Chapter 186: They Won’t Hurt You

The carriage stopped at a white building, and Nathan helped Crystal down.

In front of the building, there was a fountain with a statue of a mermaid. She was holding a shell and spraying pearls.

The building’s door was a crystal curtain, and the ceiling had been designed to reflect the sun’s light into the building. Where am I? - Crystal wondered.

Nathan nodded to a servant, and she pulled open the crystal curtain to reveal a large, indoor, natural hot spring. Mermaids surrounded the pool, and each of them held shells, which, like the one outside, spewed water.

In the center were two naked angels. Their wings were spread, and they were hugging each other. Above the pool, the ceiling was transparent. It was made from white tempered glass. At the flick of a switch, it could block the sunlight but not the beautiful scenery.

Crystal was in awe. “What is this place?” she wondered.

“It is a natural hot spring,” said Nathan. “The water contains minerals that are beneficial to the human body.”

“It is also helpful for treating headaches,” the servant added.

Nathan nodded. “Yes,” he said. “That too.”

He waved his hand. “You can leave us now.”

The servant nodded and said, “Just holler if you need me.”

Once they were alone, Crystal and Nathan took off their clothes. There was no need for modesty. They were alone, and they weren’t expecting company.

Crystal squatted by the hot spring. She spotted fish in the hot spring, and she was a little nervous about disturbing them. They were red koi carp, which were one of the few heat-resistant fish that she was aware of, and they fed on necrotic skin tissue. Thus, they would instantly suck their skin and eat their dead flesh when people entered the water. It sounded gross, but it didn’t hurt.

Nathan had already entered the water, and he was leaning against the pool’s wall. The air was hot and moist, and the steam made him look handsome.

Nathan reached out to Crystal and said, “Come in. It’s nice. You’ll see.”

Crystal shook her head, but Nathan grabbed her hand and pulled her in. There was a giant splash, and all of the mermaids were soaked - not that they cared. Crystal, on the other hand, was furious. As she came out of the water, coughing and gasping for air, she roared: “You asshole!”

Nathan laughed and put his hands on her waist. “I didn’t bring you here so that you could stand on the edge and not come in,” he said. “Now stand still so that the fish can get a taste of your flesh.”

“Is it okay?” she wondered. She knew that it was, but she couldn’t help but ask.

Nathan nodded, and before she knew it, she was surrounded by fish. They began to attach themselves to her skin, and she couldn’t help but giggle. “It tickles,” she laughed.

“It does,” Nathan agreed. He, too, was surrounded by red koi carp.

Suddenly, something touched Crystal’s vulva, and the smile on her face died. “Get them off of me!” she shrieked.

Crystal tried to swat the fish away, but Nathan gently restrained her. “Don’t worry,” he said. “They won’t hurt you.”

Crystal wasn’t worried about them hurting her. She was just uncomfortable with the idea of fish feeding off of her wet core. She struggled to get away, but Nathan would not let her go. She looked around for help, but they were alone. It wasn’t long before she started crying, but he didn’t seem to care.

Finally, Crystal accepted her fate, and she stopped struggling. “There, there,” Nathan cooed. “If you relax, the fish will take care of the rest.”

Crystal took a deep breath, and in a matter of seconds, she was no longer crying. Once she’d stopped trembling, the fish became more invasive as they explored the secret crevasse between her legs. She twitched as one of them attached itself to her clits, and Nathan asked her if she was comfortable.

Crystal was incapable of replying. Her discomfort had turned to pleasure, and from pleasure had bloomed le petit monde - and she thrust her hips forward as she moaned.

Nathan bowed his head and bit her earlobe. “Should I fuck you now?” he whispered.

Crystal: “Yes! Fuck me!”

Nathan needed no further encouragement. He took hold of his manh**d and lined it up with her wet core, and as he pushed himself into her, the red koi carp scattered.

****

Inside the Beverly villa on the white European-style balcony - Christine had just finished talking to the old Davis on the phone. He had agreed to investigate the medication that Nathan had taken to quell his manic rage, and she had arranged for one of her special servants to deliver the sample to him for her.

The phone had startled the pigeons, and they’d flown away. Christine had a unique whistle, though, and when she blew it, one returned. She tied the medicine to one of the pigeon’s legs, content with the fact that neither infrared nor ultraviolet defense systems would detect the bird.

Christine’s slender fingers stroked the pigeon’s white feathers. The old Davis would have the medicine in less than two hours, and the most famous pharmacist was standing by.

Christine cackled as she lifted the bird into the air, and it took flight.

Below her, Helen and Elma were taking advantage of the rose garden. Whichever way you looked at it, it was a spectacular sight to behold. From the balcony, though, it was truly majestic.

Nanny looked up, and when she saw Christine, she whispered something to Helen. Then Helen smiled, looked up, and waved.

“Why don’t you come down?” Helen shouted. “We’re picking roses!”

Christine: “No, thank you. I enjoy watching you from the balcony. You guys look like characters in a beautiful painting.”

Helen: “Do you want me to pick some flowers for you?”

“Maybe,” Christine replied. “Is there a fragrance from a flower that I could use to make a man fall in love with me for a long time?”

Helen thought for a while and then nodded enthusiastically. “Yes,” she replied.

“There is.”

Before committing suicide, Helen had studied with a very excellent perfumer who had developed a special kind of aromatherapy.

If a heterosexual smelled the fragrance for at least one week, he would develop a strong interest in any heterosexual wearing the same perfume. Unfortunately, even though she knew the ingredients by heart, she did not know how to mix them properly.