The Werewolf Order (Erotica)

I couldn’t go to bed with Mom, so Dani got to go with Master and Mom. I got Daphne and Nat. Not a bad substitute if you asked me, especially since Master told me I could cum. Nat lasted a long time when he fucked me. Long even for a wolf. He’d been a busy boy today.

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In the morning, I was licking Daphne, who was riding my face, while Nathaniel licked me. We heard my father start to get fucked, grunting as the strap-on got shoved up his ass, and Mom start to get fucked, begging for Quinn’s cock. Fifteen minutes later, Daddy gasped in orgasm, and then we heard the shower running in the master bath as people took showers. It took another ten minutes for Mom’s fucking to stop.

As Quinn shepherded Mom and Dani to the other bathroom, he told us to get our lazy asses up and start breakfast. Gretchen was scheduled to come over today, so I called and warned her about some of what was going on, and that we had another potential breeder, (who didn’t know about wolves yet), who was being trained as a submissive, so no chitchat about wolves while she was there, She agreed to arrive before nine, then I started on breakfast with my two bed mates. Lots of eggs, breakfast meat, and a few bagels for the humans. Gretchen arrived at 8:30, and I greeted her with a kiss. She was three weeks more pregnant than I was, and arrived with Ingrid, who was told that Gerhard would be here at ten.

“What’s all this shit?” Gretchen asked, seeing my collar, cuffs, and temporary tattoos.

“I’m in submission to Quinn during my trip,” I said, “except while I’m with you. He’ll be taking my collar and cuffs off once he comes down to breakfast.”

“That asshole hasn’t hurt you again, has he?”

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“Are you going to marry him?”

“A wolf? I don’t think so. I’d like to marry someone I can grow old with, but we’ll hang until I do find someone to marry. Besides, I just admitted to myself that I am smitten with him, so I still don’t know where it will go. I’m still going to date other people. I hope that they don’t mind if I get some on the side, kind of like Carl, although I’m not sure I want to be tied to anyone as submissive as Carl is. I like my men masculine and in charge. If Quinn were human, he’d be my perfect husband, masculine, in charge, and still wants and likes me to fuck other men and women. What could be better than that, variety and stability.

“I didn’t mention it to you on the phone but both Mom and Dad are in submission at the moment, and being trained as sub sluts.”

“Your parents? Both of them? To Quinn?”

“Mom to Quinn, Dad to Brigitte. She’s taking Dominant training to accept the submission of a lesbian submissive we met on the road. Anyway, if you see some weird shit, and you will, that’s what it’s about. Gerhard is going to be Dominating the potential new breeder.”

My parents, Dani, Brigitte, Simone, Randa and Quinn all came down and joined us.

“Quinn, I’m sure you recognize Gretchen from her visit to Maine,” I said.

“Ah, yes, the fierce woman who threatened to cut off my balls if I hurt you. Have you told her yet you like my balls?”

“I did, as a matter of fact. Could you please remove my collar, Master.”

“Of course, cupcake.” He removed my slave accoutrements. “It’s nice to see you again, Gretchen. I’d like to tell you how much I admired you standing up for Jessica. I genuinely believed you’d make every effort to make good on your promise. Are all our paintings ready?”

“They are. There’s a lot of them and I don’t think they’ll fit in your vehicle, so it’s probably best to ship them.”

“I’ll make the arrangements. Have you shown any of your work to Gerhard yet?”

“I haven’t.”

“You should. I have no doubt that you’ll get many more sales. Ingrid, it’s good to see you again. You’re looking as lovely as ever.”

“You’re looking as studly as ever. Has your disposition improved?”

“Yes, my surly, lobo reputation was not undeserved. I was a prick, but I hope I’ve gotten better. Is breakfast ready, Slut?”

“Yes, Quinn,” I said. “Just for you.”

He laughed again. “I doubt it. Probably some for your girlfriend here,” kissing Gretchen on the cheek.

During breakfast, Brigitte fed Dad, stroking his cock on occasion to keep him hard. Quinn fed Dani, and Mom was served her food on the floor, her hands cuffed behind her. After Mom ate, Brigitte had her suck Dad’s cock to an orgasm. I think he was being tested, as well as being rewarded. She nodded slightly when Dad asked for permission to cum.

Those who didn’t cook the breakfast had to clean up, even Quinn. I sat down in the love seat with Gretchen and we canoodled some while the others were busy. The kitchen made right; training started again. Dad had to lick Daphne while Brigitte fucked his ass.

“That’s my favorite model strap-on,” Gretchen said. “I can’t get it around my hips anymore.”

Brigitte said, “It’s getting a little tight on me as well. I might need an adjustable one next. Would you like to get your pussy licked?”

“By you, not Mr. Huppert.”

Brigitte laughed. “I’ll lick you later, but you should consider accepting. He’s getting better, but he still needs training. Maybe you can give him some pointers.”

“It does look pretty good from here. Daphne seems to be enjoying it,” Gretchen said.

Daphne did seem to be enjoying it. It seemed Dad was getting into the swing of anal sex and enjoying it more, and paying more attention to the pussy instead of what was happening to his ass. I think the fact it was two women involved helped.

Dad was getting close to an orgasm. Then Brigitte pulled out.

“Please, Mistress, let me cum. Finish fucking me.”

“Sorry, Charlie. It’s time for another introduction to male sex. Nat is going to take over. Continue licking his wife. You can pretend it’s still me with a bigger strap-on, but we’ve spent several hours stretching your asshole so you can take this. Nat, you’re up.”

Nat knelt behind Dad and eased his lubricated cock through Dad’s pucker, giving him time to adjust to the increased size, then started a slow motion ass fucking. Even the best fake dildos don’t feel like human flesh. Dad could try to imagine it was still his Mistress behind him, but I’m sure when he felt those low hanging hairy balls smacking against his, all illusion was gone. I heard Mom orgasm and saw that Quinn’s fingers were strumming a song on her pussy. Her eyes were locked on her husband though, getting a real live ass fucking for the first time.

“Go suck your husband’s cock again, Slut. Move, Daphne.”

Mom got on the floor, squirming underneath him as Daphne got out of the way. Mom didn’t even have to move. Nat was thrusting hard enough to cause Dad’s cock to slide deep into Mom’s mouth. Three minutes later, Dad erupted, and Mom swallowed all of it. Nat wasn’t done though. He kept fucking for ten more minutes before he drove deep, grunted, and released.

“That was very good, cuckold,” Brigitte said, patting Dad’s head. “You should have a break now. Go upstairs with your wife, run a hot bath and relax for awhile. If you need to, you can fuck your wife, and you both have permission to cum.”

After they were gone, Gretchen said, “Wow! You weren’t kidding about the freaky.”

“As I understand it, The first few days of submission are very important in establishing the Dominant/submissive relationship. You push against established boundaries, breaking down old behaviors and creating new ones forged on submission.”

“Your Dad isn’t planning to remain submissive, is he?”

“No, he’s only putting in four days. After that he’s kind of taking over as Dani’s controller, as Mom and I start getting paraded around town in slutty clothes and on leashes. Mom was hoping that when they took wolves to their bed, whether they be men or women, they could both enjoy the experience as equals. They thought it might be easier to break him in to male sex through submission, where he’s punished if he refuses, though he still has a safe word if he absolutely can’t proceed.”

“Has he used it yet?”

“Not yet.”

“Is your Mom going to remain a submissive?”

“She certainly seems to be enjoying it, but I don’t think so. I think that, to a certain extent, submission works better when you’re younger. Getting on your knees all the time is hard. They’ve both seemed uncomfortable if they have to remain on the floor too long. Even being pregnant or having a baby will put a damper on it. I quit going over Quinn’s lap for a spanking yesterday. It’s just too unwieldy putting my pregnant belly over his legs. I don’t even sleep comfortably on my stomach anymore. Sixty-nines have gone in the trash can, if it’s any of the other pregnant women.”

“Tell me about it. Giving up the big six-nine, is the worst thing about pregnancy other than having to pee all the time and swollen feet.”

I laughed. “Don’t worry, we can take turns.”

Gretchen smiled and kissed me again.

“I’m trying to imagine a mother as a submissive, one with a child. Your Master orders you to suck his cock, and the baby starts crying. ‘Sorry, sir. Blow job will have to wait until I change Junior’s diapers. You want to fuck my tits! The baby drinks milk from those, you shithead, you want Junior eating cum for lunch.’ No, it seems to me it’s more a young, single person’s game.” Quinn started laughing, listening to my description. “Am I wrong, sir?”

“I don’t know. I’ve never had a submissive mother, but it might be fun trying to work those details out.”

“You have me fastened to a St. Andrews cross, and you have to hold the baby up to a breast for thirty minutes so he can feed?”

“Oh, you’re right. There would be challenges, no question. I don’t think anything is insurmountable.”

“Well, I have to give my baby to the pack, so it’s not like I’m going to be feeding and diapering a baby. Might have to lay off sex for a couple weeks, at least vaginal, work my ass off to look pretty again. We’ll probably be able to play again in no time.”