The Werewolf Order (Erotica)

I barely woke up as Master got up for work. I had to drag Lenore out of bed again, but she was glad she didn’t have to run outside. We went downstairs since it was raining and worked out there. I hoped Sean wasn’t having a bad time of it out on the ocean. Since we weren’t outside, all of us were naked.

“Why are you working out every day?” Lenore asked.

“If I’m going to be pregnant all the time, I want to get back into shape as quickly as possible or I’ll end up a fat blob. It’s easier to get back in shape if you’re in shape before you start.”

“Hurry up,” Brigitte said. “We have to go shopping. More work, less gab. Pet, on the treadmill. Jessica, sparring. It’s been awhile.”

We did a brisk forty-five minutes of back and forth, attack and parry, without rest to get the cardio we needed, in addition to the self defense. Pet managed to get three miles on the treadmill, although she walked half of it. Still, it was about a 1/2 mile more she was running than a couple days ago. We took a quick shower, dressed, and piled into the SUV for the trip to Portland.

Pet was dressed in the clothes she arrived in, less underwear. “I can’t go shopping dressed like this,” she complained.

“For that whine, you have to expose yourself to someone,” Brigitte said. “Do you have any more complaints or would you like to walk through the store naked?”

Pet shut up. On the way, she whispered, “Have you ever gone out like this?”

“Dressed more provocatively than that, and with Master leading me around on a leash. Don’t be surprised if he does the same to you. One day, Quinn took me somewhere with a transparent blouse with pasties covering my nipples, and temporary tattoos that said ‘Slut’ on my breast, and ‘I don’t know who the father of my child is’, on my pregnant belly. They could be read through the blouse.”

“Why would you allow him to do that?”

“Because I wasn’t at home, hundreds of miles away, and it didn’t make any difference what people would think of me, because I’d never see them again. Another time, we were in a room at a restaurant that was closed to the rest of the place, but had a big glass window that people could see into. Mom and I had to expose our boobs to the other guests across the table, although we weren’t visible to the other patrons because our backs were towards them. The three waiters and waitresses who waited on us did though. Mom and I had the Lush toys in our pussies and we had to ask for permission to cum. This was just after Mom and Dad decided to move to Maine, so people who knew them saw Mom walk into the restaurant on a leash, and one of the waitresses serving us had played cards with them before. While it was somewhat humiliating to go out like that, it was also exciting. I don’t remember how many orgasms I had, but it was a lot. There is a sexual thrill to be had from a little bit of exhibitionism, at least if you’re not arrested for it. Let’s face it, how did you feel when you had to masturbate for everyone on Saturday while the food was cooking? Was it all humiliation, or were you also aroused?”

“I was so aroused, it was hard not to cum.”

“Same thing. You’re letting the slut out, the bad girl who’s not afraid of what people think about her. We’re going to be picking much sluttier clothes than these. You can expect to be seen by other people, strangers you don’t even know. I say, own it. Walk into the place like it’s yours and there’s no one else there but you, and don’t care what people think.”

“Oh, God.”

“Is your pussy wet?”

“Probably.”

“Let me see.” I stuck my hand under her skirt and went straight up her leg until I hit wet. “Leaking like a sieve.”

Brigitte laughed. “Just like you, slut.”

“Just like me,” I admitted.

“What are your sizes?” Brigitte asked.

“Medium top, small bottom, but extra long for the legs.”

Brigitte laughed again. “As if you’ll wear anything but skirts and dresses without panties as Sean’s slave slut bitch. He wants to lift your dress and shove his cock in you anytime he wants, without having to strip you naked. What’s your dress size?”

Lenore gulped. “I need a ten for my bust, but otherwise an eight.”

“When we get to the store, find yourself appropriate exercise clothes, then you and I are going into one of the dressing rooms, and you’re going to lick my pussy while Jessica finds you a couple slutty outfits, one more casual and something for dining out. When she brings the clothes she’s picked out, she’s going to wait until there’s someone else in the dressing room area before she opens the door, or pulls back the curtain, so they can see you on your knees worshipping my cunt. She’ll hand us the clothes, making sure whoever sees you for a couple seconds, then close the door again.” Lenore started to speak, but Brigitte cut her off. “If you protest, she’ll leave the door open while you change your outfits. Your choice, two seconds or while you change clothes?”

Lenore kept her mouth shut.

“Good choice.”

That was good. I could see Sean doing that to me. We went to a nice women’s clothing store, with a good assortment of clothes of all kinds. Lenore picked up some exercise clothes which would hold her boobs nicely, then went with Brigitte into one of the changing rooms, ostensibly to try on her new exercise clothes, but in reality, to lick pussy. The dressing room had like a half door, so you could see a couple of feet below the door, enough that someone could see Lenore on her knees in front of a seated woman, so more exposed than Lenore hoped.

I found the perfect little black dress with a short hemline, and a halter type top with a deep plunge to her navel. Since she needed a larger size up top, I got the ten and the eight, with a belt for the ten to make it more slimming down below. Be interesting to see how well she fit in the eight.

I found a crop top tee in a medium size, but also grabbed a small, because it might look extra slutty if it was too tight, which would leave a lot of underboob showing, especially with her bust, and a short skirt that looked like it might go with a tennis or golf outfit, and would only go halfway down her long thighs. She’d have to be very careful not to flash pussy in that outfit.

Going to the dressing room, I could hear soft moans coming from behind it and some slurping. The clerk they left to monitor the dressing rooms was staring at the scene below the door, widely spread feet with female legs kneeling between and in front of them. Since we had our audience, I opened the door, passing the clothes through it, letting the clerk get a two second eyeful of Lenore lapping pussy, before closing the door again. Lenore’s face was very red with the glimpse I saw of her. I imagined the rest of her body was even redder.

“Have you ever seen anything like that before?” I asked the clerk.

“A couple times, although that was the longest I’ve ever seen it.”

Each time Lenore tried on something new, Brigitte would open the door and show us.

“Do you think this top is too tight?” Brigitte would ask. The size eight LBD.

“It keeps her boobs from wobbling,” I said.

“Maybe you’re right,” Brigitte said, hefting Lenore’s boobs. “Her nipples sure stick out, don’t they?”

“Maybe you should quit fondling them,” the clerk said.

“I’m not sure that would help,” Brigitte laughed. “They’ve been like bullets ever since she got in the dressing room.”Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Of course, Lenore was aghast with us having this conversation, her face flaming. Brigitte laughed and the process was repeated with the larger dress.

“What about this one?”

“Her breasts will definitely wobble in that one. Might even fall out if she’s not careful,” I said. “I like it though. It gives her Master a little room to reach in and paw her breasts.”

“I like it too,” the clerk said. “She looks hot.”

“Like a slut?” Brigitte asked.

“Definitely.”

“You want her to lick your pussy?” Brigitte asked.

“Not while I’m at work, but I’m off on Wednesday.”

“I believe we’re going out to dinner on Wednesday. Do you just do pussy or do you do dick too?”

“I’ll do either one,” the clerk said. “My name is Maisie.”

“Give me your card, Maisie, and I’ll give you a call to see if we can arrange for your oral satisfaction. We’ll take these two outfits, and the exercise things. You can put the others back.”

We gave Maisie the items to ring up and walked out of there with a thoroughly humiliated and aroused Lenore. We stopped for a quick lunch on the way home, and all afternoon, since it had cleared up from the morning’s rain, we sunbathed nude at the end of the dock, and Brigitte made Lenore, sit up with her legs spread, so everyone could see her in all of her naked glory. Me, I was nude too, but didn’t much care. The way I looked at it, I was on my property and could pretty much do what I wanted, although sometimes, I laid on my stomach, other times my back, and other times, sitting up like Lenore, so she wouldn’t feel all alone.

When Sean got home, Lenore had to give him a fashion show before he fucked me, and made Lenore clean us up, then he fucked Lenore and she’d been so wound up by her day, she was multi-orgasmic, cumming often as he drilled her wet pussy. I was tasked with cleaning her up. She didn’t get permission to cum, so she was punished for it, but after he spanked her, he let Lenore punish me for practice, thirty swats with The Enforcer, closely watching to make sure she didn’t hurt me. Satisfied she’d done well, he licked his slave slut to four permitted orgasms for being such a good girl. Nor did she have to sleep at the foot of the bed.

“Tomorrow, Jessica’s father has got control of you, Pet. I understand he’s got something special planned for you. Just do what he tells you. Be a good Pet and you’ll be rewarded.”

“Yes, Master. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, my Pet. By the way, I wanted to tell you your parents will be coming for dinner on Friday night. I want you to plan something they’d like to eat.”

“Please, Master, don’t make me go naked in front of them. Don’t make me fuck or suck you in front of them.”

“I’m not sure your parents would approve if I did, but I was surprised by my parents, so we’ll see what happens when they arrive. Maybe they’re more liberal than we’re aware.”

******

Dad arrived on the boat he’d purchased, pulling up to the dock with Mom, Rafiki and Nat. I suspected Lenore was going to enjoy some interspecies, and interracial sex. They called us when they arrived, and we left Brigitte and Angela at the house, while Alicia joined Lenore and I in walking down to our dock and climbing into the boat, buck naked. Mom was also naked, although the males all had swimming suits on, Dad with board shorts, but the two black wolves sporting Speedos that showed all they were packing. And as soon as Lenore got on the boat, the two wolves developed erections.