The Werewolf Order (Erotica)

Around eleven, Quinn came down. “Cuckold, show the others where they’re sleeping. It appears you’ll be down here on the couch, as I only count four bedrooms, and they’ll all be full. If you’re a good boy, one of these other females will suck your cock tomorrow. Since you’re not the biological father to either of them, it might even be one of your daughters.”

Dani looked worried, but I saw Quinn wink at her, so she relaxed a little and said, “Master, I know he’s not my real father, but I’ve thought of him that way all my life. It will be really perverse if you make me suck his dick.”

“Just for that, you don’t get to orgasm again tonight, and neither does your mother. I’ll spank both of you tomorrow morning after breakfast. Brigitte, if you’re going to Domme Angela, you should start practicing on my two sluts since I’m breaking in another one. Let me know how many times Dani cums tonight. Nat, join us in the master bedroom. We’re going to spit-roast Henry’s wife.”

“You got it, Quinn.”

I went to bed with Brigitte and Dani in a queen size bed, and Dani orgasmed five times on my tongue, and seven times on Brigitte’s, She gave me five in return, and seven to Brigitte.

Eva and Emile had the smallest bed, a double, and we heard Eva moaning through a few orgasms. Randa and Simone had another bedroom, also a queen for two bloated bellies. If anyone climaxed in their room, it was silent. A dozen times during the night, we heard Nicky begging for permission to cum, apparently denied, as she kept begging, then screaming when she climaxed anyway.

When I got up, Quinn, Nat, Daphne and Nicky were in the kitchen where Quinn and Daphne were preparing breakfast, and Nicky had removed Henry’s cock cage and was sucking her husband’s cock while Nat was fucking her. Nate lasted a lot longer than Henry did and as soon as Henry climaxed and pulled out of Nicky’s mouth, she was begging to be fucked harder and deeper.

“Slut, when you get done with that fucking, start sucking every cock and licking every pussy in the place except for your daughter’s pussy, on your knees.”

“Yes, Master,” Nicky said.

“Cuckold, clean her pussy when Nat is done so she’s not dripping cum all over the kitchen.”

“Yes, sir.”

Which he did as soon as Nat orgasmed and pulled out of her. It was a morning cum and heavier than a night cum, having had a night to refresh expended semen from the night before.

I helped with the kitchen preparations until it was Nicky’s turn to lick me, then I had a seat and enjoyed it. It wasn’t great, not even a tenth of how good Brigitte was, but she just started last night, so I wasn’t expecting great. She was decent, but she was a woman and her husband had spent years licking her, perhaps her other lovers as well, so she ought to know a thing or two about pussy licking.

Simone and Randa were up next, and happily spread their legs for our hostess. Eva and Emile were the last to arrive, and Eva enjoyed the sight of her mother on her knees polishing knobs and pleasuring feminine folds. She even gave her mother pointers on what Emile liked when she sucked him off.

Breakfast was fun, with Quinn feeding Nicky, and playing with her the way he played with me when he fed me. She orgasmed twice on his fingers, then he seated her on his shaft and fucked her at the table, bouncing her up and down his cock, making her beg to orgasm again, and not getting permission. Henry’s cock cage hadn’t been replaced yet, and he was rubbing his erection as his wife succumbed to Quinn’s masterful fucking. Quinn finished in her and bent her over the breakfast table and told Henry to fuck her now while he had the chance, before his cock cage was replaced.

Henry immediately plunged into his wife, and I’ve never seen a more energetic fucking, driving like a piston into the frothy mess Quinn left behind, but only lasting a couple minutes before he groaned, and left his own deposit inside of her, which he cleaned up.

While Henry licked his wife’s pussy, Quinn put Dani over his knees and gave her sixty-five swats on her naked ass, turning it a cherry red. (He had to add five when she orgasmed during her spanking). Then it was Nicky’s turn. She’d cum thirteen times without permission last night, another five on Nat’s prick, two on Quinn’s fingers, six more on his fuck, and even once on her husband’s frantic fucking. I did a quick mental calculation and realized Nicky was getting her ass spanked a hundred and thirty-five times. Quinn was as careful with her spanking as he was with Dani’s; more so really, since there were more. He gave her fifty, finger fucked her to an orgasm, gave her another fifty, finger fucked her to another, then gave her the next forty-five, giving her one more orgasm before topping her off with five more to make an even 150 swats. Her bottom and the top of her thighs was a deeper, darker shade of red than Dani’s ass.

“Have you ever fucked your wife’s ass, cuckold?” Quinn asked.

“No, sir.”

“Now is the perfect time to do it,” Quinn said. “Her ass will be markedly hotter after her spanking. You can feel the heat against your groin. Wet your dick in her sloppy wet pussy first, then push your cock in her bum. After you’ve finished in her, take her upstairs and help her draw a bath and wash her, shampoo her hair, even rub her back. If you get another erection, she’s to suck you off before she puts you back in your cage.

“Invite your brother, Gary, his wife, and that Peter fellow to the house tonight so they can meet your children as theirs for the first time. Nicky is to remain naked all day. She can clean the house for her guests, prepare a meal, something with lots of meat, but she remains naked all day. If her pussy starts to leak, she can wipe it off, but no clothing. That’s the way she’s going to greet everyone tonight, as a naked slut. Does anyone have any questions?”

“No, Master,” Nicky said contritely.

“No, sir,” Henry replied.

“You may cum again, slut, until I return. Enjoy your fucking. We have business to take care of in town. We’ll be back in a couple hours. If you need any groceries, Nicky has my phone number, she can text me a list. I’ll take care of it.”

We got dressed and left to meet the Batavia wolves. When we left the house, Henry was buried in his wife’s ass, going slower this time, not quite so frantic.

******

Dani and I left the house in one of our belly baring outfits, similar to the ones we wore while traveling. We also had the recharged toys in our pussies, though they weren’t turned on yet. Emile had to come as well, so Eva and he came in their own car. Dani had a question on the drive.

“Why did you turn my mom into one of your sluts?” she asked.

“Your dad wasn’t getting enough sex. He needed more. Since turning her into my slut, he’s fucked her mouth, ass and pussy. It’s one thing to be aroused by her having sex with other men. He still needs sex himself. I’m going to ensure your mom gives him some.”

“That will only last until we leave,” Dani said, “then it goes back to the way it was before.”

“Oh ye of little faith. Do you think I’m the only wolf who Doms bitches?”

“Do you know of one here in New York?” I asked.

“No, but we’re meeting wolves, including a senior wolf of the New York pack. He or she will know. To a certain extent, any senior wolf can Dom. Our whole lifestyle is based upon submission to senior wolves. I’ll admit I’m a little more specialized than that, but it’s not uncommon to find Dominants among senior wolves. Brigitte is a senior enough wolf, she can probably pull it off with Angela by observing me for a few weeks. It’s why I’m going to give her some control over you two, so she can practice those skills.”NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

That was true. The most senior wolf was always in charge of any group of wolves. Conor had automatically deferred to Brigitte, just as they’d both deferred to Quinn every time he showed up. I could easily see this working.

We arrived at the Bourbon and Burger Company, and Quinn attached his leashes to our collars, leading us in. Just as we had at the fast food place yesterday, we immediately drew the eyes of most of the restaurant establishment, and I once again found myself flooding to be displayed so openly as a slut. I know Dani felt the same way. She squeezed my hand when we walked in past the eyes of an intrigued crowd. If I couldn’t smell her arousal, I could see it. Her nipples were diamond points.

Quinn took one look, and a couple sniffs and then headed towards a mixed group of wolves, seven strong. Six of them looked to be in their lower to mid-twenties, by which I didn’t think any of them were more than their sixties. One looked to be in his early forties, which meant he was probably in his mid-hundreds. He was probably the senior wolf.

The wolves greeted each other with some hand shakes, and the usual sniffing, usually done with some air kissing. Someone came and took our orders. Quinn ordered a couple of bourbons, (which would mostly not be drunk), water and soft drinks, and burgers all around, rare for the wolves.

Other than greeting and introductions, the first thing Brett, the senior wolf said was, “This is how you keep a low profile?” He was indicating me and Dani on our leashes at the time.

“Sometimes, it might not be beneficial to keep a low profile. We’ll see how it goes today,” Quinn said.

A beautiful wolf, I’m guessing about Brigitte’s age, asked, “How is it that you have five breeding bitches at once?” She was indicating the five pregnant humans in the group.

“Loup-Garou is paying them,” I said.

“Only speak when you’re spoken to,” Quinn said, pulling me close to his face. He also winked at me, so I wasn’t exactly sure what he wanted. For now, I’d try to follow his lead. “Sit down and keep still. You need to have my permission to orgasm.”

He turned on our toys and with the music playing, Dani and I started juicing more, and soon all the male wolves were erect with breeding hormones wafting through the air where we sat.