network.
Jarod said, " So you are The Flea, so are these little fleas or what?"
I laughed and said, "I'm not a leader yet. I'm just gathering helpers around me. We work together. Besides, if I was their boss, I wonder if they would start demanding a salary soon."
Jarod laughed. He was so like me in some way.
Jarod talked about his life at the centre and said, " The TV series was my idea. I wanted to get my story across, and it worked. The Centre stayed away for a long time when the TV series was popular but time passes, new TV series come and people forget the old ones, so the Centre tried to get me back. "
I said, " That's the way it is. This is my new life too. Who or what I was as a person seems to get pushed deeper into the past after every event. This is my new life, and it's not always easy or even fun, but it has its advantages."
Jarod chuckled. He offered me coffee, wanted to see Mimosa, so I changed my shape, let him watch me change my shape. He admired Mimosa and chatted with her for a long time. Then I changed my shape back.
He told me he can't get a reading on me because I'm like him and so far he only knows two other pretenders and both are very old and sick. We talked for a couple of hours and then I left.
Jarod's number was on my phone. He also took my number and said he could also help with the medical facility missions from time to time, but as he was married, he couldn't be active in the field but he could analyze and predict enemy activity.
He was also quite handy with the computer and started researching Sark and Krycheck. His idea was to see if he could get them to attack the Centre by giving the Centre new enemies and get them to brawl with each other. But only when he was sure they were enemies, not allies.
When I got back to the house, Damon was already there making food. It surprised me he had shown up.
He looked at me and said, " Where have you been, not answering my message when I said I was coming and I was free? "
I told him. "I was kidnapped, but this was a friend, another Pretender, like me. He had been tailing me for a few days and investigating, he drugged me and we talked."
I told him about the centre, the appearance of Jarod. I described the place as best I could. It had been a hotel room. Damon was silent most of the time, talked a little, and looked at me quite sternly. The few questions he had made me feel like he was interrogating me.
I'd bought an enormous pile of different meats and Damon had created some delicious dishes out of them. He sat me down at the end of the table and put the food in front of me. I ate my food.
The food was excellent as always, and as the meal progressed, Damon's expression softened. Or heat as I undid a couple of buttons on my shirt. I was an innocent by myself and I wasn't wearing a bra now. For dessert I had a four chocolate cake with fresh fruit and oh my god it was good.
And Damon made me eat a lot, saying in a low voice. "Little bitch is good and eat, you won't have time to eat for a while.."
My pussy heard this. Strawberry and champagne smelled, and Damon's nostrils flared, his face heating even more. The house had also been cleaned again, so we had a job site ahead of us.
Damon had told me that his goal was to get a house in order in time that no amount of power cleaning would save or remove the smell of our sex, then only then would the sex nest be in order.
We ate and went to the bedroom. First, Damon dragged me into the shower and, with a root brush, scrubbed me all over. He was quiet, dominant as he washed and scrubbed me, bit the dental stuff so all my hairs, including my eyelashes, fell off then washed my head before growing new ones in their place.
They had no smell of Jarod in them. I didn't put up a fight, and I suffered knowing that it was about to get pretty fucking wild. He was teasing my cunt, making me say that I belong to him, to him alone, and my cunt and my body belong to him. I will be his sex slave next and he will be the master, and I will be his willing little bitch slave.
Oh, this is some jealousy system from Jarod. But the whole idea of being a sex slave suited me just fine.
He put me on the bed with shackles. Slave just accepts, slave doesn't tease the master. He didn't tease me much now as he just took off his clothes, got on top of me and pushed mercilessly into my tight wet pussy and started fucking me roughly, biting me with marks of ownership all over, trying to perfume me with his own smell.
My pussy was under such an assault that I felt like I was going to burst. No mercy given, just mind blowing orgasms over and over and I couldn't stand anything as I cried out loudly as I came so hard. And Damon took it as a challenge. I couldn't scream when our kiss was so passionate, but I was a naughty little bitch and bit Damon on the lips.
We had no limits. We were both now free as he then released me to sanctify the entire house again and again. Then we fucked wildly for two weeks again.
Damon had once again gone off somewhere when I woke up in the morning, completely velveted up, with the phone and wallet on the bedside table. Now there was no message. I took a shower and got dressed. I had just gotten dressed when the phone rang.
It was Adam, and he asked where I was. I told him the address of our house in Switzerland and what we had been doing here for two weeks. Adam said he would send the cleaners first, and he was coming too.
He had been doing gigs with my network and was now part of it. The cleaners came two hours later. They had UV lamps which they used to find all the hallowed places and cleaned them, professional and nobody commented although they had quite a questioning look on their faces when they looked at some places that needed cleaning, they were obviously wondering how the fuck it was possible to fuck in there.
Adam came in after six hours. It's good to come to a clean house, and I told him about Jarod. Adam had no problem with that. He was just happy that Jarod was on our side and would help us. He wanted to meet him, maybe exchange numbers with him. Adam was in the kitchen making dinner. Fine, so I had a cook in the house again.
Now I wasn't doing gigs. I was driving and emptying the safe deposit boxes. Just every time I came to the house, Adam was there to meet me and go through everything. He set me up with a safe gun cabinet and taught me how to store the guns. The more special guns Adam took for himself. He put them in one room and said he would take them to safety when he had time. He was very dominant too, not letting me make many decisions about this stuff.
The stocks he took for himself too, he tried to invest some of the money when he was selling them at a pretty high price. Adam had a business instinct and any other instinct. He had his instincts on women, too.
I was a little tuned in and when I looked at a really handsome man in the kitchen cooking; he was so really stunning looking that I felt like doing something. I decided it was time to put some focus on Adam after a few days. Let's tease him a bit and see if I can get Adam into a bit of a wilder mood. He had no idea what I can do nowadays.
I took a shower in the morning and got ready to seduce Hauptmann.
I put on a white thin silk button-down shirt and a short light pink satin skirt with a zipper up the side. The skirt was very tight. It went over my form like a second skin. It would rise just right when I sat down.
My panties were now black lace versions, and I didn't put a bra on. The shirt moved as I walked around, rubbing my nipples and making them show more. It was pretty tight too, my shirt, that is. I was in good shape, superb shape. 63 kilos and it showed. I walked into the kitchen all innocent and sat down.
The table was set and Adam usually let me choose my breakfast. Of course, there was meat and other goodies on my side. He had passed on the carbohydrate treats to himself. I innocently said good morning and went to eat. Adam looked at my clothes as he put away his newspaper.
I ate my breakfast in peace and when after breakfast Adam went on cooking; I started.
I was all innocent and said, "I'm not going anywhere today. I'll watch you cook. It's nice to watch. I don't know if I'll learn anything."
Adam grunted and smirked. Then concentrate on making the wild boar sauce. I jumped up on one table to sit and watch Adam work. He looked over at me, saw that I was sitting rather provocatively, and came over to me. We kissed enthusiastically, and he undid one button. He nuzzled my neck and ear, but not too much.
He looked at me hotly and said, " You seduced me then, but I will prepare you. I am going to get you all wet and ready. You will beg eventually. And when I've got you where I want you, then I'll take you. Now I have time."
I said, "Game on, Hauptmann, how are you holding up?"
He grunted, heated up.
He could growl so fucking sexy, too. Damon had been gone for a week, so I was ready to get pretty horny.
Adam continued with the food, now and then coming with a sharp knife and taking one of my buttons off. We kissed vigorously, and he very erotically kissed and bit every square inch that was exposed under my shirt.
His gaze was undeniably agitated and after I had said the magic words, game on, he was determined to show me how he restrained himself. I was pretty wet and the smell of strawberries and champagne in the kitchen was pretty damn strong.
When Adam first took my nipple in his mouth and started playing with it, I felt like I was going to explode or be very close to it. Adam noticed this and always stopped at the last minute. He took my shirt off, teasing me. There weren't that many buttons on this shirt and I had nothing on underneath.
Next, he unzipped my skirt, and went to fry something. I was really ready, but I kept myself from begging. I saw how Adam's pants were full and every time he had come close to me; I had rubbed myself against him. Then he came behind me again and let his hands wander under my skirt already. He had lifted me standing up already at this point.
I jumped back into my seat when he left again, now to put the sauce on.
He came again, lifted me up, kissed me, rubbed and squeezed my bare breasts, nuzzled my neck, aroused me but also himself. I felt his feverish hands on my curves. I had let my pheromones open from time to time.
Then he finally let the skirt fall down and slowly destroyed my panties. Still holding a small sharp knife, he cut the sides of my panties open and dragged them out the back so that they passed through my pussy. When he got them off and sniffed them, then threw them in the trash, he continued to cook still.
My pussy was on fire and I thought I'm going to beg or undress Hauptmann. I was standing, my back to the door, ready to start to tease Adam some more.
While I looked at Adam, hands suddenly embraced my naked, aroused body, and fingers explored my breasts and pussy, grinding against them.
I felt the body of a hard, hot, aroused man behind me. I was pulled against it.
A voice in my ear whispered, "Oh, I've got a naughty wife, all wet, all ready. Well, I accept the offer."
Damon had already come back. His hands roamed my body, noticing how very aroused I was. I sighed, rubbing my cunt against his palm.
He lifted me into his arms and said to Adam, "Thank you, Hauptmann, for getting my wife ready for me. Come with me if you're up for it. I brought you some new meats when I came."
He had brought three gigantic bags with him. Adam went to examine them.
Damon carried me to our bedroom and undressed. His look was so fucking excited and eager that I couldn't take it in.
I was pretty fucking ready myself, and I spread my legs in anticipation.
He saw it and laughed. "Oh, I have a horny wife."
Yes, he was telling the truth. He came on top of me and kissed me. A hard, hot thick cock found my pussy without fail and I felt him push into my wetness effortlessly and started fucking hard and violently.
He flattened me under him, took me really hard, and completely controlled my hands. Holding them tightly in his and not letting me do anything now but kiss him passionately. I heard the door open but paid little attention to it as I came so fucking hard.
Adam came into the room. Damon grinned at Adam as he stripped. Then Damon turned me on my side, still fucking me hard.
Taking complete control of me and whispering in my ear, "Now little bitch is getting filled, and it's not heat time. Now there's nothing you can do."
Damon's voice was amazing, though. It got me ready, and I felt so fucking ready for the whole fucking thing. Adam came behind me to lie down. I felt him wet the tip of his cock with my juice and thrust into my ass at the same time.
The thick cock in my ass felt no mercy as it penetrated deep and Adam started fucking my ass and violently. The double penetration was raw, hard and so fucking arousing to think how I was stuck between two men, helpless, getting cock in both holes.
I felt so full I had never been before. Two huge dicks moving like ruthless pistons in both my cunt and ass, hard and relentless. I felt when I first exploded how both men just got excited about it. I was being gripped in the hold.
Damon was kissing me and Adam was groping my breasts from behind as much as he could. I came five times before I felt both of them thicken and thrust as deep as I could. Both of them got stuck and the feeling I got when the two filled me with their love juice was unbelievable.
Both biting and nipping sharply. I was in the throes of an endurance orgasm for half an hour before the men withdrew from inside me and lay beside me, still panting. Then all three of us fell asleep. It was quite a fucking intense experience.
I fell asleep on top of Damon, well I tried to go on top of both of them, but Damon grabbed me on top of him, shoved his dick in my cunt, and fucked me once more while Adam was already asleep. He had bitten a lot of possession marks into me. I fell asleep with a cock in my cunt, huge, thick. Damon really wanted to hold me. I could feel him whipping something inside me. But I fell completely asleep.