The Job Offer Ch. 03

Sasha just smiles and says, "Another bed to break in..." She laughs and giggles a bit.

Speaking of beds, Sam then asks his slut, "What are your thoughts about fucking on your bed?"

Sasha thinks for a bit but says, "It was definitely different; just a week ago, it was Heather and now it was with you, Master. Overall, it's just a bed, but I am glad that you pushed and took the dynamic up a notch. You made me cum without even touching me. That's how powerful you are and have become, Master. You make me very, happy."

Sam then lifts her chin so her eyes see his and says, "You do the same for me too, slut. I couldn't be this person without you. You fulfill my needs every day and then some. I cherish my time with you and do an amazing job taking care of me; even with this curse. I love you." Reaching over and pulling her into a hug.

Sasha whispers into his ear and says, "I love you too, Master. Always & forever."

With her in his arms, he slowly dozes off. The night he had was bizarre, but took a lot out of him. Soon he is dreaming about the werewolf feud with the vampires and constant war with each other. But within that dream, he sees a black wolf running towards him and transforms in front of him. Standing 8 feet high, he says, 'You have a big decision to make; chose wisely.' The 8 foot werewolf transforms back to a wolf, tilts his head downward and then turns around and leaves. Shaking his head in the dream, he asks, "What decision would that be?" to which there is no reply. Slowly he yells at the wolf but all it does is wake him up in the physical world.

Sam throws out his arms but finds himself still in the master bedroom, in bed and alone but covered with a blanket. Sasha is no longer cuddling with him; sitting up, he looks towards the bathroom and then to the open door. He then says, "Sasha?"

Sasha stops what she is doing but says, "Yes, Master?"

Sam then says, "Where and what are you doing?"

Sasha smiles a bit and says, "I am in the kitchen and preparing your lunch. Should I bring it up to you?"

Sam then says, "No, I will be down shortly. See you soon." Throwing back the blanket, he rolls out of bed and makes his way to his room to put on some clothes before heading downstairs for lunch. As he slowly gets dressed, he can smell the aromas of cheese and chicken floating up to the second floor from the kitchen. Whatever she is cooking smells wonderful. Putting on a t-shirt, he slowly makes his way out of his room and downstairs to the kitchen.

He walks into the kitchen and walks up behind her, placing his hands along her waist and says, "Whatcha making?"

With a spatula, she scoops out 2 quesadillas with all the fixings: cheese, chicken, and lots of green and red peppers. She turns around and hands him the plate, and then says, "I made you cheesy-chicken quesadillas. Hope you like it, Master."

Grabbing the plate and then leaning down to kiss her cheek, he then says, "Thanks, babe. They smell wonderful and delicious. You shouldn't have."

Sasha just shakes her head and says, "That's how we work so well together; you take care of me and I do the same. Plus, I enjoy it; love making you happy, Master. Don't forget to wash it down with something. Now, sit down and enjoy your lunch."

Nodding his head, he says, "Sure thing, partner." As he walks to the fridge to grab a bottle of water before heading to the breakfast nook to eat his meal. As he digs in, he sees Sasha make her way to him and sit next to him.

She just watches him eat and devour his lunch; it brings a smile to her face. She then says, "Any plans for the rest of the afternoon?"

In between bites, he says, "Thinking about going for either a walk or a run; then get dinner and hang out with you until it's time to lock me up." Looking at her, he then asks, "Do you have any idea on what you like to do?"

She bites her lip but says, "I have ideas, but mostly, that can wait till tomorrow. How about we continue our Underworld Marathon and watch the Rise of the Lycans; I hear it's how the Underworld all started (aka prequel)."

Finishing his meal and gulping down water; he then comes up for air and says, "Whatever you like babe; I am down."

After lunch, Sam cleans up his mess and then heads up to get his running shoes. Once he puts them on, he heads downstairs and then heads out. Shockingly enough as he runs, his legs don't feel sore at all from the all night of running last night. He pushes himself and does 2 laps around his neighborhood and does about 10K in record timing. Still can't fathom the joy of running and the freedom it comes with it. Stopping at home, he takes a quick shower and then calls to order some Italian food for dinner. He orders it early since it will take time to prepare and deliver it. With the rest of his time, he checks his email and does some web surfing until his slut interrupts him. She has a way of pulling him away from such things.

They both lay down on his bed to chit-chat a bit. She then informs him she found a message board for non vampires to hang out. She passes the info to him so he can make a profile and start looking for additional work. Sasha then also informs him that since it's already been a week and it's up to him when to work again.

Sam then says, "Let's get through the last full moon and then look for jobs. I think our cash flow took a hit, but I think it will bounce back once we find a new job. Once I get a hang of being a werewolf, I feel we can do these jobs at anytime of the day, depending on the job, of course."

Sasha nods her head and says, "Once Heather is on board, we can do jobs at night; rogues during the day. But again, it depends on what our girlfriend decides and/or her job dictates. I am hoping for the best." She giggles a bit, but then says, "I enjoy having you all to myself, but I don't know. I miss having her here. Weird, huh?"

Shaking his head, Sam says, "I don't think it's weird at all. I feel that our relationship is growing and you want to grow beyond what's normal. I am glad that you're opening yourself up to new opportunities and trying out new things. Plus, having a new person in the mix helps with that. In some ways, she is your girlfriend, but in others, a sister-slut. A person you can relate to and share things with besides me. Don't worry, but I miss her, too."

The doorbell rings, and that stops their conversation. Sasha is up and heads to the door in seconds, but forgets that the sun is still shining. She waits patiently for her master to head downstairs to answer the door. And sure enough, it's his dinner for the evening and not Heather. Sasha looks kind of sad but hopes to see her sister-slut soon. There are more pressing matters to attend to, and one of them is tonight. Sam takes his food to the living room to eat and sets up Underworld - Rise of the Lycans. Starting the movie and digging in to his food, he watches his slut watching intently. She is eager to learn more of the back-story but sadden in a way cause Selene isn't in this one but the woman. Sonya looks or resembles Selene in a lot of ways.

Sam just smiles and shocked that his slut loves these movies about how they present vampires and werewolves today. They are good movies, but most of them are just fiction; especially the last movie where Selene takes the blood of the original Corvinus and becomes a Daywalker. It doesn't happen, or so does it; perhaps someday Sasha will start taking his blood and test Heather's theory regarding being titanium and silver resistant. Hard part would be to curb the addictiveness of his blood so she can take it. If it's possible, he wants her to have the immunity so she won't get hurt down the line.

Finishing his meal, he walks around his slut and lays down at the end of the couch and lays down. She slowly feels his presence and then scoots back to lie down next to him. Sam isn't really paying much attention to the movie, but is focusing much on his slut. He is happy that she's captivated by these movies, but hopes that she doesn't fall too hard into it. Yeah, werewolves are hunting vampires, but are vamps hunting werewolves? Doesn't know but hopes that this doesn't happen with his family; he understands the reasons they do it but it conflicted overall and hopes he doesn't have to choose. His primary concern is his partner/slut, cause she is his world and then it's his family.

Having her in his arms feels like a security blanket. When he is close to her, he feels normal in some aspect. In some aspect, he can feel the wolf changing him; some good and a little bad. In short, he's becoming something different. He can't explain it, but it's a feeling. It's like the movie Matrix. He doesn't believe in fate, but somehow his world and dreams are unravelling and can't shake this feeling. Something big is about to happen and it's going to be soon.

The movie ends and begin discussing the movie. He just listens to her critiquing the movie and wished that Selene was more part of it but it's a prequel. After she says her piece, Sam butts in and says, "It's a prequel; this starts the war between werewolves and vampires. However, the movie is a love story between two people: a vampire and a werewolf. If Sonya didn't get pregnant, then this war wouldn't have happened, but Viktor was a racist and couldn't live with his daughter, having an abomination. This movie is a representation of what everyday life is with mixed couples. We have to mix things up to keep humanity moving forward and you can't be racist."

Sasha looks at her master and understands his reasoning but then wonders about the love story itself. She wonders about her relationship with Sam. He's a new werewolf, and she's a vampire; will it work out? In her heart, she feels it will but doesn't know the influences of other werewolves or pack will have on him. She just hopes for the best.

The clock chimes 10pm and time has run out for Sam once again. Feeling the itch to get moving, he gets up and starts turning off the TV and computer. Then he heads to the library to unlock the door to the basement. He tries his best to control himself but can feel the transformation taking place underneath his clothes. Fighting hard against it, he makes his way downstairs two at a time. Sasha is right behind him and soon passes him by to unlock the cell door. It opens and soon Sam looks at his slut for reassurance.

Sasha looks at her master and says, "Strip, or you will buy more than just food but clothes as well. Hurry, you don't have all day!" She says to him.

Sam takes off his clothes and fighting off the change with expletive words. Walking into the cell to turn around quickly to ask, "Can this cell really hold me?" Asking curiously.

Shaking her head, she tells him that if it can hold a vampire, then it sure can hold a werewolf. She then continues to say, "I won't leave you, Master. Yes, you'll be locked in, but I will stay outside this door until you order me otherwise. Good luck."

Sam walks in further and then the door locks him in. There are no handle and/or a window; just a solid stainless steel cage. Taking deep breaths, he tries to control his shifting so that it doesn't hurt but finding out that he can't control it. Swearing up a storm.

Sasha hears his frustrations but then says, "Master, I am no werewolf expert, but trying to control the shift is futile. Just let it happen and soon it will become easier. The more you shift, the faster and comfortable you will become." She says with reassurance.

The slut is probably right on this one. Only shifted once but can't remember it; perhaps she is on to something. With a grunt, and a little less swearing, he lets it happen. With one gigantic roar, he shifts; joints popping and bones elongating, he transforms from man to wolf and then too? He then says, "Sasha?"

Sasha looks at the door in a bewildered expression and says, "Master?"

Sam then says, "Sashaaaaa, oooopen ttthhe dooor."

Sasha then steps up and places her hand on the console and unlocks the door. It swings open and is about to swing shut when a clawed hand reaches out to stop the door in its tracks. Pushing it to the side, Sam lowers his head and emerges out from the cell on his hind legs. It's a slow and steady process, but takes his time. Once he gets out, he makes his way towards his slut but only to find her slowly walking backwards. Bewildered, he then says, "Why are you walking away from me, slut?" In a deep voice, not his own.

Sasha stops in her tracks but then stutters a bit, but says, "Sorrry, Master. I was surprised for a bit. I am shocked to hear your voice so clearly; just assumed that you would turn into a wolf, but not this?"

Flexing his hands a bit and getting annoyed, he then says, "I changed into a wolf; what is it you see?"

She continues to stare at him intently but then says, "A wolf walks on four legs but you're standing in front of me on 2. You're about 8+ feet tall, black hair covers your features but look like a muscled bound wolf." Her eyes leave his snouted face and roam over his physique and then settle down at his groin. She takes a big gulp and then falls down to her knees, but says, "And your cock seems to have grown bigger as well. It no longer just hangs between your legs, but is now pointing up and is about 14 inches long." As she looks at it and licks her lips.

Sam takes a moment and then looks down at himself; sure enough, his slut is telling him the truth. He's indeed covered in black hair/fur; his body's ripped and stacked. Looking at his clawed hands, he grips them and feels the power that radiates from them. Then looks further down and sees that he's indeed has a major erection down below. Sam looks on to his slut and sees that she's indeed turned on by what she sees. He can tell by the heat that is emanating from her pussy and from her arousal. He then steps closer and looks down on his slut then says, "You like what you see, slut? I didn't feed your inner slut today; care to caress and stroke your Master's cock to feed your appetite?"

She is hesitant to reach out to him; deep down, she knows it's her Master, but seeing him like this has gotten her skittish a bit. She slowly reaches out to grab hold of his enormous cock with both hands. She strokes him up and down. Amazed by his girth and his size, but wonders more.

Sam takes a step further and reaches out with his right claw hand the places it on the back of her head and pulls her closer but says, "SUCK IT, SLUT."

Reluctantly, she follows her Master's wishes and descends onto his cock and licks his bulbous head to lick up his pre-cum before then taking him further. Once his cock hits the back of her throat, her eyes roll backward and continues to devour him. Slowly she takes him further down her throat but stops. The angle of his cock prevents her from going further down and only takes in 8 inches or so, but continues to bob up and down. Working his cock with both of her hands, tongue and throat, she relishes the feel of his power and control over her.

Arching his back to give her more of himself; he can feel his balls constrict and the need for his slut ebb him of his strength. Soon he feels she is only stroking him with one hand, while the other is caressing and squeezing his enormous balls like Chinese Baoding Balls. Grunting and trying his best to control himself, he feels her increasing the pressure on his shaft with her tongue and hand. Losing the battle, he gives in and soon feels his balls tightening up further and it's only a matter of time before he fires. Making fists with his hands, and arching his back, Sam roars out with need and starts shooting ropes of cum down her throat.

She counts and swallows his cum down her throat; knowing her Master, his cum will be thicker and will probably shoot more than in his human form. Sasha swallows 10 ropes of cum and then eases herself away from his cock to milk him for whatever he has left. She counts another 7 shots and finds her mouth filled with his cream but can't contain any more. The only thing she can do is swallow what's in her mouth before storing more of his cum into it. After swallowing the contents of his 7 shots, she continues to milk his cock's worth and soon he dumps another 5 shots to almost fill her mouth. Continuing to stroke and pull on his cock, she got one more shot. Pulling away, she looks up at her Master, opens her mouth to show him he indeed filled her mouth with the white milking substance before closing and swallowing it down whole.

Sam then says, "How many shots, slut?"

Sasha then says, "You shot 10 ropes down my throat, filled my mouth twice with cum, 7 the first time and 6 the second. My tummy is full of your rich cream, Master. My inner slut thanks you for your deposit and looks forward to more in the future."

Taking a deep breath, Sam then says, "You have done well, slut; taken my strength and energy but have fulfilled your inner slut needs and relaxed mine. I cannot hold this form for much longer, but have to say that you're the best supernatural cocksucker." Slowly, his joints pop, and Sam finds himself down on all fours. Tilting his head to the side, he nuzzles his snout into her neck.

Feeling his snout in the crook of her neck, she immediately hugs her master and brings him closer so she can comb his fur with her fingers. She is awe over her feelings for him and his fur; he is so soft. With a slight twist of his snout, he pushes her down onto her back and licks her with his tongue. She giggles and laughs but then says, "I love you too, Master." Tries to push him off but sees his blue crystal eyes staring into her. Slowly standing up, she then says, "Let me check out this form, Master." She sees he is a lot bigger than your average wolf, standing about 4 feet high, and 8 feet long. Sporting an all black exterior with bushy collar. She continues to pet her Master but says, "I am no expert, but you look big for a wolf; wish Heather was here to give her expert advice. Hmm, well Master, I can honestly say that we're both right; you are the black wolf, but what would your status be within the pack of your alpha?"

Sam doesn't care about any of that right now, but wants to play and tease his slut. So he then turns his head and sticks his snout between her legs and then moves it upwards to tap her lower lips and clit. As soon as he does it, her legs tighten up around his snout.

Sasha then says, "Such a naughty wolf you are, Master. Always teasing me..." As she shudders through a mild orgasm as his snout rubs her clit. She tries to control his head, but soon he pulls away to lick her moistened shorts. The shudder becomes a ripple and soon she's overcome with an intense orgasm. Uncontrollably, she falls to her knees and rides on the waves of ecstasy. Her mind is screaming, 'WTF, even in his wolf form, he can get me off; fuck.' She says, "Damn, Master. You amaze me in more ways than one. Even in your wolf form, you made me cum. I wish you can give me more." Laughing to herself and being greedy.

Sam whines a bit but continues to lick but not her wet spot, but her face. He so wishes to transform or shift back to his normal self and fulfill her wishes. But it's a full moon night and doesn't know if he could do it even if he tried. Out of nowhere, they both hear a wolf's howl in the distance and it agitates the shit out of Sam. His movements are erratic, jumping from one paw to the next.

Sasha figures it out and says, "Let me guess, that is your alpha and it's a call for you to join him. Tilt your head downward if I am correct or bark if I am wrong."

Sam tilts his head downward and is shocked to hear his slut jump and shriek for joy.

Sasha then says, "Ok, let's head upstairs and diligently. I bet you're excited to run out there and meet him, but calm down. I have an idea to sort out quickly and I don't want you to break any windows, ok?"