Primal Menage

by Cheri Lane

  “Why did you do it?”

  “What?”

  “You were in the woods.”

  Maddy opened her mouth to deny the accusation but the wild eyed man stomped toward her and forced a hand on her butt. She winced, and he ordered her to remove the silk blouse and panties that belonged to his mother. She stood there held by a rough hand and struggled to maintain her composure.

  “See, Leon, the piece of clothing is not from these.”

  Leon studied the garments carefully and demanded to know why she was wearing them.

  “They are much softer than the uniform.” She was fighting tears and the young man gave her a confused look.

  “Why is your face wet? Are you lying?”

  “No, it’s just”…then she remembered what Adolpho had said. “It’s just…I guess it hurts a little.” She placed her hand over her lower abdomen and watched the familiar smile form on Leon’s lips.

  He lifted her and placed her on the bed. He spread the young legs wide and Maddy faked pain.

  “Leon, no. It hurts.”

  The man or wolf pulled her to him, thrusting into her with his tongue, going deeper and deeper. He stroked her clit with his thumb and Maddy moaned louder and louder. She was not in pain as he thought. She was in ecstasy.

  “Leon, ohh.”

  The mouth was on her, the thick lips forming a cocoon around her clit and pressing down, sliding downward, and bringing the young woman pleasure that she had never known. Leon was determined to keep this woman young. It was what he knew. It was instinctive and right in his mind. He squeezed the young breasts and Maddy gasped. She opened her eyes and the thick tube that hung down between Leon’s legs was now hard and Maddy wanted it. She needed to be filled by this man who had been born in the wild.

  “Leon!”

  Her loud cries encouraged the young man and he pulled a soft breast into his mouth as he entered her forcefully. She held her breath and pulled him in. Her cheeks were flushed and she began to sweat. She grabbed tightly to the bed sheets knowing that she was in for a long hard ride. She arched her back as the pleasure intensified.

  “Oh, Leon, yes!” She quickly corrected herself. “No, Leon, it hurts!” She let a tear trickle down her cheek for effect.

  Leon pumped harder as he ignored what he thought was the young woman’s cries of pain. He knew what she needed even if she did not. Maddy thought she might pass out as wave after wave of orgasmic intensity electrified her. Then he pulled her hard onto his thick mass, lifting her far off the bed, and he held her still as he filled her with what he thought was his life saving seed.

  Leon left her once his need was fulfilled and he had done what was instinctive to him. Maddy lay in bed and smiled. She could fake it forever if it made her feel this good.

  When the doorbell rang she knew it was Rudalia. Not bothering to walk down the stairs, she buzzed her in, put the blouse and panties on, and left her room. With no one around, she quickly changed into another of Mrs. Wolf’s beautiful silk ensembles and stretched out on the woman’s bed.

  Curious to know if there was more information about the two wolf boys, she crawled into the back of the closet and very carefully opened the metal cabinet. She went past the two files she had already perused and pulled out one marked “Mr. and Mrs. Wolf.” Let’s see what’s up with these two clowns. Is their last name really Wolf? Aha! Dan and Virginia Putinamin emigrated from the northernmost region of the continent where they had met while working on a wildlife reserve. No surprise about that! They wanted to open their own reserve but Virginia discovered she was pregnant. After several miscarriages, they gave up on having a family of their own. There was a hospital report stating that the woman had undergone a hysterectomy. Maddy tried to put the timeline together and it appeared that the surgery had occurred after the blood sniffing dog, Leon, had become a part of their family. Maybe he felt responsible for the woman’s reproductive loss. Maddy had read that children who had been born in the wild were often more sensitive or had heightened senses…maybe that was it…heightened senses. She flipped through the boring stuff and learned that Dan Putinamin was now a professor of cultural anthropology in the city where she had lived her entire life. But why did they change their name to Wolf? Maddy hoped to uncover something really wild but all she could find was a change of name certification. Maybe wolves were their favorite form of wildlife. She wondered where the couple was now. Maybe there are travel documents of some kind in here. She found an outdated passport to Africa but it was from years ago. The last piece of paper was full of scribbles about their next trip which was now their current trip.

  “Northern Canada. Boy rumored to have wandered off three years ago. Now cold case.”

  So they go looking for boys like Leon and Adolpho? Hmmm.

  “Parents may not want.”

  That’s so sad. Guess the Wolf couple serves as foster parents. They certainly have their work cut out for them.

  Maddy closed the file cabinet and slowly crawled out of the closet. She didn’t dare get caught in here.

  “Maddy? Maddy?”

  Oh no. The housekeeper was calling for her. She slowly walked to the door and dared to look toward the kitchen. Rudalia’s back was turned, so she snuck through the dining room and circled around through the kitchen door and walked up behind her.

  “Yes?”

  “I’m leaving, dear. Mrs. Wolf contacted me. She and Mr. Wolf are returning early. They will be here tomorrow. You will still be paid for your time in full. Do not worry about that. Mr. and Mrs. Wolf are very generous with their time as well as their money.”

  “Why did she not call me, Rudalia?”

  “She would never do that. You were hired to care for the needs of her boys and she would never risk interrupting that which may be in progress with something as frivolous as a telephone call.”

  The woman turned and left Maddy standing alone in the kitchen. She went to her room and changed into the proper uniform. She hand washed the silk garments she had borrowed and laid them on the floor to dry. The cotton blouse and skirt were itchy and she took them off and sat naked on her bed. She massaged more oil into her skin wishing the house had a little more humidity.

  As the day flowed into night, Maddy felt anxious though she did not know why. She felt as if the walls were closing in on her and she had to get out. She left the house and dared to venture out into the woods. There was no fire burning tonight to help light her way. The moon was full and she felt as if it were leading her deeper into the woods. She heard the sound of rushing water and the sound of men laughing. She walked toward the water and stopped when she heard the rush of the fall. In the moonlight the cascading water was breathtaking. She stopped and stared and then her attention was immediately averted. The laughter had stopped but the scent of wild dogs was nearly overpowering. She turned and met the wild eyes of Leon and Adolpho. She thought about running but she knew that she would not get far. The wolf men were fast and could easily outrun her. She stared at them and they watched her, their eyes darting back and forth. Maddy felt an intense chill throughout her entire body. “I…I should go.” She walked directly toward them but together they formed a solid fortress. They would not let her leave the forest tonight.

  Adolpho gripped her arm, cutting off circulation. “Why did you come here?”

  “Please let me go.”

  “Answer him.”

  “Why did you come here?”

  “It’s beautiful out here. I live in the city and I wanted to see the forest.”

  Their eyes continued to dart back and forth. Human emotion was unfamiliar to them. What they knew was survival.

  “What do you want?” Adolpho’s grip was killing her.

  “Please let go of me. All I wanted was to see the forest.”

  Adolpho loosened his grip and smiled at the sight of the reddened arm, hoping to see blood.

  “I knew this would be my last time to see the beauty of the forest. Rudalia told me that Mr. and Mrs. Wolf will be ho
me tomorrow.”

  Adolpho stripped his hand from her arm, burning her skin. “Why are they coming home tomorrow?”

  Maddy knew she had misspoken. “I don’t know.”

  The two men glanced quickly at each other and then back at Maddy. “You must go now.”

  Maddy left quickly, walking slowly at first and then running toward the house. She washed the strong dog smell off of her and waited in her room until morning.

  She did not remember falling asleep but she was awakened by the sweet scent of Mrs. Wolf’s perfume. “Mrs. Wolf?”

  “Yes, dear. We are home now. You may leave.” She handed Maddy an envelope with the second month’s salary. “Your bags are packed and waiting for you at the front door. Please see yourself out.”

  Maddy dressed quickly and ran down the stairs.

  “Maddy?”

  She stopped when she heard Mrs. Wolf’s voice. The woman walked toward her, a gorgeous young man at her side.

  “My dear, this is our new son, Ryol.”

  Maddy held out her hand and the man eyed it curiously. Mrs. Wolf took the young man’s hand in hers, not knowing what he might do with the extended hand of a stranger.

  “He is quite shy. You may go now, Ryol.”

  The sexy man practically ran back toward the kitchen and to the safety of Mr. Wolf.

  Maddy turned the knob on the front door and Mrs. Wolf placed her hand with the claw-like fingernails over hers.

  “I will be needing a nanny again in a few months. With three boys now, the salary will be tripled. My boys were very happy with you. You met their needs and more. Are you available?”

  Maddy thought about the offer. Three at once. This last one was a real hunk, too. Shy and wild. I’ll give it a try. “Yes, Mrs. Wolf. I’m available.”

  The woman smiled at her young nanny who knew her secret and watched as she drove away from the stone house in the woods.

  Maddy unpacked her things and at the bottom of her suitcase she found a neatly folded black blouse and black silk panties. “I thought you might like these.” The card was signed, “Mrs. Wolf”, with what looked like a faded paw print at one corner.

  ~Cheri Lane~

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