Mated to the Pack Ch. 24

The fellow who'd been dancing with Alicia, was named Hank, and the one who'd been dancing with Bonnie, was named Red, which I'm sure was a nickname as well, due to his strawberry blond hair and freckles. They each had another drink, while the rest of us continued with water or sodas.

They continued chatting up their respective dance partners. Master got up to dance with his blonde again, and Hank asked me if I wanted a dance, just a dance, so I didn't have to sit there by myself.

"I'd love a dance, Hank, but if you get too handsy, I may have to break a couple of fingers, just so you know."

"I'll be the perfect gentleman," Hank said.

"Excellent."

I got up and danced with Hank. He wasn't a great dancer, but he was adequate, and he did behave in a way that wouldn't offend my Master's sensibilities, even on the slow dances, although I could feel his erection. Apparently, Buck had informed him he was getting lucky tonight. God knew Alicia was stunning. After three dances, I sat down again.

Master came over to our table and said, "I think we should leave soon, Pussycat."

"Yes, Master."

"This lovely young woman is Sherry, and she's never been licked by a female before, but it's something she was curious about."

"I'm looking forward to it, sir. She's a good choice."

Once we decided to leave, my two bodyguards also had to leave, so Hank got his buddy and Brigitte off the dance floor. We gave the three of them our room number and Brigitte told them to show up with at least three condoms apiece. Our hotel was close enough, Sherry left her car at the tavern and walked with us back to the Inn. Master, Sherry and I took the bedroom, leaving the other three the rest of our suite for their fun. I helped disrobe Sherry and I was tongue deep in her pussy when the three men showed up. We could hear the rest of them have sex the rest of the evening, but we were left alone. I later heard that each of the men fucked each of the women once, so they got a nice variety.

After I'd licked her to three orgasms, she agreed to try a sixty-nine with me while Master fucked her. Sherry loved that, and I'm sure everyone else in the suite knew it too. She pretty much forgot about my pussy once Master drove his cock deep into her wet cunt, but she made up for it when we swapped places after Master climaxed, and he fucked me bareback while she licked me. She even licked Master's sperm out of my pussy.

Brigitte kicked the three men out after midnight, and Alicia came to bed with us. Alicia licked Sherry to another couple of orgasms, which didn't take long. We were all snuggled together ready to sleep. Sherry was off tomorrow, so was spending the night.

"Do you want to come hiking with us in Arches?" I asked her.

"Sure. That sounds lovely."

"It will give us more time to chat," I said, kissing her across my Master.

"More time to fuck tomorrow night," she said.

"That too."

"You certainly have an unusual relationship with your husband," Sherry said.

"It suits us," I replied. "I didn't want to give up girls when I got married, and with three women to keep him happy, he has no reason to stray."

"What do you call it when he fucks other women, if not straying?"

"When it's with me, keeping it in the family," I said, laughing. "I told him if he wanted to fuck another slut on our honeymoon, pardon the French, she had to be willing to fuck me too. Guess what; you fucked me too, slut."

Sherry giggled and settled in against my husband as I settled in on the other side.

******

We had time for another round of sex in the morning before breakfast, and Sherry helped make sandwiches for our hike. She didn't have a knapsack with her like we did, but we packed some water for her in addition to the food. She went and got her car from the tavern and brought it across the street to the Inn.

Sherry was surprised at how sexily Bonnie and I dressed for our hike, unbuttoning our shirts nearly to the waist, flashing lots of boob flesh as we started out.

"The better to attract perverts like you," I said laughing. "Plus, as a submissive, I get aroused by exhibiting myself which makes it easier for my husband to fuck me any time he wants."

"Have you fucked him on the trails?" Sherry asked.

"There's no good places to lay down, but I've blown him a couple times, including the bottom of the Grand Canyon. The way I look at it, is I'm on vacation far from home and I'm never going to see anyone here again. If I do something embarrassing, what difference does it make. I don't have to live it down."

"I see your point. I live in Moab, so it would be humiliating for me to be seen by my friends and acquaintances acting like a slut."

"Yes, which is why I'm not usually this open about my submission around home. Most of it takes place in our home, two weekends a month, except I'll wear my collar out in public, but no leashes. Tonight, why don't we go dancing at the Cabana Club again, and this time, Master will bring me in on a leash. You never know what will pop up when we do that. At our last stop, we had five people watch Master give me a bare assed spanking before I blew him."

"Why did you get a spanking?"

"For orgasming without permission."

"You didn't ask for permission last night."

"Master checked with me briefly to make sure I didn't have a problem with him fucking you. Then he gave me permission to cum the rest of the night. I didn't have to ask. In fact, it was a blow job after a good spanking at Zion in the hotel, witnessed by a man and wife who wanted to see me get spanked, that caused the husband to ask Master to fuck his wife and attracted Bonnie to join us. She's what I'd consider a lesbian submissive."

"Lesbian! She was fucking those three cowboys last night."

"Because she is submissive, she had to do as Brigitte wanted, and Brigitte wanted her to fuck a cowboy. She has to be ready to pleasure either sex, and she was married once upon a time, so knows how to fuck a dick if she needs to."

"So I'm not the first pretty stranger Sean fucked on your honeymoon?"

"Nope, he fucked a woman named Annette in front of her husband, then kept her all night the next night. Plus, he's fucked Bonnie too. While I'm in submission to him, he can pretty much do what he wants as long as I'm there."

"Why do you have such a relaxed attitude about your husband having sex with other women?"

"Before I met him, I'd signed a contract to provide four babies to infertile couples, and I was pregnant with the first of them when we met. I've had another one since, so in addition to having children with my husband, I have to be pregnant two more times for others. I feel he should have a chance to fuck non-pregnant women on occasion." Of course, I couldn't say that the polyamory of wolves had rubbed off on me. "What do you do for work?" I asked.

"I work as a cashier thirty-two hours a week, and waitress another twenty. It's so unusual to have any one day where I'm not working at one job or the other. Today was nearly a miracle. It happens maybe once a month. Kind of why I was out last night."

I could almost see Brigitte's and Alicia's ears prick up. What the heck.

"Would you be willing to have children for infertile couples like I am, for enough money that you wouldn't have to work two jobs, and perhaps go to school or have time to search for something better for yourself?"

"Like how much money?"

"I don't know for sure. The money varies from place to place. On the coasts, where the people are wealthier, I and other women are getting two hundred thousand per child and a million dollar bonus if I provide four. It's the reason I agreed to have four. In other places it's less, but still a substantial sum. If you were willing to move, you could shoot for the higher numbers, but if you really wanted to stay in Moab, I can check with the locals and see what they're willing to pay. Bonnie just tentatively agreed to do so, although she needs some more information first. She would have to move from Nebraska to Missouri, but it seems doable."

"Would I have to have four?"

"The best bonus is for four. I know in Wisconsin, you can get paid $250,000 for two."

"What if I meet someone I want to marry?"

"Well, you can meet some understanding man like my husband, give him permission to have sex with sweet young things such as yourself, and hope he doesn't mind you carrying babies for other folks. Those people do exist, though not everyone is quite so understanding."

"Is it worth it for you, Sean? Having your wife pregnant all the time?" Sherry asked.

"Jessica makes sure it's worth it to me. I never imagined myself in this kind of relationship when I was growing up, but she makes sure my life is very good."

"I'd like to think about it, but it does sound like it does present some options. Find out how much I'd get."

Brigitte said, "I've got it. Keep going, I'll catch up."

She stepped off the trail and called the Grand Junction pack, while we kept walking knowing she could catch up. Ten minutes later, Brigitte had caught up. She wasn't even breathing hard.

"One hundred thousand for the first child," Brigitte said, "with an additional hundred grand bonus for each additional child over one. That would be three hundred grand for two, five hundred for three, and seven hundred thousand for four. Grand Junction would like to send a couple representatives to meet us tonight at The Cabana Club."

"That is good money," Sherry said. "I'd have to seriously consider at least two of them."

"I think Sherry should wear a Lush in her pussy tonight when we go dancing, Master," I said. "It might warm her up for the fun to follow."

"What's a Lush?" Sherry asked.

"A toy that fits inside your pussy," Sean said, "and it has a music mode. It will vibrate in time to the music while we're dancing."

"That might be fun," Sherry said. "You're a real fun bunch."

******

When we stopped for lunch, Master convinced Sherry to pull down her shorts so I could lick her to a couple of orgasms as she sat on a rock, eating. We'd stepped off the trail enough we weren't entirely visible to the people who casually walked by, but enough that if they were looking around, might see us. Of course, watching me gave him a hard on, which I also had to relieve.

We got back to the Inn around four. Sherry rushed home to get some other clothes, while we took showers, and put on more appropriate clothes for a night out. As soon as Sherry got back, we went out with a Lush in Sherry's pussy, and me wearing my leash attached to my collar.

Sherry was amused by all the looks I was getting with my leash on, turning into horror when all those looks were directed to our table and Master turned her toy on. Those same eyes were directed to her when she started shivering in what looked to be a terrific orgasm. He only did it a couple of times at supper, saving the battery for the dancing later. We ate a good hot meal and headed over to The Cabana Club to dance to live music again.

The two wolves from Grand Junction were due to arrive at eight, which gave us about ninety minutes to dance before they got there. Master put Sherry's Lush in music mode when we walked through the door and she started having a real good, though somewhat embarrassing time, although she could hide it better when she was dancing then sitting, so she danced a lot, and also orgasmed a lot.

Every time I went up to the dance floor, I was led up by my leash, which my dance partner would loosely hold as we danced. I danced with everyone else at the table at least once, dancing with my husband most frequently. I was enjoying myself, the looks we got, and how aroused I felt being with him and the others, a juicy slut on the whole.

I was seated at the table with only Alicia as the other four were on the dance floor when a man came up to me. He leaned over so I could hear him above the music, which also allowed him to look down my dress.

"If you were with me, I'd never put a leash on you,"

"That would be your mistake then," I replied.

"Huh?"

"You assumed that I don't like this leash on me. That's an incorrect assumption. At the right time and place, I love having a leash on me."

That shut him up momentarily, then "Come dance with me."

"You'll have to ask the permission of my Master before I'll dance with you." I pointed him out.

"Oh." That discouraged him for a moment, but after thinking about it for a few seconds, he went onto the dance floor and asked Sean if he could dance with me.

Sean refused whatever the fellow asked. Shortly after the fellow went back to his seat, a woman came up to me and asked me to dance. I got up to dance with her, handing her the end of my leash.

"Hi, my name is Jessica. What should I call you?" I asked, dancing cheek to cheek.

"Michelle."

"How are you doing tonight, Michelle?"

"Pretty good. How do you do it?"

"Do what?"

"Come in here wearing a collar around your neck and being led around by a leash?"

"Ah, I'm on my honeymoon and thousands of miles from home. Whatever happens here, doesn't really matter in the greater scheme of things."

She was silent for a time, absorbing that piece of information.

"I wish someone would do that to me?"

"Do what?"

"Put a collar on me."

It didn't take me long to absorb the implications of that.

"Do you wish for a Mistress or Master to collar you?"

"Either one, really. I just want to be collared."

"Do you live locally, or are you a tourist?" I asked.

"I live in Moab."

"Do you know Sherry, the woman my husband is dancing with?" maneuvering her as I pointed her out.

Michelle looked at her for a few moments. "I've seen her around, but don't know her well. I think she's rung up groceries for me a couple of times."

Before we could say anymore, my previous suitor, seeing that I was dancing with someone, came up and asked to cut in.

"No, you may not," I said. "You already got your answer."

"You're dancing with her," pointing to Michelle.

"What does that have to do with anything?"

"Did she ask your Master for permission to dance with you?"

"She didn't have to. I could decide for myself. Go away. We're talking." I danced away from him.

He stood there in the middle of the dance floor for a few seconds, then came after me again, grabbing my arm.

I grabbed his thumb, twisting and torquing his wrist until his hand came off my arm, almost snapping his wrist, except he'd gone down to his knees. Alicia was suddenly standing beside me, her hand digging into his shoulder, a nerve pressure point we knew about. Brigitte had also moved closer.

"Problem?" Alicia asked, squeezing down until he didn't know what hurt more, his wrist or shoulder.

"I don't think so," I said. I addressed myself to the kneeling man, but loud enough surrounding people could hear. "My husband, my Master, doesn't care if I dance with women. Whether or not I dance with one is my choice. He gets to have the say if I dance with men, and he gave you his answer. No means no, no matter who tells you no. If you lay a hand on me again, you're going to end up with broken bones. I'm not even the worst of your problems. I've only been taking self defense for about three years. The one gripping your shoulder has taken it for far longer, and she works as my bodyguard. Now, I'm pregnant, and any assault on me becomes a felony in most states. Unless you want to spend the prime of your life locked up in some jail cell somewhere, you'll do me the courtesy of leaving me alone. Are we good?"

He nodded, grimacing in pain. I told Alicia to let him get up and I let go of his wrist. He got up and left the building, probably embarrassed he'd been manhandled by two women.

"Follow him, Alicia," Brigitte said. "Make sure he leaves the parking lot."

Alicia went after him and Brigitte danced closer to us as Michelle and I continued our interrupted dance.

"We're meeting someone else here later who might be willing to collar a tasty morsel like you," I said. "Would you be interested in meeting them?"

"Yes. That was amazing," Michelle said. "I've never seen anything like that."

"Lots of practice," I said. "I lost my job a couple years ago and I've done lots of exercising since."

"What do you do for money. Does your husband support you?"

"That's an interesting story. I happened upon an interesting new way to make money. Would you like to hear more?"

"Sure."

"Let's have a seat again, and I'll tell you all about it."

******

At eight, I saw Brigitte and Alicia subtly sniffing, and I knew the wolves were here. The new wolves could smell the two wolves at our table as well, so immediately made their way over. It was a man and a woman. They introduced themselves as Arturo and Julie. Like all wolves, they were magnificent physical specimens. He was 6-2, bronzed skin, black hair. I suspected him of being either Hispanic or Amerindian descent. Julie was a tawny blonde, 5-10, tanned but clearly of Anglo ancestry. Brigitte introduced the rest of us.

Brigitte paid more than the normal bit of deference to a wolf in their own territory, by which I assumed these two were high up in the hierarchy of the local pack. I later found out they were the alphas of the western Colorado, eastern Utah pack. They'd come to greet us personally, since we might be offering them a breeder. They were even more surprised we might be offering two.

We needed to take the rest of our meeting somewhere private. As we were about to leave, Alicia said, "We have a problem in the parking lot. The troublemaker is back."

"Point him out," Arturo said.

"He's between the Nissan and Ford pickups on the south side of the parking lot," Alicia said, "and he's got a gun." She'd obviously scented it, because I couldn't see what she was pointing out.

Arturo pulled out his phone and spoke for a few seconds, then hung up. A minute later, his phone rang.

"The problem is dealt with," he said after an even briefer conversation.

We walked over to the Inn and went to our room. I immediately disrobed and I told Michelle to do the same.

"Arturo and Julie may be the ones who put you into a collar. If you're going to be a submissive, show your potential Dominants what they'd be getting."

The fact I was already nude, made it a little easier for Michelle to accept doing the same, so she stripped off. Like Bonnie, she could stand to lose a few pounds, but I'm sure her Dominant would handle that. The fact that Sherry had orgasmed multiple times while wearing the Lush, and Michelle was aroused from stripping in front of strangers, had Arturo get an erection, which looked impressive.

I told the Colorado wolves that Michelle, who'd we'd just met at the club, was a submissive in search of someone to collar her as I was. I invited the two new wolves to undress and Michelle could show them how willing she'd be to orally pleasure a Master or Mistress. Wolves had no problem with nudity in front of strangers and immediately disrobed. They looked even better naked than clothed. Arturo looked to have a cock of over eight inches, with a good girth. Michelle started on him, struggling a little with his size, while first Brigitte, then Alicia, offered obeisance to the female alpha, both of them bringing Julie to orgasm.

Michelle choked down Arturo's heavy load of cream, then started on Julie while Brigitte got two NDA's for the two potential breeders. During the aforementioned proceedings, Sherry sat in Master's lap watching the sex going on while he played with the toy in her pussy, causing her to orgasm two more times. The smell of ripe pussy was heavy enough even I could smell it by the time everyone was finished.

Brigitte handed out the NDAs to Michelle and Sherry and told them to read them carefully.

"If you want to get paid for providing children, you need to agree to, and sign these documents," I said. "If you don't sign, you need to leave, as we can't tell you more without your signatures."