The Werewolf Order (Erotica)

Dani’s Wedding

On Saturday morning, I called Sasha’s son, Sean. He didn’t answer, but I left him a voice message.

“Sean, this is Jessica, the pregnant woman you talked to about six weeks ago. I don’t have any news about your mother, but wondered if you’d like to meet. I’ll probably be with another couple, friends of mine. If you’re still interested, when would you like to get together?”

It was a couple hours before he returned my call.

“Hey, Jess, great hearing from you again. Sure, I’d like to get together. Would tomorrow be okay?”

“Tomorrow would be fine,” I said. “Want to dine somewhere?”

“The afternoon would work better for me as I have an early charter on Monday. Lunch okay?”

“Definitely, I have to keep my bowling ball fed. What restaurant would you recommend. I don’t live in Portland, so I’m not familiar with everything there.”

“You like seafood?”

“Seafood is good.”

“There’s a seafood/Italian restaurant on a boat, called DeMillo’s on the Water. Great lobster, some steaks too, if you don’t feel like seafood, everything served with an Italian flair. Two PM good?”

“Two PM is fine. I’ll see you there.”

“Great. I’m looking forward to seeing you again.”

As soon as I hung up with him, I called Sasha to let her know I was meeting with Sean tomorrow at two, and he was expecting me to bring two friends.

“Jessica, thank you. I’ll be there, but unfortunately, Rene has a thing he needs to deal with.”

“Do you want to have someone else step in?” I asked.

“No, we’ll do fine on our own. I’ll pick you up. Where are we going?”

“DiMillo’s on the Water, a restaurant on a boat in the Portland Harbor. Since we’re going to be at the harbor, maybe we could take a look at Sean’s boat.”

“Excellent idea. That might be another get together, maybe go out on his boat, bring a few others with.”

“Sounds like a plan,” I said. “I’ll see you around 12:30 or so.”

Since I’d missed Conor while I was away, I fucked him several times, then started looking for jobs again. It had been awhile. Still nothing. It was a good thing I was a breeder.

Brigitte got a phone call when we were ‘socializing’ and watching some TV that afternoon.

“It’s Angela,” she said, so we knew we had to watch what we said.

She put Angela on speaker. “Hi, Angela. You’re about five days later than I thought you’d be. I thought maybe you’d changed your mind.”

“No, Mistress. I just wanted to prepare. I ended my job, packed up the things I needed, said goodbye to my friends, telling them I’m about to start an amazing new adventure. I just flew into Portland. I need to know where you want me to be. I figured you’d be home by now.”

“Just got back yesterday,” Brigitte said. “Let me put you on hold a minute.” Brigitte did so. “She wasn’t kidding, was she? Eager to get started, I guess.”

“Apparently yes,” I replied. “But then we submissives know what floats our boat.”

“Who’s Angela,” Conor asked.

“A submissive in search of a Mistress,” Brigitte said. “Can I invite her here, Jess?”

“Sure. Being waited on hand and foot by a submissive slut would be a nice change.”

Brigitte laughed. “It sure was nice having your father be my submissive bitch. This will be fun.” She took Angela off hold and gave her my address. “When you get here, strip off and prepare to lick pussy and suck cocks. We’ll start your training immediately.”

“Thank you, Mistress. I look forward to it.”

They hung up. “Damn, I thought I’d have more time. I don’t even have a collar for her.”

“You can buy a dog collar at PetSmart, and a few other things as well, like a leash or some kind of dog tag. We have anal plugs and enema kits. About the only thing you wouldn’t have is a Lush sex toy to take her out with.”

“We’d best get a move on before they close. She should be here in an hour.”

“Conor and I will go out and pick up what you need so you can be here if she arrives before we get back.”

She kissed me. “Thanks, Jess.”

“You’re welcome.”

Conor and I got dressed and headed to the closest PetSmart in Brunswick. We picked out a nice collar, found out we could get engraving done on a dog tag and had it engraved, ‘Angela, Submissive Slut’ on three lines. I tried the collar on before we purchased it so I knew it wouldn’t rub her neck too roughly. I even found a bit gag to keep a dog from biting. I purchased that as well. By the time we got back, Angela was already naked with a plug in her ass, on her knees licking her new Mistress.

“Plug this slut’s cunt, Conor. Let’s see if she can pay attention to my pussy when hers is being stuffed.”

Conor handed me the bag, stripped and did exactly that, stuffed the slut’s pussy and started pounding her. Her attention started to wander and he had to smack her bottom a few times to get her focused again. After climaxing in her pussy, he licked up the mess. I cleaned his dick off. She’d climaxed five times without permission and was promised a spanking later.

Brigitte looked at the items we’d purchased, had her new submissive kneel and collared her. She added the tag to her collar after showing it to her. She sent her into the kitchen to make sandwiches for everyone. Angela spent the meal sitting on Brigitte’s lap being indoctrinated into her submission. After orgasming three more times on her Mistress’ fingers, she had to practice on a lot more cunt licking, and then some cock sucking.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

She received her first spanking before she went to bed, fifty stiff strokes to her bottom. Then Brigitte took her to bed and cuddled her. I got another nice fucking from Conor before I turned in.

******

Angela did her rounds again in the morning before I needed to get ready for my date with Sean. I showered and put on the best of my maternity clothes and was ready when Sasha arrived. I’d previously warned her we had a neophyte in the house so no talk of wolves whenever she came over.

“Will she be another breeder?” Sasha had asked.

“Could be. She’s another submissive slut, more lesbian, I think, but willing to obey her Mistress in fucking whoever. She’s Brigitte’s bitch, and agreed to be bred when Brigitte met her during a lunch stop on our trip. If you didn’t know, Simone’s sister, Quinn’s new submissive, may also become a breeder. She learned it would be to a wolf last night, which shocked her, so she’s processing.”

“Fascinating how you’re drawing them in.”

“When we come back, Angela can practice licking your pussy.”

Sasha laughed and hung up.

When I let her in, Brigitte came down to greet her Alpha. “Sasha, I have a favor to ask. Can you please stop at a sex toy shop in Portland while you’re there, so Jessica can pick up some things for my new slut?”

“Of course, dear. We’d be happy to,” Sasha said. “Is this your new submissive?” She pointed to the naked beauty trailing along like a puppy.

“She is. She’s quite the talented cunt licker, although she has trouble concentrating when she gets fucked.”

“Lovely girl. I’ll expect her to lick me when I get back.”

“Of course.” Brigitte gave a half curtsy. “This is my Mistress, Sasha, slut. You’ll obey her like you obey me.”

“Yes, Mistress. Whatever you say. Good afternoon, Mistress Sasha.”

“Well trained already. Impressive.”

“She’s an orgasmic little slut, so she’s earned a few swats already. I’ll text you a list of what I need, Jessica.”

“Keep up the good work.” Sasha kissed Brigitte on the cheek.

We left for our date. I entered the address in my phone so we wouldn’t have any trouble finding the place. Sasha was dressed to the nines. She definitely wanted to impress Sean. We got there a little early, so we waited at the entry for Sean to arrive.

When he showed up, I was surprised by Sasha’s restraint. She looked as if she wanted to devour him. She gave him a very friendly hug though, and I think that surprised him, not knowing what I knew, that it was his mother, seeing him for the first time since she gave him up. She stepped back and looked at him.

“You picked a good one, Jessica. He’s a very handsome man,” Sasha said.

He gave me a small hug and commented on how much more pregnant I looked than the last time he saw me. “You look good though.

“Thank you. Sean, this is Sasha Devereaux. Her husband got tied up with something important, so he couldn’t come with us today. He sends his regrets and hopes to meet you later. Sasha, this is Sean Hagerty, the man I told you is hoping to find his natural mother. I’m helping him because I was able to find my own mother’s natural father.”

“I’m very pleased to meet you, young man. Jessica told me about you. It’s a fascinating story. I hope you get to meet her someday.”

“I wouldn’t mind finding my father as well. I wonder if they loved each other, but too young for a child, or if she didn’t know who got her pregnant, and why she gave me up for adoption.”

“I’m sure that is an interesting story,” Sasha said, taking his hand as we went to our table. “You’ll need to tell me all about yourself. Perhaps I can help Jessica find her.”

We sat down, ordering drinks, water for Sasha and me, and a Geaghan Bros Red draft for Sean, which he slowly savored. It was funny going out when I wasn’t fed, or wearing a Lush in my pussy, I’d grown so accustomed to it on my trip. For lunch, Sean had the Blackened Shrimp and Corn Tagliatelle, in a Creme Fraiche sauce with chorizo and chives. I had the Pepita Crusted Salmon with a bourbon glaze served over a pumpkin sage puree. It was the most alcohol I got these days. Sasha had the Angus NY strip, rare. She also had the spicy Tuna Tartare, while Sean and I had salads.