The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Here There be Wolfs

Chapter 2

By Ummagumma Burglar

(mc, fu, be, mm, mf, ff, hm, md, fd)

My cell phone rang. A picture of my girlfriend lit up the LCD screen. It was from a new years eve party a couple years back. She’s wearing a little black cocktail dress and blowing me a kiss. The name Jess with hearts around it appears under her image. I waited and let it ring a second time. I guess I didn’t want to seem too eager. Like I hadn’t been staring at the phone all day waiting for this call. It seemed stupid even as I was doing it. We had been in a terrific relationship, we were way past silly games like how many rings should I give her. But that was before the camping trip, before the chanting, before the Master.

Returning to our lives after that day in the woods, everything just seemed so pale and tame. Our sex life fizzled. We tried rowdier and rowdier stuff to try to bring the spark back, rough stuff, spanking, choking, dildoes, nothing worked. We didn’t bother with role playing. There was only one fantasy on our minds now and pretending would cheapen the real thing. We never laughed anymore. We were always looking for little ways to criticize each other and gain the upper hand. Jess didn’t always come straight home after work. I was pretty sure she was cheating on me. God knows I was cheating on her.

The phone rang a third time. I realized I was a little afraid to answer. What if Jess had failed? What if we could never go back? What if the chanting never stopped?

* * *

I first heard the chanting in my cubicle the first day back to work after the camping trip. That chant the wolves had done kept playing back, quietly at first but then louder and louder. At first I tried to believe it was just that powerful memory coming back to me but that just wasn’t true. I heard the chanting as surely as if the wolves were in the cubicle with me, their breath hot in my ear, their hands on me again. What was more, I felt the chanting. It sent waves of electricity up and down my spine. My cock pulsed with its rhythm. It was painfully hard, ready to tear through my trousers. I panicked. I thought I was going to die if I couldn’t get some relief.

I got up and tried to walk briskly but inconspicuously to the men’s room. It would be obvious to anyone that I had a furious hard-on. It was just impossible to miss. I turned a corner in the cubicle maze and almost ran into one of my coworkers. Mid 30’s, mother of three, bit of a fitness nut. I couldn’t think of her name. Her eyes met mine and widened with fear at first, then they softened. She let out a faint gasp of surprise. I hoped she would see I was in a hurry to get somewhere and step out of my way but she just stood there gaping at me.

I excused myself and ducked around her, made it to the men’s room and sighed with relief. It was empty. I took two steps toward the stall and then cursed inwardly as I heard the door open again behind me. I looked back and it was the same coworker. The look on her face said she was a million miles away. She drifted toward me like a ghost. I froze, confused. My dick felt ready to explode. When she was so close I could feel her breath on my throat her eyes teared up and she murmured, “No. No, please. I love my husband. Please no.” Then she sprang into action.

She wrestled viciously with my belt and my fly. Getting them undone would have been an easier task for her but her hands were shaking, desperate. When at last she freed my painfully swollen prick she gripped it like a rope thrown to a drowning woman. With her other hand she unceremoniously pulled her panties aside and slid herself onto me. Christ, I’d never felt a woman so hot and wet.

She pulled me towards her until I had her back hard against the wall. She began writhing against me, my grateful cock filling her. She moaned like a whore. Anyone could have heard. Our frantic humping triggered the motion sensor on the electric hand dryer. By some conspiracy of fate it was pointed right at the spot where we were joined. She screamed at the top of her lungs and I released gasping. It felt like I was pumping buckets into her. Like I hadn’t come in months. I must have made a mess out of her conservative black nylons and expensive pumps. It felt like it was going everywhere.

“Thank you.” She whispered in my ear. “Thank you so much.”

I zipped up and walked out of the bathroom without a glance back at her. How could that have happened? How could I have cheated in Jess with that trash? Still it wasn’t long before the chanting came back. Twice more that day, in fact. It was the same story again with two more office sluts, one in the copy room, one out in the parking lot. I realized it wasn’t them. It was me. When that chanting was on me something seemed to radiate out from me. I was insatiable and irresistible.

That week I tore through the entire secretary pool – office managers, I guess they called themselves. Didn’t matter. They fucked like secretaries. On Friday I cornered some poor bike courier in the janitor’s closet. He stood trapped in my eyes and swore up and down he wasn’t gay. Told me about his girlfriend. Offered to show me pictures of her on his phone. Sobbed and asked me what was happening to him. In the end he begged for my cock like the rest of them. He had an ass like – well, there’s really nothing to compare it to, like a 19 year old who rode a bike around all day. He tried to give me his number when I was done.

* * *

Four rings. The phone would go to voicemail after six. This was getting stupid. Jess was my girlfriend. We were just going through a rough patch, a very, very strange rough patch. But above all else I loved her and I wanted to hear her voice. I picked up.

“Hey.”

“Chaz wants to go camping.” She said. Then she hung up. I was so relieved I thought I would cry. Everything was going to be okay.

* * *

The solution came to us as Jess and I were lying in bed Saturday night. The sex had been fine, just fine. I was pretending to be asleep, wondering what was going to happen to us. It was around 2:00 a.m. when the chanting started up again, different this time. It didn’t have the slow build up I’d grown accustomed to. It rang loud as thunder right from the first verse.

I sat bolt upright in shock and to my surprise, Jess did the same. Her eyes were half lidded, her head swayed to the rhythm. She was hearing it too. Without a word between us we tore into each other. She pinned me down with terrifying strength and straddled me. Her hot pussy gobbled up my straining cock and she went wild on it. We were snarling and howling, biting hard on each other’s necks and chests. The nice Mormon couple in the next condo over must have heard. They couldn’t help it. We were screaming obscenities at the top of our lungs. The passion and the pleasure were maddening.

She looked wildly into my eyes. Her nails dug deep into my back. He body twisted and released, twisted and released and when we came together I saw the gates of heaven open. She howled and pounded on my chest as the stampeding pleasure wracked her again and again and in that moment we had our revelation. The chanting was not just nonsense syllables driving us slowly mad. It was the ancient language of the wolves and furthermore, we could understand some of it, just one line. “We demand sacrifice.”

The phone rang. Again, it was 2:00 in the morning. I knew of only one person it could possibly be. Sure enough it was my brother, panting like he’d just run a marathon. I put him on speaker. Jess would want to hear this too.

“Bro, it’s me. You’ll never believe what just happened.”

“I know,” I said, “It just happened here too.” But Jason was too excited to stop. I understood where he was coming from. It was like a terrible burden had been lifted away.

“All we have to do is bring them someone. That’s what the sacrifice means. We bring them someone and they’ll let us back in. I’m sure of it. God, maybe the Master will even reward us. Can you imagine?”

Suddenly I could imagine. The idea sent a shiver down my spine. I looked over at Jess in the dim light and a smile began to spread across her lips. She was imagining too. I hung up on Jason and pounced on her. We were at it all night.

* * *

All day Sunday, all we could talk about was who. Who could we get? Who would be a worthy sacrifice? We weighed the pros and cons of literally everyone we knew from the postman to the snotty barista at the espresso stand in our local grocery store. The moment Jess said the name Chaz, the discussion was over.

Chaz was a student in the early morning yoga class Jess teaches. He’s the only male in the class under the age of 50. Young executive type. Real sleaze. Jess was always complaining to me about him. He would hit on all the other women in the class and she would have to warn him off, tell him he was making the other students uncomfortable. Then he would hit on her. She had asked her supervisor if there was any way to remove him from the class but he was a platinum plus member of the gym. There was nothing she could do. Neither of us knew what it was that made him such a perfect sacrifice but something resonated when she said that name. It had to be him.

The day of the camping trip was glorious. I’d never seen a sky so blue. Jess had told Chaz to show up at 8:00. He was buzzing at our door at 7:40. Douche. It didn’t matter. We’d been packed and ready for days. Neither of us had slept a wink the night before. When he came in he was clearly disappointed to see me. Jess must have led him to believe it would just be the two of them. Good girl. Chaz was all dolled up in brand new matching Columbia wear. His backpack still had the tag on it. I tried to stay neutral and friendly as I offered him some coffee but when his back was turned I licked my lips and thought about how fast the Master would rip through all that Gore-Tex.

The buzzer sounded again at five minutes till and the rest of the party arrived. Jason came in smiling along with Nina and … Oh my God. I felt like I’d been drenched in ice water. Everything had been going so perfectly.

“Surprise!” Penny yelled and she bounded up and gave me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. I stared daggers at Jason but he was chatting amiably with Chaz and paying no attention to me. Nina was grinning brilliantly the way she does. “Penny dropped by a few nights ago. As soon as we saw her we just knew she had to come camping with us. Isn’t that right, sweetie?”

Penny let go and smiled up at me. I had to smile back. In spite of everything, it was good to see her again. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d seen her looking so happy.

Our little sister had a rough time in school. She was an early bloomer. I’m a little embarrassed talking about it but it was a big deal for her. She already had D cups in 7th grade. The other girls were jealous and treated her like shit. The boys all just wanted in her pants. By the time she got to high school there were so many rumors going around about her she never had a chance. Jason and I did what we could to help her. We kicked a few asses when the boys got out of line and we found out about it. But Penny didn’t want our help and she kept secrets from us.

This was her senior year and she’d finally gotten a little clique of friends together. They seemed like losers to me. I thought she deserved better, but they weren’t on drugs and they treated Penny like their queen. She was going for kind of a suicide girl look, all black nail polish and heavy mascara. She’d dyed red streaks in her short black hair. Jason and I had talked her out of the really aggressive facial piercings she wanted but she was rocking a bunch of metal in her ears and a little on her eyebrow. Apparently she just got a wild hair and drove out to the city to visit us. I wanted desperately to turn her away but it really seemed like this was the will of the Master. I was powerless to interfere.

That didn’t stop me from being pissy with Jason as we loaded up the XTerra and headed out. I aimed a few barbed comments at him but they seemed to slide right off his back. In fact, everyone was in such a good mood it was contagious. Before we were even out of the city I had the window rolled down and the sunlight in my face and I was smiling as big as the rest of them.

What was more, I could smell it already, the scent of the wolves on the breeze. I wanted to get there as urgently as I had ever wanted anything but I forced myself to drive the speed limit. I think that’s why everyone let me drive. This was too important to make dumb mistakes. Jess was in the passenger seat. I knew she smelled it too. She was listless the whole way and would rub her thighs together when she thought no one was watching.

In the rearview I could see Chaz was watching but he was also trying to chat up my sister. Clearly he thought this was some kind of fix up. I chuckled to myself. He had no idea. Anyway he was getting nowhere. This was the first I’d heard of it but apparently one of her dorky buddies had gotten up the nerve to ask her out. My little sister was going steady. It was a real moment.

The trailhead started right off the side of the highway. I was ready to forget everything and make a bee line into the woods but Penny reminded me I had to unlock the trunk so we could get our packs out. So close. Had to keep it together. Couldn’t blow it when we’d come so far.

My suspicions were correct. It turned out Chaz had never hiked a day in his life. His boots weren’t broken in and it was clear within a couple of miles that his feet were killing him. I almost felt sorry for him. It was pretty pathetic to see him hobbling along but the fact was he was slowing us down. Penny, who didn’t even know where we were going seemed the most irritated with him. Finally she wheeled around and said, “Can you make it or not? Maybe you should just go back and wait in the car.”

Chaz sat down on a felled log looking miserable. “Yeah, maybe that’s a good idea. Tell you what. I’m gonna take a minute here. You guys go ahead and I’ll catch up.”

I started to panic. I knew this was a situation I’d usually be able to handle but I could smell the wolves in the air. I could hear the chanting in the distance. I wasn’t imagining it. I was sure of it. My dick was straining against my old jeans. It was obvious to anyone who wanted to check. We were so close. The deer trail was just around the next bend but without the sacrifice I knew we’d never be allowed back into the glade.

Then Jess piped up, my angel. “Hey, I know a shortcut.”

Chaz and Penny looked at her skeptically. The rest of us wanted to jump her bones right there. God, she was brilliant. She went on.

“It’s a little rough but it’ll get us there in, like, 20 minutes.”

She bent at the waist, ostensibly to get at eye level with Chaz. I swear the power of her flawless cleavage could move mountains. “Think you can make it, tough guy?” she winked.

Chaz wasn’t even pretending to look her in the eye. He gaped like a fish down her blouse. He looked like he’d just found the lost city of gold. Trying to conceal a wince he stood up and our party was moving again, around the bend, down the deer trail, over the rough ground and through the heavy brush with Jess in the lead. Penny was behind me, holding onto one of the ties on my backpack like she used to when we were kids walking to school together. The chanting was deafening now. I was astounded our guests couldn’t hear it. We passed the signpost, the rocks and antlers, and no one said a word. We were out of breath. We’d set a much faster pace than last time and everyone was breathing hard and looking down at their feet. I didn’t even realize we were in the glade until Penny screamed.

We all snapped back to reality. The wolves were waiting for us this time. They had us surrounded. My head swam. I’d waited so long. Their chanting filled my head, my whole body seemed to pulse with it. My lips moved along with the words. I knew them all by heart now. I felt Penny grab my arm.

“Jesus!” she whispered, “What are they? What’s going on?”

It was like she was a million miles away. I could barely understand her much less respond. I looked around at the grinning faces of the wolves. Some I recognized but there were many more here than there had been last time. They must have come from all over. At my side I felt Penny begin to relax. The chanting was slowly having its effect. First her grip on my arm loosened and then she leaned into me. I could feel her hips begin to move against my thigh. Then I saw him.

He appeared out of the undergrowth like a dream. He was everything I remembered and more. I felt a tear roll down my cheek. Once again I stood in the presence of the Master. Penny saw him too. Without realizing it she started grinding hard against my leg. Chaz began shaking his head and his lips moved but no sound would come out. The Master surveyed us with his cold, arrogant stare.

He made a careless gesture with his hand and two enormous wolves, taller even than the Master, thick with hard muscles stepped up to our group. One took a fistful of my sister’s hair and pulled her away from me. She gazed dreamily up at his scarred face. The part of me that could have fought back to protect my baby sister was long dead. All I could do was lick my lips in anticipation.

The big wolf ripped her pants off as if they were made of tissue and ran a thick calloused finger up her silky thigh and deep between her legs. Bare-assed in front of her big brothers and everyone she moaned and put her hands on his powerful chest. Suddenly a bewildered look crossed the giant wolf’s face and he knelt down to peer closely at my sister’s pussy. His eyes widened and he let out a bark of laughter. He seized her ankle and lifted up violently. She squealed as she found herself dangling upside down, held high with her legs spread wide. The wolf turned slowly so all the congregation could see. All the wolves in turn did the same double-take and then laughed fiercely when they were sure of what they were seeing. My little sister had a clit ring.

While this was happening, Penny was heedless of the humiliation. From her awkward position she was struggling to reach back and take hold of the contents of the giant wolf’s loincloth. She seemed absolutely fixated. When he was satisfied everyone had gotten their laugh, he held her still and obliged her. Once she got the pesky cloth out of the way and saw what he had she gasped. The wolf gave a contented chuckle. Still holding her up by the ankle he began licking the little bar of steel he’d become so fascinated with. My sister moaned and with a great gulp she took his gargantuan length into her throat.

The other guard wolf snatched the scruff of Chaz’ windbreaker and forced Chaz down to his knees before the Master. Some of the wolves in the circle laughed cruelly. I felt like doing the same but I didn’t dare make a sound. This was going to be good. The Master swaggered forward until his loincloth was right in Chaz’ face. Chaz looked up at him pitifully. He must have guessed what was going on. The Master regarded him curiously at first, his brilliant eyes penetrating into Chaz’ very soul. Then a hint of a smile crossed his lips.

“It is a worthy sacrifice.” He said.

Relief flooded over me. We had done well. We had pleased the Master. The Great One nodded and Chaz, entranced reached toward his loincloth and revealed his glory. I swallowed hard. The Master’s cock. The object of my idolatry. At last I got to see it again. I was overwhelmed with emotion.

Then the unthinkable happened. Chaz made a strangled noise in the back of his throat and fell backwards away from the mighty prong. The congregation could only watch in horror as our meager offering scrambled to his feet and bolted deeper into the forest. The wolves stopped laughing. It was clear such ingratitude was beyond their imagination. None of them even moved to stop him. He was just gone.

A female voice whispered directly in my ear, a voice that held all the kindness in the world. It was the she-wolf who had taken an interest in me before. I hadn’t heard her approach behind me but now the scent of her filled my nostrils, intoxicating.

“Poor thing,” she said, “He will do himself harm. Go after him, would you?”

I couldn’t help thinking harm was exactly what he deserved. The God damned effrontery of that fucking worm. Still it was the will of the lady wolf. My feet were obeying before my mind had a chance to tell them what to do.

Chaz’ scent was hard to miss. The dumbfuck had worn some kind of body spray on a camping trip. But he was moving at astonishing speed. I wouldn’t have thought he had it in him given the state of his feet. Pursuing him through the lush forest past sights I had never seen, my instincts warned me which plants would harm me, which terrain would ensnare me. Chaz had no such sense. He blundered in a straight line away from the glade. I couldn’t match his foolish speed. He was getting away.

But soon enough his trail heated up. He had stopped moving. In no time I caught up with him and found out why. In a small clearing in the woods, Chaz was face down in the dirt, scrabbling with his hands and one leg to keep moving forward. A toad the size of a compact car was perched on a stump. His long tongue was wrapped around Chaz’ leg and a deep, rich chuckle came from deep in his throat.

Chaz made a heroic lunge for freedom but fell flat on his face again. The toad’s sticky tongue held fast to his pants and pulled them down around his knees as he struggled. Slowly it snaked around his bare thigh dripping with ooze and paused for just a moment just shy of his ass. Regardless of how I felt about Chaz, I had to admit it was a good tush. His struggling had ceased. He was exhausted and afraid.

The toad’s eyes rolled back in its head and the tongue plunged in. I could see it writhing and pulsing as it rooted deeper and deeper into him. Chaz howled in shock but could only lie there and take it. One hand was still clawing feebly to get away and the other was stroking his cock madly. The toad made a deep gurgling sound and rivulets of slime ran from deep within it down the length of its tongue and into Chaz, spilling out of him and forming a puddle on the ground. It wasn’t long before he was covered head to toe in slimy mud and whimpering in ecstasy. He came and added his own feeble contribution to the gooey mess he was wallowing in.

I don’t know where I found the words or the courage but I stepped forward into the clearing. “All right, toad, you’ve had your fun. That little piggy is a gift for the Master Wolf. You will defile him no more.”

The toad’s bulging eyes rolled to stare me down. I could see terrible intelligence and strength behind those square pupils but I held my ground. I was a loyal servant to my Master. No one and nothing would stop me from executing my duty to him. If I had to die in his service it would be my honor.

The toad sucked its tongue back into its gaping mouth. Chaz let out a faint sound of protest as it slid out of him and left him empty. The toad spoke in a wise old voice.

“Foolish boy. You should do as this one did, run before the wolfs tire of you. This forest will show you more mercy than they.”

The ground shook as the toad hoisted its bulk down from the stump and made its way back into the forest in lazy, lurching hops. Chaz was unrecognizable, still laying in the muck, weeping and playing with himself. I helped him out of the rest of his clothes. They were no good to anyone now.

“Can you get up?” I asked.

He nodded weakly. His eyes never met mine. He staggered to his feet and followed me meekly back through the woods, holding my hand. When we got back to the wolves’ glade the festivities were well underway. My companions were all stripped bare and wildly fucking and sucking any wolf in arms reach. I despised Chaz for every moment of this he had cost me but looking at him in his sorry state, I supposed he had been punished appropriately.

The she-wolf who had sent me away caught sight of us first. She had Jess’ face buried deep in her crotch and had a little difficulty extricating herself but she made it over to the edge of the clearing where Chaz and I stood. She gave me a look of gratitude and lightly ran her soft hand along the length of my dick through my pants. Then she attended to Chaz. She looked deep into his vacant eyes and then circled behind him. She knelt down and prying his buttocks apart she licked his chafed hole. Looking disgusted she spat on the ground and said,

“This is the work of that toad, isn’t it?”

Some of the other she-wolves noticed us and circled around Chaz looking concerned and fussing over him. One sat on the ground and the wolves laid Chaz down with his head in her lap. She stroked his hair gently. They all clearly gave deference to the first wolf and tried to stay out of her way as she attended him.

One of them handed her a leather pouch. She picked through it delicately with one finger, fishing out some choice herbs and berries. When she had everything she was looking for she put the whole handful in her mouth and chewed them together into a paste. She lifted up Chaz’ legs like she was changing a baby and smeared the poultice up and down the crack of his ass.

The effect was immediate. The color flooded back into Chaz’ face and his eyes focused. The she wolves breathed a sigh of relief. Their leader looked up at me appreciatively.

“Toad never knows when to stop. He surely would have killed this man if you hadn’t come.”

Another she-wolf clasped her hands by her face and batted her eyelashes at me playfully.

“My hero,” she swooned.

Another one crept up behind me and pinched my butt lightly. “How shall we reward such a brave little human?” she purred into my ear.

The lead she-wolf stood toe to toe with me, towering over me. The top of my head barely reached the crest of her bountiful, firm tits. “I’m sure we’ll all find a way,” she cooed, “but no one goes before me.

The wolf behind me ripped the shirt off my back as their alpha freed my cock from my jeans. It was throbbing painfully, on the verge of blue balls. I’d waited so long. She wrapped her broad, hot tongue entirely around my manhood and using her tongue alone began to stroke me off. I gasped in wonder. The pleasure and relief were worth any danger. I could have died a happy man right there.

But that wasn’t the only trick up the wily she-wolf’s sleeve. Still working me with her tongue she took me in her mouth and sucked as no man deserves to be sucked. I can only imagine the look on my face. The other she-wolves giggled and surrounded me, licking my face and neck, tickle torturing me with their soft tails, whispering the filthiest things into my ears.

One of them lay beneath her mistress and ate her steaming pussy as she gobbled me. The bold one behind me dropped down, spread my ass wide and began licking and sucking my pucker. When I instinctively started to shy away from the unfamiliar feeling two of them grabbed my arms and steadied me. All I could do was close my eyes and swim in the pleasure. Cumming would have been the easiest thing in the world but I fought the urge with all my strength. I never wanted this to end.

Unfortunately that wasn’t my decision. The she-wolf decided she wanted my cum and I was powerless to withhold it from her. She took hold of my sack and sucked me harder still. The other wolves took their cue and began moaning and fingering themselves. The wolf behind me drove her tongue completely into my ass. I came like thunder. I came like the volcano. It felt like my orgasm would tear my body apart. The she-wolves laughed and laughed as I thrashed and pumped buckets of hot sperm down the wolf’s hungry throat.

I must have blacked out for a second. When I came to I was laying in a living nest of she-wolves, all in a circle licking and fingering each other. When I was able to orient myself I saw a male wolf, slender tall and proud, approaching the shade tree where Chaz was curled naked in a ball. The alpha female stood and went to meet him. He pointed to the huddled figure.

“That one. Have you seen to him?”

“He will recover,” she replied, “given time.”

He sneered, “Then he’s ready.”

He took a stride towards Chaz whose eyes widened. He cringed back against the tree trunk and tried to make himself invisible. The she-wolf made a move to stop the young male but a terrible deep voice rang in all of our heads.

“He is ready.” It was the voice of the Master. None dared disobey it. All the wolves looked up startled for a moment before realizing it was nothing to do with them. They resumed their savage fucking right away. The she-wolf composed herself and curled back up with her sisters in the writhing, licking mass.

Chaz cowered as the wolf drew near, his half-hard cock swinging low, slobbering ropes of precum onto the ground. He stood before Chaz tall and vain like a rock star, his stance wide, one hand on his hip, his head held high. Chaz’ fear was obvious but he was under the spell. Timidly, like a beggar, he reached up and touched the tip of that powerful fuck stick. He was rewarded with a little twitch and a glob of precum on his finger, sliding down his knuckle. He moved his hand tentatively to his lips and licked the glistening tincture off. He closed his eyes and moaned as the flavor and aroma filled him.

When his eyes opened again they were wild with desire. He lunged at the wolf’s cock, sucked on it greedily, wrapped both hands around its impressive shaft. The wolf roared with laughter and waved for the other wolves to see. He held Chaz by the knees and lifted him till he was upside down, facing outward, his legs spread wide, completely exposed. Then he plunged his cock square into Chaz.

Chaz squealed like a pig. I had to laugh along with the wolves. It was pretty damn funny. The wolf thrust mercilessly into him again and again and Chaz got thrashed around like a rag doll, his dick stiff as a board, flopping with the rest of him. The sight drove the other wolves wild. At least a dozen of them converged on Chaz, stroking themselves into a frenzy. He was in for a long day. I was actually tempted to join them but I felt the call.

The Master was sitting in the middle of the clearing by himself. Jess was crawling naked toward him on all fours. Without a word or a glance from the Master I knew I was meant to do the same. I was that attuned to his every whim. Instantly I was hard again for it was the Master’s will. I began my crawl, cursing how long it was taking to cover the distance. Jess got there first, climbed on top of the Master and slowly, inch by inch, lowered herself onto his shaft. The look on her face was pure bliss. She looked like an angel. When she had swallowed him to the hilt she paused for a moment, stretched up toward the sun and just savored the feeling of being one with the Master.

I finally made it to where they were and prostrated myself as I thought a good bitch should. I was close enough to hear the slurping noises as Jess rode languidly on his mighty cock. When he spoke to me I felt like shooting my load into the dirt.

“Your sacrifice is worthy.”

I felt the Master’s will guiding me. I raised my head and looked back where I had left Chaz. I agreed with the Master. He was doing splendidly. He was kneeling over one wolf lying on his back. Another was crouched behind him. Chaz was taking both of them in his ass at once. He moaned like a perfect slut boy and humped the bottom wolf’s furry belly as they stretched him further than I would have dreamed was possible. The wolf behind Chaz neared the point of no return, pulled out and repositioned himself to nut in the little fuckdoll’s hair. Another wolf immediately took his place and forced his way in. Chaz screamed and then giggled. The newcomer must have been even bigger. A line was forming behind him and growing rapidly.

The Master guided my attention over to where my sister was and I let out a short bark of laughter in spite of myself. All I could see of her was one of her feet poking out from a writhing pile of she-wolves. She was still wearing the ankle bracelet our mom gave her for her sweet 16. Her little pink toes curled as they licked and nibbled every inch of her body. I could only guess where her face was from the one she-wolf sitting upright, her back arched, howling in pleasure and massaging her massive furry tits as she ground her pelvis downward.

Jason and Nina were screwing standing up, face to face, while the two burly guard wolves pounded their asses and made crude comments to each other, laughing deeply. The one in Nina stopped and all the ripping muscles in his powerful body tensed at once. He pumped an impressive load straight into her. Steaming cum leaked out of her lovely little ass and down her legs. The wolf pulled out, picked her up by the waist and pushed her ass into Jason’s face. Wild with the fucking he was still getting from behind, Jason munched eagerly on Nina’s ass, gobbling up every drop of sperm that flowed out.

At last the Master turned my attention back to Jess, to her luxurious black hair, down the milky perfection of her back to her round, soft ass. He cheeks were spread wide and I was mesmerized by the sight of her little pucker moving up and down as she rode the Master. It seemed silly now but Jess had never let me in there. She told me she’d tried it before and it just wasn’t her thing. Now I was in the Master’s good graces, though, and it felt like the world was mine. I moved up behind her without a word and eased into her.

It was all I’d ever dreamed of and more. The hot, tight little hole gripped me so hard I didn’t think I could escape if I had to. Through the pillowy softness of her ass I could feel her glutes tense as she lifted herself and relax as she dropped. With both the Master and me in her she seemed drunk with pleasure. She began to speed up. She looked like she was trying to speak but all that came out was babble. The Master took one of her gorgeous breasts in one hand and I took hold of the other. Juices were running freely from her pussy and splashed onto me as she crashed into us.

I was in paradise. This was the reward for being a faithful bitch to my Master. Jess was both my dearest love and a conduit through which the Master’s god power flowed into me. We remained like that for a long time but it could never have been long enough for me. I had found the place I wanted to be for the rest of my life. Nina screamed and the Master released into her. I came as well but it seemed irrelevant. I was distracted by the thought of my Master’s precious juice flowing up into my girlfriend. I pulled out with a wet sucking sound and thrust my face into the wet bliss where they were joined. I licked and sucked the cum from Jess’s pussy, the Master’s balls and thighs, the ground where any drop of it might have fallen.

The Master stood and allowed Jess and me to lick him clean. Then without a word to either of us he was gone. The other wolves vanished gracefully into the woods behind him. The six of us who remained were a cum drenched sticky mess. We didn’t even try to find our clothes. Naked and defiled we stumbled in silence back toward the car.