The Werewolf Order (Erotica)

“With the pack. When I woke up after I was bitten, they had shifted and were sitting around me. I thought I was captured by another tribe. They were all naked, even the women, and without weapons and I thought they were extremely primitive. They’d been traveling as wolves, so couldn’t carry anything. One who spoke Navajo said that I would soon turn into a wolf, and I’d need to be trained as a wolf. I doubted them until after I saw them shift themselves. They began teaching me some of what I’d need to know as a wolf, although much of it would come after my first shift.”Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“What was the most difficult thing you had to learn as a wolf?”

“Obeisance and obedience to all senior wolves, particularly males, but even females to some extent, since we were a male led tribe, and having bitches order me to do things was against all that I had ever learned. Sucking cocks was the worst. Even now, I have difficulty with obeisance, but I’m older than most. I don’t do much cock sucking anymore. Most have to suck me.”

“I don’t think I could do it,” Sean said.

“When surviving is important, you do a lot of things you don’t expect. I fought constantly as a young wolf, trying to avoid sucking a prick, or sometimes, even licking a pussy. I’d be on the ground with jaws wrapped around my neck, and unless I surrendered, I’d die, so I sucked a lot more cock until I’d accept my position in the pack. Then it became a normal amount, and eventually, I rose high enough in the hierarchy I very seldom sucked a dick. It would have been easier if I’d been born into the pack and raised in pack ways. It took me about twenty years before I stopped thinking of myself as a Navajo, and realized I was only a wolf.”

“Thank you for your time, Takoda, and for answering some of my questions,” I said.

“You’re welcome, wolf daughter.”

“I like that. What would wolf daughter be in Navajo?” I asked.

“Ma’iitsoh ach’é’é. The first word stands for a gray wolf, the second for a female child. Hatsi’ works well too for daughter, but it would be more appropriate for my daughter. It’s more personal.”

“Could you write that down for me.”

“Give me your phone. I’ll type it into a note.”

Takoda quickly typed the words for me, then he turned on the recording function and pronounced the word for me. Then, he left me his name and number.

I thanked him again and hugged him, then we continued down to the bottom of the canyon. Before we started back up, I sucked my husband’s cock, because I could, as there weren’t that many people around, and I’d never see any of these people again. Alicia and Brigitte kept an eye out for park rangers, and I didn’t care about anyone else. I think one couple saw us, young and athletic, and they grinned as I drained his balls as he pumped my face.

On the way back up the trail, I asked Sean about an idea I had.

“Not in the park, where we might violate some federal law, but maybe in some bar tonight, why don’t you go in and take a seat about ten minutes before us girls enter. Order a drink, and we’ll come in and take a seat and get some drinks. Keep an eye on us and we’ll keep an eye on you. I want to see how many horny girls try to pick you up and how many randy cowboys try to score with us. Give it about a half hour to see how things go, then after we’ve chased the riffraff away, come over and sweep me off my feet. I’ll let you fuck me right there in the bar, pulling your cock out and mounting you with my skirt covering our scandalous behavior. Is that something you’d like to try?”

“What if they’re persistent?” Sean asked, though he was smiling.

“That’s why I’ve got bodyguards, baby. To discourage the persistent.”

“You’d really fuck me in some honky tonk?”

“You’re my husband, honey. Nobody could see anything, but they’d sure know what we were doing, and any guys who hit on us would be wondering what you had that they didn’t, and any girls who hit on you, would know why you didn’t take them up on their offer.”

“What if the woman is really good looking?”

“Then you have to wear a condom and I get to fuck her, too. If you can get her to agree to that, you can fuck some strange.”

“As an alternative, Sean,” Brigitte said, “put your slut on a leash and lead her into a bar with her tits hanging out and see what the reaction is.”

“Okay, two questions. What’s strange?” Sean asked.

“Strange pussy, foreign pussy, pussy you’re not usually allowed to fuck,” I replied. “What’s your second question?”

“Are you serious?”

“As my Master, you get a lot of leeway. Leeway you’ve never taken advantage of, even though it’s there. It was mentioned in passing, during your Dominant training. When I’m your sub, you don’t need to ask my permission to fuck someone. The only restriction is using a condom if they’re not a wolf, or fertile. I don’t want bitches dropping your children. You can order me to fuck someone that’s not on my approved list. I’m assuming you don’t have a problem generally, with other women. You’ve proved that to my satisfaction a number of times. If you ordered me to fuck another man, I’d have to use my safe word until I knew for sure it was something you really wanted, but if you tell me to lick a bitch’s pussy, I’d do it, no question. My Dad mentioned that you could even fuck a former girlfriend, then order me to clean her pussy, if you remember.”

“I thought he was joking.”

“Not a joke. You have freedom to do a lot when you’re my Dominant, that I won’t give you when you’re not. I’m surrendering a lot to you when I’m your sub, and that’s one of the things I surrender. If I have a problem with something, I use my safe word, and it stops until we’ve worked it out. If you bring me into places on a leash, it’s possible you’ll attract other submissives. It’s how Quinn attracted additional wolf breeders. Angela, Janet, Isabelle and Rose were all subs interested in submission more than breeding, turned into breeders through submission.

“If we find some here, we should probably give them to the local pack, but yeah, you can fuck another submissive bitch when you’re my Dominant, really, anyone at all. You just have to remember that when you’re my Dominant, you’re not my husband, you’re my Master. If you want to collar me our entire honeymoon, I’ll let you, because these are parts unknown, and far away from home, and I’m not a particularly shy person when we’re on vacation. To a certain extent, all senior wolves are fairly good Dominants because of pack structure. They’re used to ordering lower ranking wolves around, so if we should happen to find a submissive slut, I’m sure we can find someone to Dominate her. I bet Takoda could handle one.”

By the time we reached the top again, Sean decided to try one or the other, but hadn’t decided which one yet. We’d planned for our next hotel to be right outside of Zion in Springdale, Utah, and drove there after our hike. Springdale was small, population around 500, mostly serving the tourists, right outside the front gate to Zion National Park. We stayed at the Desert Pearl Inn, a double queen room with a balcony looking up at the red rock cliffs of Zion. Since it was already late, we took quick showers, changed into more provocative clothing, then Sean collared and leashed me, inserted a Lush into my pussy, and we went to the dining establishment next door, Camp Zion, which offered rotisserie style food in a campground setting around a communal fire pit.

Naturally, my skimpy attire, collar, and the fact I was being led around on a leash by my Master, attracted more than the normal amount of attention, as were the presence of the other two beautiful, tall women with us. We ordered our food, mostly meat for the wolves, and had a seat around the fire pit. There was a buzz around the pit as several people whispered among themselves as we took seats together. It got louder as I sat in Master’s lap. My pussy was dripping, I was so turned on.

Before we got our food, we got our first nibble.

A young couple, slightly younger than me, sitting across the fire pit from us asked, “Why do you have a collar and leash on?” The woman asked the question, being the more bold of the two.

“I’m a sex slave to my husband,” I replied.

“What does that mean?” the man asked, gathering nerve.

“We’re on our honeymoon and he knocked me up right after our wedding, and to celebrate, he’s put his collar on me for the duration. I’m his three hole slut, and I can’t even orgasm without his permission, which is going to be darn difficult since he has a sex toy buzzing away in my pussy this evening, hoping I’ll orgasm in front of all of you. Master, may I cum?”

“No, Pussycat, you can’t. You’ll receive a bare ass spanking if you do.”

Sean was more embarrassed than I was when he replied. This is the first time we’d ever done this publicly. He’d become much more relaxed about it before the end of the honeymoon.

“Who are the other two women with you,” another woman asked. She appeared to be alone.

“They’re my bodyguards, and the other two women Master is allowed to fuck without condoms on our honeymoon,” I said.

There was another substantial buzz after that, increasing when I said, “Master, please let me cum.”

“Five swats to your bare bum if you do, Pussycat.”

“I can’t help it, sir,” I said, clinging to him and kissing him as I obviously orgasmed in his lap.

“Why do you need bodyguards?” the original woman asked me after my orgasm ended, holding her man’s hand. “Are you famous?”

“I’ve signed a contract to provide four surrogate children to infertile couples. They’re to protect me from harm until I’ve fulfilled my contract. I have two children left to provide them, the next of them after I’ve delivered my Master’s child. The pay is quite good for having surrogate children. It’s how I’m providing income to our home.”

“How much pay?” the second woman asked again, the one alone.

“Two hundred thousand per child, and a million dollar bonus for four, but it’s not an in vitro pregnancy. I can only have the children naturally, but that’s in New England where I live.” A lingering hum from the others. “The amount may differ locally. I just spoke to a gentleman locally and they’re going to offer a similar program, but I don’t know what they’ll pay. In Wisconsin, it’s seventy-five for each one, with a three hundred thousand bonus if you provide four. I can provide a local name and number if you’re interested. Master, I need to cum again. May I please cum, sir.”

“No you may not,” Sean said, a smile on his face.

“Why does he have sex with your bodyguards?” the younger man asked again, still hand holding, but with an erection pushing at his jeans, small though it looked.