After three days, I felt it. The pre-heat. Oh, fuck. Bran deliberately exposed me to that smell, and now the alpha female inside me wanted to mark her territory. I started to smell pretty damn strong. I was trying to soak in the bath when Adam came in with the food. I'd had the room aired out, and my idea was that I would stay in the bath whenever food was brought to me for the next three or four days.
I'd called Samuel and told him about it and got up a good deal of cursing. "Mimi, there's that alpha female now waking up your alpha female side because Damon was marking and marking well. So your alpha female side is the one that wants to get the heat. But a word of warning." He continued seriously.
"That lust goes to a man's head and fast. But there's an escape route. If you can go 3-4 days without sex, the symptoms will start to ease, and within a week, you should be fine. But if you can do it, then yes, you will get out of there because they can pop your heat on again."
I shut up and said, "Fine. I try to avoid men, but how the hell do I hide my scent?"
Samuel said. "Go take a bath whenever someone is coming. The water will dissipate the scent, and if at any point someone gets suspicious, then hopefully it's too late."
So here I was in the bath when I heard footsteps approaching.
It was Damon. Exhausted, looking all tired, smelling of dirty but not sex. I don't know what they were milling around in there, but at least it was heavy.
He brought an enormous basket of food, bottles of wine, and glasses. Fuck!
"Oh, Baby, are you seducing me in the bath or what? How do you always know what I need? Fine, I can come to the bath with you."
I was silent for a moment. "Well, don't come. The thing is, the smell of that bitch's heat was giving me alpha female heat. Now, if I don't have sex with men for three or four days, it should pass. If I come out of this bath, Samuel says you, my boy, will not restrain or control yourself. "
Damon was silent. He thought about it. Bran walked down the hall and overheard our conversation.
He stopped at the door and said, "Damon, take the plug out. Remember, Mimi has to keep the heat on, and we'll help you."
Damon said to me, " Sorry baby, damn Marrok force," in my mind as he came and took the plug off.
He gave me a bathrobe and helped me out of the tub.
I said, "I wonder if it's wise when no one around me will control themselves. There are male guests in the house, and Samuel said they might react to my smell, too."
Bran nodded. "That's exactly what Mimi. This is worth doing. You haven't gotten in heat in a long time, and now you have a heat ready to be turned on. I'm a marrok, and I'll keep your heat inside your pack. No need to be afraid, no stranger will fuck you, they may be around, touching, but no one but me will fuck you. And this heat is worth going through no matter what Samuel says because abstinence is infinitely painful for the female. Infinitely. Three or four days of sheer agony, you don't feel it yet, but it's accompanied by very hard cramps, the possibility of fever, restlessness."
Bran looked at Damon who was close beside me and saw my mark, he was already beginning to smell me.
Bran continued his explanation, " I don't want it for Mimi. There is a risk of uterine infection. Damon. You go with Adam to help Delacroix again, and I'll see if I can get Mimi in heat. Everything's gonna be fine. Don't worry. Damon, when Mimi gets off, you'll know what's next. I hope you disappoint my expectations and your reputation."
I felt the power of Marrok in the room, and Damon didn't move.
Bran put more pressure on Damon and said to Damon, "My boy, I am a stronger wolf than you, meaning I have the right to an Alpha's heat. Don't even try to fight me."
Damon said, " Fuck, baby, sorry, I tried, but I'm not that strong of a wolf."
He released his grip and walked out of the room. Bran waited long enough to make sure Adam and Damon were taking care of the women.
"Okay. Here are the clothes. Get dressed, and I'll get you some food first, and then after you've eaten, let's go into the other room for a bit. This can be your and Damon's love nest. I'll take care of your rush downstairs."
Bran gave me some clothes, and I put them on while he went to get some food. He came after I got dressed gave me some sandwiches and, juice, and coffee. I drank and ate, but then I started to feel confused and tired.
Bran said, "The drug is working. It will help you in the next stage."
I was pretty damn drugged, but when this wasn't a drugged feeling, this was some other compound or substance. Bran helped me stand up and started to carry me out of the room.
We headed downstairs. Bran kept sniffing me more and more. We paused at the door of one of the rooms. There was this blonde woman, Adam, and two other men holding the woman in place while Beta started fucking her.
The woman screamed for a few minutes before she started panting in pleasure, and I saw a deep bite mark on Adam's hand.
Bran said, " As you can see. They have unpleasant heat, they always have, and they should get those women pregnant. I've been working with this pack for a year. I've tried to find a solution, but when I was drafting the Marrok laws, I put some things in there that were too loose, and so I have to use whatever means I can come up with if the pack asks for help with something. And this pack has asked for help, this visit and whatever we do will be the last thing I do for them, then I've really done everything I can to help them."
I was very drugged and I did hear Bran's explanation but I still couldn't get my head around anything that made sense that he was referring to, All the men, including the alpha smelled my scent and were clearly interested. Bran walked me purposefully past them.
He took me into one of the bedrooms and said, " Wait there, I'll be right back."
Bran went away for a moment, and the alpha female came into the room. She sat down on the bed next to me and started to smell me deeply. Now, I was getting quite suspicious. But I was very drugged and pretty fucking helpless, so I couldn't really do anything. This was exactly my fourth time in heat, and it was all a bit new, and if this is still some kind of alpha female heat, then...
It was fifteen minutes before two men and Bran came into the room with them.
Bran said in my head," Now, Mimi, the thing is that this pack came to get a breeding service. They haven't been able to conceive by any medical means, and Damon himself has gone through all the results and knows where we stand. So Damon and Adam are going to have to try and impregnate those girls. I've already inseminated a couple of times with an Alpha female. You've got a good alpha female heat, and now I'm gonna turn it on here with this alpha female. It might help their fertility, and like I said, this is a last resort I'm going to do. If they don't get pregnant, then that's their problem, and I've done everything I can."
Bran's voice in my mind sounded irritated, but my drugged state of mind didn't allow me to analyze it at all.
Bran continued, "I drugged you just because it's going to be hard. You and I don't have the best relationship, but I know what I'm doing now. I'm going to put the heat on you. Then, we'll continue with the heat treatment. Damon and Adam can't now because when you get really into heat, all three of them will start to have a cycle, and then Damon and Adam will do their job. It's just biology, gene swapping. And if the girls get pregnant don't worry, Damon and Adam were just sperm donors, they have no connection to any potential children."
Bran came over to me and put me on his stomach and pushed into my cunt, right down the bottom, and started fucking me. Hard, whipping inside me all the time. He fucked for hours. I did come now and then. Then Bran was pleased when the alpha female left.
Bran drank me juice to keep me drugged, and he was raw. My smell made him wild, and he fucked and squeezed my breasts, really rough and brutal, whatever was in the drink made me feel quite numb so I didn't feel much pain, I don't know how many times I came; I was almost unconscious now and then.
Delacroix's men came next.
Bran said, " You get to do everything else but fuck. You can touch, lick, bite. "
Bran turned me on my back again and started fucking again. He was changing my positions, using me like a living sex doll. The strange men started groping my breasts and tasting them, and then they started biting Damon's marks off. It hurt. I noticed that the one doing it was an alpha. Oh, fuck... He focused on Damon's alpha mark.
Bran said, "Don't worry about it, little girl, marks come and go. Soon, we'll go a little differently; you're getting pretty slippery." Bran pulled out of me, and the men started looking for pillows.
Bran now gave me some injection into my muscles before leaving and said, " Get her ready, on her back first."
The time didn't matter; I wasn't even fucked terribly when I was so fucking drugged I just remembered that Bran was just taking me for a sex toy. Bran had disappeared somewhere, and I was fighting the men for my time. Whatever Bran had injected in me made my muscles go limp and my mind fuzzy.
The men stuffed pillows under my hips so that it was very raised. They spread my legs and held on to them. Bran came in his wolf form. He jumped on the bed and immediately came on top of me.
The men guided Bran's cockhead between my pussy lips, and Bran began to thrust hard and fast, penetrating me incredibly deep. Then I realized. He had opened my womb and was able to fuck effortlessly right into my womb. As he thrust into the hilt, one of the men went behind Bran and pushed him inside me even more.
Then I felt Bran's cock swell. The man held Bran tight against me, and I spread, and it hurt, almost burned. The pain came through the drug and I moaned out loud.. When it was clear that Bran would not come off again, the men continued to rub, to bite me. I was disgusted by the whole thing.
I felt Bran flooding directly into my womb. Every time the knot dropped, he began to jerk himself violently inside me, soon swelling up again. The men rubbed my ribs as they pushed Bran's stuff all over my womb. Bran was inside me for 24 hours. He would change my position from time to time, but my lower abdomen felt very sore and full.
Then he went away for a couple of hours. He came back and gave me a bathrobe, drugged me. He deliberately walked me past the two bedrooms. We stopped for a while so that the girl always smelled me, and she became more aroused. In one, Damon fucked the other girl passionately and kissed her. There was nothing forced about it. In the second one, Adam. Exactly the same mood.
Bran took me to another room, and the Delacroix men came with me; now we were on all fours, and Bran came again in wolf mode. I had already torn several times before, and the same went on. My legs were covered with my own blood, Bran's semen, as it poured out of me every time he pulled out.
I was completely medicated, and Damon hadn't even looked at me. I was sore, drugged, again in such a fucking helpless state, and Bran kept the marrok power on all the time.
I'm not going to want to get in heat anytime soon, I thought. I've had four heats now, of which one or two were valid. I spent another 24 hours as a victim of Bran's rape because I didn't feel horny at all. Just aching.
At no point had I felt horny because I was so drugged. Then Bran took me to one of the bedrooms. He brought food and drinks. They were drugged because I couldn't even get to the bed when I passed out.
I woke up in bed with my legs, and hips elevated by the pillows. My stomach and ribs felt a nasty pressure, and my pussy was really sore. My head was still messed up from the drugs and whatever had been shoved into me. The door opened as I tried to get myself moving.
I was dirty and sore, and the pissed-off feeling was getting pretty damn intense. What the fuck is it with you that you have to twist me into a state of heat and then not let me enjoy it but make me into a sex toy.
Bran came into the room and sniffed the air.
He said, "You've been asleep for two days. That elevated position prevents uterine inflammation. Don't you worry about anything? Now you can take a shower and then come and eat. Damon had to leave, but unfortunately, it seems that the Delacroix females are not fertile, at least not yet. But as I said, now I've done all I can for that pack. I also have to leave soon, but I'll make sure you get washed up and don't catch a cold."
I was well fucked up, pissed off, furious, so when I could stand up, I let go.
I said flatly, "Oh, I'm sorry you couldn't get Damon to be a father to a strange pack. Oh, fuck. What the fuck is it with you always having to ruin my heat? You should have let me keep my lust on a pause, or I would have when there's no foreign pack. But you made me a fucking sex toy, and don't give me that shit that you did it for another pack because I wasn't the fucking key. You just need to fucking rape me in a fucking heat of passion. I don't even have a fucking heat at any point."
Bran looked at me for a moment, turned around, and left the room.
I knew I was leaving. Fine, just fine. We don't need any time alone with Damon or Adam. I took a shower and enjoyed it, but my cunt and my lower back, and my ribs were incredibly sore.
Well, maybe that's why Damon left. He knew what shape I was in, and I wouldn't have been any good. Or maybe he got another job. I hadn't been in our bedroom, so I didn't know if there was a phone and a wallet or if Adam and Damon had left at the same time. I had clothes in this room, too.
I got dressed and went to eat. I wonder if Damon even knew what Bran had done to me. Or was he just ashamed of himself for fucking the others? He's not married, so I had nothing to say about it. Adam had already left for the gigs, and Bran had already disappeared when I went downstairs. I didn't buy the explanation that problems like Delacroix's lust problems were supposedly common, and he went around the packs to survey things.
After the meal, I, too, gathered my gear and thought I'd get back to the gigs. I went to New Mexico first, and there was a big cluster of gigs there. A lot of flea gigs. Blasting jobs. I hadn't been thinking all the time about just doing gigs. I would have loved to spend many months with Damon again, but then Bran always knows how to drive us apart.
I went for a drive, and after a couple of days, I arrived. I went to the house and started collecting all my supplies so that my car would be full, and I wouldn't have to keep coming back to collect them. I should develop an automatic storage system for the car that wouldn't open with my fingerprint. Or something similar. I called a flea and explained the problem. I told them where a couple of my cars were. He promised to make a deal. He was looking for a new challenge.
I was as fucking pissed off as I could be. I'm not supposed to be happy in this world. I should not be Mimi, only flea. At least the flea is not raped and used as sex toy. Only get shot at from time to time.