15. Physical Fascination.

As I was having my meltdown, Mariella and a few other women entered the shower area. Although Mariella didn't physically touch me, she said, "You know, it's great to see you expressing yourself. As an alpha, you serve as an example for all of us. Maybe we should all be a little louder in voicing our discontent. God knows, there are so many things that frustrate me, but I've kept quiet about them. I have no idea why. Maybe I was following your lead in trying to maintain control. But now I realize how important it is for everyone to hear our voices."

I tried to stop crying and managed to say, "I'm not the one to be looked up to. Right now, I'm having a meltdown simply because being under this damn shower reminded me of my last time with Rob and Jake. It reminded me how they washed me, and my brain, which isn't functioning properly, can't handle it."

Elena said to me, "You're not alone. I've heard your stories, and if something like that happened to me, I would cry for weeks. That TV series got one thing right - my crying. I cry even more than they show. And sometimes, it's for no apparent reason. I can't even watch nature documentaries without tearing up when an antelope dies."

I smiled and said, "Did you know that I once had a special heat? It was with Bran, and he had done some pretty nasty things to me. But my heat, as special as it was, allowed me to get back at him. I lay naked on his lap, not letting him go to the shower, making him praise me. It had to be genuine, it had to be lovemaking - slow, gentle, and just right. It had different stages. At one point, I got depressed as I saw a lion catch and eat an antelope calf. Damon sent Bran some sedatives to calm me down so that my heat wouldn't get all messed up. And then there was a time when I had to watch animals mate. The bigger, the better. But in a tight spot, copulating butterflies did the trick. They had to be close enough for me to touch them. If Bran would go to the shower, I threw a fit as I saw him thinking of me as dirty. And it affected Bran long time. He kept real vacations from females after that. He missed quite many deals and chances because he had to keep me in his arms, my swollen smelly pussy leaking all over his expensive suit, and he had to be genuine while praising and touching me. "

Mariella, Elena, and Katherine were all laughing hysterically, their hands clutching their thighs.

Elena finally chimed in, "Oh, I wish you could experience the heat like with Damon. I bet he wouldn't have any problems."

I replied, "Nope, my heat can be a bit unpredictable. It's fun for me, at least, but not so much for them. I have these moods, usually as my heat would take 12 weeks and each week I would have a theme, like running away and same time fucking at him as skillfully as I could, making him chase after me and trying to catch me and mount me..."

Mariella nodded in agreement. She then proceeded to explain what was going to happen next. I focused on washing myself with my old favorite products that Adam had given me back in the day. The scents of lilacs in my shampoo and lily of the valley in my body wash were delightful. These scents reminded me of the past, and I treasured them dearly. Preserving as much as possible from my past had become somewhat of an obsession for me. I wanted tangible evidence of those days gone by. I had these in my secret room too and by god these smells were wonderful.

As we washed ourselves, the other girls had their modern versions of products with citrus scents. Mariella, of course, had passionfruit and peach.

She said to me, "My spell will remove our scents and our voices will be heard, but not distinctly. We won't be able to see who is pleasuring us, so let's see what happens. They have no idea, but our taste will help them figure out who is who. My spell will make our pussies look the same, so there are no distinct features, like your larger pussy lip or my huge clit."

I nodded, knowing it was going to be a wild ride. The anonymity of the situation added an extra layer of eroticism. I wasn't sure if I would have the stamina to do anything afterward, but I wanted to feel something good, even if it was just physical pleasure. Something in my mind was trying to awaken, urging me to feel as much as possible.

We made our way to the sauna on the deck, spreading our legs and finding comfortable positions. Mariella cast her spell, and suddenly, everything became hazy.

I exclaimed, "I'm ready, but I'm not sure if I can handle it for too long. And what about afterward? I might be too exhausted to continue."

Mariella reassured me, "During this time, only about 40% of your brain is active. The other 60% is trying to awaken, and it can be exhausting. This is just the process of waking it up, and it will get better. Don't put too much pressure on yourself, just enjoy the moment and try to find the best experience. Let's see who gets the most votes, and then we can teach them, too."

Even Elena, who seemed the most nervous among us, giggled at the thought. Suddenly, the door swung open, and someone entered. However, due to the crafty spell, I couldn't make out their height or hair color. I had no idea who was who. 

Each of the men approached us, positioning themselves between our legs and kneeling down. I could feel a warm mouth enveloping my clitoris, causing me to gasp. However, Mariella's spell kept me in place, preventing me from lifting my hips. I took deep breaths as pleasure surged through me, and it felt as though I was on the brink of orgasm. Almost as if sensing it, the individual stopped or slowed down, teasing me with gentle licks and sucks.

Waves of pleasure slowly built up in my belly, and I couldn't help but mutter, "Please don't stop. Go faster. I'm going to cum..."

I could hear Elena praying as well, "Oh my gosh, please let it happen. Oh my god, I'm going to explode."

Mariella chanted, "Don't stop! Don't you fucking dare to stop, keep going.."

Katherine was more direct, murmuring, "That's it, good boy, eat me out just like that, eat my snatch..oh my god, eat it, I don't care what happens after this..."

Dark chuckles and amused grunts emanated from the eager men. Pleasure continued to intensify, and I could feel my pussy trembling, ready to climax. Then, the men shifted, with the one who almost brought me to the edge, stepping away and another taking his place. This new man began worshipping my pussy, skillfully licking along my lips and the seam of my cunt.

His flicks on my clitoris made me beg, "Oh my god, let me cum... make me cum..."

Elena screamed as she reached her climax, moaning, "Oh my god, keep going, I'm not sure if I can handle more, please help me, I'm going to explode again."

Mariella panted, her climax approaching as well, and the person pleasuring me wanted to prolong the experience. My own climax was building, and I gripped the deck tightly, feeling my muscles contract. It was all happening so intensely, and I screamed as the waves of pleasure crashed over me, causing my pussy to gush.

At the same time, Elena came again, and our screams blended together, possibly confusing the men. As the waves continued to wash over me, the eager mouth sucking on my pussy increased its fervor, driving me toward another climax. And then, it was time to switch once more. 

This encounter began with intense eagerness. I could feel my partner's tongue relentlessly thrusting into my pussy, exploring my inner core. Simultaneously, their warm breath on my clit created an exquisite sensation, bringing me rapidly towards another orgasm.

Mariella, who was also in the throes of pleasure, let out a scream as her partner worked their magic on her. I joined her with a high-pitched keening sound that I couldn't suppress. My panting and shuddering indicated that my own climax was imminent. Beads of sweat formed on my forehead and body, and my nipples protruded noticeably. My hands gripped the deck tightly, turning my knuckles white. An unparalleled climax surged through me, causing my vision to darken slightly as I let out a loud scream.

This skilled individual knew exactly how to prolong my pleasure, and I was overwhelmed by wave after wave of pure carnal bliss. I was shaking by the force of this orgasm and time had lost its meaning as there was soon one last switch. 

This individual took an almost painful grip on my thigh, with one hand and the other hand going under me, one finger starting to explore my asshole, dipping into my juices, and slicking my tight asshole first before starting to sink into it. This one was not so worshipping as some others had been but this had dominance this time and it could be felt somehow that this specimen enjoyed his power over me, how his licks, and pressure over my G-spot reduced me into a sobbing pleading mess.

In this moment, there was no room for depression or negativity in my mind; only the intoxicating pleasure of lips on my pussy, a tongue thrusting and hitting the perfect spot on my G-spot, and the sweet pressure of fingers on my ass. The combined sensations made me keen from deep within my throat.

Katherine, too, urged her partner to go faster, desperate to reach her own climax. She was no longer issuing orders, but pleading for release. Mariella, panting and sweating, seemed unsure if she could even stand. And then, it was time for the ultimate act. I was so close to cumming. This incredible individual used their tongue on my G-spot while also introducing a finger into my asshole, teasing and filling me simultaneously.

Their lips skillfully pleasured my pussy lips and clitoris, while the tongue and teasing digit intensified my pleasure to the point of exclaiming, "Fucking hell, I'm going to cum like never before! Keep going. I'm going to lose control of whoever is pleasuring me!"

Elena and Katherine climaxed in unison, their screams echoing together. Mariella pleaded, "Don't stop, please don't fucking stop. Oh, my god..."

 I was left speechless as an intense climax like no other washed over me. It became even more intense as fingers delved deep into my asshole, manipulating me from there. A merciless tongue teased my G-spot, and I could feel teeth biting down. It was clear that this was not Colin, as he was the only one without fangs. Twin hits of sharp fangs tormented my clit, while two fingers manipulated me in my asshole, leading to an orgasm so powerful and prolonged that I screamed over and over again. Or at least it felt that way. Sweat was pouring out of me, and I could feel my pussy flooding with its juices. The climax seemed never-ending.

After what felt like an hour and all of us were keening and pleading, cumming like no other, the sauna was smelling of the very aroused group of females.

Mariella managed to say, "Okay, it's time to reveal who is who. Are you ready?"

I was still shuddering, with someone licking my pussy passionately, not stopping. I was panting and shuddering. The fog lifted around us, and I managed to open my eyes and noticed Damon licking me. Wulfe was with Mariella, Colin was with Katherine, and Magnum was lifting Elena's hips, pushing them towards his mouth. Wulfe intensified his efforts, causing Mariella to grip his head, urging him to continue.

Damon pressed me onto my back, pulling my legs even further apart, and continued licking me. He bit me several times and didn't let me lift my hips. Elena and Katherine were still receiving pleasure as well. I came again, overwhelmed by Damon's expertise, but he didn't let me move, only scream. He continued to lick me, savoring every drop of my arousal that flowed out of my pussy.

Finally, Damon lifted his head, licked his lips, and said to me, "You taste as good as always, baby. You're quite a treasure."

I replied, unsure if my voice would work, "You're an animal. I'm not sure if I have enough strength in my legs to walk."

He chuckled and replied, "Don't worry, I'll carry you. Let's get going and see if you're awake enough for a meal, or if I have to get creative when feeding you."

His voice and expression made it clear that he wasn't referring to anything medical, but rather carnal options. I wasn't sure if I could have sex with him. I felt so weak and satisfied, but also happy. I wasn't sure if this was true happiness or just the afterglow of whatever he had just done to me, but it was happiness nonetheless.

The men left the sauna to get dressed, and as we tried to stand up, Mariella confessed, "This was way more intense than I expected. Like 300% or so. I'm so exhausted, feeling like a worn-out lust queen, conquered by men and their incredible skills by their tongues."

She shook her head in disbelief. Elena chimed in, "I had no idea that this kind of experience was even possible. Compared to this, my previous sexual encounters were nothing. I thought I had seen it all, but this is on a whole different level."

Katherine muttered something, clearly also drained. As for me, I was too tired to even sit up properly. I pulled my legs closer and sprawled out on the deck. I was completely exhausted, but oh boy, it was an amazing feeling. Soon, the door opened, and the men walked in, each wearing a bathrobe. Of course, Damon had mine, which made me roll my eyes. Each man picked one of us up, carrying us in their arms, completely naked.

Elena asked, "We're naked. Where are you taking us?"

Colin, who was carrying her, replied, "You're my trophy. I want the whole pack to see the state I've gotten you into."

She was a bit surprised but unable to make any demands, and it was quite a spectacle.

Damon picked me up and said, "This is great. This new robe or cape of mine. I bet, my love, you have a special room reserved."

I did indeed, and I was feeling a bit mischievous. My secret room was pink, very pink. Mr. Salvatore might find it too pink, and I would love to see his reaction to my pink apartment. It had a bedroom, a small kitchenette, and a living room, all as pink as possible.

I replied to Damon, "Sure, I have a room. Secret ones, actually. Adam and Charles are aware of the extensive network of secret corridors and hidden spots to explore."

Damon grunted and said, "Just tell me where we're going, and let's see if it's our room."

I couldn't help but smile as I said, "The top floor, at the end of the left corridor."

We walked out of the spa section and onto the first floor.

Damon instructed Magnum and Katherine, "5th floor, 16th room on your right."

Then he turned to Mariella and Wulfe and said, "1st floor, 9th room on the left. It's fully equipped, and Mariella can handle it. Let's go, use her. Test her limits and see if you can push her even more. You're older, so you might have some tricks."

Wulfe smiled beastly, and I realized Damon had made sure the others would be occupied. But how did he know who I was? How did he know I would be the last one for him to have?

To Colin and Elena, he remarked, "4th floor, 3rd room after the kitchen. Teach her well." Colin nodded.

In the living room, Murdock and the rest of the pack were sitting and talking. Damon casually walked by them, carrying me naked in his arms, a smug smile on his face.

As we started up the stairs, he said to me, "I enjoy having you in my arms, so I'm taking it slow. No teleporting all the time."

I nodded, ready to be in his arms. I wasn't sure what would happen in my pink room, but I was eager to see his reaction.

Finally, we reached the top floor and the end of the corridor.

I directed Damon, "The brown door on your left."

He opened it, revealing a small dark room.

I continued, "The closet in the back, behind the white door."

He walked over and opened it. I instructed him, "Reach with your left hand, up next to the shelf, then down and left, like the letter C or J, depending on how you look."

His hand fumbled near the wall until he finally found the switch. He grunted as he got it moving, and there was an audible click as one part of the back of the closet moved slightly. It was time for him to see my pink room.