The Werewolf Order (Erotica)

Road Trip – Wisconsin – Mom and Dad Share Submission

Roughly seven hours, one more lunch stop, (no bites), and several hundred miles later, we pulled into my parent’s driveway. They had already met everyone and knew who were wolves, and who wasn’t, so we didn’t have to be careful at all in our conversation. They greeted us at the door naked, hugging all of us, directing us where to take the bags. I got my old room, but Mom and Dad were running out of places to put us.

“I think, if you reason this through, that if you put two people in your bed, we’ll have someplace to put everyone,” I said. “You can rotate some of them, but not others. I’m sure you can figure out who you want to invite to your bed. I’m going to spend a couple nights with Gretchen, so there’s that as well.”

Mom and Dad looked at each other and smiled. “That does sound like fun,” Mom said.

“There’s something else you should know. Dani and I agreed to be Quinn’s submissives if he came with on this trip. The only exception is when I’m with Gretchen. Brigitte is being trained to be a Dominant for a submissive lesbian we met on our trip, so she’s often in charge of us if Quinn is busy, so don’t be surprised to see us obeying them without question, and getting spanked for various and sundry reasons. As soon as I take my clothes off, you’re going to see the temporary tattoos he’s placed on me. If we go out, don’t be surprised if Dani and I are leashed. To a certain extent, we’re trying to attract other submissives, who might mate with wolves. We expect one of them to show up here. She doesn’t know about wolves yet, so if she does show up, you can’t spill the beans.”

“You get spanked?” Mom asked

“On my bare ass. It’s not as bad as it sounds. He also has a whip and paddle, although he hasn’t used those on us yet. We have safe words, so it’s not unlimited. We need his permission to orgasm, and we get five swats for each orgasm he doesn’t give us permission for.”

“Is it possible for you to hold back your orgasms?” Mom asked.

“You fucked him, Mom. What do you think?”

Mom got a dreamy look on her face. “I think you must have a very red ass.”

“Maybe you should try it, Anita?” Dad said, laughing. “I could easily see you with a red ass.”

“Maybe you should try it, Dad,” I said. “Brigitte is practicing her Dominance as well. She could swat your ass and you could be a matched set.”

“There you go, Simon,” Mom laughed. “Nothing like being ordered to lick a cunt you want to lick anyway.”

“Not just cunts, Mom. Submissives don’t get a choice on who they’re ordered to pleasure. Brigitte could order him to suck a cock, just as easily as lick a cunt. You know the wolves won’t care who’s sucking their dicks.”

“Yeah, I don’t see that happening,” Dad said. Mom nudged his arm.

Since they were naked, we soon joined them. Mom and Dad did see my tattoos.

“You look like a slut,” Mom said. “What will your friends think?”

“I have to admit I’m more nervous about being here, than any other part of my trip. I am a slut though, especially when Quinn is in full Master mode. In addition to being humiliated by his treatment, I’m also extremely aroused. Don’t be surprised if he makes me suck your cum off his cock, or if you submit, to sucking my cum off someone’s prick. He won’t make us have sex, but anything short of that, might be fair game.”

“Oh, my!” There’s those two words again. At least she left the stars off. Mom looked at Quinn and shivered. Quinn sniffed the air and his cock became erect, turning to look in our direction and smiling. He knew he had a couple bitches in heat.

“Slut, I want to fuck you.”

“Yes, Master, Which hole?” I responded.

“All of them.”

I almost climaxed on the spot, just from him saying that. I went to him, stretched up and kissed him on the lips, then dropping to my knees on the floor and started sucking. Five minutes of my blow job, before he pulled me up off the floor by my hair, then bent me over the couch, and filled my pussy in a single thrust, I was so juiced for him.

“May I cum, Master?”

“No you may not, Slut.”

By the time he pulled out of my pussy, I’d earned thirty, but all he did was shift upward to claim my ass. Before he climaxed, I’d earned another twenty. Since I hadn’t used enema equipment before my ass fucking, per our agreement, I didn’t have to clean him off. Daphne had no such restrictions, and she cleaned both Quinn and I off. He was senior wolf.

“You’ll get your spanking after supper, Slut.”

“Yes, Master.”

I looked at my parents. Mom’s pussy was dripping and Daddy’s dick was hard. It was a porn movie starring their daughter. Despite the participant, it was still hotter than hell, even with me pregnant. I knew how excited I’d be to see Quinn claim mother the way he’d claimed me.

Sleeping arrangements settled for the night, (Nat and Daphne sleeping, or not, in my parents bed), we had time to chat around the fire pit before supper. Mom and Dad were especially anxious to talk to Brigitte about her pregnancy and how everything was going for her, making plans for taking her child.

We had to check in with Gerhard tomorrow, and that was discussed. Brigitte and I were not a problem, but Quinn, Nat and Daphne were unknown wolves to the local pack, and the three other breeding bitches would smell of wolf, so they should get scented too. Mom and Dad wished to come as well. They’d been going to the compound about once a month to see and speak to Gerhard. We’d need at least two vehicles.

Mom had put together a beef stew for supper, cooking all day. She set some bowls out and told everyone to help themselves. We got our food and as mother passed the seated Quinn to sit down, he pulled her into his lap.

“Oooh, what are you doing, Quinn?” she gasped.

“Helping myself, Mrs. Huppert. I distinctly heard you make the invitation.”

He set her bowl down beside his, then seated her on his shaft. Mom orgasmed as she slid down it, still aroused from earlier.

“That one was free, because you didn’t know the rules yet. Failure to ask for permission for all subsequent orgasms, will result in five swats of my hand being applied to your bare ass.”

“Did you hear our previous conversation?” Mom asked.

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She looked at Daddy briefly, then nodded. “Good,” Quinn said.

Then as she sat there, impaled, he fed her, telling her to keep her hands on the table and not to move them at all. In addition to feeding her, he fondled her. His lips ran up and down her neck, and across her face, claiming her lips and mouth as his. His hands thoroughly inspected her body, the weight and heft of her breasts. His fingers slid down to their joined sexual organs and caressed her spread pussy lips, and flicking her bean. If he’d kept it up, she’d have orgasmed several times, but he kept interrupting his progress to give her food, and take some himself. He definitely kept her on a low boil throughout her meal.

She couldn’t take it any longer. “Please, Master, let me cum.”

“No, you may not.”

Nevertheless, knowing Mom’s need, he now began teasing her in earnest. His hands and lips were everywhere, all at once. Every time she tried to ride his cock, he told her to hold still. He warned her not to cum, then attacked her clit with purpose. She tried to hold out, she did. I could see her straining to hold back the orgasm building up in her. At the last possible moment, she succumbed and nearly screamed with the intensity of her orgasm. Quinn bent her over the dining room table and had his way with her, fucking her fast and deep. Already taken past the point of no return, she couldn’t resist the assault of his cock on her cunt, and climaxed over and over again, a string of orgasms so intense, they didn’t stop and she couldn’t stop shaking. Mom nearly passed out when he grunted and flooded her pussy with his cream.

She thought the ordeal was over, but Quinn ordered Nat to take over, and as soon as he pulled out, Nat replaced him, and with every orgasm, Quinn reminded her she was getting five more swats. It didn’t help at all, in fact, she may have orgasmed harder, if that were possible. Mom had the tablecloth clutched in her hand, squeezing as orgasm after orgasm swept through her. Nat finished, and Quinn told her to remain there.

“Do you want to attempt to reclaim your wife, Simon?” Quinn asked.

Dad got behind her and saw the cum of the two other men seeped out of her ravaged, well fucked pussy. Dad shoved his cock into the goo and fucked her. He’d been hard long enough during Mom’s fucking, he didn’t last long, but he fucked her hard, slamming as deep into her saturated pussy as he could go. Not as deep as the other men, but harder, and faster, and mother still climaxed on his cock, though not as often. Dad gasped, and froze and his cock pulsed his own seed into the mess that was Mom’s pussy.

He pulled out, his cock coated with cum, and looked at the wreckage of Mom’s pussy, fucked hard and put away wet, one would say. Dad cupped his hand under her, catching some of the cum oozing from her well fucked cunt. He looked at it, then wiped it on her ass. Brigitte was ordered to suck my Dad clean, Daphne cleaned off her mate, and I was told to clean off Master’s cock, knowing Mom’s cum was coating it. Before I could put it in my mouth, Quinn stopped me.

“Wait one,” he said.