Mated to the Pack Ch. 28

"Yes, Master."

"Even if you don't get permission for a single orgasm, and I whip you?"

"Yes, Master."

See what I mean? Unnecessary.

Quinn waited until Isabelle had an orgasm, then Quinn picked her up again, right side up this time, and lowered her onto his shaft, still hard. Agatha was clinging to his neck with her legs wrapped around Quinn's waist as his cock disappeared inside of her body. She orgasmed once on the way down, a second time when she reached bottom, and a third time as Quinn started thrusting. Agatha started begging for it. Terry watched in amazement as Agatha became one of Quinn's total sluts. After fucking her for fifteen minutes standing, he fucked her wolf style, and Terry relieved himself in Agatha's mouth at the other end, then Quinn put her on her back with her legs bent almost double and long stroked her adulterous cunt.

Agatha's orgasms were almost continuous. She babbled, pleading for Quinn's cum.

"Not yet, Juicy. We've got a ways to go yet."

"Fuck me, sir. Fuck my Master's slave. Oh, fuck, I'm cumming again, Master. This is incredible. Please give me permission to cum, sir, or I won't be able to sit down for a week. Oh, God! Fuck mmmeeeee!" Agatha wailed.

I'm sure Terry felt a little of what all men felt when compared to Quinn. A little inadequate. How does one compete with a super masculine, brick shithouse, Sex God of a man, with a perpetual erection and the stamina of a horse. You don't really. You just realize that there were people out there who could fuck much better than you could ever hope to, and know he couldn't fuck everyone, every day, just like that, so you got the leftovers. I looked at Master. He smiled at me and shook his head, amazed to see Quinn doing it again to another woman. Thank God he realized that there was more to himself than the ability to fuck like a robot, and I appreciated everything else he brought to the table.

Agatha passed out momentarily from her fucking, awakening just before Quinn blasted his cum into her womb, crying out in pleasure.

Quinn pulled out and Agatha's pussy was destroyed; puffy, red, gaping open, Quinn's cum seeping out of it, plus her own juices.

"Her breeding would look a little like that," Quinn said, stretching.

Terry looked at his wife, splayed out like a rag doll, then climbed over her and mounted her, quickly adding his own sperm to the mess.

Master said, "Clean up your sister's pussy, Pet. Get on the bottom in a sixty-nine, so you can do a good job."

Lenore gulped, then said, "Yes, Master."

Quinn, Conor and Terry watched with surprise as Lenore licked her sister clean, giving her four more orgasms to add to the total she'd earned. By the time she finished, Terry had another erection and pounced on his wife, Lenore still underneath her, while the rest of us went to make something for lunch, using the leftovers from last night.

"How did you know Pet would do that?" Quinn asked Master.

"Jessica asked her last night."

Quinn looked at me. "I wanted to know. It looked like she might, but who knows."

"Did you ever do something similar, Pussycat?" Master asked.

"Mom and I sucked each other's cum off Quinn's cock, sir, and I've sucked Dad's cum out of the wolves, but no, not like that. That's as close as I've come."

"Would you?" Master asked.

"I'd have to use my safe word."

"How did it make you feel when Pet did it?"

"I thought it was nasty and hot. I wasn't offended by it. I might be more offended if there was a chance of pregnancy, like a father/daughter, or brother/sister, but I do have a dark, twisted part of me that's aroused by it. It's what made you bringing Lenore here so much fun for me, despite how she treated me. Fucking your ex-girlfriend and making me lick your cum out of her pussy. I did give you an A for that."

"I can smell your arousal, Pussycat." Quinn said.

"I know you can, wolf. Hell, I was aroused by you turning Agatha into your bitch in front of her husband."

"So was I," Master said. "Bend over the counter so I can fuck you."

"Yes, Master." I eagerly obeyed. I was glad to see he could last longer than Terry usually did. I climaxed five times, not a one with Master's permission, but I knew they needed a demo dummy when they taught Terry to use the paddle and whip, so I wasn't surprised. Angela, Alicia and Brigitte handled the nuking.

Lenore, Agatha and Terry eventually joined us, both Lenore and Agatha looking a little sheepish after their Menage a Sœur. Terry looked drained. We didn't say anything to the sisters about what had happened, and eventually they started to relax a little, since we weren't treating it as a big deal.

All the slaves got fed again, Master feeding me, Conor feeding Isabelle, and Quinn feeding Lenore, many more orgasms occurring and only Angela and Isabelle getting permission for them.

First thing after lunch, Quinn demonstrated the finer points of using a paddle on a slave's bottom, using me as a demo. Terry practiced first on his sister-in-law, then his wife.

I didn't cum during my paddling, not getting enough of them, since my punishment was being split between paddle and whip. Both Lenore and Agatha did, shamefully looking at each other as they orgasmed on Terry's lap.

Then the new Dominant was trained to use a whip, and once again, I was used as a demo, even Lenore getting another crack at whipping me briefly under Master's watchful eye. I did manage to cum during my whipping, with permission this time. As far as I could tell, Terry was picking up things nicely. All of the slaves got cuddled after their punishment, Terry learning about aftercare and how to take care of his slave to ensure she remained happy submitting to him. She looked pretty happy to me. I don't know how many orgasms she'd had since stripping off her clothes last night, but I knew it was a lot.

The last thing we did before supper was give ourselves and Agatha enemas.

"Why are we doing this?" Agatha said, looking at the foul mixture coming out of her body.

"Because it's a lot cleaner having anal sex after you've emptied your bowels," Lenore said.

"So clean, in fact, that you'll be able to suck your Master's cock after he fucks your ass," I said.

"No fucking way," Agatha said.

"Way," Lenore replied.

"You've done that?"

"Before you arrived yesterday, Master fucked us both in the ass, and I cleaned Miss Jessica's ass after Master orgasmed in it."

"And I sucked his cock clean while she did," I said.

"And you're not getting shit in your mouth?" Agatha asked.

"Not if you do it properly," I said. "When we finish, we do a final rinse and you'll see the water remains clear. You have a four to five hour window after doing this where you don't have to worry about a shitty dick. After that, you might want to inspect a cock closely before you suck it, and use your safe word if it is. If told to clean a dirty cock, you can use a warm wash cloth to clean up, instead of your mouth. We're not animals."

"Not like a wolf," Lenore said, laughing, knowing the secret.

While we'd been cleaning our bowels, Quinn had grilled some steaks. Master and Angela had made some vegetables for the humans. The wolves ate their steaks rare and bloody, while Master, Lenore and I enjoyed ours medium. Terry and Agatha had theirs medium well. Once again, we were fed, fondled, kissed, cuddled, and otherwise played with as we were fed, this time Master feeding Lenore, while Quinn fed me. I managed to avoid kissing him, but he trailed kisses down my neck, on my shoulders, on my breasts, and generally made me squirm in pleasure as he fed me. I popped off four times from his fingers exploring my depths, and my pussy was a wet mess and Quinn made me clean his fingers each time he pulled them out of me.

Supper over and everything clean and tidy, it was time to show Terry how to anally fuck his slut. Master used lube and also wet himself in my sloshy pussy, then eased his prick into my back door.

"It's best not to do this while drunk, Terry. Self control is the key to anal sex. Slow and gentle. Ease your way inside, using lots of lubricant. Give her some time to adjust to the strange intrusion into her bowels. Feeling something inside of her, Juicy will be trying to squeeze it out. It's the body's natural reaction to having something inside of her. Gradually, she'll relax slightly when it doesn't vacate the premises, and you can shove a little more inside, still going slow. When you reach the bottom, hold still again. It's not just width, but depth. Give Juicy time to become accustomed to the intrusion. At some point, she'll start to move because it's not as uncomfortable for her. When she moves, it means she's ready for you to move, and you can start fucking her, still going slow to allow her sphincter to relax. Now you try."

As Master explained, he'd been demonstrating. Not that I needed that much time anymore getting used to a prick in my pucker. It happened with sufficient frequency, I was used to it. Master could have started fucking me as soon as he bottomed out, but once again, I was a test dummy, so he could explain.

Juicy squealed beside me when Terry penetrated her ass with a live cock for the first time. Even given it was her first time, Terry wasn't so big she couldn't get used to it fairly quickly. Wait until Quinn claimed her ass. That took some getting used to. Terry waited until Juicy started to move and then he started fucking her.

"Damn, it's so tight," Terry moaned.

"Her muscles are trying to force you out like a big turd," Quinn said. "Gradually, it loosens up because she's fighting a losing battle, but the sphincter will cling tightly to your shaft regardless.

"Master, may I cum, please?" Juicy asked.

"Not yet," Terry groaned.

She climaxed anyway within a half minute. Terry liked that too, because it caused more squeezing.

Quinn was claiming Lenore's ass, right beside me. I didn't recall if Quinn had fucked her ass previously, or she was experiencing it for the first time now. She was going nuts on it though, much as her twin had done impaled on Quinn's cock, even though it was her ass. Watching the twins each take a dick in the ass was a treat not to be missed. As much as Terry had already cum today, he was still the first one to release, the thrill of the new taking hold of him. The first time he'd fucked an ass so arousing him.

Lenore reminded Agatha to clean her Master's cock when he pulled out, and without trying to look too closely at it, Agatha was sucking off her husband. She no longer had any problem taking all of his dick, and licked it down to the root. Angela cleaned Agatha's bottom for her.

Master was the second one to cum, and I cleaned Master off, and Brigitte took care of me. Alicia cleaned Lenore when Quinn orgasmed, and Lenore sucked his thick shaft.

"Would you like to see your slut airtight?" Master asked Terry.

"What's that?" Terry asked.

"Every one of Juicy's fuck holes filled with a cock," Master replied.

"I don't think I can get it up again," Terry said.

Master pointed at Quinn. "One." He pointed at Conor. "Two." He pointed at himself. "Three. You can take a break if you need one."

Terry looked at the three males, then at his wife. "What the hell. Why not."

So Agatha mounted Quinn, Master claimed her bum, (with a condom on), and Conor her mouth. Terry saw his wife airtight for the first time. What do you know, he managed to get an erection despite himself, and Lenore sucked him off. I swear, it was like watching Lenore airtight and Agatha sucking her husband off. The only difference between the two was Lenore was shaved bald, and Agatha wasn't.

If Terry thought Agatha went nuts for cock before, he hadn't seen anything yet. Agatha was on a stream of consciousness incoherent rant about fucking, cocks, cumming, more fucking, more cumming, more cocks the whole thirty minutes she was stuffed with dicks. The three men released almost simultaneously and she was in hog heaven as she felt their cum splashing into three separate holes at once. Agatha was nearly passed out in exhausted delirium when the three men pulled out. Once again, Agatha's twin, Lenore, cleaned up the mess, this time leaking from both her ass and cunt. All in all, a climactic finish to the day.

After a lengthy bath, where Agatha was tenderly washed by her husband, they went to bed, with no other sexual partners. I think they slept like the dead, both drained by the day's activities. Master took me and Lenore to bed, while Conor and Quinn took one of the two wolves to bed with one of the submissives to wait on them.

Since it was still fairly early, and Lenore had promised to call, she called Martha on her cell phone.

"Do you have time to talk, Mother?" Lenore asked. She held her hand over her phone. "She's leaving the bedroom to have some privacy," she informed us.

Master and I heard a one sided conversation. We couldn't always tell what Martha was saying, although we sometimes could, by the answer Lenore gave.

"My sister is now as big a slut as I am, Mother. Not a half hour ago, I saw her with a cock in her pussy, another one in her mouth, and one in her ass." "Uh-huh, at the same time." "None of them was her husband. He watched. Sean was the one in her ass." "We had a couple other men here helping to train Terry to be a good Master, so he won't hurt her." "That's right." "She's been spanked, paddled and whipped." "The spanking and paddle were to her ass. She was whipped on her back, tits and pussy too." "Yes, it hurts, but not as much as you think." "She climaxed when her pussy was whipped." "Terry practiced on me first, before he whipped Agatha." "Yes, I climaxed too." "I've sucked Terry's cock now, Mother, but I haven't fucked him. Not yet, anyway." "I think Agatha climaxed over thirty times today, but I wasn't keeping track." "Uh-huh. I don't think they'll stop anytime soon. They both seem to love it." "I loved watching her turned into a slut. It's almost like watching myself get fucked. Very exciting."

Then there was a long stretch where Lenore didn't speak at all. She just listened, and gave encouraging sounds. "Uh-huh" and "You don't say," or "That's interesting."

Finally, Lenore said, "You know I'm back at work on Monday, and so are my Master, Agatha and Terry, but I'm sure one of the other men could help. You'd be here with one or both of them, Jessica, the two bodyguards and Angela." "No, they won't rape you. No one is like that. They'll stop any time you've reached your limit. You'll have a safe word to stop anything you don't want to do." "I'm reasonably sure you'll enjoy it if you used to think about doing it yourself." "I wouldn't say anything to Daddy, nor would anyone else. You'd have to tell him yourself." "That's up to you." "Call me tomorrow if you make up your mind."

Lenore hung up. "I don't know about the other end of that conversation, but your side of it seemed quite interesting," Master said.

"Mom said that when she was young, sir, she dreamed of being in a submissive relationship, then she met Dad and got pregnant with me and my sister. Dad would never hear of anything outside of the norm, whatever that is. She wants to come on Monday when Dad is at work, and submit to one of the men."

"She does realize that she will get fucked, doesn't she?" Master asked.

"She knows. She's kind of hoping she does get fucked, sir," Lenore said. "She said Dad hasn't it gotten an erection for three years."

"What do you think about it?" I asked. "It sounds like it has the potential to fuck up your family."

"Will it though, Miss Jessica? I mean, I want this. I want what I have. Dad seems adamantly opposed to the idea, to the point he wouldn't even stay for dinner and walked out. My home life seems out the window already, but if Mom were to be like us, at least we'd have her. Instead of no parents, we'd have one."

"Is that what you want, Pet? I won't arrange it if you don't want it," Master said.

"I think I do. Wouldn't it be something if all of the women in my family were submissive?"

"Let's make sure it's okay with Agatha, sir, before deciding what to do. It affects both of them," I said.

"Stranger and stranger," Master said. "My life has certainly changed in unexpected and inexplicable ways since meeting you, Pussycat."

"You can't say I was the one who invited Pet into our marriage, sir. That was all due to you."

"Are you unhappy about it?" Master asked.

"Not yet," I said, "but I could use more convincing. Would you like to lick my pussy, Pet?"

"Of course, Miss Jessica. Whatever you desire."

I spread my legs. "Get busy, bitch."

******

"Are you sure you don't want to be my Dominant today? You did earn the right, as of six last night," I said. We were in the bathroom brushing our teeth after giving Master a morning blow job.

"I'd rather be able to come live with you and I don't want to take the chance of fucking that up, by doing something wrong, Miss Jessica."

"Oh, I'll be happy to tell you you're doing something wrong, bitch," I said with a smile.

"Actually, I think I'm happier as a submissive anyway, Miss Jessica. It involves less decision making."

"That's true. All you have to do is obey."

"Miss Jessica, thank you for sharing your husband and Master with me. I didn't expect to have this much happiness in my life, and I'm so glad you're willing to think non-traditionally, and accept another woman into your life."

"You're welcome, Lenore."

We went to the kitchen and found that Agatha was on her knees, worshiping her Master's cock, while Quinn cooked breakfast and Conor set the table. We waited politely for Agatha to finish her slave duties before spilling the news about her mother.

"Agatha, I had an interesting conversation with Mother last night," Lenore said.

"About what nasty sluts we were and she never wanted to see us again?"

"Actually, no. She said that when she was younger, she'd wanted to be a submissive as well. She was hoping to come here tomorrow and have someone Dominate her. Master Quinn, my Master, Terry, Agatha and I have to work tomorrow. She wants to come here while Dad works. Would you be available to give her what she wants."

"Mother? A submissive?" Agatha said. "She really said that?"

"She truly did. She also said Daddy hasn't had an erection for three years and she wants to get fucked in the worst way."

"Does she now?" Quinn said. "Is your mother an older version of your own sweet selves?"

"She is, Master Quinn," Lenore replied. "Miss Jessica thought we should ask Agatha if she had any objection to turning mother into one of your sluts, as it might affect us in the future, but if she didn't, turn you loose on her."

"Are you okay with that, Sean?" Quinn asked. "Me staying another day?"

"Would that mean you fucking my own sweet wife again, Quinn?" Master asked.

"With your permission," Quinn replied.

"What do you think, Jessica?" Master asked.

"I think that my submission ends at 6 PM tonight, and it would be insulting to my husband if I fucked anyone but Gretchen, Alicia, Brigitte, and now possibly Lenore, who it appears, will now be my Sister Slut, if my husband agrees that Lenore can begin her two month trial." Lenore jumped up and down, grabbed me, hugged me and kissed me wildly for half a minute. I laughed and extricated myself from her. "I'm sure Quinn understands the connotations of fucking someone else's mate more than her husband, but other than that, I have no objections to her being turned into a slut."

Quinn laughed. "Aye, I do understand those connotations. It would force your husband to challenge me for Dominance. I can see why you wouldn't want to risk his pretty face on a tough bastard like me."

"You understand perfectly, Master Quinn. I'm sure you'll have sufficient bitches to fuck without adding me to the mix. Master, are you sufficiently pleased with Lenore to allow her trial to begin?"