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 Dominic nineteen

   Ron wiped the grime from his face as he watched the place burn.  The
heat was too familiar.  It had taken him days to recover from the change.
Le Rousseau had made sure to graze him slightly instead of the usual blood
letting of a quick transformation.  He`d spent those days in the tunnels
executing as many bitches as he could.  He couldn`t help himself.  Stella
had abandoned the pack.  There was no leader to shut him away with the
other changelings.  The endless pleasure required to stop the pain was
disturbed by the fact that he was one of them now.  He understood what it
meant to be hungry and to smell your own inferiority.  The higher level
dogs had taken the bitches worth keeping with them when they fled. 
Rousseau had said that he would leave none alive who had seen the injustice
done.  So, why the hell didn't he finish them, especially Ron, off when he
had the chance?  After he blew up the compound, Rousseau and that
ungrateful wife would be dead.  If she had shown any affection for him, he
wouldn't have had to resort to this.  It was simple really.  Now that the
southern pack was gone, and he'd wiped out any rivals, he could go back and
take Lucy by force as his mate.  The sister was older, but she was smart.
When he fucked her, she even enjoyed herself.  When she decided to dump
him, he thought it was the best revenge to take her baby sister's
virginity, too.  That girl had been like the best sunrise when he took her.
So suggestible and blind.  The gasps that he knew no one had ever made her
produce still tickled his ears as he hooked up the last fuse.  The blaze
was high enough to draw the fire departments from the surrounding counties,
but it was superficial only.  He'd blow the fireproofed box just under each
set of stairs right after they pulled up.  No stairs, no exit, no survival.
He smiled to himself as he heard the distant wail of the sirens.  Time to
spook the horses toward the drive....

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   "Yo, Jerry.  We got a body here!"

   "Wow!  They must have put the mattress over her to protect her from the
flames.  I told you we should have looked better when we dragged those dogs
from this room.  Did you see that?  Get the EMT's up here."
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   "She came to in the ambulance and tore up the inside.  As you know, that
warranted a strapping down at the hospital.  She's growled and hissed at
anyone that came close enough to pose a threat.  We gave her a sedative and
cleaned up the minor scrapes.  I don't recommend taking off the restraints
until we`re sure she doesn`t have a brain injury."

   I watched the nurse leave the room.  The man sat down next to me.  He
came very close and I growled a warning.  He was a light-skinned black man
with very high priced taste in clothing.

   He laughed, "I forgot.  You've never seen me as a man.  You remember,
you bit my nose?"

   "Dominic, and...?"

   "They were taken to the pound, of all places.  It took me a while to
convince those morons that my wolves were harmless and usually roamed the
house.  They're at a hotel for safe keeping.  You should let them take care
of you.  We'll be going to the north pack when you're better."

   "Everybody lived?"

   "Well, no.  The two human's didn't survive the fire.  It was lucky. 
What would they have told the authorities?"

   When he saw the tears in my eyes, he knew they'd meant something to me
and rested his fingers over mine.

   "I can not think of a reason why I am so foolish.  You know that they
could not survive in the same conditions that we are capable of living
under.  You grew attached to them anyway.  It is understandable.  They will
be missed, but it was more important to save your life."

   He placed a hand over my stomach and frowned at me.

   "How long are you going to wait to open your womb?"

   I tried to get my nails into his hand, but he was too quick.

   "No one ever told you that it was up to you, right?  You decide who the
father is.  It's not a game of chance, but when you do open, it should be
easy to tell.  You`ll see I`m telling the truth when it happens to you."

   He softened his frown and put his hand to my face.  "It won't be me."

   He pulled the blanket off of my feet and looked at my toes.  He pulled
away the wrappings and smiled up at me.

   "You shouldn't be losing any of those dainty little toes."

   He left the blanket off of my exposed feet and sat quietly until the
doctor returned.

   "Miss ...Franklin," he finally asked.  I nodded.  "Are you calm enough
for me to examine you, now?"

   I nodded again.  Now that I knew what the situation was, I allowed him
to check my body.  The gloves were warm on my legs as he paid extra
attention to my singed feet.

   "You are a very lucky girl to have been able to survive a fire and a
partial building collapse.  Do you have relatives that I can call?"

   "I am one of her relatives.  Her fiancé should be here soon."

   The doctor looked Dominic's brother over very carefully.  He smiled at
me slightly and left.  Which man would be my "fiancé" when they came to get
me?

   _______________________

   "Good morning, Lucy."

   "Please, what have you done with my mate?"

   Ah.  That strained look on her face was almost perfect.  Ron checked her
cuffs again and stood in front of her.  She looked back at him with
contempt, and that wasn't part of the plan.

   "Don't you worry about him.  He's irrelevant.  Let's talk about the
coronation.  What would you like to wear?"

   "I will wait for my king."

   That reply drew his face into a sneer and he worked to return to the
forced tranquility.

   "Your king is standing right in front of you.  The imposter has been
dealt with."

   "Francois?"

   "You need to come to the fact that you are my bitch, now.  You don't see
any higher ranking males around here, do you?  I've taken care of all of
them.  The lower rank males are now the highest you've got.  I look pretty
good now, don't I?"

   "No, Ron.  You look as bad as you always have.  You've just signed your
death warrant."

   He raised her face and caressed her breast as he smiled, "What?  You
think I was lying when I told you the southern pack was destroyed?  Le
Rousseau is just a bad memory, as well.  You think there's someone else who
can come to get you?"

   "I know that there is someone else who can come to get me.  I can feel
it.  I can hear that he is still alive."

   "You don't know squat!  I'm just learning, but I can hear the same voice
that you hear.  I hear every thought in your puny little brain.  And, I
know what you've got planned.  No matter how hard you struggle, I'll take
it all away from you."

   She smiled in his face as he flustered to go through her brain, again.
Since her sister had become aware, they had been connected.  At this
moment, Ellen was hearing and feeling it all.  Ellen told her to be quiet
and to taunt him at any chance.  Lucy was doing well.  The man hadn't made
an attempt to consummate his reign.  She remembered what he was like before
he took Ellen.  He was very passionate and patient when she had explained
that he wouldn`t be her first.  It had been Mother Rousseau's decision to
end the experience.  The time had come to make James a man and bring her to
prime.  She'd never realized how it had affected him.  He chose Ellen to
take out his frustration.  She looked into his eyes and knew that he was
capable of killing any obstacle in his way.  The only reason she was still
alive was her already proven womb.

   ***

   "I want you to understand that it doesn't matter what you decide.  It's
only important that you make a decision soon.  Your sister grows weakened
by Ronald's continued assault.  I still don't understand how you lasted so
long with him," Sebastian Rousseau softly said as he ran his hands over my
shoulders.

   I relaxed in his tentative massage and placed my hand on his knee behind
me.  He knew that I was struggling with the decision and was reaching out
in his subtle way to soothe me.  It was explained to me in great detail
that I wouldn't reach my full awareness until I had made my choice.  The
Rousseau had said that he wouldn't be my toy until I chose it.  If I didn't
want him, why should I want to have sex with him.  Bummer.  I did want him,
sort of.  Dominic and James had cemented their relationship, so if I picked
either, I would be getting both.  Sebastian was my only choice, but he
didn't act like it.

   I'd been with Dominic several times since the fire, but it wasn't the
same.  I knew he belonged to someone else, and that put a hold on any
connection that I could put into the situation.  All I felt was hurt when
he pulled away from my sleepy embrace and left for his own bed.  With Ryan
reunited with his mate, the sex parties disappeared completely and I was
left to my own devises.

   In my sexual frustration, it occurred to me that I was the only one that
knew how that nut job worked.  Only I could take him out.  That's when the
dreams started.  Lucy would talk to me as we did what we used to do when we
were little.  She'd cut the deck and I'd say what the card was.  She would
whisper to me what I needed to know.  We would shout the rest.  I don't
know why we did this, but we used to be told to practice.  She told me
everything that he had done and was planning.  I told her that I would be
coming to kill him soon.  She laughed and picked up another card.

   "What do you see?" She yelled, then whispered, "He plans to mount me
tomorrow night.  It is timed for my most fertile time.  He's been keeping
track."

   I laughed back and yelled, "Three of Diamonds!" The whisper I gave was
still laughing, "He doesn't know you have to open to him.  That's not
likely!  I would be as submissive as possible.  He won't know he isn't
making a baby."

   "That's right!  How did you get that one?" She'd spoken in her normal
voice and nodded her agreement.

   "Well," I smiled.  "A blind sow has to get a nut every once in a while."

   I woke up alone again.  The truth was, I knew every card.  We just
played the game to distract Ron's probe.  I got my clothes on quickly and
snuck out to the kitchen to grab some fruit on my way to the garage. 
Imagine my surprise when I saw Ryan sitting idly at the kitchen table as
bare as the day he was born.  He looked up at me and made no effort to
cover up.  As if I thought he would cover up his magnificent cock for
anybody.

   He spread his legs and smiled, "Hello there.  What are we doing up so
early?"

   "Uh, I'm gonna be going."

   He looked serenely at me and said, "I guessed you would.  Just not so
soon.  I'll keep them here for a bit."

   I went to the fridge and hoped that I wouldn't be tempted anymore. 
Wrong.  Sebastian was just coming up the walk from his morning run when I
headed for the car.  The sweat rolled down his chest as he wiped his
forehead with his shirt.  `Grrrr.' I couldn't help but want to run my
tongue across his nipple one more time before I headed out to save the day.
`No.  Bad girl.' I walked past him with a sober nod and went to my car. 
Luckily it hadn't been destroyed by the fire, like most of the others had.
This new place wasn't so bad.  I made sure that everyone had their space
when I picked it out.  I called into work and explained that I had a family
emergency.  They'd sent me my work via telnet, so it wasn't much of a
problem if I didn't actually come in.  The men at my office thought that I
was a totally different person when I got back from all of that mess with
the fire and all.  I just didn't have the heart to wear the skimpy stuff.
It didn't go with my foot brace anyway.  I felt this inclination to put on
these frilly blouses and wear long skirts with cuts up to my midthigh.  I
searched my brain for any suggestions that were placed there, but I didn't
find any.  This was something someone wanted.  I reached out to Lucy and
got the usual block.  When I got to the highway, I'd figured out a way
around the block.  He couldn't keep concentration all of the time.  I
fluctuated my gentle touches until I got through.  I let her know that I
was coming.  I felt for the others and they were all not thinking about
where I was.  Ryan followed me with his mind.  He kept joining into my
thoughts in an annoying way.  I couldn't help but think that I was being
manipulated again.

   `Why don't you tell them?  You should be honest in your feelings or it
will be bad later.  You may not have another chance to actually talk to
Rousseau.'

   `I'll take my chances, Ryan.  I'm sure he doesn't have much to say to me
anyway.'

   `Stop thinking like a person, and start thinking as a wolf.  Ron will be
confused by you if you tap into what you are.  He knows how people think,
he was one.'

   I decided to ignore him.  I got into the music on the radio.  This song
came on that made me want to dance, but I was in the car.  I blasted out my
ears and bobbed my head a bit.  It would be a long drive.

   ***

   Ryan Severus watched carefully as Le Rousseau dressed.  He turned and
cocked his head at him as if he were an intruder.

   "What are you going to do, Rousseau?"

   He seemed to think about this.

   "I know she's gone.  You can't try to distract me."

   "I knew this, Your Lordship.  I only followed her recommendation.  She's
determined to do this alone..."

   Rousseau raised his hand and said, "I'm getting on the next plane to New
York.  If you want to come too, that's fine.  However, I won't let you go
if you treat me like I'm some stupid bitch who can't read every thought in
your mischievous little brain.  You think you can sweep in and save the
day. You won't.  She's right.  She is the only one that can take him down
without his guard.  That doesn't mean she won't need help."

   "Of course, Possessor, I'll tell the others your decision."

   "It isn't necessary," his voice seemed to drift off.

   He bobbed his head slightly to an unheard song as he got his coat on and
walked out of his room.  He shivered slightly and turned back to Ryan.

   "Why didn't you say something to her about projecting?"

   "Sir, you didn't, either," Ryan smiled slightly.

   ********

   "Dammmit!  Let me go," I screamed as I was dragged into yet another
room. The jerks didn't even give her a fighting chance.  They waited until
I had to use the bathroom for crying out loud!

   "My Lord Franklin, we have recovered the bitch as was your desire."

   Ron turned in his chair and smiled up at me as he asked, "Where was she
found?"

   "The rest area, just as you predicted, My King.  The gas worked a bit
too well," a tall dark male replied as he gripped Ellen's arm.

   "Yes, well.  We should sacrifice a few humans for our goal.  It will put
the fear of God into them when we present ourselves.  You seem very tired
wife.  Maybe, you should be woken up a bit before we get reacquainted.  You
seem a bit flabbier than I remember."

   I tried to hold onto my anger as he hefted my breasts.

   "Set her up on a bench.  We'll see how she feels after we get her back
into mating condition."

   "Will we go to three, or two for this?"

   "Her sister could handle four.  No, let's give her one at a time until
she gets leaner.  We'll see."

   I was dragged off to a slanted table, which I was strapped to, on my
stomach.  I felt the table under my waist drop.  My legs were spread far
enough apart for me to feel the air on my private parts.  They chained down
my feet and pulled up something that stopped me from moving my knees
together.  I growled the most impressive growl I could, but all I got was a
laugh from behind me.

   Ron came toward me and unzipped his pants.

   "Let's do this for old time's sake."

   "Hell, no."

   "Okay, you may begin."

   I felt this odd pain in my crotch as I was entered.

   "This will burn at first, but it's for your own protection.  You'll
catch with only me."

   Whatever was being pumped into me was hot and itchy.  I hung there in
the odd position until the thick stuff cooled inside me.  I felt hands all
over me.  I couldn't see them, but they were definitely soft and gentle. 
The soothing massage urged me to lose consciousness

   "You should rest all you can, Ellen.  I've found that I can be
insatiable in these matters."

   "Bite me!"

   "In time, mon cher.  In time."

   I tested my bonds and felt them give slightly.  It would be so easy to
jump up and tear out his throat.  I let myself pretend to relax as he drew
closer.  He ran his hand over my ass as he put the other one on my outer
lips.  Like the human he was once, he didn't pay attention to my rising
anger.  He just went with what he saw.  He slid two fingers into me.  My
cunt, the traitor that it was, welcomed the pressure.  It had been a while
since I'd gotten any real attention.  That delicious sliding made me move
my hips.  Damn!  What was happening?

   "Did I neglect to mention that there was something special in the birth
control we gave you?"

   "UH!" I clenched my teeth as he moved his fingers faster inside me.  I
didn't want to come.  I couldn't do that.

   He pulled away his fingers and I felt something warm and wet flow down
my leg.

   "I don't know if I like this," he whispered in my ear.  "You'll have an
orgasm which isn't quite what I had in mind.  You're very close now, aren't
you?  I want you to suffer a bit first."

   He slid something around my hips and I felt it fastened around my waist.
He went for my face with some sort of a gag.  I shook furiously, but he
finally managed to get it on me with the help of two of his guard.  My
mouth was held open by clamps that squeezed into the delicate flesh of my
full lips.  I could barely put my lips together, but my jaw wouldn't move
at all.  He laughed slightly as he saw me realize what was next.

   "Boys, whenever you're ready."

   A line of big black men formed in front of my face.  The first man
pulled out his fat cock and worked his cock in front of my eyes.  I sighed
in relief as he rocked his hips and covered my hair with his stickiness. 
The next one wasn't so eager and shoved past my lips with a slow
determination.  He smelled filthy and I wanted to throw up as he serviced
himself on my tongue.  It went on forever as he slowly worked his swelling
cock.  I tried to think of what Ron would have planned for me next.  It
suddenly entered my mind.  I closed my eyes and saw.  He thought that when
I came he would be inside me.  I saw Lucy on her knees under him as he
drove into her wet pussy.  She purred as he emptied into her.  Had she been
fooling me when she called for my help?  I felt her presence as the
procession of male member entered and exited my mouth.  I saw her in the
corner of my vision.  She sat in a chair with her legs spread wide and her
arms draped over the massive rests.  One of the men that covered me with
come approached her and buried his face in her crotch.  She watched idly as
another man lifted her breast to his mouth and sucked it in.  I looked into
her eyes and I saw that they were clouded by some drug.  I closed my eyes
and tried to concentrate on the card table with the deck of cards.  She sat
still in the field before the table.  I worked harder at it.  I even let my
mouth go lax.  It took a while, but she slowly started to shuffle the deck.
She looked at me and smiled, "Let's see if you're any good?"

   I smiled back and gestured for her to begin.  She held up a card facing
her and I answered, "4 of clubs." "That is correct!"

   I whispered, "I know he's drugged you.  Did you open to him?"

   She shook her head no, and pulled the next card.  I felt something fill
my mouth farther than before and I lost the game.  Ron shoved his cock so
far that his balls nearly entered my gaping mouth.  He shoved as fast and
as hard as he could.  I coughed any chance he gave me.  He rushed to spend
into my mouth and nearly drown me.  He laughed as I struggled to swallow
the large volume of semen.  His slid out of the whole and most of the thick
stuff slid out of my open lips.  He pinched my ass and gave my twat a slap
on the way to sit next to Lucy.

   She immediately dropped to her knees and cleaned up his cock and balls.
She sucked at him vigorously as the drugs filled my brain.  I felt
pinpricks in my lower abdomen as my body tried to relax into the
restraints. I wasn't to get much rest.  I was entered quickly by one of the
recovered men I blew.  He worked inside me, and my traitorous cunt sucked
down his come as if it had never done so.  I cried as I tried so hard not
to respond to the stroking of the unknown cocks.  The pain inside me grew
as I fought myself.  The next man rubbed at my poor exposed clit and
stroked even better.  I writhed off of the table and bruised my ankles with
the effort to be free.  I stopped myself before I broke free.  He had to
think that I couldn't get free.  I had to come.  I had to be ashamed of it.
Okay.  I struggled less vigorously and drove my pussy into the unsuspecting
cock.  It reacted with a quick release.  I moaned my pussy's frustration as
yet another inferior dick pushed into me.  I tried to relax as he stroked
forcefully at my cervix.  My body trembled as I concentrated on the goal.
He gripped my hips and drove into me with his balls slapping at my pussy
lips.  I shook violently when I finally released.  The poor man whimpered
as my walls put a strangle hold on his helpless cock.  He spent as I was
still connected to him.  I dropped back to the table and sobbed in the way
that I knew Ron wanted me to.  When the anonymous man pulled out.  The come
slid down my legs along with my juices.

   "That's my girl.  I knew it wouldn't be long until I broke you."

   I looked up toward him and caught Lucy's eyes.  She seemed afraid for
me. I gave her a wink and let out another sob.  Ron pulled up my face and
kissed my open lips.  He opened the gag and I exercised the stiffness out
of my neck.  He caressed my face and I pulled away.

   "You thought that if you didn't come, you could deny that I would have
you again.  It`s time to test that theory."

   "Please," I tried to sound convincing.  "You'll hurt me."

   "I know.  That's why I'm doing it after you had that orgasm.  You can't
say that I didn't give you something good, can you bitch?"

   "Please, Ron," I pleaded.  Watching me get drilled must have really set
him off.  His cock pushed out in front of him as he moved to touch my back.
My hips were gripped as I was raised slightly and Ron went out of view.

   I felt another set of hands caressing my ass cheeks.  Ron hummed softly
as he rubbed the semen into the skin of my thighs.  I then felt him spread
my outer lips.  He drove past the entrance and fucked into my all the way.
The force made me scream.  He laughed.  I know felt the hands raising me
grip me firmer and it felt like a jack hammer in there.  Oh the pleasure.
No!  He spoke those filthy words into my ear and I knew that he was taking
it easy on me.  He wasn't even winded.  I felt something touch my mound
from below.  With the rapid motion, something was rubbing at my clit.  I
started to buck away from the over-stimulation.  This only made the four
pairs of hands on me to grip down harder.  The stroking on my clit drove me
to arch my back.  The pounding made me feel the tightening before I would
come.  He pounded harder and faster into me as I stopped controlling my
cries.  I came painfully around his cock.  He ignored my orgasm and drove
in and out.  I came again.  My pussy contracted in stronger and stronger
waves until I heard Ron grunting and whining.  The stabbing bursts of come
slapped the back of my hole.  I relaxed into the bonds again.  I was so
tired.

   "Oh, that pussy!  You're almost like a virgin.  I don't know how you do
that.  I wonder if your ass is just as tight.  I'm going after that when
I've rested.  Take her down and put her in her sisters room."

   I woke up in a soft bed covered with a down comforter.  I felt my
undressed body and knew that I'd been done in my sleep again.  That Ron.  I
remember now the fullness of my belly in the morning when he would put me
to sleep in his own special way.  I opened my eyes and saw Lucy crouched
next to me.

   "Are you sure you want to kill him?  He is very good...when he's not
hitting you, that is."

   I looked into her dull brown eyes and said, "I've had better.  I'm
afraid I'll have to do it."

   "Couldn't I just keep him?  You could make him forget, or maybe....."

   "Oh, no.  It won't be a punishment unless he knows what he can never
have again.  You will have two.  Francois's offspring will be well taken
care of.  Just remember that you do not want to propagate his aberration.
You played the innocent well."

   "Thank you, hon.  Jimmy's coming back to play?  I missed him.  OH, how I
missed his fun."

   "Stop fondling my breasts.  I need to concentrate if I'm gonna send for
my mate."

   She ignored what I said and focused on my nipples.  "So, this Dominic,
how is he?  Is he a good lover?"

   I thought of the first time that I had the pleasure of Dominic's company
and smiled broadly, "You'll enjoy him greatly.  You'll need your strength,
he's more of a breeder than Jimmy."

   "Who says I want to breed?  I already have children.  I want a joy ride.
Is that what you'll send to me?"

   "I plan on giving you two perfectly fun males.  They will please in any
way you would like."

   The door opened and Lucy's caresses turned into full fledged squeezing.
Ron watched me squirm as he looked into my eyes.

   "Yes, you are very willing.  You always were after a good night."

   I sat up and dislodged Lucy from my chest.

   "Oh, she likes that a little too much.  She's a naughty little bitch,
isn't she?"

   "She can smell my heat.  Can't you?" I forced myself into an outright
sexual purr.

   "You know I can.  But not as well as she does."

   "When we are done, you will be more in tune with your knew self."

   "You speak as though I am the one that will change."

   "Most males do.  They can't seem to get enough.  In some occasions, I've
been mounted for days straight."

   "You've let yourself go, before?"

   "Once, with Dominic.  I was sure I'd get pregnant then, but I didn't."

   "Well, it shouldn't be hard to get you to do it again."

   "Maybe, maybe not."

   I was betting on his inexperience with the wolf culture and what was
required to mount a queen for mating purposes.  I'd claw him to shreds then
force him to change.

   He fell for it too quickly.  I had him driving his cock into me as I
licked at the bloody stripes on his face.  I'd wanted to drive my nails
into his chest and abdomen first, but Lucy must have been this way.  He
just shoved me down and entered without thinking about his exposed back
end. I dug my claws into his back and he flinched away.  Wrong answer.  He
had to think about the goal.  I told him so and dug in deeper into his
back. His thrusts were tentative at best.  He looked into my eyes and went
to kiss me.  I hissed and clawed him some more.  He threw himself off of me
and responded with a heated growl.  Good.  It was working.  A voice inside
me said to run.

   End....  To be continued.

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