Mated to the Pack Ch. 18

"What happened to her then? Why did you break up?" Genevieve asked.

"We didn't break up, she died. We just never formalized our love before she died, although we lived together as man and wife."

"I'm sorry. And you've never found someone else?" Genevieve said.

"Not one I can marry, unfortunately, so I'll have to be satisfied with my two insatiable sluts as long as I can."

"Simone, how many of the people you're going around the country with, have you had sex with?" Isabelle asked.

"All of them. They help keep me warm on cold nights and satisfy any sexual cravings I have."

"So, you not having Nat in your bed with Daphne, is pretty much a sop to our parents, so they don't know you indulge in threesomes with a married couple?"

Simone smiled. "Exclusively, but for one thing."

"Then why not tell our parents that and put him in your bed?"

"That would mean Quinn has to satisfy four women all by himself, and as good as he is, Nat helps keep the others satisfied as well."

"So essentially, you're all just fucking each other all of the time?" Isabelle said.

"Essentially. It's not like I can get any more pregnant, or even that the women could get me pregnant. It's just fun, and we know how to have fun."

"I want to see Jessica get a spanking," Katrina said. "I've never seen a grown person get a spanking."

"Since it is bare assed, not without the permission of François and Genevieve," Quinn said, "unless you come to the hotel where we're staying tonight. Dani also requires one. Jessica is not the only one who orgasms without permission."

"If you can't have orgasms without your Master's permission," Nina asked, "what do you do when you're masturbating and he's not around?"

"During the time that I'm in submission, I don't masturbate. I don't have sex with anyone, unless Master directs me to," I said. "Given my increased level of arousal from my submission, it can be very frustrating if Master chooses to withhold his permission for sex. In this way, he ensures that we do whatever we can to earn his approval; so that we're rewarded for being good."

"I can assure you they're both boiling with desire right now," Quinn said. "Being fed, having to answer personal questions about their submission, even thinking of being spanked, has them ready to pop. It would be nothing for them to orgasm. Just pulling their skirts up to spank them in front of you will cause increased wetness. Their juices are already running down their legs."

Quinn was not wrong. For the last half hour of our meal and conversation, I'd felt the moisture seeping from my pussy. Of course, every wolf could smell our arousal. I knew Master was hard, and I was sure Nat was too, though I couldn't see his crotch on the other side of the table. I was a bitch in heat, and so was Dani.

"Will you allow Quinn to spank his submissives," Katrina asked her in-laws, "or should we follow them to the hotel?"

"Is that all it would be," François asked, "a spanking?"

"If either of them orgasms during their spanking, I usually finger them to increase the pleasure they receive from it, since they are naked and my fingers and their wet, open pussies are there for the taking. I usually need to relieve myself afterward, as I'm aroused myself, but I can delay that until we're back at the hotel."

Genevieve said, "I'm curious myself. How hard are they struck? Can they sit down afterwards? I wouldn't mind seeing it, François."

So that's how I got my naked ass spanked in front of Simone's family. Quinn did Dani first, having her bend over her chair, gripping the top and bracing herself as Quinn pulled up her skirt, baring her bottom for all to see, since we weren't allowed panties.

"You'll see this better if Dani, turns around," Quinn said.

He turned the chair so her bottom was facing everyone, but me.

"We're going to record this for Dani's fiancé," Quinn said, as Brigitte stood up and started shooting on Dani's phone. "As you can see, Dani is very wet and aroused right now. You see how slick her pubic lips are?"

He ran his hand through her folds, and Dani gasped, then orgasmed, even with that light touch.

"Such a slut," Quinn laughed. "She knows her fiancé likes to see her cumming on the fingers and cocks of other men. Count for me slut. You're up to forty-five."

"Yes, Master."

Quinn spanked her while sitting down, and before the end, Dani orgasmed again, adding five more to her total. Quinn finger fucked her hard when she orgasmed, and it lasted quite awhile. Quinn had her lick her cum off of his fingers. She had dutifully kept count of each and every one. Brigitte stopped recording when it was over, sitting down again.

Then it was my turn. Quinn stood up and the extent of his arousal was visible, especially as he had to adjust his pants for comfort. The Bonifay women looked as entranced by the large bulge in his pants as most other women. Only Gretchen, of the women I knew, wasn't glancing at his cock frequently, if he was naked. He turned me so my backside faced the others, and lifted my skirt up, exposing my bare butt. The second he did, I orgasmed, already aroused beyond bearing. Everyone could see my pussy and asshole winking at them as they contracted in my pleasure. At least until Master covered my pussy with his hand and he shoved two fingers in me.

"Aaauuugggghhhh," I moaned, my hips fucking his fingers back.

"Forty-five," Master said, "you slut. I didn't even touch you."

"Yes, Master. I'm your biggest slut."

He laughed, pulling his fingers out of me and making me clean them off.

"Thank me for each one and ask for another."

"Yes, sir."

He smacked me hard. "Thank you, sir. May I please have another."

I was on fire. The situation, so many others watching me, I climaxed two more times as Quinn spanked me, and he fingered me two more times. I knew he was aroused as hell, I'd probably need to suck him off in the SUV on the way to the hotel. All of the Bonifay men were adjusting their slacks or jeans, as was Nat.

When it was over, he pointed out various and sundry things about my naked bottom, leading to more arousal. I could feel trickles of my juice running down my leg.

"As you can see, it's very red, but if you look closely, you'd see there are no broken blood vessels, so there won't be any bruising. Her buttocks should be back to their normal hue, in forty-five to sixty minutes. As you can also see, my slut is very juicy." He ran his hand down my leg, showing them my fluids. What you can't see is how warm her bottom is. You have to touch her to feel that. Feel her ass if you want, to see for yourself how warm it is."

Several of them got up and put their hands on my bare bottom and I had to ask for permission to cum again. Quinn laughed and gave me permission. There were two separate hands on me, but one of them squeezed my ass flesh and I orgasmed again. I think it was the youngest son, Jean (pronounced almost like John, which it was the French version of, with a softer J), as he seemed to be the one most enchanted by my bare bottom. With the end of the touching, I stood beside my chair, not yet able to sit down, and unwilling to ruin the cushion with a cum stain, I was so wet.

"We should probably leave now," Quinn said. "I'd like to thank you for your hospitality. Sluts, help with the table and dishes."

"Yes, Master."

In actuality, almost everyone helped, even Quinn, except the Bonifay men, still trying to hide their erections or Isabelle. It didn't take long to finish.

"Mr. Whelan," Isabelle said, "Do you know enough to discuss surrogacy with me?"

"We can discuss, but you cannot sign the paperwork yet without having medical exams first."

"I'd like to come with you and discuss how it would work. Would you have an objection to my coming with you this evening?"

"Not if you don't mind watching me fuck one or both of my delectable sluts," Quinn replied. "I have to do something about this." He indicated his barely contained erection.

"No, problem," she said. "Since my sister and Daphne are sleeping here, would you have space in your room for me to sleep?"

"Isabelle!" Genevieve said. "You'd invite yourself to a man's hotel room?"

"If I'm going to have babies for someone, perhaps I should know what I'm getting into. May I come, Mr. Whelan?"

"How much sleep do you hope to get?" Quinn asked, and I knew he'd scented her.

"Very little, would be my hope," Isabelle said.

Both François and Robert said "Isabelle" with that announcement.

"You are more than welcome," Quinn said, looking at her parents. "My apologies to you both."

"I'll grab my coat and a toothbrush. Don't leave without me."

Isabelle was back in three minutes with her coat and a purse, and she kissed her parents goodbye. "Don't wait up for me. I'm sure I'll be in good hands."

We walked out the door, losing Simone and Daphne, and gaining Isabelle.

******

We all stripped back at the hotel, Isabelle a little slower than the rest, as she took in all of the bodies, particularly Quinn's and Nat's, both of whom had full erections. Isabelle wanted to get straight to fucking, but Quinn wouldn't let her. He told her to sit on the bed and masturbate for us as Quinn lined Dani and me up facing her and started long stroking us, going from cunt to cunt every four to five minutes, as it suited him. Fortunately, he gave us both permission to cum as we were both still incredibly aroused.

As Isabelle masturbated for us, Quinn asked her questions about school, her life, previous boyfriends, her sexual experience to date. She seemed adventurous, perhaps rebelling more than Simone had, as the second girl. Whereas she'd indicated at supper that Simone had only three lovers in college, Isabelle had sex with over fifteen different men, including four one-night stands. The longest any of her relationships had lasted, had been six months, and that had been in her second year, her relationships becoming briefer and more casual, as she got older.

The topics of conversation and masturbating as we got fucked in front of her, had the desired effect as far as Quinn was concerned. After she'd orgasmed a fourth time, he said, "The orgasms you've had already, are the only ones you get for free."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean if you want to orgasm again while you're here, you need to ask for permission. Failure to ask, or cumming without my permission, will result in you getting spanked five times each orgasm."

"I came here to fuck. You're not going to restrict my orgasms."

"Then you can leave. If you stay here, you need permission to cum."

"Why?"

"Because I said so. This is my room, and you're not residing here, you're a guest. You'd best stop masturbating now, because you're close to cumming, and it will cost you. I'll put you over my knee."

Isabelle hastily pulled her hand out of her pussy. Quinn continued asking her more questions about her life. You could tell Isabelle wished to put her hand back on her pussy and masturbate more, especially as some of the questions and answers were more explicit. Finally, she asked, "May I please, cum?"

"Yes, you may," Quinn replied. "That wasn't so hard was it."

Isabelle quickly jilled herself to another orgasm.

"Why do you want to be a surrogate mother?" Quinn asked.

"I obviously need a job," she replied.

"What about the women and men who want and need a child?"

"I'm not sure I understand your question."

"I'm asking if you have any sympathy for their plight. That they need to depend on mercenaries such as yourself for their miracle? That only with your help, can they have a child to raise as their own?"

"Well, sure, I guess."

"You guess?"

"I'm not sure what you want from me."

"Some discipline," Quinn said, "either self discipline or discipline imposed by me or someone like me. You are a spoiled brat, to some extent, not the worst I've ever seen, but certainly spoiled. You've lived your life recently, as if you don't give a shit for other people. You've gone from some longer lasting relationships to a series of mostly one night fucks, just like the one you wanted tonight.

"You essentially gave a huge 'fuck you' to your parents when you told them you were coming over here to spend the night. If you become a surrogate, you don't get to fuck whoever you want, when you want. The people who need your assistance, are depending on you. If someone needs a child desperately, do you think they want to be told, 'Oh, sorry, I fucked up. I let some other horny punter fuck me while I was fertile and got knocked up.' Or worse yet, don't tell them and let them raise some asshole's kid because you couldn't keep your legs together. Do you think we're going to pay $1,800,000 to someone so irresponsible, she does whatever she wants, thinking it doesn't matter?"

"No, I guess not."

"That's the reason you didn't get to cum without permission. I wanted to see if you could even be that responsible, or if you were going to fight me on it. My personal feeling, is you should be controlled by a Dominant, who won't let you fuck anyone or anything without permission. Now, put your clothes back on, and Brigitte is going to take you back to your house. I want you to apologize to your parents for being a spoiled brat, and you'll try to do better. The next time I see them, I'll ask if you did."

"Aren't you going to fuck me?"

"You haven't earned it yet. Find some way to impress me before we leave, and maybe I'll fuck you. Brigitte, take the brat back to her parents."

"Yes, sir. Get dressed, Isabelle, you're leaving."

Master climaxed in Dani soon after they left. "I thought for sure you were going to fuck her, Master."

"I thought about it. She's a lovely thing, but the more she talked, the less I wanted to fuck her. Her relationships have steadily deteriorated. I felt the same thing I hated about you when I found you were going to breed for money. That you wouldn't care about wolves and our problems. It was just another way to earn a buck, essentially whoring yourself out. That's the way I felt about Isabelle. It was all about fucking for money or fun. We've got enough people interested in what they're doing for wolves, we don't have to take someone like Isabelle. I'd like to see if she makes an effort, before we leave, to sort herself out. Why don't you be a good slut and clean my cock and your sister submissive's pussy."

"Yes, Master."

As I cleaned both of them, I thought about what he said. I could see his thought processes and understood it better in regard to how he treated me. Instead of arranging a gangbang, he just sent her home. A better outcome for Isabelle, and for me, as he would have more energy for me tonight.

******

We were having a leisurely breakfast in the hotel room when Melody called. Quinn put her on speaker, telling her she was.

"Quinn, I can't begin to tell you how amazing that was."

"Try anyway," Quinn laughed.

"They sent three men to fuck me, not just one or two, and they were all bigger than Donald, which was so good, and because I got to use a bed, instead of the back of an SUV, they even fucked better than you, which surprised me a lot, as I'd never been fucked as well as you fucked me.

"I did as you suggested, and gave Donald the two options, and at first, he chose to be tied to the chair, unable to touch himself as the three men started to breed me. I went through three breedings, and was on the second round, first man repeating, when Donald climaxed all by himself, unable to touch himself. I was surprised when he climaxed. Then when the third man started for the second time, Donald asked to go to the second option. The first guy released him, and Donald started to clean my cum off his cock and suck him to another erection, since he would be the next to fuck me again. As he sucked, he masturbated, cumming a second time.

"In all, the men each fucked me four more times after that, and Donald sucked their cock each of the next four times, masturbating four more times as they fucked me. They told me they'd be back in a couple of days to ensure the success of my breeding. When the men left at eleven last night, I can't begin to tell you how much cum was dripping out of my pussy. There were big puddles of it on the bed. Donald immediately fucked me himself. As you suggested, I told him I couldn't feel him, he was too small and I'd gotten fucked eighteen times by their much larger cocks. He climaxed almost immediately, then stayed hard and fucked me again, slamming into me so I'd feel him fucking me. I can't remember the last time Donald climaxed eight times in a twelve hour period, maybe never. He certainly seemed to enjoy himself despite having to suck cock twelve times."

"It would appear that Donald is not a voyeur, but a participant cuckold. He will likely do things to promote his cuckolding, like buy you clothes for your dates, wash you, dress you, shave you, etc. He'll want in on the details if he doesn't get to watch. You'll need to remember stuff to tell him. You have the choice of being his Dominant, where you're in charge, or letting someone else be in charge of you. To a certain extent, it depends on your personality. Do you like being in charge, or letting others take charge. You don't have to decide now, but it's something to keep in the back of your head. Donald might prefer you being in charge, but I don't know him or you well enough to say what direction you should go.

"What I will say is this. Don't mess around with a bunch of strangers. The men you met, are good men. They're clean and they won't hurt you. You can't say that about everyone. When you see them tomorrow, if you want a Bull, tell them. Accept one of them, or a friend of them, as your Bull, . It doesn't have to be a white one. Could be anyone. No one who is non-white, will have procreative sex with you until they know you're pregnant with the white baby that Donald wants. Doesn't mean you can't suck their cocks or let them lick you, or use a condom.

"If you don't want to have a bull, and want to stay in charge of your sex, that's fine too, but again, pick from the men they provide for you, so you stay away from bad apples. If you find one you like, you can date him the most, but you can still play around. None of them are interested in marriage, or breaking up yours with Donald. It's just sex to them, no matter how good the sex is. They're not making love, they're fucking. If you're ready to have a child with strangers for infertile wives, let them know, or even call me. I'll make sure it happens right.

"Choosing to stay in charge of Donald, you should read as much as you can about cuckolding and female led relationships, so you know what will likely work for Donald and you. If someone else is in charge, they'll decide for you how everything gets handled and you won't have to know as much, though I recommend knowing as much as you can.

"Chances are, you're already pregnant, since you haven't been on birth control and you certainly had enough sex to plant their seeds. Just for fun, fuck anyone who comes over tomorrow, two more times, especially if Donald is there to watch. If he isn't maybe set up a camera and record it for him. Where's Donald now?"

"Asleep in bed."

"Once you know you're pregnant, and it doesn't make any difference, Donald can start licking the cum of your other lovers out of your pussy, in addition to cleaning off a cock or preparing them to fuck you again. Have Donald get underneath of you in a sixty-nine and lick your pussy as one of your lovers fucks you, so he gets a good close up of you fucking them. If you liked Jessica licking you, feel free to ask the men to bring a female partner with them. If you want to throw Donald a bone, they can jack him off while you're enjoying your sex."

"This is so exciting."

"It will be like dating all over again, the romance, the pleasure of finding someone new and different to be with, but still keeping the familiar, your husband, to ground you and help you raise your child."