The Werewolf Order (Erotica)

Since they had to stay naked all day at the Fergusons, they were three well fucked sluts by the end of the day, used constantly by both men and women. At nine, Quinn sent Michaela and Tiffany home to think about all they’d been through. Brigitte would drive them home, and if they wanted to continue as sluts, to be back tomorrow at six PM and strip off. They’d be given doctor’s appointments for their medical exam and taken off birth control. If they didn’t show up, they could call and Quinn would tell them how to remove the temporary tattoos.

After they left, Quinn asked Nicky if he owned her.

“Yes, Master. You own me. I’m yours to do with what you want.”

“Can I do anything with my pussy that I want?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Then I’m giving you to Brett, because I don’t live in Batavia, and he does. There’s only one restriction that he has to follow with my slut. Once each day, you must release Henry from his cock cage and give him your ass, pussy or mouth. He gets fucked once each day, no matter who else you’re fucking. Is that clear?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Once each month, you’ll call me and tell me if you still enjoy being a slut for Brett. If you do, you continue for another month. If you tell me every month for six straight months that you’re happy where you are, your ownership passes permanently to Brett. I’ll relinquish all authority over you, and you’ll be his permanently. If that happens, you’ll be permanently marked as his. He’ll pierce your nipples and pussy and put his own markings on you. When Dani gets married, you’ll be mine again while you’re at the wedding. You’ll walk down the aisle like your daughter, with my cum dripping from your cunt. Do you have any questions, slut?”

“Yes, Master. Is that why you let him fuck me so much the last couple of days, because you knew you couldn’t keep me?”

“Yes, not unless you moved to Maine. There would be risks entailed with me owning both you and your daughter. At some point, I’d probably make you have sex with her. You remaining in New York negates that possibility, so I believe this is the best alternative for you. Brett knows to keep doing the things that I’ve been doing to enhance your submission and keep you happily fucked. Tomorrow, when the other sluts return, you and Henry will go with Brett to his Batavia residence. He’s going to keep you for twenty-four hours and make sure you get fucked by at least five other men and women to break you in for regular use. Henry may get something out of it as well. It will be pretty much an orgy, with you as the center of attention.”

“Thank you, Master. Thank you, Master Brett.”

“You’re welcome. Now get upstairs in the master bedroom, spread your arms and legs and wait for me to claim you. Henry can lick your pussy to prepare you. You’re going to beg me to fuck you.”

“Thank you, Master.”

Husband and wife went upstairs, rather eagerly, I believed.

“Would you really make me fuck my mother, sir?” Dani asked.This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

“I’m more likely to make you fuck your father, since he isn’t, but it gives her another reason to be content right where she is.”

“How did you know my mother would submit to you?” Dani asked.

“I could smell her arousal increase every time she witnessed you and Jessica submitting. I suppose it was possible she’d be Dominant instead of submissive, since she Dominates your father, but sometimes one is only Dominant because the other one is more submissive. I just had to take a chance and see. She liked relinquishing her authority over Henry, just as you wanted me to take control of you for Carl.

“Brett, I’ve got NDA’a, but if you want New York breeders, you’ll need New York breeding contracts. If you don’t have any, I’ll give you one of ours as a template. For these submissive sluts, you might want to offer something like $50, 000 a puppy with a $300, 000 bonus for four. It might overcome some of their initial fear of fucking a wolf, although we might know by tomorrow night or the morning after if they’ll fuck one. Once they witness a breeding and know they aren’t going to get bitten or mauled by a wolf, they usually succumb to the pleasure.”

“I will take one,” Brett said. “We’ve never done a contract. It’s usually catch as catch can with us.”

“This works out easier,” Quinn said. “I was wary of paying women for puppies to begin with, thinking we’d get a poor class of woman who only wanted money, but you can see the women we’ve gotten so far, and I don’t believe any of them are gold diggers. I’m rather fond of all of them. I’ll let you witness some of Jessica’s magic so you can see how you might want to approach it yourself, and why having a human female promoting breeding, helps with the normal fears most women have. I think the submissives will be willing to work for cheap as long as they’ve got a Dominant controlling them, but if you want to go for a strictly pay model, you may want to up the figure significantly. The cost of living is fairly high in New York so you might need to pay close to the New England figure, but you can start lower and see how many takers you get at more modest figures.”

“Who thought of this idea?”

“My alphas, Rene and Sasha.”

“Smart wolves.”

“I would have disagreed with you four months ago, but I’m on board now.”

“I heard you went for the head alpha, twice?”

“I did, and it would have been a mistake, caused by a misunderstanding. I should have had a mate before I tried. There’s something about two heads being better than one.”

“Are you close to finding one?”

“Alas, the one I picked out is human, and she chooses not to mate with a wolf.”

“Because she doesn’t love you?”

“How would you answer that, Jessica?” Quinn asked.

Oh, good. Put me on the spot.

“It’s not that I don’t love him,” I said, finally admitting it to myself. “It’s just that I don’t see how humans and wolves can mate that easily. It’s more complicated than I’d wish on myself.”

“Ah,” Brett said. “That is a huge complication.”

“I guess he has to be satisfied with the occasional weekend submissive slut and a chance to breed me.”

Brett laughed. “I like you. I like all of you. I wasn’t sure about this territorial crossing. I expected it to be more painful. I’ve actually enjoyed it very much.”

“Wolves need to talk to each other more. Blind obedience to senior wolves seems like it causes a lot of problems. You should be allowed to question a decision, even if you have to later obey. It should be like a safe word. Let’s talk about this and reach consensus, then obey the consensus. You’re not taking advantage of the various, rather lengthy, life experiences of your pack. I’m not a wolf, so what do I know, but there was a lot of hostility to pack politics that might have been quickly and easily resolved with some dialog.”

“She’s not wrong,” Quinn said, “and I was responsible for much of it.”

“That’s almost blasphemy,” Darlene said.

Quinn laughed. “Isn’t it though. I’m becoming more open minded on the subject.”

We said goodbye to our guests and went upstairs. Once again, the night ended with Nicky begging for cock. Dani was back in my bed since her mother wasn’t in it. Brigitte practiced her Dominant skills on us. We both licked her pussy a lot. I could see Brigitte settling into her Dominant role quite easily. Angela would be happy with her.

******

Since Nicky would be gang fucked later, Quinn pretty much left her alone the next day in terms of her pussy. She still had to pleasure everyone orally except for her two daughters. We were going to order pizza so no one had to cook. When Brett came to collect them, he brought her a blanket, which is all she was going to be allowed to wear to Darlene’s, and by extension, Brett’s place. Henry got to wear his normal clothes. Brett gave Quinn the information on the doctor the pack wanted the sluts to use. They left at 5:45. At six, Tiffany and Michaela were knocking on the door.

As soon as I let them in, they stripped off and knelt on the floor.

Tiffany said, “Master, we both thought it over, and we’ve agreed to be your submissive sluts. We enjoyed being your property yesterday.”

“Lovely. We’re ordering pizza for supper. Tell Dani what you want on your pizza. When the pizza arrives, you’ll both answer the door naked and let the delivery driver in. If the driver is male, I want Tiffany to offer him a blow job. If it’s a female, Michaela will offer to lick her pussy. You’ll also give them a twenty for delivering the pizza, but offer to make it fifty if you can pleasure them. I want to see some true slutishness portrayed. Rub your pussies, squeeze your titties, whatever you can do to entice them into accepting your oral offering. We’ll take care of business after we eat. While we wait, lick some pussy.”

I personally thought Tiffany would have an easier job of enticing a male to take a blowjob, especially if they got more money with it. I assumed that most women might be a little hesitant to accept such an offer, especially with other people in the house. I wouldn’t have done it in the past, though at the current time, I might. It depended on how safe I felt, I suppose.

The order was made and forty minutes, and four pussies apiece later, the doorbell rang. Both women got up to answer. It was a woman. Michaela invited her in. She looked askance but sidled in while Tiffany took the four pizzas to the dining room.

“Miss,” Michaela said, “I’m currently being trained to be a slut by my Master. He said I needed to offer to lick your pussy. I know you might feel hesitant about such an offer. I know I would have before I became Master’s submissive, but I can give you a twenty dollar tip, if that’s all you’ll take, or I can give you a fifty dollar tip if you let me lick you.”

“Right in front of everybody?”

“We can use one of the bedrooms upstairs, or if you’d like to stay close to the door, the others will go into the dining room. You don’t have to do anything back, just accept oral pleasure.”

“Are you any good?”

“I’d never done it before three days ago, but I’ve licked thirty or forty pussies since then, including four right before you arrived. It’s their cum on my face right now. My partners seem to enjoy it, and think I’m getting better.”

“This economy sucks, so fifty dollars sounds pretty good right now. Clear the room.”

Quinn said, “We’ll save you some pizza.”