Linda gave a hiss of irritation. The bastard hadn't even let her enjoy her afterglow before running off to sulk again. Pulling herself along the counter she dropped her feet to the floor and stumbled on shaky legs. Her smile was wry, how typical that she had finally found a wolf that could make her knees tremble but who couldn't bear to be in the same room with her. She pulled a face; it could still work out nicely if they stuck to quickies.
From somewhere upstairs she heard the whine of a motor starting. Thirty seconds after a mind-blowing orgasm and he was washing her scent away with a shower. She growled; temper clearing her mind and steadying her well used body. She jumped backwards at the soft sound of someone clearing her throat. Skidding backwards she stepped onto the pile of china fragments and the pain had her hopping aside with a squeal.
"I'm so sorry." The blonde in the doorway covered her mortified expression with a hand to her mouth. "Let me see."
Linda was caught between wanting to run upstairs and tell Ash exactly what she thought of him and staying and being polite to, well to whoever it was standing at the door of their temporary home.
"It's nothing." She set her foot down to be reward with a sharp stab of pain.
"I'm Sheila. I don't know if Ash told you about me but this used to be my house. Well, my holiday home. Lupus and I needed something larger." She set down a heavy basket filled with provisions and stepped forward with her hand outstretched.
Linda eyed that hand for a second. She was naked; evidence of sex still coated her body. Her hair was wet and tangled with sweat and her core was still oozing Ash's cum. Above all that she was not accustomed to being greeted too warmly by women. Hesitantly she placed her palm against the other woman's.
"Linda." She said. She dropped the hand as soon as she could. Unashamed of her nakedness but fully aware of the potential awkwardness of the situation.
"I'm sorry to have interrupted you." Sheila smiled gently, and then giggled. "I have to tell you how thrilled I am that Ash has found a girl of his own."
Linda stood on one foot to examine the sole of the other. "I'm not his. I'm not sure he'd want to keep me if I was." She looked into the stunned expression of the other woman. Now that her nerves had settled a little she could scent the other woman's skin. "You're a wolf."
Sheila nodded happily. "I am indeed."
"I never met another wolf girl."
"Me either." Sheila gestured to the injured foot. "Let me take a look before you fall over."
Linda hopped up onto a long legged stool at the breakfast bar. Uncomfortable with the strange situation, she eyed the ceiling irritably, Ash could at least have had the decency to visit with his friend even if he couldn't bring himself to be polite to the woman he had just fucked. Senseless, he had most definitely fucked her senseless.
"How is Ash anyway? We haven't heard a word from him in two years."
Linda blinked. Two years was the time limit since Ash had last had sex; she wondered at the connection. It didn't disturb her that he may have fucked the woman before her; it was two years ago, the two of them could obviously keep their hands off each other quite successfully.
"Was he an asshole then?" Linda asked dryly.
Sheila looked up at her in surprise just as she tugged the sharp splinter from the Linda's foot. "I wouldn't have called him that. I'd have said he was young and confused."
"It amounts to the same thing really. It just means you have better manners." Linda eyed the woman shrewdly. "Do you still want to fuck him?" She held her hands up against Sheila's gasp of surprise. "I only ask cos I'll piss off if I'm in your way."
Sheila bit her lip, her eyes wandered down Linda's body for a second. "I only wanted to check he was okay. I owe him a great deal you see. I don't want to take Ash from you at all. Though I could earn some serious favour with my husband over a foursome."
Linda's eyes bugged in shock. Of all the things that Sheila might have said that had to be the last she'd expected. Her reaction must have been clearly written on her face for Sheila immediately rushed to cover the awkwardness.
"I'm so sorry. I can't believe I just said that." The blonde covered her mouth with her hand.
"Honey, after Ash it's nice to meet someone who says what they are thinking."
Sheila waved the words away. "Honestly, I have spent too much time alone with Lupus and I have forgotten that the rest of the world doesn't revolve around sex."
Linda glanced up at the ceiling once more, a plan forming in her mind. "Does Ash love you?"
"Good God no." Gasped Sheila. "At least I truly hope not."
Linda smiled warmly. "Then let's cook up a little scenario that might rock the boat for Ash and..."
"Lupus." The blonde prompted excitedly.
"Yeah, him too." She frowned. "I've really not considered sex with another girl before."
Sheila smiled conspiratorially at her. "Then let's decide our boundaries to our mutual satisfaction.
Linda shook her head. It was inconceivable that in the space of four hours two people had asked her sexual preferences when she couldn't remember anyone else in her life doing so. She hadn't actually enjoyed her only sexual experience with a girl but the short conversation with Sheila had kindled new desire in her.
Her last experience, only experience, with another woman had been bought and paid for by a man Linda had disliked anyway. It was before she had been turned, when her fresh-faced innocence had been losing its appeal amongst the rich perverts that visited the high-end sex clubs she had discovered. She'd seen two other girls shake their heads at the maitre d's discreet requests but she hadn't earned much money in the last few weeks and Linda had been mentally discussing broadening her horizons with the work she could do.
A little light bondage and punishment. Put like that it sounded like easy money. However, Mr Dane had a reputation throughout the club as being someone to avoid. Girl's seemed to need to take time off after an evening with him. Linda had been on the scene for about six months. Her newness had worn off, her hard earned experience less appealing to the clientele who prized the nervy young first-timers. She was beginning to understand why she'd had so many dirty looks from the girls when she had first arrived now. Everybody liked fresh meat best.
She'd renegotiated the price. A little light bondage might be okay from anyone else but not Mr Dane. Within minutes of naming a price three times the offer she was being shown into one of the side rooms.
Inside there was girl stretched across a rack. Her back striped with raised welts from a recent whipping. Her head hung down, limp and exhausted, Linda could see weights attached to the large-toothed clamps on her enormous nipples.
"Ah, new girl. My bitch doesn't believe she is a whore. We're going to teach her otherwise."
Linda had stumbled in her surprise. She looked from the girl, the bleach blonde hair the signature of one of the latest arrivals, to the man.
"If she doesn't like it then I'll go." Linda had said with more strength than she had felt.
The second slap to the face had changed her mind if the first one hadn't already. She hadn't been able to heal the wounds as quickly as she could now that she was a wolf and she had known that she would not be working again for a few days. She tried to renegotiate her fee upwards but that simply earned her another slap. Her cheek throbbed. She had hated herself but she had agreed.
The girl, Beth, had been gagged; a hideous black ball bulged from between her lips making her look like a macabre suckling pig to be served to the men surrounding her. In the room stood Mr Dane and four of his security men. Linda hadn't believed he could need that much protection inside the club. She had been right.
Mr Dane had orchestrated a torturous punishment for Beth. She had professed to not liking anal and not liking girls. Linda's involvement began with the girl being made to lick out her cunt whilst being brutally fucked up the arse by one of Mr Dane's men. Linda had sat, legs spread wide in a chair, looking down on the girl. Fully able to see that obscenely swollen cock burrowing into the girl's tiny arsehole. It seemed to take forever for the man prise it inside. Beth was a pretty nineteen-year-old, full of ideas as to what she was going to spend her easily earned cash on when last Linda had seen her. Now she had a black eye and a cut lip, which must have stung when her face rubbed into Linda's pussy.
It had broken something inside her to be used as a tool to punish someone else and Linda had sworn to work alone ever since. Hopefully, Sheila might exorcise some demons for her.
Ash stood in the shower until the water was cold. The house was small and the water tank was sized accordingly. It was cowardly to hide in there but he didn't care. If he went back out there he was going to want to fuck Linda all over again. If he did that then he would go mad when she returned to selling her body. He was going to want to rip the throat out of every man that touched her, and he'd already caused enough trouble like that.