The Werewolf Order (Erotica)

We picked out two slutty matching sets of lingerie, although I told her she’d seldom wear them. Since it was late fall, she had to wear warmer things, but they were as revealing or baring as possible, thin, snug sweaters, tight shirts, She wanted to bring some jeans, but I told her that Quinn wanted her pussy immediately available to him, so shorts and jeans wouldn’t normally get worn when she was with him. I picked out the shortest skirts and sluttiest tops I could find, and the most revealing dresses.

“If you have some tight yoga pants or like biker’s shorts, you can bring them for exercise. Same for a couple of sports bras. You’ll probably be learning self-defense, and exercising a lot to maintain a nice tight figure for your Master. He has a home gym, so you might do a lot of that naked as well.” Isabelle shivered

“Are you upset at all that Quinn is claiming me as a submissive?” Isabelle asked when we were about three fourths completed with her packing.

“No, why would I be?”

“Well, he’s your Master too. I’ll be taking time away from you.”

“He’s only my Master through tomorrow, when we go home. Dani is sort of permanent, but she doesn’t live with him either. She’s permanent so Quinn has control of her fiancé, but it’s mostly so her fiancé, Carl, has to ask for his permission to have sex with Dani. You’ll learn some of this stuff. It’s kind of fun. Rose will be the only other permanent submissive staying with him, but there’s another man at his house for now, so both of you will get lots of fucking. You need to remember, you’re Quinn’s property, not the other way around. He has control of you, any sex you have, any orgasms you have. You are responsible to seeing to his pleasure and the pleasure of the people he gives you to. If he chooses to spend his time with someone else, that’s his prerogative. All you wish for is that he or she is doing a good job pleasuring Quinn in your absence. That they can do as good a job pleasing him as you can. And when he comes back to you or you to him if he gave you to someone else, thank him for giving you the opportunity to serve him, in any way you could. Don’t assume you own any part of him. You’ll lose him if you do.”

“Do you love him?”

“I do.”

“Won’t he marry you?”

“I won’t marry him.”

“Why not?”

“You’ll find out when it’s time to breed you.”

“Is Quinn the only one who’ll breed me?”

“Unlikely. You’ll probably end up like me, not knowing the identity of the father. A lot of different couples would like the opportunity to have a child. Many of them will get a chance.”

Isabelle gathered some personal items, makeup, lipstick, hairbrush. She got to her birth control pills.

“Should I throw these out?” Isabell asked.

“Not until your Master tells you to. Quinn may not want you getting pregnant yet. He may have you fucking people who shouldn’t breed you. He’ll let you know when it’s time to become fertile.”

“What’s it like carrying a baby?”

“A lot more inconvenient for fucking and spankings,” I laughed. “It’s like walking around with a bowling ball pressing on your bladder all the time.”

When we finished packing her stuff, I told her not to forget her résumé, and to do a quick, one page, double spaced outline of why she should be hired for the job.

“Remember to always listen closely to Quinn’s instructions. You’ll be expected to follow them explicitly. You may save your ass some pain. If he told you that you were allowed four orgasms, and you have five, it will cost you. Always remember to ask for permission to cum, even if you know you’ll get it. It’s like when we ate in the restaurant. He wanted to embarrass us by having us ask in front of the staff, even though we knew we wouldn’t get permission. Expect that you will be embarrassed by the things he asks you to do, like Rose having to masturbate in front of you. Get used to the taste of cum and licking pussy. You’ll do a lot of it, which reminds me; you owe me four orgasms. Brigitte is the best one to show you how to properly lick a cunt or suck a cock. She taught me how to deep throat a big dick, and she’s still the best cunt licker I’ve met.”

I sat down on her bed and spread my legs and let her lick me to four orgasms. She was getting better each time. When Isabelle finished, we went back to the living area, and a small problem had sprung up. Robert, and his wife, Katrina, had arrived to say goodbye to Simone, and found Quinn lapping up all the cum in his mother, and Daphne had been cleaning off his father’s cock. There hadn’t been any screaming, which is how we didn’t know they’d arrived. Robert was clearly upset, however. He was pacing back and forth, asking them (his parents) if they thought they were a good example to set for his own marriage to Katrina. If Robert had been paying more attention, he would have noticed that Katrina didn’t appear to be upset at having caught her in-laws fucking around outside their marriage, but instead, completely entranced by Nathaniel’s and Quinn’s cocks, both currently stiffer than boards because there were several aroused women in the room, including Katrina, who was almost rubbing her crotch, she was so turned on. Genevieve and François were standing together, still naked, their arms around each other, listening to his rant.

“Robert, shut the fuck up,” Quinn said.

“You shut the fuck up! You’re the primary cause of this mess.”

“And you’re a child.”

“What? What!”

“You’re a fucking child. You do realize your parents began having sex before you were born, and continued right through today. Some of the cum I was licking from her pussy was his. Have they ever needed your permission to have sex before?”All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

“They had sex with each other, not a bunch of perverts.”

“As far as you know.”

“What do you mean?”

“As far as you know, they’ve never had sex with anyone other than each other, but I’m willing to bet you don’t know the names of everyone they ever had sex with, and when. Why would they tell you? Do you tell your parents you fuck Katrina in the ass?”

“No.” Both Robert and Katrina looked shocked at that revelation, and somewhat guilty. Were they ashamed they liked anal sex, and wondered how Quinn knew?

“And why should you? You’re a grown up. It’s your business and no one else’s. Did you tell Katrina about that woman who kissed you at work today with the pink lipstick, who wears Gucci Guilty perfume?”

Katrina hauled off and smacked Robert across the face. “You fucking liar. I knew that was a smudge of pink lipstick on your cheek.”

“What did he tell you?” Quinn said.

“He said he just used Janine’s napkin to wipe his face at lunch, and it had some of her lipstick on it.”

“What really happened, Robert?” Quinn asked.

“Uh, my sales team put together this great presentation that landed us a huge new client. Janine got a little excited and kissed everyone else on the team, including the other women,” he emphasized. “I was just one of them.”

“That’s probably true, Katrina, for whatever it’s worth,” Quinn said. “Although he could have told you that in the beginning instead of lying about it.”

“How do you know?” Katrina asked.

“It’s my job to read people, body language, micro expressions, recognize danger or not. As far as I can tell, he’s telling the truth, although I suspect Robert guesses Janine has a little infatuation for him. It’s flattering, so he doesn’t discourage it as much as he should. I suspect she lingered a little longer in her kiss with Robert, maybe a second or so longer. It was to the cheek, though. She didn’t kiss him on the lips.”

“How the fuck do you know that?” Robert asked.

“If it was a quick kiss, I doubt that her perfume would have transferred as much scent and it wouldn’t linger as strongly as it does. I have a good sense of smell,” Quinn said to their looks of astonishment. “The point I’m trying to make, is your parents don’t owe you explanations about their sex lives. They agreed that they could experiment a little outside the bonds of marriage, as long as it was done with the knowledge and consent of their spouse. No cheating. No sneaking behind the other’s back

“You could have told Katrina that you found Janine’s attentions flattering, which is why it hasn’t come to a complete halt, but it didn’t mean anything to you and you’d never cheat on her. That would have been more honest. Your parents have been married a long time, and it’s hard not to think about the might-have-beens, and almost-weres in their life. To imagine yourself with someone else once in a while. Rather than be dishonest with one another, they chose to confront those desires and take a chance on the character and honesty of their partner. That they’ll treat sex outside of their marriage as fun and games, with no bearing on their love for each other.

“I hope like hell that if you ever look at Janine as anything more than a harmless flirt, you’ll tell Katrina, and give her the option to do the same thing, to be honest with her and not go behind her back like so many other couples end up doing. Losing trust in your partner is the greatest danger most marriages face. It’s why Nat and Daphne are happily married despite the fact your mother sucked off Nat and your father fucked Daphne. They both know it’s just sex and doesn’t mean love and commitment. And that’s why you should shut the fuck up, because it’s none of your business what your parents do, unless it starts to affect you in some way, and I don’t see that being an issue. Grow the fuck up. Oh, yeah. I’m taking Isabelle back to Maine with me as my submissive slut. That’s none of your fucking business either. Are you packed, slut?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Kneel, you need to be collared, slut.”

Isabelle knelt as Quinn’s feet and he took a collar out of his clothes, folded on the couch, locking it around her neck, then making her suck him to completion. She couldn’t take all of his cock down, but managed to swallow all of his cum. Katrina started openly rubbing her crotch while watching, though everyone’s eyes were on Isabelle sucking off her Master.

“You can put your clothes on for the ride back to the hotel. No bra, no panties. Strip as soon as you reach the room. You need your spanking,” he instructed as she finished cleaning up.