The next morning I get up to cook breakfast for the three of us. Bishop always cooks for me. It would be nice for me for once to prepare his food. Thank goodness the grocery store delivers.
I call the local store and place a grocery order for what we need for the week and give them the address. The guy that took my order said it would be here in an hour. That gives me enough time to take a shower and try to plan something for the day.
I need to call and check on the kids real quick. I think I will text the sitter first then if she needs me I will call. I text the sitter real fast and wait for a reply. Everything is great she replies back fast.
I go ahead and text each of the kids to tell them I love them and miss them. It takes them ten minutes to reply back. At least they replied.
I hop in the shower and rinse off the sweat, the cum and the wine from last night. I loved everything about last night. I think Bishop enjoyed himself too.
I hear a knock at the door. I hurry out of the shower and wrap myself in my robe and wrap my long hair. I run for the door. I do not want Bishop woke up before I have time to cook breakfast.
I open the door for the delivery boy and let him in. “You can take it to the kitchen,” I tell him.
“Yes, my queen,” he says.
He takes the bags to the kitchen. Bishop comes out of the bedroom. “What is going on?” he asks.
“I ordered groceries so I could cook you and Leigh breakfast,” I respond.
“Oh, how sweet of you baby,” he says.
“Can you tip the delivery boy for me,” I ask him.
“Look how he is looking at you sweetie,” Bishop says.
“He knows I am the queen. That is all. Do not be jealous,” I say.
“No, I think it’s something else. Isn’t it son? How old are you?” Bishop asks him.
“I am 21,” he says.
“What is your name kid,” he asks.
“Cort. My name is Cort. I meant no disrespect my king. It is just that the umm the umm well sire the queen is more beautiful in person. I am sorry,” he says.
“No, its fine. She is quite beautiful isn’t she. She is hard not to look at when she is standing in front of you in a robe still wet from her shower. She is a beautiful creature,” Bishop says.
“Yes, she is sire,” Cort says.
Bishop walks over to Cort. “Why don’t you go over and offer your queen a drink?” Bishop says.
“Yes sire,” Cort says.
Cort is shaking like a leaf. The poor boy is terrified Bishop is going to kill him. Cort offers me his neck. I release my fangs and taste him. He is sweet.
Bishop comes up behind me, “Let me return the favor,” he says kissing the back of my neck.
He pushes me into Cort. “Feel him. Feel his young firm body my little wolf.” Bishop takes my hand and pushes it down Cort’s pants. “Feel his hard throbbing young cock,” Bishop says.
Cort is so scared of what is happening. Bishop pushes me on to my knees. “Cort we are not going to hurt you and you can leave if you want,” he says.
Cort shakes his head, “I don’t want to leave but I don’t want you to kill me either,” he says.
“No one is going to hurt you. Do you want to fuck my wife? Do you want to fuck your queen?” Bishop asks him.
“Yes, I do,” Cort responds.
I reach up and unbutton Cort’s pants and release his cock. It is nowhere as big as Bishop. “Oh, my look at this huge meat,” I say to him.
I grab his meat hard and insert it into my mouth. I pounce on it giving him everything I have. He is very pleased moaning as I push him into my throat.
“Do you want her?” Bishop asks.
“Yes,” Cort responds.
“Bend over the table my slutty little wolf. I am going to watch him pound you good,” Bishop says.
Bishop sits across the table so he can see my face. Cort nervously slips into my sweet spot from behind. He starts thrusting into me as hard as he can.
“She won’t get off unless you smack her on the ass and tell her she is a slut,” Bishop says to him.
Cort nervously smacks me on the ass.
“Harder Cort. The queen is a filthy slut,” Bishop says.
Cort smacks me harder and harder. He starts thrusting harder with every smack.
“Tell her she is a slut Cort, that is what gets the queen off. She is a filthy slut that likes to get pounded in the ass,” Bishop says.
Cort keeps fucking me.
“Pull out Cort put your meat in her ass,” Bishop says.
Cort pulls out of my juicy wet spot and slides nervously into my ass. “You got to really pound your meat into her. Otherwise, she won’t be satisfied,” Bishop says.
Poor Cort is trying so hard to please his Queen. He pounds into me hard and smacks me on the ass. What is turning me on is Bishop talking down to me like a whore he picked up on the street corner.
“Filthy wolf slut. You like that cock filthy slut,” Bishop asks me.
“Yes, I do,” I moan.
“How many do you think you can handle today?” Bishop asks me.
“As many as you can find me,” I respond.
I start cumming hard. When I cum Cort starts cumming inside my ass. He pulls out of me easy. Not rough like Bishop does.
“You can go Cort. If you tell anyone about this, I will kill you,” Bishop says.