The Werewolf Order (Erotica)

Nat was stroking Dad’s head as he gasped and unloaded, a sign of his pleasure for his blow job. Mom had been going crazy on Quinn’s cock as she watched, and the orgasm she had as Nat released, must have been special indeed, she screamed so loudly. Quinn was pumping his own load into my mother, thrusting hard and deep with each spasm of his cock and balls. Gretchen’s hand clenched mine, and she turned and kissed me, which I returned. The room was quiet.

Brigitte got up and walked to my father, knelt down beside him, and kissed him, sharing Nat’s cum. “You did well, cuckold. I’m very proud of you. I feel I trained you right. You have my permission to cum, and since your mouth will be full, you don’t need to ask for permission.”

“Thank you, Mistress.”

“Welcome to the ranks of cocksuckers everywhere. Kneel on your hands and knees and soon, your ordeal will be concluded.”

Dad got on his hands and knees. As expected, Quinn took Dad’s face. What surprised me was that Gerhard crawled underneath him to take his cock. It was the subservient position, and Gerhard was the most senior wolf here. But it was also the position that rendered Dad’s fear of fucking his father-in-law, nearly inert. Not only would Dad be unable to see him, but Gerhard was taking on himself the active role in the proceedings. Dad’s role would be passive. He wouldn’t be sucking Grandpa’s cock, nor getting fucked by it. Grandpa’s dick wouldn’t even be involved.

Daphne helped Nat reach another erection, then helped lube Dad’s ass and her mate’s prick. All three men acted at roughly the same time. As Nat pushed through my Dad’s pucker, Quinn fed him his cock, and Gerhard began sucking. Grandpa sucked Dad to two orgasms, before the two men who’d just climaxed released a second time, one in his ass, the other in his mouth. Grandpa had done such a good job, Dad was working on his third erection before they finished.

“My slut has asked for permission to fuck you, cuckold,” Quinn said. “She’s a horny bitch and I don’t feel I should deny her. Take her upstairs and do your best to satisfy her. You both have permission to cum.”

“Thank you, Master,” Mom said, taking Dad’s hand and helping him off the floor. They quickly went upstairs.

“Janet,” Gerhard said, “it’s time for your first triple penetration. I will be claiming your ass first. You may choose the others for your mouth and cunt.”

“Nat for my mouth, after he cleans off his cock, and Quinn for my cunt, Master.”

“Clean his cock off yourself, so you’re sure it’s clean to your satisfaction,” Gerhard said.

They went to the first floor bathroom where we heard water running as Janet washed his cock with soap and water. When she returned, Quinn told me that I’d be punished for taking off earlier with Gretchen, and not teaching Janet how to cleanse herself.

“Yes, sir. I apologize. I’ll make sure I take care of that before she leaves tonight.”

“Janet, you won’t be able to ask for permission to cum with your mouth full. We’ll assume that you would ask if you could. You may assume that you got permission for half of the times you orgasm, and that you’ll be punished for half the times you did. I want you to keep track of the number of orgasms you have, and tell me how many. I will keep track as well. If you lie about the number, you’ll be punished some more, so keep track.”

“Yes, Master.”

Gerhard removed the plug from Janet’s ass, and she was surprised when Gerhard licked her ass after she mounted Quinn’s cock. Wolves did a lot of things I wouldn’t do. She was made airtight, and the number of orgasms she had seemed countless. Janet was even more of a slut than I was, apparently. She had a lot of fun getting fucked in all three holes.

Gretchen and I played with each other’s pussies as we watched. The other ladies ended up licking each other in some form or another. What can I say; we all loved sex in all of its forms. It took quite a while for Quinn and Nat to cum. They’d been busy boys this morning. Gramps actually orgasmed twice in Janet’s ass before they both climaxed once. Janet never once seemed uncomfortable with Gerhard plugging her bottom. She’d been well stretched before he claimed it.

After the three men finished, Gerhard licked all the cum leaking from her two nether holes, and it was a lot, particularly leaking from her ass, then he picked her up, and cradled her in his arms, sat, and cuddled with her as a proper form of aftercare.

“How many times did you orgasm, Slut?” Gerhard asked.

“I’m sorry, sir. I tried to keep track, I really did, but there were times I couldn’t tell when one orgasm stopped, and another began. There were times it felt just like one long orgasm.”

Gerhard laughed. “I couldn’t keep track either. You’re right. They all seemed to run together. What would you say if I said you’ll be punished for fifteen orgasms?”

“I’d say you were going easy on me, Master. It seemed like far more than thirty if I’m being honest.”Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

Gerhard laughed again. “Probably, but we’ll say fifteen nevertheless. You should probably be able to sit down and eat at supper.”

“Thank you, Master.” She kissed him, hugging him around the neck.

“Slut,” Quinn said to her. “Would you be unhappy if I gave your submission to Gerhard?”

“No, Master. I’d be both honored and thankful if Gerhard accepted my submission from you.”

“That’s good, as I wasn’t going to be able to fit you in my SUV anyway. We’re packed in like sardines as it is. You may consider Gerhard as your new Master from now on. You may quit addressing me as Master, and address me as Mr. Whelan from now on.”

“Thank you, sir.”

“There’s some paperwork you need for your new Slut to sign, isn’t there, Gerhard?”

“There is.”

“Before she signs the other, you may wish her to sign this. It’s a standard slave contract for her submission to you. It’s done up in rather generic terms, but you can adjust it as you both see fit.”

Quinn handed over two copies of the contract, one for each of them to read over. They both read it over, Janet in Granddad’s lap. I saw Gerhard’s eyebrows raise a couple of times, and wondered what he’d questioned. I soon found out.

“It says here that I can whip my slave’s cunt and breasts?” Gerhard asked.

“It does, though it’s not what you might be conjuring in your mind. I’ll demonstrate on one of my other three sluts, excuse me, two, as Jessica is currently out of the running while her collar is off, as she’s with Gretchen. You’ll see that it’s not as bad as you might imagine, and you’re always able to delete or change any wording which you’re uncomfortable with. Do you have a problem as well, Slut?”

“I’m not sure, sir. I’ve seen movies of it being done, and it didn’t look all that bad, but I am apprehensive. Perhaps those fears would be allayed if I saw a whipping in person.”

“That will be done. There’s a lot of things you need to be exposed to today. That will be one of them.”

Gerhard gave her the NDA to sign. She read it over carefully.

“Is this really necessary?” Janet asked “A lot of people are in Dominant/submissive relationships.”

“It’s not for that,” Quinn said, “but something entirely different. We’ll tell you what that is after you’ve signed it.”

Janet read it again. “Wow, criminal prosecution. This thing is tough.”

“It’s from the federal government,” Gerhard said. “It’s why the language is so tough.”

“Okay, I guess I’m in.” She signed. Gerhard collected it and signed as a witness.

“You want to take it from here, Jessica. You’re so good at this.”

“Let Gerhard up, then sit down, Janet. I don’t want you to fall down.”

She got up and Gerhard did too, then she sat down again. Mom and Dad had finished upstairs and were coming down the stairs. They paused, halfway down.

“Everyone who can shift, shift,” I said,

Quinn, Gerhard, Nat, Daphne, Ingrid and Dawn all shifted to wolves. Welcome to the world of weird, Janet. Her jaw dropped in stunned silence.

Gerhard looked at Janet, panting. I called Quinn to me and wrapped my arms around his neck.

“What you’re looking at, Janet, are shapeshifters. In the normal parlance of fairy tales and popular fiction and movies – werewolves. The US government has a treaty with the various werewolf packs around the country. They must keep their identity secret, and are given the means to do so, in the form of IDs which reflect their apparent ages, instead of their actual ages. Due to the genetics of shapeshifters, they are unable to procreate and create other shapeshifters without the help of humans. A human has to mate with a shapeshifter to create another shapeshifter. In their human forms together, they create humans. In their wolf forms, they create normal wolves. If they attempt to crossbreed, they’re infertile. A wolf shape must mate with a human to create werewolf puppies.

“Puppies, when they are born, look human. The doctors and nurses wouldn’t be able to tell, but they mature far more rapidly than a human child. They become apparent adults around the age of seven to eight, considered mature the first time they shift. If you have a puppy, they must be given to the pack to raise for that reason. Dawn is eleven, and adult, sexually mature for at least two to three years. Both Gerhard and Quinn are in their mid-hundreds. You will die before your Master will, despite his age. His life expectancy is around three hundred years, and he’ll remain hale and hearty, relatively unchanged from his current appearance, until the last three or four years of his life, at which point, he’ll rapidly decline.

“Gerhard is pack leader to the Northern Wisconsin wolf pack, under the Upper Peninsula wolves, headquartered in Marquette. Quinn is lead tracker and hunter for the New England pack, which is located in the New England states, primarily Maine as the largest and most wooded. My mother is the result of an accidental breeding with my grandmother. She’s half wolf, and I’m a quarter, although neither of us has the ability to shift, as we’re completely human. She was created from a human form mating with her mother. Gerhard is her father, and my grandfather.”

That startled her somewhat, but she still didn’t speak.

“Quinn kept asking if you’d be willing to bear children as a submissive. It is the hope of the wolves, that you’ll consent to mate with a wolf male and have puppies. You’ll be paid money for each puppy you create for the pack. You won’t be held to that promise if you decide you can’t have sex with a wolf. They know that many people would have a problem doing so. As wolves, they’re not much different than they are as humans. Having sex with one will be different than fucking a person, but not so much you can’t enjoy it.