The Werewolf Order (Erotica)

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I didn’t join the Mile High Club, not that flight anyway, not if it had to have intercourse to join, as we didn’t get to do that. I did pull a blanket over his lap and suck him off a second time, and several people saw the blanket bobbing up and down over his shaft, but no one said anything, although one of the flight attendants in our section of the plane had a big smile on his face for us as we deplaned.

As planned, Master removed my collar after we landed, as I was back to two weekends a month as his submissive slut. Gretchen and Ingrid stayed for the next few days, and that first weekend, she went to some clubs in Portland to see if she could find a girlfriend. She brought a girl home with her, and they dated a few months, but eventually the distance between Portland and Quinn’s house became too much for them, especially after Gretchen started to show her new pregnancy, and they drifted apart. She threw herself into her painting.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Sean called me on Friday, the next weekend that I was supposed to submit to him.

“Hello, honey. To what do I attribute you calling me during the day? I’m not usually that lucky.”

“Hello, Pussycat. Are you paying attention?”

“Yes, Master.” My pussy started leaking.

“I’m bringing someone home tonight and they’ll be spending the weekend. I want you to prepare a nice dinner for our guest, then prepare yourself. I want you naked and in your Hotah harness, with a freshly charged Lush in your pussy. I’ll knock before entering, so you have time to kneel by the door with your collar in your hand. I’ll collar you and we can start the weekend off right with a nice blow job.”

“Yes, Master. Is it anyone I’ve met before?”

“A complete stranger to you. I knew them for about a year before meeting you.”

“Sounds delicious, sir. I look forward to serving as best I can.”

“Do you care if it’s a man or a woman?”

“I leave it to your discretion, sir. You’re aware of the rules of the game.”

“We’ll see you later, Pussycat. I should be home around six.”

“Yes, sir. I’m shivering in anticipation.”

He laughed and hung up. Alicia and Brigitte helped me clean the house from top to bottom, and put on a nice roast with whole red potatoes, onions, carrots, green beans and a fresh garden salad. I opened a bottle of red to let it breathe that would go good with the roast, although only two people would be drinking it. Baby on board, and wolves, weren’t conducive to a lot of drinking. I might have a couple sips, but no more.

At five, I showered and shaved, putting on the harness I’d received from Hotah and Makawee, although I left my hands free for the moment. The collar was sitting right beside the door, and I had the Lush in my pussy ready to be turned on when Master got home. I got real antsy as it approached six, and I knew I was to meet someone new as a submissive slut, and was practically dripping with need. Both Brigitte and Alicia were dressed in something loose and easy to take off, but I was the only one bare.

As Master said, he knocked a few minutes before six, and I was on my knees on the floor beside the door with my knees spread wide, exposing all of myself to our mystery guest. Alicia and Brigitte were setting the table.

Master came in with a woman around my age, dark brown hair in waves around her face, more boobs than I had, a curvy waist and hips. Nice. She had on a knee length dress, and it didn’t look as if she had a bra on, as the bumps of her nipples through the silky material was substantial.

She blushed when she saw me so exposed on the floor, but not as much as I expected, so I knew Master had informed her I’d be naked. Master took my collar and put it around my neck, locking it on, and I was his for the weekend. Not just his, though, theirs.

“Pussycat, this is Lenore. You are to obey her this weekend as you’d obey me, unless I give an order directly countermanding hers.”

“Yes, Master. I’ll obey her as I would you.”

“Why don’t you stand up and give her a good look at her plaything this weekend, Pussycat.”

It wasn’t a request, it was an order, so I quickly stood at attention with my legs spread wide, exposing my wet thighs. Master and Lenore walked around me, inspecting the many fine points of his slave, and I do have many. Master pointed out my firm breasts with the big, turgid nipples, my great ass, my humid slit, the mouth I would use to pleasure them with all weekend.

He pointed out the toy in my pussy and told Lenore he would show her how to play with it later.

“You’re right, Sean,” Lenore said. “I can see we’re going to have a lot of fun this weekend. I can barely contain myself. I’m almost as wet as she is.”

“I’m putting you in charge of whether the slut gets to orgasm this weekend, Lenore. She’ll need to ask for your permission. Of course, being the libidinous slut she is, she frequently cums even after being denied permission. She’ll receive five swats for every orgasm she has without permission, and since you’re in charge of her orgasms, you’ll apply the spanking she receives when she does. I’ll show you how to do that, as well. Is dinner ready, Pussycat?”

“In five minutes, sir, it will be ready to be served. You can start on salad if you wish.”

“Five minutes should be all you need to suck off your Master, Pussycat.”

“Yes, sir.”

Master was already hard. I extracted his nice cock and began laving my attention on it, while Lenore watched. As good as I was, the timer signifying the roast was done still went off before he did. Brigitte took it out of the oven and plated everything for dinner. I extracted a whole day’s worth of cum from my Master’s balls, and swallowed every drop. I was also ensuring he could fuck his ex longer when he took her to bed.

“I’d like you to wait on us while we eat, Pussycat. Alicia and Brigitte, could you please eat in the kitchen, and give us the dining room?”

“Of course, Sean,” they said, and they got some food for themselves as I said, “As you wish, Master.” They took over half of the roast, but it was a big one, leaving plenty for us.

Master and Lenore sat near each other at the head of the table, and I dished up food and poured wine for them. Both of them felt free to stroke and pet me as I did so. When they had food, Lenore told me to get under the table and lick her pussy until told otherwise.

I crawled under the table and slid Lenore’s dress up her luscious thighs until I exposed her pussy. She wasn’t wearing underwear either. She was trimmed, but not bare. I was used to the wolves’ lush pubes, so had no trouble navigating Lenore’s neatly trimmed thatch. She had three very nice orgasms as she ate.

At that point, Sean turned on my Lush, and explained the controls on his phone to Lenore, then dished her up more food. As she ate, and I licked her pussy, she played with the controls, learning how to use them to control her plaything. While I licked, I had to stop twice to ask for permission to cum, getting it once, but not the other. After Lenore, had four more orgasms, I was finally allowed to remove my face from Lenore’s fragrant, and very wet pussy, dish up some food and pop it in the microwave to heat up. I wasn’t allowed to wipe my face, so faced my Mistress with her pussy fluids glazing my face. Master pulled me into his lap and fed me as Lenore continued to play with the controls. Twice more, I orgasmed, once with permission, one without, as Master fed me.

As he fed me, Master said, “Lenore is the last woman I dated before I met you, Pussycat. Ever since you told me on our honeymoon, that when you were my submissive, I could fuck anyone I wished, including ex-girlfriends, I’ve thought about this. I contacted Lenore and she said she wasn’t dating anyone and would love to be a friend with benefits. She’s provided me with proof that she’s disease free and just finished her period, so I can fuck her bareback. You will be expected to keep her pussy clean for me all weekend. She’s really looking forward to fucking me while you’re licking her pussy, although she doesn’t plan on licking yours.”

“Yes, Master,” I moaned, Lenore still playing with my controls.

“Although she’s never done it before, Lenore has also agreed to try anal sex with me tomorrow, and you’ll be expected to keep her ass clean for me as well. You’ll help her prepare.”

“Yes, Master. May I please cum, Mistress,” I moaned, starting to shudder on the cusp.

“No you may not, slut,” she replied, flicking her finger up and down Master’s phone, making the Lush do marvelous things to me.

I gave it the old college try, but still orgasmed in a minute or so, shaking on Master’s lap as I had the strongest orgasm. Oh, this was so fucking devious and totally Dominating of my Master, giving me to his old girlfriend to play with. I was in heaven.

I cleared the table and put away food while Lenore continued playing with the toy. If not for the fact I had to ask for permission to cum, I might have dropped dishes a couple of times, Lenore was grasping the controls so well. I usually had enough warning to set things down if it was going to be too big. I was kept hyper alert. Lenore continued to give me permission about one out of every two times I orgasmed, but I’d still earned a forty swat spanking before they were done with me.