Mated to the Pack Ch. 15

Nat was stroking Dad's head as he gasped and unloaded, a sign of his pleasure for his blow job. Mom had been going crazy on Quinn's cock as she watched, and the orgasm she had as Nat released, must have been special indeed, she screamed so loudly. Quinn was pumping his own load into my mother, thrusting hard and deep with each spasm of his cock and balls. Gretchen's hand clenched mine, and she turned and kissed me, which I returned. The room was quiet.

Brigitte got up and walked to my father, knelt down beside him, and kissed him, sharing Nat's cum. "You did well, cuckold. I'm very proud of you. I feel I trained you right. You have my permission to cum, and since your mouth will be full, you don't need to ask for permission."

"Thank you, Mistress."

"Welcome to the ranks of cocksuckers everywhere. Kneel on your hands and knees and soon, your ordeal will be concluded."

Dad got on his hands and knees. As expected, Quinn took Dad's face. What surprised me was that Gerhard crawled underneath him to take his cock. It was the subservient position, and Gerhard was the most senior wolf here. But it was also the position that rendered Dad's fear of fucking his father-in-law, nearly inert. Not only would Dad be unable to see him, but Gerhard was taking on himself the active role in the proceedings. Dad's role would be passive. He wouldn't be sucking Grandpa's cock, nor getting fucked by it. Grandpa's dick wouldn't even be involved.

Daphne helped Nat reach another erection, then helped lube Dad's ass and her mate's prick. All three men acted at roughly the same time. As Nat pushed through my Dad's pucker, Quinn fed him his cock, and Gerhard began sucking. Grandpa sucked Dad to two orgasms, before the two men who'd just climaxed released a second time, one in his ass, the other in his mouth. Grandpa had done such a good job, Dad was working on his third erection before they finished.

"My slut has asked for permission to fuck you, cuckold," Quinn said. "She's a horny bitch and I don't feel I should deny her. Take her upstairs and do your best to satisfy her. You both have permission to cum."

"Thank you, Master," Mom said, taking Dad's hand and helping him off the floor. They quickly went upstairs.

"Janet," Gerhard said, "it's time for your first triple penetration. I will be claiming your ass first. You may choose the others for your mouth and cunt."

"Nat for my mouth, after he cleans off his cock, and Quinn for my cunt, Master."

"Clean his cock off yourself, so you're sure it's clean to your satisfaction," Gerhard said.

They went to the first floor bathroom where we heard water running as Janet washed his cock with soap and water. When she returned, Quinn told me that I'd be punished for taking off earlier with Gretchen, and not teaching Janet how to cleanse herself.

"Yes, sir. I apologize. I'll make sure I take care of that before she leaves tonight."

"Janet, you won't be able to ask for permission to cum with your mouth full. We'll assume that you would ask if you could. You may assume that you got permission for half of the times you orgasm, and that you'll be punished for half the times you did. I want you to keep track of the number of orgasms you have, and tell me how many. I will keep track as well. If you lie about the number, you'll be punished some more, so keep track."

"Yes, Master."

Gerhard removed the plug from Janet's ass, and she was surprised when Gerhard licked her ass after she mounted Quinn's cock. Wolves did a lot of things I wouldn't do. She was made airtight, and the number of orgasms she had seemed countless. Janet was even more of a slut than I was, apparently. She had a lot of fun getting fucked in all three holes.

Gretchen and I played with each other's pussies as we watched. The other ladies ended up licking each other in some form or another. What can I say; we all loved sex in all of its forms. It took quite a while for Quinn and Nat to cum. They'd been busy boys this morning. Gramps actually orgasmed twice in Janet's ass before they both climaxed once. Janet never once seemed uncomfortable with Gerhard plugging her bottom. She'd been well stretched before he claimed it.

After the three men finished, Gerhard licked all the cum leaking from her two nether holes, and it was a lot, particularly leaking from her ass, then he picked her up, and cradled her in his arms, sat, and cuddled with her as a proper form of aftercare.

"How many times did you orgasm, Slut?" Gerhard asked.

"I'm sorry, sir. I tried to keep track, I really did, but there were times I couldn't tell when one orgasm stopped, and another began. There were times it felt just like one long orgasm."

Gerhard laughed. "I couldn't keep track either. You're right. They all seemed to run together. What would you say if I said you'll be punished for fifteen orgasms?"

"I'd say you were going easy on me, Master. It seemed like far more than thirty if I'm being honest."

Gerhard laughed again. "Probably, but we'll say fifteen nevertheless. You should probably be able to sit down and eat at supper."

"Thank you, Master." She kissed him, hugging him around the neck.

"Slut," Quinn said to her. "Would you be unhappy if I gave your submission to Gerhard?"

"No, Master. I'd be both honored and thankful if Gerhard accepted my submission from you."

"That's good, as I wasn't going to be able to fit you in my SUV anyway. We're packed in like sardines as it is. You may consider Gerhard as your new Master from now on. You may quit addressing me as Master, and address me as Mr. Whelan from now on."

"Thank you, sir."

"There's some paperwork you need for your new Slut to sign, isn't there, Gerhard?"

"There is."

"Before she signs the other, you may wish her to sign this. It's a standard slave contract for her submission to you. It's done up in rather generic terms, but you can adjust it as you both see fit."

Quinn handed over two copies of the contract, one for each of them to read over. They both read it over, Janet in Granddad's lap. I saw Gerhard's eyebrows raise a couple of times, and wondered what he'd questioned. I soon found out.

"It says here that I can whip my slave's cunt and breasts?" Gerhard asked.

"It does, though it's not what you might be conjuring in your mind. I'll demonstrate on one of my other three sluts, excuse me, two, as Jessica is currently out of the running while her collar is off, as she's with Gretchen. You'll see that it's not as bad as you might imagine, and you're always able to delete or change any wording which you're uncomfortable with. Do you have a problem as well, Slut?"

"I'm not sure, sir. I've seen movies of it being done, and it didn't look all that bad, but I am apprehensive. Perhaps those fears would be allayed if I saw a whipping in person."

"That will be done. There's a lot of things you need to be exposed to today. That will be one of them."

Gerhard gave her the NDA to sign. She read it over carefully.

"Is this really necessary?" Janet asked "A lot of people are in Dominant/submissive relationships."

"It's not for that," Quinn said, "but something entirely different. We'll tell you what that is after you've signed it."

Janet read it again. "Wow, criminal prosecution. This thing is tough."

"It's from the federal government," Gerhard said. "It's why the language is so tough."

"Okay, I guess I'm in." She signed. Gerhard collected it and signed as a witness.

"You want to take it from here, Jessica. You're so good at this."

"Let Gerhard up, then sit down, Janet. I don't want you to fall down."

She got up and Gerhard did too, then she sat down again. Mom and Dad had finished upstairs and were coming down the stairs. They paused, halfway down.

"Everyone who can shift, shift," I said,

Quinn, Gerhard, Nat, Daphne, Ingrid and Dawn all shifted to wolves. Welcome to the world of weird, Janet. Her jaw dropped in stunned silence.

Gerhard looked at Janet, panting. I called Quinn to me and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"What you're looking at, Janet, are shapeshifters. In the normal parlance of fairy tales and popular fiction and movies - werewolves. The US government has a treaty with the various werewolf packs around the country. They must keep their identity secret, and are given the means to do so, in the form of IDs which reflect their apparent ages, instead of their actual ages. Due to the genetics of shapeshifters, they are unable to procreate and create other shapeshifters without the help of humans. A human has to mate with a shapeshifter to create another shapeshifter. In their human forms together, they create humans. In their wolf forms, they create normal wolves. If they attempt to crossbreed, they're infertile. A wolf shape must mate with a human to create werewolf puppies.

"Puppies, when they are born, look human. The doctors and nurses wouldn't be able to tell, but they mature far more rapidly than a human child. They become apparent adults around the age of seven to eight, considered mature the first time they shift. If you have a puppy, they must be given to the pack to raise for that reason. Dawn is eleven, and adult, sexually mature for at least two to three years. Both Gerhard and Quinn are in their mid-hundreds. You will die before your Master will, despite his age. His life expectancy is around three hundred years, and he'll remain hale and hearty, relatively unchanged from his current appearance, until the last three or four years of his life, at which point, he'll rapidly decline.

"Gerhard is pack leader to the Northern Wisconsin wolf pack, under the Upper Peninsula wolves, headquartered in Marquette. Quinn is lead tracker and hunter for the New England pack, which is located in the New England states, primarily Maine as the largest and most wooded. My mother is the result of an accidental breeding with my grandmother. She's half wolf, and I'm a quarter, although neither of us has the ability to shift, as we're completely human. She was created from a human form mating with her mother. Gerhard is her father, and my grandfather."

That startled her somewhat, but she still didn't speak.

"Quinn kept asking if you'd be willing to bear children as a submissive. It is the hope of the wolves, that you'll consent to mate with a wolf male and have puppies. You'll be paid money for each puppy you create for the pack. You won't be held to that promise if you decide you can't have sex with a wolf. They know that many people would have a problem doing so. As wolves, they're not much different than they are as humans. Having sex with one will be different than fucking a person, but not so much you can't enjoy it.

"All of the pregnant women you see in the room, with the exception of Brigitte, are pregnant as a result of a human/wolf breeding. Brigitte is pregnant as a result of her accidental conception before she believed she would be fertile. My father is the father of her child. She is sixty years of age, older than my mother is, but can continue to have children until around 270 or 280 years of age. Once she got pregnant, she can no longer shift. Shifting puts too much strain on the fetus, so pregnancy hormones, end her ability to change forms. She's stuck as a human until she delivers.

"You obviously, can't discuss this information with anyone. That's why you signed the NDA, not because of your submission. If you choose not to breed with wolves, Gerhard can remain your Dominant, and only fuck you as a man. It would be his hope you might eventually change your mind if you enjoy yourself with him. You won't ever be raped, or harmed by a wolf. It's not their way, and in fact, you'll enjoy the protection of all members of the pack from anyone else. Brigitte is my bodyguard, Ingrid is Gretchen's. Nat and Daphne are Simone's. The others also have protectors, but they couldn't come with us.

"Gerhard would be one of your bodyguards if you choose to remain. When his duties call him out of town, he'll either take you with him, or assign another to you. You become a very precious commodity when you choose to breed for the pack. Their numbers have declined, which is the reason they choose to pay for puppies. I'm going to have them change back. I'm sure you have more questions. Shift."

Suddenly, the wolves were gone and the humans rose to their feet.

Finally, Janet spoke. "Holy Fuck! This feels like a dream."

She did indeed have a lot more questions and they were all answered truthfully.

"Can I witness a wolf/human breeding?" Janet asked. It had to happen. I don't think any rational person could proceed without knowing what they were getting into. I was about to volunteer, as I had so many times in the past.

"Master, breed me," Mom said. "I wanted to experience some of my wolf heritage. Fuck me as a wolf."

Quinn gave a deep bow. "I'd be honored, lady."

"How do I do this?" Mom asked.

"It's best if your pussy is about wolf cock high, usually on the edge of a bed or chair," I said. "It's good if they have somewhere to put their paws other than your body, which is what the bed or chair is for, instead of just getting on your hands and knees on the floor."

Mom sat down in a chair and scooted her ass to the edge. "Like this?"

"That will work, slut," Quinn said. He shifted, his cock already hard.

He moved to my mother and began licking her pussy, even swirling his tongue deep inside of her. Quinn gave her a couple orgasms that way, and she even remembered to ask for permission to cum, Quinn woofing in response and Brigitte telling her she had his permission. Mom was wet and drippy when he stopped. He moved forward and put his front paws on either side of her. His cock found her prepared pussy, and he thrust forward, penetrating her.

"Fuck, I'm going to cum, please let me cum, Master."

He woofed a couple times and Brigitte said she didn't need to ask for further permission. He kept driving forward, thrusting several times to get deeper inside of her. With one last push, all of his unsheathed cock was inside of her. He began licking her breasts and nipples, and Mom held on to his lupine head, stroking his cheeks, rubbing his ears and neck.

"Oh, shit! I feel his knot forming inside of me. I'm so fucking full right now. Jesus, Jessica, I didn't know it would feel this good. Oh, my." (Those words again.) "That's heavenly."

Quinn began the jerky thrusting, now locked to my mother, her hips yanking with each thrust, squealing each time she orgasmed. Ten minutes later, Quinn orgasmed, and mom did too, feeling the warm cum flow deeply inside of her. Quinn remained knotted, and he continued to lick her breasts, peaked with her desire. When I thought Quinn would breed her again, he shifted, and it was his human cock buried to the hilt in my mother. He kissed her, and she allowed him to possess her mouth, even as he started thrusting again, claiming her pussy all over as a man.

He fucked her long and hard, making her beg for his cock, finally cumming again. He licked all of his cum from her as a man, lapping up their mutual cream.

"Wow," Janet said. "That was amazing. Gerhard, I'd be happy to give the pack puppies."

Gerhard kissed her. "Thank you, Janet. You'll be properly rewarded tonight."

"As a wolf, or a man?"

He smiled. "Your choice."

Quinn got a phone call. He saw who was calling. "It's Jessica's high school friend, Patty. Can the wolf chatter. Slut, take care of your husband. He needs relief."

I looked at Dad, and he did appear to need relief. Mom's fucking apparently got him worked up again. Mom immediately went to him to suck his cock.

"Hello, Patty, It's good to hear from you," Quinn said. "I've got you on speaker. I was wondering if you were going to call or if you'd chickened out."

"Chicken out? You think I'm a chicken?"

"Not really. I just thought you'd call earlier. You did say you were busy, and I apologize if you thought I was denigrating you in any way."

"That's better. You still available to party?"

"I live to party, if you're talking about fucking. If you're talking about something else, I'm not interested."

"Oh, I'm definitely talking about fucking, baby. I need me a man. Seems like everyone I meet, is squarely nothing more than a boy."

"Well, we're kind of having a party now. Everyone is naked and having a good time."

"That does sound like a good time. How many men you got"

"Four."

"How many women?"

"Nine."

"Don't sound like enough men to me."

"The women have been known to keep each other company while they're waiting. I can assure you; you'll have as much dick as you can handle."

"Honey, you have yourself a deal. Where do I get me some of this dick?"

"Patty, Jessica here. We're at my folk's place on Boom Lake." I gave her the address. "Am I misremembering, but did you not like dogs?"

"Damn straight. One bit me as a kid. Had to have stitches."

"There's a dog here. Very well trained, very well behaved. It can do tricks. I can guarantee you won't get bitten, but if you're scared, I suppose we could lock it up."

"I ain't scared of nothing. You say that dog won't bite, I take your word for it. It bite me, I'll shoot the damn thing myself."

"Okay. Just wanted to make sure you wouldn't run away if you saw it."

"You ever see me run from anything, Jessica?"

"Can't say I ever did. Mostly you ran toward the finish line. Do you care if some of the women lick pussy?"

"I don't care what they do as long as no one tries to make me lick one."

"How soon before you get here?"

"Probably 5:30."

"We'll order pizza. You want anything special on yours? We usually have lots of meat."

"Meat's good. I like meat, as long as it's not one of those Hawaiian pizzas with the ham and pineapple."

"Got it. We'll see you at 5:30 then."

As soon as I hung up, Janet said, "She doesn't know about wolves either?"

"No one knows about wolves unless they sign the NDA," I said. "Patty is not submissive, Gerhard, but she seemed interested in taking money for breeding. I don't know if she has a job, or if she's trying to supplement her income. She was engaged to a white boy, whose parents threatened to cut him off if he married her, so he backed out. As you can probably tell, she likes fucking, or at least talks a good game. I think she enjoys it, but still has to brag a little. I suspect her fiancé dumping her was a bit of an ego squasher. She's relatively smart, B+ average in school, but talks street. Not a lot of black folks in Rhinelander, so she was pretty much an outsider, who ran track.

"I think the way to Patty's womb, is plenty of hot sex, talking her up, making her feel good about herself, and you might want to bring in some black wolves like Nat, maybe give her a couple black bodyguards, or at least one. We'll need Dawn to shift to a bitch, and remain so for now. Don't take her back to her house tonight. Leave her here so Patty can get used to having a wolf around. We'll probably have her do some tricks, even ones most dogs couldn't pull off, like getting a beer out of the fridge or something. I think what might really impress her, is telling Dawn to protect her, and then have people pretend to threaten her, and have Dawn defend her. Turn a canine from biter to protector. Sex and money are the way to go, but ease her fear of furry beasts before spilling the beans. I doubt she'd fuck a wolf with her current fear of dogs, but if we turn a lupine into a friend first, I think she's a possible.

"The fact that she was a runner in school, and still looks like she keeps it up, may open up a possible play. Maybe have a wolf go on runs with her, keep her safe, or feeling safe. Make one her pal. We'll probably be gone before that happens, but who knows."

"You're one smart cookie," Quinn said. "That was a very perceptive recap. I tend to agree with her, Gerhard."