Mated to the Pack Ch. 28

Lenore is added to the family after a two month trial period. Lenore learns that both her twin sister, Agatha, and her mother, Martha, are submissive. Martha is fertile and gets bred, despite having a husband. This chapter contains oral sex, anal sex, group sex, multiple partner sex, interspecies sex, lesbian sex, bondage, discipline and sister on sister incest. My thanks to my editors, JohnnyGalt, and Steve 150177 for their assistance. All other mistakes are mine.

Mated to the Pack, Ch 28

Lenore is Added to the Family

"Well, fuck!" I'd said when Lenore told me she wanted to be a part of my what? Life? Family? Sharing my husband, on a permanent basis?

"I'd give you all my paychecks, and any of the money I receive for breeding puppies, Miss Pussycat. I don't expect you to support me."

"Don't call me Miss Pussycat. This is no time for games. We're not talking about fucking for fun anymore. This is serious business. You can't give us all of your money. What if it doesn't work out. Don't be stupid. You still need to stand up for yourself and your needs, now and in the future."

"Yes, Miss Pu....." I glared at her. "I'm sorry, Jessica. Could you see a way for us to live together?"

"I don't know. I have to think about it, and I obviously need to talk to Sean about it. This isn't only my decision, no matter what it is."

"But you would consider it, and not dismiss it out of hand?"

"I don't dismiss anything out of hand. If I did, I'd probably never have started fucking wolves."

"A fair hearing. That's all I ask for."

I could see a lot of problems arising out of such a relationship, but there might be benefits to be had as well. Shared cooking, cleaning, child care, for some. Less sex with my husband, a negative, but if Sean was really opening up to me fucking other wolves like Quinn on occasion, maybe not a total wrench. Past that first weekend, I kind of liked Lenore. Things had gone much more smoothly once she accepted she was a shit show as a Domme, but a good slut as a submissive. Or maybe she thought Sean would treat her all the time the way he did this week, having her fuck different men every day, getting triple and double penetrated all of the time.

We both heard Robin getting reamed upstairs, getting her pussy rearranged by Rene's big dick, begging to be fucked, which brought up another point. The timing of this. If Lenore thought every day was going to be like this week was, with guest Doms fucking her several times a day, she was sadly mistaken.

I knew that this week was an aberration of sorts, a kind of an introduction to submission and now you're a slut, so be a good girl or get your bare ass spanked. But this week wasn't normal. This was establishing boundaries at the beginning.

"You do know that this week isn't normal, don't you?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean you may not fuck people other than the people in this house at all in the future. Other than a few women, and the occasional wolf as a demonstration for potential breeders like you, and all of this far away from home, I haven't done any of this shit with Sean before. No fucking of other males, no going out where I live and acting like a total slut. Most of our weekends were just us, playing with each other, with maybe Brigitte, Alicia, or possibly Gretchen thrown in. That's it. Once I started having sex with Sean, I became exclusive to him Even when he took over as my Dominant, I hadn't been double or triple penetrated at all, until he was showing you what you could expect at the extremes of your submission. That's not normal. If you think it's going to be like this week all the time, it won't. It's more subtle, less in your face.

"The Lush in your pussy and a leash, going out to eat; unlikely, unless we're on vacation, or at least fifty or more miles from home. Maybe going out to buy some slutty clothes, but not exposing yourself in the dressing room. That stuff is too dangerous where you live, in terms of fucking up your reputation. The guy you knew, who saw you on a leash outside the restaurant. One guy, and it might blow over as a prank, or lost bet. If you do that all the time, your friends, neighbors and co-workers are going to start looking at you, and treating you, far differently than they did before.

"You may not care, but I did. I never went around Bath or Brunswick on a leash, or with a collar that said 'Sean's Pet'. That was for the privacy of my home or hundreds of miles away where I had no reputation to ruin. I did it a couple times in Portland, but it was unlikely I'd see people I knew in Portland. That's changing. I live a lot closer to Portland than I did before. I'm unlikely to continue that behavior on a regular basis, so if you think your life is going to be like this week, it won't. It will be a lot more domestic, and less getting fucked and spanked constantly and cumming twenty times a day."

"How many times could I expect to cum every day?"

"I was usually good for four or five orgasms every time I had sex, I suppose, but even before you, I was sharing Sean with Alicia and Brigitte, because they're not pregnant all the time. We usually had sex at least once a day, and sometimes twice, particularly weekends, and especially weekends of submission, and if I didn't get to fuck Sean, I might get some pussy time in with one of the wolves, but adding you, and the attention a submissive needs from her Master, that will probably go down. It will go down for you too. Sean doesn't arrange stand-in Masters for when he's at work. That was special, just for your training. Most of my days were spent taking care of the house, cooking, running or other exercise, and self defense. But normally, you'd be at work anyway, so not much would change from your normal routine, except now, you'd hope to be fucking my husband on a regular basis."

"So, you don't want me to join you?"

"I'm not saying that. I don't know what I want. I haven't had time to process your request and think about all the ways it's going to impact me, and my family; the one I have, and the one I will have." I rubbed my tummy. "But you should know, that even if you did, it wouldn't look like the last week looked. You might get bored, though I can't say that with certainty. You'd probably get more sex than you were having, but most of it might be of the female variety. Sean is good, but he's not a wolf. He doesn't get an erection smelling our arousal, and a perpetual hard-on if we're fertile."

Sasha came wandering in, maybe curious what Lenore had decided to do, and certainly wondering what we were talking about.

"Did you come to a decision, Lenore?" Sasha asked. "Are you going to have puppies for the pack?"

"Lenore is considering four puppies, but she also wants to move in here and have a child with Sean," I said.

"You don't seem particularly upset," Sasha said. "At least you're not rolling around on the floor trying to scratch her eyes out."

"We don't have regular fights for Dominance," I said.

"Maybe you should. One of you will need to be the female alpha of the house."

"Hopefully, we can figure that out without clawing eyes out. We don't heal like wolves." I looked at Lenore. "I could probably beat the shit out of her if I had too. Brigitte has trained me well."

Sasha laughed. "Not healing is a disadvantage to fighting for your place in the pecking order."

"Jessica would have to be alpha," Lenore said. "Her mate is my Master and the male alpha."

"That's sweet, and maybe that will help, you accepting me as senior bitch, but I haven't made up my mind what's in the best interests of me, my mate, and my puppy yet," I said. "I'm still thinking about it, and I have to confer with my mate. I'd like to hear what he has to say on the subject."

"If it were me," Sasha said, "I'd have put the bitch on the ground with my teeth around her neck, pleading for my mercy. It's not a matter for Rene to consider at all. It's between us bitches, alone."

I laughed. "That's one way to handle it, but I think I'll still listen to your son's opinion. If I don't like what he has to say, I can whip his ass too."

"There you go," Sasha said, "a take charge bitch. I hope you do breed for us, Lenore. I suppose I'll let Jessica deal with mutiny in the ranks."

"This does call for some serious discussion. When Maisie comes tonight to be told about wolves, I think Alicia, Brigitte, you and Rene should take charge of the discussion. Brigitte has witnessed how I do it enough times she should be able to handle it. Plus, Maisie is nominally Alicia's submissive. I think Sean intended that this bitch get well fucked by you or Rene or both tonight, maybe get her ass swatted a few times by another hand. Make sure you use her mouth frequently. She still needs practice."

"We can handle that," Sasha said. "I'll be happy to lay my hands on her."

"I think I'll order food in. I don't feel like cooking, considering. I want to think about things. Let Brigitte know what you want to eat. She knows the local places we can get good food from."

"We'll take care of it. Come along, bitch," Sasha said.

"Yes, Mistress."

"Good answer, Pet."

I had a quick bite for lunch before I went up to our bedroom. Our bedroom, my bedroom with my husband. I could still smell Sean's shampoo and aftershave on his pillow. I could still scent Lenore's perfume and shampoo on hers, and the scent of fucking, still permeated the sheets, even though we hadn't used our bed last night and I wasn't a wolf. It must have been from Quinn fucking both submissive sluts yesterday before we went to the restaurant. I figured that meant it was time to change the sheets. No point in Sean smelling the evidence of his wife with another male.

I changed the linens and started a load of laundry, then lay down on the fresh bed and thought long and hard about Lenore's request; pros, cons, what-ifs, all the things I might like about the arrangement, and all of the things that could go so terribly wrong.

Let's face it. I didn't have to worry about Sean fucking wolves, any more than he had to worry about me leaving him for a wolf. He was as aware of the problems with wolves as romantic partners as I was. Lenore was different. She was human, and Sean had cared enough about her to date her for a year. I hadn't been married to Sean for years and years. I didn't have the wealth of experience with my partner that my parents had before they'd decided they could fuck someone else without worrying. I'd been married less than three months, known him for two plus years. There was a lot we still didn't know about one another. I still worried if I should be fucking other males. Every time Master suggested it, I said 'Red' to get the sense if he was serious or not. I worried sometimes that he just wanted to be more like Quinn, that there was still an element of jealousy there for what I'd experienced when I was with Quinn. Even if it wasn't the primary reason, it could still be 'a' reason.

So Lenore came with pitfalls and traps, especially with the way she'd treated me our first weekend. The idea that she'd happily turn me into a cuckquean and take my husband away, relegating me to the sidelines. On the other hand, Sean had recognized it, and gone to great lengths to turn her into a submissive slut and give her a little of the same medicine. He'd looked out for me, not letting my submission turn me into a second class citizen in my own home, for which I was extremely grateful. But would being around her all the time rekindle the romance they'd once had, and do the same thing.

That's were Sean found me when he got home from work, curled up on the bed, visions of me relegated to the foot of the bed, or worse, another bedroom, while Sean and Lenore happily fucked like minks.

"What's new, Pussycat? Why aren't you down there playing with the rest of them."

"Red, sir."

"What is it, Jessica?" Sean sat down, took my hand in one of his, while he used the other to stroke my hair.

"Lenore wants to move in with us, and eventually have your baby."

"I'll kick her out immediately." He stood up, but I didn't release his hand.

"Don't. Not yet. I want to talk about it first. Get undressed and join me in bed."

Sean nodded and got undressed and got into bed beside me. He smelled of sweat, and diesel oil, and sea air. He smelled like the man I loved.

"I want you to be honest with me. Will you do that, Sean?"

"As honest as I can be, if I understand my own mind."

"Don't think about me for a second. I want you to think only of yourself, what you want. Would you like Lenore to live with us, for her to be your permanent submissive? I think she'd wear your collar permanently, not twice a month, although not as blatantly as she has this week. I think I talked a little sense into her. She said she'd give two puppies to the pack, but that she'd want a child of her own, with you, like I did. Would you want that?"

"I don't think I can think totally about myself, no matter how much I want to. You're intertwined in my life now. I never stop thinking about you, and the life you're carrying for me, Jessica. You're embedded in my soul."

God, I loved him. I thrust against his naked body and kissed him, a toe curling kiss if there ever was one, feeling his cock stir for me.

"Do the best you can to divorce your emotions for me from what you want. Would you like to have Lenore in your life?"

"I would, but only if it didn't cause problems in yours. What do you want, Jessica?"

"I can see some advantages to it, and some pitfalls, Sean. She's human. She's competition for me, the way wolves aren't. She began by pushing me to the foot of the bed, Sean, and taking you over completely. She wanted to Dominate me, cuckquean me, take you for herself as much as she could. That scares me, that she might try to do it again."

"I'd never let her do that to you."

"You let her once, Sean, and I know that was in the nature of our fun and games, and it was only for a weekend, and you busted her for it. I know all that, but we don't know what our future will bring. How you'll feel about me a year from now, or three years from now, when I'm having a fourth puppy. You can't know how you'll feel about her either. You cared for her once, and you probably still care for her on some level. You thought of her when you decided to play this game with me. Maybe it's because she was the most recent girlfriend other than me, or that you'd parted on good terms, but you thought of her."

"Then she's gone, if you feel that way."

"It's not the only way I feel. Part of me wants her here."

Speak of the devil. Lenore showed up at our door. "The food is here, Master, Jessica. Maisie got here a couple minutes ago."

"Fine, Pet. Leave us alone," Sean said.

Lenore delayed a moment, perhaps wondering if she should say more.

"We haven't decided anything, Pet. We're still talking," I said. "There's still a lot to talk about."

"Thank you, Jessica."

Lenore left.

"I am still thinking, and there's a lot to talk about tonight, Sean. They're going to handle Maisie's discussion about wolves without us, but let's eat, and we can take up this conversation after supper."

"Of course."

We went downstairs, and Maisie was naked, licking Alicia's cunt while Rene fucked her, another treat for a new sub. Quinn last night, Rene tonight, being broken in right. Lenore was licking Sasha. They stopped when we arrived, and we started to dish up plates. Apparently, we were having Japanese tonight.

Sasha looked at me and I shrugged my shoulders. Nothing to tell yet, really. We couldn't talk about wolves yet, since Maisie hadn't signed the paperwork. Alicia did have her on her lap feeding her and playing with her. About the only thing I said was asking how much Maisie was enjoying herself so far. She said she was having a blast. Hopefully that would translate to puppies. After supper, Sean and I returned upstairs and continued our conversation.

Sean carried on the conversation from right where we left off, remembering each word. "Why does some part of you want her to stay here? I'm not sure I understand, Jessica."

"Some of it is that you're my husband, and my Master, and I want to make you happy, and I know she'd make you happy. She's made you happy thus far. She's opened you up. I know that you wouldn't have let me fuck other males if not for her. You were doing it for her, to turn her into a proper submissive, and you couldn't do it to her, without doing it to me. That was part of her slave agreement, that we be treated the same."

"You are so clever," Sean said.

I kissed him again. "I'm an enginerd, and I graduated in the top 10% of my class, sir. Another part of it is knowing I'd have someone here when the wolves are gone, sharing in the cooking, cleaning, raising kids, especially if I'm able to get a job again. Someone to exercise with and practice self defense with, and have sex with when you're at work.

"Still another part is thinking about Junior, here," patting my stomach, still flat, not even a hint of the baby inside. "Junior will likely be four or older, before we could give him a brother or sister if I give the pack the rest of their puppies first. I'd like him or her to have someone closer to their own age to play with, a playmate. Lenore could give our baby that. Maybe have yours after her first puppy, instead of the second. I don't know how many children you wanted. We've never discussed it, along with a lot of other things that we've never talked about. If you wanted four children, that's eight babies I'd be carrying. Even two or three children end up being a lot. That's a lot of child birth for a human who has to work hard to heal from having babies, no matter how hard I work out to look good. I'd probably be pregnant into my forties for that many kids. But if Lenore had them too, it's more manageable. I won't be a blimp into my middle age. And there'd be two mothers caring for our kids.

"It has it's advantages, and I'd be foolish for not thinking of them as well as the problems, which might not even arise, because I know that you love me, and care for me and look after me. You've proven that already. Sasha thinks I should have put her on the ground and proved to Lenore that I'm the alpha bitch, and not let her mess with my mate, and part of me wanted to do that, and part of me wanted to put her on the ground and lick her pussy, so I admit to a certain amount of confusion on the matter."

Sean laughed. "What do you want to do?"

"See how the rest of this week plays out. I'm particularly interested in seeing how she reacts with her parents tomorrow, especially if you treat her like the slut she says she wants to become. If neither of us sees any problems crop up through Sunday, then give it a two month trial period, where she's living here every day, in our bed every night, and you're in her ass, mouth and pussy on a regular basis, and see if there are problems we don't even foresee that could crop up if we were to make a more permanent arrangement. I'd like to see over the course of a longer period of time, if she reverts back to Weekend One Lenore, or lets me be the alpha bitch of the household, and if she does stay here. I don't want her calling me Miss Pussycat. That's your name for me, not hers. She can call me Miss Jessica."

"That does seem like a good test. I could easily agree to that."

"She could pay us a couple thousand dollars for rent and food for her test, and then start paying for her share of the expenses if we let her stay here. She said she doesn't want us supporting her, and I agree. She should pull her weight in every conceivable way.

"I also think that she may be under the delusion, that every day as your sub would be like this week, and that's not the case. You made exceptions for her training, so her two month trial should be devoid of extra special surprises. No guest Dominants, no double or triple penetrations unless it's one of the wolves wielding a strap-on. No extra dicks at all. Maybe she'll get bored by the whole thing, and give it up on her own. I'll also be watching you to see how much leeway you give her to top me. If you want to put her in charge one day a month to see how she does, that's okay, but I'll expect you to rein her in if she starts acting inappropriately, so I don't have to be the bad guy. She's your sub, so manage her. If she tries to own me like she did two weeks ago, we will have problems. You're still my husband. I won't be closed out of your life."