The Werewolf Order (Erotica)

“Pay attention,” I said. “What you just signed, is a legal obligation, never to reveal what you’re about to learn to anyone, even your families, eventual spouses, lovers, friends, anyone at all, without severe consequences to you both. I know of one person who did, and he disappeared, never to be seen again. I don’t know what happened to him, but I imagine it wasn’t pleasant. No one. Ever. Everyone who learns, needs to sign the same non-disclosure agreement you just signed. Quit drooling over my Master’s cock and answer that you understand.”

They both looked at me for the first time, then said they understood.

“Good. All along, you should have been reading paranormal romances. Your new Master is a shapeshifter, a werewolf. He’s going to shift now, so prepare yourselves. It’s very fast. Shift, sir.”

Quinn shifted, and both women scrabbled backwards on their backs.

“Fuck!” Angelica exclaimed, when their backs were against the wall.

“He’s not a danger to you. He’s not going to bite you, or eat you, except for oral sex, which you’ll both love. Werewolves aren’t the only shapeshifters out there. Others exist, but not as well organized as wolves, who have a treaty with the government. You saw in your Google search, that Quinn was some kind of bounty hunter. He’s the main hunter/tracker of the New England pack. He hunts down rogue Weres for the US government, through their treaty with the pack.

“Most of the people dining with us tonight were also wolves. All the men are except for one, my husband, who’s my normal Master. He and Quinn swapped slaves for our cruise. Five of the women are human, breeders for the pack, because werewolves need human women to breed. That’s why Quinn asked you so quickly if you would breed. If you wouldn’t agree to be bred, you wouldn’t be here now. You still have the right to refuse breeding, now that you know you have to fuck a werewolf, but you can never speak of this to anyone, ever. Master, shift.”

Quinn rose to his feet towering over the two women, still on the floor. He reached down his hands, and helped them to their feet.

“Why do they need human women to breed?” Angelica asked.

They got the whole story. “So you’ve had three puppies?” Angelica asked when I got to the end.

“This is my pregnancy break. I’ll start breeding for my fourth after I get back. Lenore will be going for her second when we return. We’ve both had two human children, so I’m a little behind the other women who became surrogates with me. My friend, Gretchen, has already had all four of her puppies.”

“And I can only fuck one as a wolf?” Bonita said.

“For puppies, when you’re fertile. You’ll fuck them as men or women most of the time, either when you’re not fertile or pregnant. If you fuck a wolf in his human shape, all you can have is another human. My grandmother did that, and my mother is fully human, as am I. My husband is the result of two wolves mating as humans, also fully human. The only way to have a werewolf puppy is a wolf mating as wolf with a human.

“A benefit of their expanded life span, and their frequent fucking, is they’re very, very good at fucking. You’ll never have better sex than you will with a wolf, in his human shape. Even as wolves, they’re very good at sex. I’ve never not had an orgasm while fucking a wolf, in any form. Now, if you don’t want to be bred, Master will fuck you now and send you on your way. The only way he’ll continue as your Dominant, is for you to agree to be bred.”

“Can I see it, a wolf breeding?” Angelica asked.

Not an unreasonable request. “Lenore, above me in a sixty-nine.”

I lay down on the bed with my head near the edge, and Lenore climbed over me, with her pussy right at the edge. Quinn shifted again and I helped steer his wolf cock at his target, and he lunged forward, thrusting deeper until he was fully seated, before I started licking Lenore. Lenore described the mating process, the knot forming inside of her, locking her and the wolf together. The mating took about fifteen minutes before Quinn flooded Lenore’s pussy with his lupine spunk. Rather than remaining knotted, Quinn shifted again to his human shape, and pulled out, a torrent of cum beginning to flow out of Lenore’s pussy, which I quickly gathered in my mouth.

Lenore had climaxed four times during her mating, three of those times might have been directly attributable to my licking, as I usually only experienced one directly from a single wolf orgasm, perhaps two or three, if the wolf remained knotted for a second breeding.

“That was so hot,” Bonita said.

“Do you agree to be bred, for the money discussed at dinner?” Quinn asked.

“We agree,” Angelica said, “but I’m curious, why wouldn’t a local pack do our breeding?”

“The nearest pack headquarters is in northern Georgia,” Quinn said, “although they may have closer sub packs. I don’t have a clue if there are wolves in Miami itself. Too much swamp and not enough forest. If you’ve never heard of wolves in Florida, there probably aren’t many werewolves either. We frequent the same places. There might be Were panthers near Miami, but we don’t know much about them. They have the same breeding problems we do. I haven’t heard of other Weres offering money for babies. Pack politics makes it more feasible for us than other Were animals, as we share our income. Individual packs offer different amounts of money for breeders. I don’t know what the Georgia pack would offer, but we offer what we do for puppies because we can afford it. Other Weres usually seduce human women for a breeding.”

“Senior wolves are naturally Dominant, so make good Masters or Mistresses for submissive sluts such as yourselves. It’s possible some wolves from the North Georgia pack reside in Miami, so I don’t know if there are senior wolves around to take charge of you two sluts, although I intend to make inquiries.”

Angelica nodded. “What do you want us to do, Master?”

“I want each of you to lick my other two sluts, and while you do so, I’m going to take turns fucking your slutty cunts. As much as possible, concentrate on the pussy you’re licking, as you won’t have permission to cum, and you’ll be spanked for each orgasm you have. Concentrating on the pussy instead of the fucking, might make the spanking less severe. When I finally cum, the one I orgasmed in, will clean my cock, while the other one cleans a messy cunt.”NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Lenore and I got in the middle of the bed where the two new sluts would have their asses close enough to the end of the bed, so Master could quickly shift from one slut to the other. I really had to wonder how much they’d practiced on each other, because they weren’t bad as pussy pleasers. Quinn let them lick us to two orgasms, because he knew they’d lose some focus when he plunged into their soggy cunts. As soon as I had my second. Angelica gasped as Master filled her, in one swift stroke she was so wet. I was right, she lost focus quickly. He fucked her to one orgasm, than moved to Bonita. She orgasmed as soon as his prick entered her pussy, so he shifted back to Angelica.

“Hey, no fair,” Bonita said. “You fucked Angelica longer, sir.”

“Don’t cum so fast, slut,” Master replied. “I’m switching every orgasm. That’s five swats, too, so you might want to hold off on your next orgasm as long as possible.”

Bonita moaned and kept licking.

Angelica was doing a better job on me during her second fucking, realizing what her new Master was looking for. Plus if she could ignore Quinn’s fucking as long as possible, she got fucked longer, so she was trying to concentrate on what she was doing to me, instead of what he was doing to her. She held out for five minutes this time, and four of those minutes, were primo licking minutes. She didn’t really start to lose it until her orgasm started.

Bonita, on the other hand, was a total slut, and climaxed her second time within a minute of her second fucking. Lucky for Lenore, she was getting a good licking while Quinn was fucking Angelica, because she certainly didn’t get it when Quinn was fucking Bonita.

In all, Quinn fucked them to ten orgasms apiece, taking around forty minutes in Angelica’s pussy, and seventeen minutes in Bonita’s to give them those ten. He climaxed in Bonita, and Bonita cleaned Master’s cock. Angelica showed no hesitation when told to clean her twin sister’s pussy. Unfortunately for Bonita, she climaxed two more times without permission as her sister licked Master’s cum up.

Master gave Angelica a fifty swat, bare ass, spanking, while she lay over his lap and kept her hands and feet on the floor. Bonita got sixty, then climaxed during her spanking, and got another five added to it.

Before Master sent them both home, he explained to them his expectations for the next week.

“Both of you need to shave off all of your pubic hair. You need to go to a sex shop and purchase a five plug set of anal plugs to prepare you for anal sex. Make sure the largest one has a diameter slightly larger than my cock at the widest point. You should stick a plug in starting tomorrow and increase to the next largest size every day, then stick the largest one in a few hours every day until I claim your asses. Save the receipts and I’ll reimburse you for the cost.

“I’m going to text the details of the flight we’re taking back to Maine next week. I need your phone numbers to do so. I might also give you other instructions during the week. Buy tickets for the flight, and send me the cost. You’ll be reimbursed. We arrive back at the port the day before we fly out. Expect to spend the night with me that night serving me and other members of my pack.

“You may kiss and finger fuck each other to one orgasm every morning, and lick each other to a single orgasm every night. It’s the only sex you’ll be getting, so enjoy it, unless I specify otherwise. You’ll be punished for any other orgasms you have without my permission, so keep track. Do you have questions?”

“Do you want us to get collars identifying us as your property, Master?” Bonita asked.

“You never, ever, put on your own collar. Your Master will buy it and put it on you, usually while you’re kneeling in front of him. If I had an extra one on me, I’d collar both of you sluts. If you want, you may get a temporary tattoo, not permanent, but temporary, of a wolf, and place it where it’s visible. Only I get to decide on permanent marks on my submissives, not you, so don’t get a permanent tattoo.”

“Yes, Master.”

“Kiss my cock, and then you may leave.”

They both knelt down and kissed his cock, thanked him for accepting them, and left, giggling like schoolgirls.

“They’re interesting, sir,” I said.

“Aren’t they though,” Quinn replied. He turned to me, with lust in his eyes. “Now, let’s give you two a proper fucking.”

And fuck, did he ever.

After another good shafting in the morning. Quinn walked to a nearby PetSmart and bought out their supply of dog collars, twenty-six of them that would fit human necks as well as dogs’. When we met the others to board the ship, he gave three of them to Connor, six to Rene and five to Sean, keeping twelve for himself.

Lenore and I were dressed like sluts again, as we couldn’t be naked until the ship left port, but we were on leashes. Our group boarded the ship together, and Lenore’s leash was held by Rene, and Rose’s by Conor, so that all of the men would be seen as Dominants not just Quinn and Sean. Conor, while not yet an Alpha wolf, had been around enough Alpha’s, including his own father, to know what to do with a submissive human.