Mated to the Pack Ch. 14

Traveling to the home of Randa, where her mother, MJ, is divorced and lonely. They help MJ take revenge on her ex. They meet another submissive after they leave, who agrees to follow them to Wisconsin. This chapter contains oral sex, anal sex, lesbian sex, interracial sex, interspecies sex, Dominance and submission, group sex including double penetration. My thanks to JohnnyGalt and Steve150177 for their help editing my literary musings.

Mated to the Pack, Ch 14

Road Trip - Pennsylvania

Randa's mother, MJ, for Margaret Jane, lived in Indiana, Pennsylvania, a small town around 35 miles ENE of Pittsburg. I know, what a joke that was. 'Yes, I live in Indiana, not that Indiana, but the city in Pennsylvania.' Essentially, we continued on I-90 to Buffalo, then got on US-219 and drove South. We stopped in a small town called Bradford, just over the state line. We grabbed food inside, Dani and I on a leash and wearing our Lushes again, which Quinn had put on random speed and intensity changes.

Our slutty behavior got another bite, but Quinn told her he was passing through, but he'd have a Dominant contact her if she was interested in a local Dom. It was close enough to the state line, he didn't know if it would be under the New York or Pennsylvania packs. He took her info. He'd run it by the Pennsylvania pack when we met their representatives just outside of Indiana, at an even smaller town called Penn Run. Around Du Bois, we got off US-219 and got on US-119 instead.

The most unusual part of the trip was the road to Indiana passed through Punxsutawney, PA, home of the famous weather predicting groundhog, Punxsutawney Phil, and one of my favorite Bill Murray movies, 'Groundhog Day'. We didn't dawdle passing through, and it was closer to Thanksgiving than Groundhog's Day.

Randa's parents were divorced, and it was her mother who lived in Indiana. Her father lived in Pittsburgh, but he planned to make the trip out one day on the weekend, bringing his new wife to meet his daughter. Randa didn't think we were going to run into the craziness that greeted us in New York, although she couldn't say with certainty.

"I'm not sure what kind of mischief my parents got into before their divorce, and certainly nothing since, except Dad getting remarried. I understand his new wife is a lot younger than my mom, like the trophy wife, I guess."

We stopped at a wooded rest stop, shortly after buying the food so the wolves could slip off and run, which they hadn't done for a few days. Brigitte stayed close with her gun loaded with silver bullets since she couldn't shift. That took about an hour, and all of the pregnant women sitting alone drew some attention, but not enough anyone came looking for trouble.

Back in the SUV, Quinn had Dani and me in the third seat again, and taking turns sucking his cock until he climaxed. He made sure Dani got the prize this time, not wanting to play favorites.

"How many movies have you sent to Conor?" I asked Dani after she swallowed Master's goo.

"Three, about one every other day," she replied.

"Has Carl seen them?"

I asked this because in order for Carl to watch one of Dani's movies, Carl had to either suck Conor's cock or get ass fucked.

"Every one," Dani chortled. "He loves seeing his sweetie getting nailed even more than he hates sucking a dick."

"Have you told him about your real father yet? Or that your mom cuckolded the man you thought was your father?"

"I did."

"What, if anything, did he say about it?"

"He thought it was pretty interesting, and liked Quinn turning my mother into his slut, just like I was."

"Has Conor sucked him off at all?"

"Once with the second movie. I asked Conor to do it and say it was a gift from me. He appreciated it."

"Are you going to invite Peter to your wedding?"

"I'd have to invite his whole family. I can't just invite him, and he certainly can't walk me down the aisle without spilling the beans to his missus and kids."

"He might want to be there. Does he have any other daughters?"

"He had two boys and one girl. The girl was the middle child. She's not married yet. I heard rumors she was a lesbian. Don't know if they're true or not."

"Maybe you should ask him if he wants to attend?"

"Maybe. I'm not sure. I don't feel very close to him."

"Is it because when you were growing up you thought your mother was having an affair with him, cheating on your father? That he was a bad guy, even though you know now, he wasn't. He was only doing what both of your parents wanted him to do. If you're going to hate Peter, you almost have to hate our Master, because he fucked your mother too, right in front of him. Made your mother lick your juices off his cock, which by the way, was arousing as fuck to me. I think wolves are warping me."

Dani thought about that for several minutes. "You might be right. You're definitely right about the arousing as fuck part. It was almost as if Mom was licking my pussy by proxy. How the hell do you come up with the shit you pull, Master?"

"A misguided youth," Quinn laughed. "You don't fuck for a hundred and twenty-five years without learning some damn strange sex shit."

"I think I got an extra two orgasms out of that fucking, just because I knew Mom was licking my cum off your dick, Master."

"Maybe I should have had you lick her cum off me. I'm still not sure I shouldn't have you fuck your pretend father. Do you think Carl would get off watching the man who walks you down the aisle fucking you first."

Dani shivered. "You're fucking twisted; you know that, sir? He may not be my biological father, but he raised me. He is my father, as far as I'm concerned."

"Is that any different than you fucking your brother-in-laws if they're groomsman at your wedding? They're not related to you either, but they are Carl's family. I'm not sure I see much of a distinction."

"Maybe I should rethink that whole thing, but I do have the perfect solution, Master. You can prohibit me from having sex with anyone you don't want me fucking. Take it out of my hands. Toss Carl another bone. I think you fucking me just before I walk down the aisle, and first on my wedding night should be sufficient torment, don't you?"

"Like you making him suck a cock or get ass fucked so he can see movies of you fucking other people? Maybe I should have Carl fuck your mother, or your father. He would, you know? Your mother definitely would."

That was Dani's idea, although Quinn was the one who informed Carl that was his choice.

"I wonder how I'd feel watching Carl fuck my mother?" Dani asked. "It hasn't really bothered me about him fucking Lisette, or sucking all those cocks, but I haven't really let him fuck other women that much, sir."

"I understand the cuckold dynamic. You let me know when you figure it out," Quinn said.

It almost sounded as if Quinn felt sorry for Carl, although sorry might be the wrong word. His sexual experience gave him insight into cuckolding. I knew Quinn did things that he knew Carl liked, but Carl liked a lot. But it was as if there were some lines he didn't think should be crossed. This coming from the man who'd set me up for a gang bang the first time I was at his house. Had he been so angry before he didn't give a shit, but was starting to imagine the consequences of certain actions, if not to him, then to others?

If I didn't think Carl was enjoying what was happening, I would have said something to Quinn, or Dani, but he did seem to enjoy it. Did Quinn think he enjoyed it too much, or at some point he would come to regret what he was doing now. I didn't have the breadth of sexual experience he did. I was enjoying my time as his slut. Would there come a point where I'd regret what I was doing?

Even with the two delays, and stopping to buy some groceries, (lots of meat), we still arrived at Randa's childhood home around four PM. Quinn attached our leashes when we got out of the car. It was a middle income neighborhood with a lot of houses around the cul-de-sac where MJ lived. A few of the neighbors were out in the yard and watched Master lead us to the house on our leashes. MJ was a little surprised when Quinn led two slutty bitches into her home on a leash, but since neither of them was Randa, she looked, but didn't comment, content to figure out on her own if she should step in.

Randa greeted her mother, giving her a hug and a kiss. "Are either of these two gentlemen Liam or Ryan, your bodyguards?"

"More than bodyguards, Mom. I told you I have sex with both of them, and no, neither one of these men are them. We didn't have room in the SUV for everyone that would have liked to come. This is Simone Bonifay, and the couple that she's helping to have children, Nathaniel and his wife, Daphne, Quinn Whelan, our most senior bodyguard, my friends and Quinn's two submissives for the trip, Jessica Huppert and Dani Ferguson, and Brigitte O'Reilly, the other primary bodyguard. This is my mom, MJ Briggs."

Each of us hugged her, then Randa said, "Quinn would like to keep his two submissive sluts naked, but he'll defer to your wishes on the matter. In actuality, we're all somewhat comfortable nude, since all of the couples we're helping as surrogate mothers, belong to a rather large nudist group and we've gotten used to nudity, but we don't want to make you uncomfortable, so you tell us what works for you."

She looked at the two big men and said, "Let me think about it. I'm not sure if I'm comfortable with anyone being naked."

"As you wish," Randa replied.

"I only have two spare bedrooms with double beds. I'm not sure where I'm going to put you all. I thought I could put three of your single friends together in one bed, and have you and another one with me in mine. I have a queen size, but that leaves Quinn, Nathaniel, Daphne and Brigitte in the other double bed, and I'm sure Nathaniel doesn't want his wife sleeping with another man in the bed, and it would be so crowded."

"If I may suggest, Mrs. Briggs," Quinn said. "We could put Randa, Simone, Daphne and Nat in your bed, since four people will need the extra space of a queen. My two sluts and Brigitte can share one double. You can have a double to yourself, and I'll sleep on the couch. Does that sound okay to you?"

"But that would put Randa with another man in her bed," MJ protested.

"Nat is one of the men trying to have a child because his wife is infertile. I've had sex with him already, and probably will again," Randa said. "When we were at Dani's parents, I slept with the three of them. It's okay. I've had sex with Quinn too. It's not a big deal."

"Oh my goodness! Does that mean you've all had sex together, like an orgy?"

"Not all at the same time. But I've had sex with all of them, at one time or other," Randa said. "It's okay, Mom. We're all friends and it's all consensual."

"Aren't you worried about diseases and stuff?"

"Everyone has been thoroughly checked and is disease free. I wouldn't have become a surrogate mother if I had to worry about diseases. They were more worried about me having a disease. I needed a thorough medical exam before having sex with anyone."

"Er, I guess that's okay then. We can do that."

Quinn bowed over her hand, kissing it. "Thank you, MJ." He removed our leashes and we carried the three bags upstairs. Quinn went out to the SUV for the groceries, and proceeded to make supper for everyone, putting steaks in the broiler and a couple packages of frozen green beans in the microwave. Dani and I helped make a salad, with MJ there showing us where to find things.

"You didn't have to buy groceries," MJ said.

"A lot of us are on a paleo diet, and eat lots of meat, which is expensive. I don't expect you to pay for a meat diet for several people, MJ. It's not fair to you. We'll pay our own way. I'd like to make a stew tomorrow night. Do you have a slow cooker?"

"I do. A paleo diet, is that why you're all so fit and strong looking?"

"That and a lot of exercise. I haven't gotten nearly as much as I'm used to since going on the road. Several of us might go for a run tomorrow morning. We have to meet some people after breakfast, but I think a nice twenty mile run afterward might be good for us, except the pregnant ones, of course."

"Sure, you could run the tracks at one of the high schools. A lot of people just run around the neighborhood a few times."

"We'll probably go for a jaunt in some woods. The people we're meeting tomorrow live near Penn Run. They said they have some good places to run there."

"Oh, sure. There are a lot of woods around Two Lick Creek Reservoir."

"I think that's near where we're going. I'm looking forward to it."

Not unexpectedly, since I'd eaten his cooking before, the meal Quinn prepared was delicious. We ate and learned more about the local area and MJ. It was a relaxing meal, and we got along well.

When the kitchen was clean, he took his two bitches upstairs and gave them what for, for well over an hour, and not providing permission to us to cum. Of course, we climaxed anyway, often, usually loudly; loudly enough the rest of the house could hear our pleasure. Then, he put us over his knee and gave our bare asses the spankings we'd earned from our orgasms. The smacks were also loud enough to be heard in the rest of the house too, as was the limited caterwauling we were allowed when spanked.

When we came back down, MJ examined us to see if we were angry at getting spanked, but that wasn't the case at all. Quinn knew, either from experience, or some Dominant or wolflike sixth sense, when it would be too much and cause us to use our safe words, so while we were sore, we weren't upset. We'd gotten used to it.

Quinn went up to use the shower before we went to bed, and MJ asked Dani and me about our relationship to Quinn.

After a couple other questions, she asked, "Doesn't it hurt to be spanked?"

"Yeah, but not as much as you think," I said. "In thirty to sixty minutes tops, we don't really feel it anymore. We have a safe word we can use if it gets to be too much, but we've never had to use it."

"Why do it; submit to him?"

"Well, it's fun, the sex is mind blowing, but mostly, to tease my fiancé," Dani said.

"Fiancé?"

"I'm engaged to get married in three months," Dani said, flashing her ring. "My future husband is a willing cuckold. He enjoys watching me have sex with other men. I gave myself to Quinn because it takes everything out of my hands. It makes Carl feel like everything is out of his control, because it's even out of mine. It doesn't do any good for him to beg and plead with me, because I'm just doing as my Master asks, so he gets to watch me getting fucked by men with larger cocks than his, and then has to lick their cum out of my pussy. He's gotten quite good at licking pussy as a result."

"Oh, my! I could never watch my husband have sex with someone else. It seems cruel."

"Most people couldn't," Dani agreed. "But it was his choice. I told him I'd remain faithful to him, or he could undress me and in front of witnesses, place my hand in the hand of another man and ask him to fuck me. And that's what he chose to do. Part of it was imagining me getting pregnant for my surrogacy, as by the time we started dating, I'd already promised four babies to infertile couples. He became so aroused imagining me having sex with other men and his orgasms were so powerful when he did."

I added, "My reason was different. I do it because I've always been somewhat submissive in the bedroom, although none of my previous lovers were particularly Dominant. I thought I'd like to try it, and although Quinn pissed me off the first time I did it with him, we talked about what we both wanted out of our relationship and set some rules. I'm willing to explore further, but anything I haven't previously done, he needs to discuss with me first, before I'll attempt it. So far, it's only meant new people. If I haven't had sex with someone before, he needs to ask me if I'll have sex with them now, before he'll order me to."

"Like who?"

"Dani's mother. I had sex with her. An older couple that we met at a restaurant, who enjoyed what he was doing to me, which was teasing me unmercifully with a toy in my pussy, then making me ask for permission to orgasm in front of the waiters and people at the surrounding tables."

"Oh, my."

"Just out of curiosity. Why did you divorce your husband?" I asked.

"He came home one day and said he didn't love me anymore, and wanted to marry someone else. I suspected he'd been cheating on me, and I didn't want to be married to someone who didn't love me, and he gave me what I wanted, so I didn't fight him about the divorce."

"Is the new wife he married the one he was cheating with?"

"I suspect so, but I never knew who it was."

"Have you found anyone new?"

"Not really. I've gone on a couple of dates, but on the whole, they were disappointing. All the men were interested in was sex. I want more than that out of a relationship."

"Do you think your husband thinks of you as this poor, lonely little mouse who sits alone all day, twiddling her thumbs because she can't get another man?"

"Probably. It's what's happening, isn't it?"

"What if when your husband visits, you were being bedded by Quinn every night?"

"Oh, do it," Dani said. "That would be so funny, and you'll love the sex."

"Why would he want to sleep with an old woman like me?"

"You're not that old. You're younger than the old couple we met at the restaurant," I said, "and you still look nice. I'm sure he'd play along with it. Instead of you sleeping alone in the double bed, and Quinn sleeping on the couch, invite him to sleep with you. He won't do anything if you don't want him to, but if you do....?"

I let her imagination fill in the blank. Apparently, she did. When Quinn got out of the shower, a towel wrapped around his waist, he smelled the scent of arousal in the air. Let's face it, MJ wasn't the only one. His prick did what wolf pricks did when he smelled a bitch in heat. His towel was soon protruding grotesquely out from the size of his erection, and I heard MJ gasp, "Oh, My."

Dani and I prodded her with our elbows.

"Er, um, Mr. Whelan, sir. Er...I hope you don't think I'm too forward or anything, but I hate to think of you sleeping on the couch. You're, uh, so tall, and the couch isn't very long, and, uh, I don't think you could stretch out on it. Er, you're welcome to join me in my bed. Uh, you don't have to do anything you don't want to. I'm, uh, not expecting sex or anything, but, uh, thought it would be more comfortable for, er, sleeping."

Quinn glanced at me, then Dani, then Randa. We all nodded slightly in response to the unasked query.

"Why MJ, what a thoughtful and kind thing to do," Quinn said. "I'd love to join you in your bed, if it's no trouble."

"Uh, it's no trouble."

"I like to sleep nude. Would that be a problem?"

"Uh, no, I don't see that as a problem."

"Lovely." Quinn took off the towel, which wasn't really hiding much of anything. "Could you show me the way to the bedroom we're using?"

There was a sharp inhalation of breath, and MJ's hand went over her mouth, the whites of her eyes doubling in size, as she took in all of his erect, masculine glory. "Oh, my God. You're perfect."

"No one's perfect," Quinn said.

"I used to believe that," MJ said. "I've changed my mind."

Quinn smiled at her. "You flatterer. Are you trying to seduce me?"

"Can I? Is that possible?"

"Why don't you show me to your room and find out." He held out his hand.

MJ approached him and took his hand. She seemed mesmerized by his cock. "I've never seen one so big," she said.

"It does tend to fill a woman up. Would you like to touch it?"

Reaching slowly, MJ wrapped her hand around what she could. It didn't go all the way around. I'm not sure if even Quinn's big hands went around it fully.