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Ravished by the Beasts Sixty-Nine
Isobelle"I'm sorry, Madame Bennett," Alex replied, his face flushing red. "It will never happen again.""Then why are you blushing? Are you embarrassed?" I asked, slanting my eyes as I studied his expression.Alex took a deep intake through his nose before answering, "Yes, Madame Bennett." His Adam's apple bobbed in his throat as he swallowed. "I'm ashamed of my behavior. You deserve better than that."Now we are getting somewhere.Moving along the line, I ran the crop along the crack of Grayson's ass, noticing the dirty bastard shudder with desire. His thick cock stood at full salute and was creaming from the slit in his cleft.The first whack evoked a strangled groan from his lips, his hips jerking as the leather bit into his skin.“Oh, yeah, punish me, Madame Bennett. Daddy likes . . ." He hissed with satisfaction, welcoming the sting of the crop against his left ass cheek.I swung harder and harder with every swat, feeling the effort burning my biceps. This wasn't having the desi
Last Updated : 2022-06-09Ravished by the Beasts Seventy
IsobelleThe boys slouched with their legs apart, their cocks pointing to the ceiling. They sucked shallow breaths through parted lips, their hooded eyes stalking my movements. It made me feel desired, and that was as sexy as hell. Gone was the meek, demure girl I used to be back in England. Coming here was much more than just a journey of self-discovery, learning of my family heritage, and gaining four husbands. This was about me growing as a person. Discovering the she-wolf within. I felt liberated, strong, and confident. Finally, I was taking charge of four mouth-watering beasts and owning them. Yes, they kept a secret from me. I could have thrown a hissy fit, trashed the house to piss off Alex, smashed Mason's precious guitar, burned down Lucas's shed with all of Grayson's porn stash inside, but that would be petty and childish. I was better than that. There were other ways to make a grown man suffer.But first, I want to have some fun."Mason, let me see your new tattoo," I insis
Last Updated : 2022-06-09Ravished by the Beasts Seventy-One
Isobelle“Lucas,” I murmured.“Yes, Madame Bennett,” he replied as if he expected me to concede.“Stop touching your cock, or I'll bite it off,” I threatened, casting him a pointed look.His hands dropped to his sides and his jaw flapped open and shut like a barn door on a windy day. It was Grayson's turn next. He licked his lips with a wandering gaze."If you ride me or suck me like you just did with those two, I won't last five seconds," he panted. "That was such a fucking turn-on!""Do you think you could handle more torture?" I asked, straddling him, so I could rub my sparsely covered pussy against his rock-solid shaft. Once, twice, three or more times he almost slid into me, but I wouldn't let it happen."I deserve it, baby . . . I mean, Madame Bennett," he corrected himself.He produced a set of keys from behind his back, then placed the fob between his teeth so the metal object dangled from his mouth. I didn't know a great deal about cars, but I could recognize a Mercedes logo
Last Updated : 2022-06-09Ravished by the Beasts Seventy-Two
IsobelleMy eyes bulged as I read the instructions on the back of the Vibro Bullet box, and my anus clenched with sympathy. They labeled the packaging ‘Truth or Dare’ meaning that things just got a lot nastier, and my inner wolf was cackling her ass off.The anal bullets were shaped like torpedoes and were attached to a long, thin wire that plugged into a hand-held remote. A digital display screen determined who was telling the truth and who was lying by flashing a different color on the screen. Green for honesty, or red for a big fat lie.I could administer the fluctuations myself or let the remote decide. According to the instructions, the default setting could get rather brutal, so I was still undecided at this point. They were going to love it, or they would hate it.“Are you all ready?” I asked, rummaging around for the tube of lubricant.Except for Grayson, they were all looking anxious. He was the only one to show any kind of enthusiasm, being the first to turn around, sticking
Last Updated : 2022-06-09Ravished by the Beasts Seventy-Three
Isobelle“Lynn?” I spluttered in disbelief. “What are you doing here?”My eyes bounced from her navy PVC cop costume, down to her black thigh-high boots and back up to her glossy black hat. Her boobs were almost tumbling out as she leaned down to talk to me.“I was waiting for Denver to finish work, then I saw you speeding away like you’d committed a felony,” she responded, raking her eyes over my Femdom outfit. “You didn’t commit a crime, did you?” she asked, eyeing me dubiously. “It looks like you’re on the run.”That all depended on the context. Did I leave four gorgeous sex gods high and dry? Then yes. I most certainly did. That should be considered a scandal. They should lock me up and force me to eat dick for breakfast, lunch, dinner, and supper until I learned to appreciate my fortunate living arrangement.“I just needed to get out of the house for a bit. As for committing a misdeed, ask me that in a couple of hours. Your sons are enough to drive a saint to sin,” I explained.L
Last Updated : 2022-06-09Ravished by the Beasts Seventy-Four
Isobelle“Our sons are used to getting their own way,” Fin added. “If you don’t put your foot down, they will walk all over you. Is that what you want?” He gave me a doubtful look, as if he didn’t think so.“No,” I spoke up, finding my voice again. “But if you don’t mind, I’d just like to go to bed. I’m exhausted. Today has taken it out of me.”Lynn flashed a sweet smile. “I’ll show you to your room.”As we reached the top of the landing, stepping from the carpeted stairs and onto wooden flooring, we could hear Denver roaring profanities at a group of raucous dogs outside. Honestly, it was like Battersea dog’s home out there.Barking dogs?My husbands!“Hey! Put a muzzle on your offspring, for crying out loud. Some of us are trying to watch Shifter Valley,” one neighbor bellowed from across the street.“Why don’t you just mind your beeswax?” Denver retaliated, “Go fire up your catnip bong and bury your head in the litter tray.”“You Bennetts ought to be neutered at birth,” the outrag
Last Updated : 2022-06-09Ravished by the Beasts Seventy-Five
IsobelleI think I could safely say, my three-month stay would never have been enough. The boys were right, I never wanted to leave. The days rolled into weeks, and before I knew it, I was seven months pregnant. My husbands had almost finished extending the cabin, doing what they could in between their ranger duties. At least we were getting to the fun part, decorating the babies' room. I suggested we choose a gender-neutral color scheme, to be on the safe side, but the guys insisted on painting the nursery blue. It was the same shade as the Whitevale Wolves' Lacrosse team, and they wanted the latest addition to the Bennett clan to follow in their footsteps.Usually, I would get up for work at this ungodly hour of the morning, but I had to call in sick today. I had been experiencing pelvic pains for several weeks now, and after the shitty sleep I just had, I couldn’t ignore it any longer. Alpha Alec insisted I start my maternity leave with immediate effect, and I had to agree that he
Last Updated : 2022-06-09Ravished by the Beasts Seventy-Six
IsobelleBoredom sank in as we waited for Dr. Rayne to call us into the treatment room. My only entertainment was watching a fly head-butting the window, trying to get out. I could relate. Dr. Rayne was running late, and it was forty minutes of my life I was never getting back. The TV screen on the waiting area wall was playing the news channel with the subtitles on. Grayson was daydreaming or stuck in a hypnotic trance because his eyes were glazed and were transfixed upon the screen. Mason had picked up a pamphlet about hibernation and was busy folding it into a paper airplane. Lucas was quiet, slouched in his seat with his eyes closed. Alex was browsing through my maternity notes, struggling to decipher Dr. Rayne's unruly handwriting.Alex's eyes flicked up as Mason sent his airplane soaring across the waiting area. It crash-landed on the side of Lucas's face, waking him up with a jolt. He scanned the room with a furious scowl, searching for the culprit. Mason pretended to watch the
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IsobelleIt had been a month since our excursion to Forest Hills. The boys had been spending the past couple of weeks training some new rangers. Now our communities all came under one banner, it meant shifters from all over Whitehaven could be posted anywhere in the state. They mixed teams into cats, bears, foxes, and wolves.Alpha Alec and I had been working tirelessly to ensure Whitehaven remained the sanctuary he intended it to be. We would always have a secure place to live and a stable home to raise our young. Those who lived in human communities had to remain hidden. It wasn't ideal. Not with the elite hunting them down.“Come, look at this!” Alpha Alec beckoned me to where he was standing at the opposite side of the laboratory beside the cryogenic chamber.Looks could be deceiving. Nobody knew that this high-tech lab was concealed beneath the fortress. My job was top secret. Alec employed me as a lab technician. I came to Whitehaven to study a rare species of wolf, and that was
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IsobelleThe blindfold may have taken away my sight, but I could sense movement in front of me. Two fully aroused cocks brushed against my lips as if demanding I suck them. Two of my men fucked me to heaven and back as I unleashed my mouth on Mason and Grayson like a starving woman. Our grunts and cries grew louder and louder, but I couldn’t care less at this point. I alternated between sucking one cock from the other until I felt the orgasm build and pull my stomach muscles taut.“That’s it,” Lucas encouraged, feeling my pussy milk him. His breathless groans intensified with every hip-jerk.Alex growled as he fucked me harder. “Come for us,” he grunted, tightening his grasp.I stopped sucking cock to scream out my release. It began in my legs, my vision whitening beneath the black mask, my mouth forming a rounded ‘O’ as my body tensed and shook with the intensity. Lucas let go with a roar of pleasure, digging his fingers into the flesh of my thighs and jerking his hips with each ejac
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IsobelleI gripped the hem of my dress and lifted it over my head, baring myself to them — and the lone sheep in the far distant corner of the green. Tossing the garment onto the grass, I observed the slack-jawed hunks staring back at me. Heat simmered behind each set of eyes, promising to devour me and swallow me whole.“Put your hands behind your back,” Alex ordered, letting the thin, black rope dangle past his knees.It draped from his fingers as he moved behind me, then began binding my hands at the base of my spine. The soft rope didn’t hurt, but it gave the slightest burn as it pulled tighter, securing my wrists together.“Kneel,” he commanded, and I obeyed.Lifting my chin with his fingertips, he kept my eyes trained on him. Kneeling on the smooth blanket, I awaited further instructions like a good submissive.It was only last week I took him for walkies around the forest and ordered him to fuck me against a tree.Our marriage was all about give and take and tonight I intended
Ravished by the Beasts Eighty-Nine
IsobelleThe boys busied themselves in the kitchen, preparing a banquet for five. I took the time to freshen up and changed into a full set of black bike leathers with a surprise underneath. They did a double-take as I stuffed the Union Jack helmet onto my head and gave a slow twirl."I love my kidnap-iversary present. It fits me perfectly," I told them, appreciating their humorous taste.We hadn't even left the house yet, and the row of tents forming in my husbands' pants was enough to poke someone's eyes out. The salacious grins on their faces hinted I was in for a rough-and-ready ride, and I wasn't talking about the forty-minute drive to the mountains. I glimpsed Alex and Grayson slipping suspicious items into the picnic hamper. The pacifier gag went in straight after a rolled-up bundle of black rope, along with a blindfold.Mason gave the chinstrap of my bike helmet a gentle tug to check I secured it, then sent my ovaries into overdrive with a flirtatious wink. The dragged-out moa
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Isobelle“Bye, Mom, we promise to call you every single day,” Faith's words came out as a rough sob as she flung her arms around my neck.I was fighting back the tears, holding back the floodgates as best as I could while my four husbands stood along our front porch with their heads bowed, their eyes trained on the weathered decking.It was uncomfortably hot. Whether we were sitting inside or outside, it made no difference at all. Summer was upon us, the birds had been fucking tweeting since the butt-crack of dawn, sweat was dripping down me like the falls of Forest Hills, making my clothes stick to my skin as if it molded them to my body. This was supposed to be one of those days when we could lounge around on deck chairs in the back garden, sipping on cold beers or a glass of prosecco. Instead, we were standing on the front porch, bowing our heads in mourning as if somebody had just died.“You better call me,” I warned, bouncing my watery gaze at each of my daughters, “or else I'll
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Eighteen years later . . .“Faith, is that my Angora sweater?” Jasmine accused, glowering at her sibling.Faith was busy fussing over the cat, Tiddles. She focused on him, pretending not to have heard her sister.“Hey!” Harley raged as she stormed into the kitchen. “Who used all my deodorant?” She shook the empty canister in her fist as evidence.“Mom! These thongs aren't mine. You put them in my drawer,” Allyson bellowed. She flung the skimpy garment across the room, where they skidded across the tabletop. The guys all recoiled from where they were sitting, enjoying breakfast, eyeing the lacy thong as if it was diseased.“Get it off the fucking table,” Lucas roared, horror-stricken.“I'm not touching it!” Grayson refused, point-blank, and I saw the whites of his eyes.The joys of parenthood.I seized it, letting it dangle from my index finger. “Who do these belong to?” I asked, holding them up for all to see.Jasmine snatched them from me with an embarrassed huff. “Those are mine. Yo
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Five years later . . .“Jasmine, Daddy said no,” Grayson spoke, his tone serious and authoritative.Jasmine gave up with a huff, then made a beeline for me. “Mommy, can we have a kitten?” she asked, trying her luck with me.I had to chew the insides of my cheeks to stop myself from laughing. “No, sweetie,” I backed Grayson up, although I felt awful about it. “Nobody is home all day, so it wouldn't be fair. Your daddies work anti-social hours, Mummy works too, and you girls are at school all day.”Jasmine scowled, then stormed off. We both strained to listen as she relayed the information back to her sisters. They talked loud enough for us to hear, purely to pull on our heartstrings.“Mom and Daddy Grayson said no,” she huffed.“They're such big meanies,” Harley muttered.“I know what to do!” I heard Allyson respond with a gasp.“If you’re going to throw eggs at Daddy Grayson’s car again, then I’m not playing,” Faith pleaded.“No, I’ve got a better idea,” Allyson replied. “Stop whining
Ravished by the Beasts Eighty-Five
IsobelleOne month later . . .Soft whimpers stirred me from my sleep — if you could even call it that. It only felt like minutes since I last got the girls settled.I cracked my eyes open; the air stung my corneas, and my head spun like I was suffering from a hangover. Exhaustion had kicked in, siphoning my energy and willpower. For the past few days, I had been running on the fumes of my sanity, thanks to a narrow window of four hourly feeds that never went according to plan. My God, those girls could eat.One feeding time rolled into the next, and before I knew it, hours had passed by. Owning one pair of tits instead of a set of udders was a tremendous disadvantage. It was a quadruplet mother’s pitfall. The only way that I could feed them all at once was to change into my wolf form, and even then, it was no easy feat. The girls could not shift and struggled to latch by themselves. It meant I had to express milk and rely on my husbands to help. Keeping up with the supply and demand
Ravished by the Beasts Eighty-Four
Isobelle“Easy now . . . take it slow. Here, place this into your mouth and drag in two long deep breaths,” a familiar female voice instructed me.The strange-tasting gas left a nasty metallic tinge on my tongue, but it took the sharp edge off the pain. Not by much, but it was better than nothing at all. The agony ebbed away but was replaced with gut-wrenching nausea, causing me to gag. They thrust a kidney dish out before me and I retched into it, vomiting the remnants of my Christmas dinner.“That’s a side effect of the gas and air, I’m afraid. It can make you sick,” I recognized Dr. Rayne speaking beside me.My fingers clasped the plastic nozzle of the Entonox cylinder as if it were a vital lifeline.“Don’t take it away.” I clung to it. “I need it,” I growled, prepared to fight to the death for it.“Isobelle, I need you to relax for me, sweetheart,” Dr. Rayne instructed. She inserted two fingers of her gloved hand inside my vagina and had a good old poke around. “You’re fully dilat
