Mara loved Arlann's fire. The mage hardly ever bent without making the wolf work for it, which was perfect, that's what Mara wanted. It was boring to play with a sub that just did whatever she commanded. Even worse to be with one who just wanted to be used. With Arlann submission was a reward to be won, which pleased the werewolf…. But for fuck's sake; by now in their marriage Arlann should know when and where she should reign in her antics.
Like now. Right now would be a good time.
The mischief in her eyes, the promise of begging how Mara wanted -if- the wolf finally fucked her and not before. Oh. Arlann was in a lot of trouble now. "Don't hold back hmm?" Mara growled. "Be careful what you wish for, pet."
There was a special potion that her wife had made for them awhile ago. It was supposed to be for an ancient form of battle magic - one that created a mirror image of the user who could carry out attacks or confuse an opponent. Of course Arlann, in her perversion, had figured out how to concoct it for werewolves, specifically to be used for during sex.
Mara had split herself in two like this before…but she had never tried into four. But now, as she drank double the dose, the lesser alpha was split into two full-sized, monstrous alpha werewolves and two nubile human women. One of the drawbacks of the potion was the headache involved with controlling four consciousness; but right now every inch of her being wanted to fuck and dominate her mate so there wasn't much disagreement.
The only thing the four of them couldn't immediately come to terms with was what position to put Arlann in. They were all too impatient to line up and take turns using the mage's pussy, that much was certain. The wolves wanted her bent over on all fours like a good breeding bitch; while the humans wanted her on her back and on display.
Arlann of course, couldn't resist offering her two cents on the matter.
Four sets of eyes whipped around and glared at their mate the moment she spoke up. "Get the ball gag." One of the Mara's suggested, and another moved to put it on, forcing the bright red ball in and effectively muzzling the bratty mage for the moment.
With that distraction taken care of, it was decided that Arlann would be put on her back, that way the second wolf could fuck her breasts while the three others could use her holes. Then they would rotate after they all came, "Hrmmph…I want a turn with her pussy first then. Her breasts are small," the alpha who had to make do with Arlann's breasts first grumbled.
"Fine, just hurry up," one of the Mara's waved at the wolf to get going. "We can get everything else ready while you fuck her."
The alpha didn't need to be told twice. Arlann was still bent over the bench, pretty pink pussy on display, and creamy white thighs forced in a wide stance by the spreader bar…a truly enticing image. Within seconds the mage would find her tight silk invaded, the wolf picking up a brutal, selfish pace as it seeked to take the edge off. Thankfully the bench was bolted to the ground; but every other chain and manacle used to hold Arlann to it was clattering with the force of the wolf's thrusts.
While the first wolf mindlessly rutted into the mage, one of the Mara's took it upon herself to actually get some lube going. The mage's lovely pink slit was already dripping slick everywhere, so she focused around and inside Arlann's tight little ass. It was a little difficult with the werewolf greedily fucking the bound mage, but she was managing well enough. The other Mara was rummaging through their gear bag, grabbing her black leather harness and the absolutely absurd, giant black dildo that went with it. The toy looked out of place on her petite frame, but she didn't mind. Arlann begged to be abused by the imposing piece of silicone often enough that it gave her a boost of confidence when she wore it.
The last wolf was merely waiting, impatient as anything. The animal paced back and forth as it watched the other wolf pound into the moaning mage, growling softly under its breath (leave it to Mara to be jealous of herself). As its clone's thrusts grew uneven and it let out a howl of pleasure, the wolf sprang forward. It began unfastening the manacles and the spreader bar, completely focused on its need to free its mate and have a turn with her. Arlann had no time to recover as the wolf hoisted her off the bench and into the air. It rested her back against its front, massive paws choosing right under her thighs, where they met her plushy behind, as its handhold. This grip kept its mate wide open and entirely exposed to the audience.
"Be still…" the wolf rumbled as it slowly lowered a fidgety Arlann down onto it's cock. After a few gentle pushes of a too-big-cock against tightly crinkled flesh, the wolf gave a frustrated snarl. "Open! I know you can take it."
"She's a mage, you dumb mutt," the Mara without a strap rolled her eyes. This was the problem with the full werewolf form: it didn't understand foreplay. "You have to distract her, like this," she then leaned forward and pinched the very tip of Arlann's nipple with a perfectly manicured nail. As her mate yelped against the ball gag, she wrapped her lips around the other nipple, trapping it lightly in her teeth. "'Ere, 'ry it now."
While Arlann was focused on the pain of teeth and nails playing with her sensitive nipples, the wolf tried to lower her onto its cock again. After some prodding, and the assistance of an impatient thrust upwards, the broad tip had nowhere to go but in. Down, down, down Arlann went after that, no breather, no break, just inch after inch of she-wolf cock forced into her tight ass, stuffing her full. As soon as the wolf was happily sheathed inside the mage's taboo back hole, it gave a few testing pumps. "Nnnf…so good…it's been too long…" the wolf rumbled, peering over Arlann's shoulder in a futile attempt to get a glimpse. "Hmmph…we need a mirror so I can see…"
"When we go home," the Mara who was now wearing a harness with the intimidating dildo promised. She, like the others who were still watching, was now treated to the sight of a gagged, spread eagle, seemingly helpless mage who was impaled on cock of a towering, muscular werewolf. "She's dripping though. I'm sure with a little more fucking you'd feel her juices running down you."
The wolf wagged it's tail, eager for the promised reward of Arlann's arousal. It started lifting and lowering the mage, showing off its strength as it used her like a life-sized sex toy. The beast groaned in contentment, with each rise and lower of Arlann, not only was its cock treated to her mate's amazing ass, but it felt the pleasant drag of the mage's soft skin against its breasts.
"Stop hogging her," the Mara with the strap reprimanded. Evidently this was the Mara in control because the wolf did as it was told immediately. "Go on, lay down so the rest of us can have a turn."
The wolf sat down a little too fast with Arlann in its lap, groaning as it bottomed out. Gods, their mate was so hot and tight, and for all her whining, the butt slut had taken every inch so well. The urge to tip them both forward and selfishly fuck her mate was strong, but before the wolf could do such a thing the other came up and gave them a push backwards. "Come on, my cock is getting cold," the wolf gruffed out as it knelt over the two of them and grabbed at Arlann's breasts. Usually they loved the modest handfuls that their mate sported, but squeezing the two mounds together barely gave the wolf enough to slide its needy length through.
Before the wolves got out of control and tore the mage to pieces (watching their interaction with Arlann made Mara realize that this was probably the reason there was more werewolf gangbang hentai out there than actual pornos), the Mara's stepped up to their pinned mate. The Mara without a strap unclipped the ballgag and immediately replaced that muzzle with hot wet folds. With only one measly orgasm so far, the delicate flesh of her sex was swollen and in need of attention. Unfortunately she didn't get the eager, whorish tongue hungrily servicing her as she expected. Arlann was screaming for some reason, forcing her to ground down and muffle her outburst. She grabbed her by her short hair, giving a tug and trying to remind the mage what she was supposed to be doing. "Quit carrying on and lick, slut!"
"You'd almost think she doesn't want it," the Mara that was wearing the strap was trying to get the obscenely large dildo into Arlann's tight cunt, causing the mage to throw a fit. She knew her depraved wife wanted to be part of a werwolf/human sandwich…but her body seemed apprehensive to the treatment, judging by how much she struggled. With her hands left free, Arlann could easily use her stop signal to tap out, or even use her magic to get them all to back off. But instead she continued to be a poorly trained bitch, her legs kicking whenever Mara tried to press forward. "Pet, you need to relax, I know for a fact that this fits," well, maybe, probably. Arlann had taken the large dildo on its own before. She had even taken Mara's wolf in her ass before. If each could fit on their own, there was no reason Arlann couldn't accommodate both!!
"Just ram it into her," both of the wolves ground out, "She wants it…we can smell how bad she wants it…"
The next time Arlann kicked at her, Mara caught one of her feet and used her leverage to push the whole leg back. "Enough!" she snapped. Mara used her other hand to grab the dildo, line it up with her lover's tight cunt, and pushed forward, hard. Having her ass stuffed with a monstrous, she-wolf cock made Arlann's pussy extra tight, and Mara had to pretty much just force the absurdly large toy into her quivering channel while the mage continued to scream and fight being stretched to the limit.
"Fuck! Fuck! More…" the wolf that was buried in Arlann's ass started to really move now that it could feel the addition of the dildo pushing against the flesh that separated both holes. Its grip changed, grabbing at both of Arlann's knees and pulling them towards her, effectively opening her up further to the dildo's assault in the process. "So tight…such a good breeding bitch…"
"Gods, Arlann!" Mara gasped as the entirety of the dildo was finally swallowed by the mage's trembling pussy. For a moment she just stayed there, staring and mesmerized by the soft pink flesh stretched so snugly around the black silicone. Human as she was in this form; Mara soon lost control. They had been playing for So. Damn. Long. She began thrusting, the wolf and her seeming to fight for who's rhythm would be followed. Arlann's body rocked as the two of them fought for domination, with eventually Mara with the strap winning. The wolf finally yielded to the human form's tempo as they each took turns filling their mate.
While Arlann enjoyed getting her pelvis pounded by two unrelenting cocks, and the wolves and Mara wearing a strap fucked their mate to their heart's content…the Mara riding their wife's face was not getting what she wanted. Arlann was shouting and shaking her head, which made riding her face difficult. Of course the bump of her lips and chin over her swollen clit felt amazing, as did the slight vibrations that her screams caused, but Mara desperately needed a dexterous tongue to push her over the edge. It was made worse by the fact that she could feel and see what her other consciousnesses were doing. If she focused hard enough, she could watch the black dildo piston in and out of her wife's stretched pussy. She could feel the ghost of incredible heat clinging to her as the wolf rammed into the mage's ass in short, quick, thrusts. She could even feel those plushy breasts under her paws, nipples hard and straining against her palms.
"Goddamnit, Arlann!!" Irritated that everyone was about to get off except for her, the last Mara moved to stand. Her bright eyes searched around the room and it didn't take her long to find an uncollared beta kneeling near them. "You. Here. Now." she barked at the beta and pointed to the ground next to Arlann.
The eager little sub practically tripped over herself in her rush to obey. She was going to service Mara Marrok!! Holy shit! This was her lucky day!
"Lay down," Mara growled, obviously really irritated from her lack of orgasm and ready to cane the next person that pissed her off. The girl was quick to obey though, laying on her back and looking up at Mara with those big, doey, submissive eyes as she waited for her next command. "You are going to lick me until I cum, and then you are going to lap up every drop like a good girl. Is that understood?" The beta nodded eagerly in response, already licking her lips and glancing between Mara's legs. "If you need a break, you can tap out on my leg or snap your fingers, understood?" The beta nodded again. "Say it back so I know you understand, girl!" Mara snarled.
"Yes Miss! Sorry Miss. I-I'll be good and lick you. And I'll tap your thigh or uh, snap my fingers if I need a minute," the beta rushed out.
"That's a good girl…" Mara purred, then moved to kneel over her new, much more obedient, plaything.
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