The Werewolf Order (Erotica)

Dani was having her third before they left, and Sue was staring at her frigging fingers with a certain amount of fascination. Once the wait staff was gone, we were given a break, I’m sure just to wait until we had witnesses again.

“Are you keeping track of your orgasms and your permissions, Slut?” Master asked me.

“Yes, Master. Five orgasms, only three with your permission.”

“And you, Mother Slut?”

“Six, sir, three with your permission.”

“What happens if they don’t have your permission, Quinn?” Brenda asked.

“They get spanked on their slutty asses five times for each one they don’t have permission for.”

“I can see a lot of changes have occurred since the last time we spoke,” Brenda said to me.

“You have no idea,” I replied.

“Actually, I’m pretty sure I do,” Brenda said. “I read erotic literature. Read a lot of it while I was divorced, living at home with Tommy, and no sex myself. Let’s see, both of you are Quinn’s submissive sluts. Quinn is fucking shit out of you both and you’re very horny bitches. I can’t figure out if he’s made you fuck each other yet, but maybe I’ll get some more clues later. Simon, in return for his cuckolding by Quinn, has got his own piece on the side, a nice piece of fluff for sure. By the engagement ring on her finger, she’s engaged, and since Brigitte is shooting everything she’s doing with Simon, her fiancé is getting regular updates of his cuckolding. As she’s pregnant, she almost has to be a breeder, which makes her Quinn’s or Gerhard’s nominally, not Simon’s.”

James and Sue looked at each other. Weirder and weirder, I know.

“Gerhard has his own submissive, but she’s new. Her collar is too new and fresh. I suspect she’s going to be another breeder, if she isn’t already. Gretchen, I’m not sure about Gretchen yet. She always held a torch for Jessica. Is she on the outside looking in, wishing it was her holding a leash on Jessica’s neck, or is she being groomed for submission herself? I can’t imagine it would be to Quinn, but maybe it’s what she needs to finally take a dick, someone to slap a collar on her. The rest of them are just members of the gang, friends of the family, I guess I’ll say, but Mr and Mrs. Shriver. I don’t quite have them placed yet. Are they here just as Gretchen’s parents? Did she invite them? Or are they here because it’s more humiliating for Anita and Jessica to see their friends witness how slutty they are? Am I close?”

“I didn’t invite them,” Gretchen said.

“Fairly accurate,” Quinn said. “I’d never make them have sex with each other. They’d both safe word out of that, but they’ve done other kinky things for me.”

“Like what?” Brenda asked, leaning on her hand in obvious fascination.

“After I, and several other men, fucked Mrs. Huppert, Jessica licked their cum off my cock.”

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“And there it is,” Brenda said, sitting up, “the Shrivers are witnesses to the Quinn perversions, to jumpstart Jessica’s and Anita’s slutty pussies. No wonder they’re cumming so often. Are you planning to get collared, Gretchen?”

“No, but Jessica’s pretended to be my Mistress in order to edge me.”

“Has she spanked you? I’ll bet she did, didn’t she? I’d spank you in a heartbeat.”

“Yes,” Gretchen admitted.

“Ta-da” Brenda said, holding up her hands and sitting back in her seat. “Touchdown.”

Quinn laughed. “Would you like to learn how to operate the toys in their pussies?”

“Can I? That would be great.”

For the rest of the evening, Brenda controlled our Lushes, though Master still stayed in charge of whether we got to orgasm or not. She liked playing with the controls, even more than Quinn did. Mom and I orgasmed a lot more, and not only when the waiters were there. Of course, just having James and Sue there was more than enough embarrassment.

May I please state for the record, that placing the bratty, ex-head cheerleader in charge of the frequency of our orgasms, was not Quinn’s best plan ever, or maybe it was for him. He seemed to enjoy it. He smiled every time one of us climaxed, begging to be allowed to cum. Every employee of the restaurant probably knew what horny sluts we were, as I’m sure Lois and the other two spread the word, though only those three ever entered the room. James and Sue told Mom and me the room was getting a lot of attention from the other side of the glass wall, both employees and guests.

None of the bitches screamed, but we all squirmed, and Dani’s and Janet’s barely covered breasts, were a drawing point. I’m sure Quinn got exactly what he intended by taking us out to dinner. If my Mom and Dad had decided to stay, it might have been years before they could have lived this down, if ever, but we weren’t done yet, Oh, no.

As Quinn was paying our half of the bill, Lois said, “I’ve thought about what you asked me earlier, and I’d kind of like to see what it’s like being licked by a woman.”

And there it was. No, not quite.

“Would you like that to be a plain licking, or with a man’s cum in your pussy?”

“If that’s an option, I’d love a man’s cum in my pussy.”

He pointed at the men at the table. “You can pick anyone but him,” Quinn said, pointing to James. “We’re not sure if he plays reindeer games yet.”

She pointed at my Dad, my Mom’s husband, the one she played bridge with. “Can I have his cum in my pussy?”

“Simon, Lois wants to give your wife a tasty treat I’m sure she’s familiar with,” Quinn said. “Would you like to deposit your cum in Lois’s pussy for your wife to clean up?”

“I’ve cleaned a lot of cum out of hers, so sure, why not.”

There it was.

James and Sue looked at each other again, probably wondering what they got themselves into.

“I warned you,” I said. “Are you off home now? You’re not reconsidering coming tomorrow, are you?”

“Actually,” James said, “we were invited over to your house for coffee or a nightcap. Quinn wondered if we wanted to witness a triple penetration before participating in one.”

There it was, with whipped cream on top.

“I’m sorry,” I told Gretchen. “It snowballed.”

“Everything snowballs with you. I’m getting used to it.” She kissed me.

Mom and I were allowed to button our blouses up even with our breasts, but not higher, so when we turned to leave, we wouldn’t be flashing the restaurant. Quinn took back his phone and at least Brenda wasn’t making me cum anymore, although she and her date were coming back to the house as well. It was almost a parade of cars back to our house.

I think the Shrivers had been to our house once before, maybe twice. Again, due to my warning, they weren’t particularly surprised when everyone took their clothes off. Even Brenda and her wolf stripped. We all get tainted a little hanging around with wolves. The only ones who didn’t were Lois, James and Sue, because even Gretchen stripped off. James and Sue were surprised when Gretchen joined in the nudity. I’m sure Sue saw Gretchen nude on occasion, but other than my spanking her bare bottom this morning, (no tits), I doubled James had seen her in years.

The submissive sluts all got spanked for cumming without permission at the restaurant. All four of our asses got turned red. When Mom orgasmed twice during her spanking, it surprised all of the newbies. Lois and Sue both gasped when Quinn shoved his big cock inside of her and Mom went a little bit nuts. She was being fucked in front of her friends and husband, and it unlocked some inner she-devil. She started begging for Quinn to fuck her harder, fuck her faster, fuck her deeper. They all kept looking at Dad as she screamed for another man’s dick. His own cock was hard, but he didn’t say anything, except for Dani to get on the floor and suck him off.

“Aren’t you supposed to be putting that cream in me?” Lois asked.

“Take off your clothes,” Dad said.

“I’d like a little privacy.”

“Don’t you want everyone to see my wife sucking my cum out of your pussy. Isn’t that why you chose me instead of Quinn or Nat or Gerhard. They all have larger cocks. It could have been anyone, and you chose me. I was chosen to humiliate Anita. Unless you want to do that in private, what’s the point?”

Lois shrugged her shoulders, then started taking off her waitress uniform. Her lingerie was mismatched, but still pretty. I’m sure she didn’t put it on this morning with the idea anyone was going to see it.

Dad waited until she was naked, then he crawled between her legs and started licking her. Not only had Dad enjoyed giving cunnilingus to Mom all of their married life, (Mom told me that once), he’d gotten a lot of practice the last few days. He’d been trained by experts. The only thing he hadn’t done before submission was eat his cum out of her. Lois loved it. Maybe her husband hadn’t done it, maybe he hadn’t done it well, or maybe she just liked it,