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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/F, F/M, Multi
  Fandom:
      Teen_Wolf_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Allison_Argent/Everyone
  Character:
      Allison_Argent, Peter_Hale, Werewolf_Character(s)
  Additional Tags:
      Gangbang, Oral_Sex, Anal_Play, Voyeurism, Bottom_Allison_Argent, Animal
      Play, Humiliation
  Series:
      Part 6 of Hidden_Princess
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-05-09 Words: 2377
****** Cabin Trip ******
by KinkyFox
Summary
     After weeks of planning, Peter finally takes Allison to a cabin,
     ready to push her limits even more, with the help of a few of his
     friends.
A month rolled by, and Peter watched his pet's stomach grow. Just as he'd
requested, she was using a breast pump every day, the sensitivity finally
lowering, but still the nipple rings gave her constant pleasure every time they
were brushed. Now they were healed, Allison complained about them a lot less,
just accepted them as another part of her body. She spent the first few weeks
after the glory hole incident ignoring Peter, which he was fine with, while he
made arrangements for their weekend away. She could mistaken it for kindness if
she wanted, but he was simply too busy to worry about her pleasure during that
time. Afterwards, he slowly began to use her again, making her suck him and
swallow his load every morning and night, doing whatever he felt like to her in
the daytime between.
Watching as Allison turned off the breast pump, placing it back on the table,
Peter moved over, clipping her leash onto her.
"It's a long drive, so I won't put you in the trunk, and I won't make you stay
completely naked. But you will lie on the back seat until we're out of
California. Do you understand?"
"Yes sir." Allison sighed, not knowing where they were going, and knowing full
well he wouldn't tell her anyway. Putting on the clothes that Peter threw at
her - a top that was far too tight for her expanding breasts, and a skirt that
had to sit under her stomach, forcing it to be on display - she followed Peter
out to the car, noting it being the dead of night, ensuring no one who could
recognise them would find her.
The trip would take three days, and though Peter needed to spend most of it
driving, it didn't mean he didn't have moments where he thrilled in humiliating
Allison. The pregnancy meant that she needed the bathroom more, and rather than
pull over at a restroom, he would stop the car on the open road, and tell her
to squat and pee, whether cars drove past or not. Though she would never admit
it, Peter picked up the scent of excitement that came from her every time she
was caught by a passing car, prepared to use that against her at a later date.
Finally, Peter pulled up to a cabin in Alaska, Allison wrapping her arms around
herself to try and keep warm - her nipples were painfully erect, and pressing
against her shirt.
"We rest tonight, our guests get here tomorrow." Peter explained, leading her
into the cabin. Allison's exhaustion and discomfort was obvious, and he sent
her straight to their bedroom, masturbating his frustrations away in the
bathroom before he came in. He could've fucked Allison right then and there,
but it had been three days since she'd been touched. If her excitement on the
drive had been anything to go by, having to wait another twelve or so hours
would have her positively dripping.
"I hate you." Allison murmured, looking away from him. She moved a hand down to
play with herself, and Peter grabbed her wrist, lifting it away.
"I didn't give you permission to touch yourself, and hate me all you want, you
need me." He snapped, rubbing a hand over her stomach. "You can deny needing me
sexually... But who will be there when you deliver the pup, pet? As much as you
wish I was dead, I'm your only hope, and you know it."
"... You said it was a pup." Allison muttered, glancing at him. "... It's not
my dad's, is it? It's... growing fast. It's yours isn't it?" Peter rolled his
eyes, amazed at how such an intelligent hunter could be such a stupid girl.
"I knotted you, Princess. I bred your pussy until it was raw. Of course it's
mine." As much as he wanted to keep Allison in the dark, have her constantly
afraid, he didn't want to risk the life she carried. Almost immediately, he
watched as Allison's shoulders seemed to relax, a calm coming over her, and she
turned away from him, her eyes closing. Peter kept his arm wrapped around her,
possessively stroking her stomach.
Around lunchtime, Peter began to put his plans into action, moving the
furniture in the large lounge to the edges of the room, a mattress dragged to
the centre of the room, and a few cameras set up. Others were banned from
bringing anything, not trusting them to not get back to Beacon Hills, but Peter
was more than happy with keeping his own copy. Minutes before people were due
to start showing up, he sat Allison naked on the mattress, his hands roaming
over her body. Bells were attached to her nipple rings once more, and he could
smell the excitement coming from Allison.
"Your pregnancy is making you even more of a horny slut, isn't it?"
"... Yes, sir." Allison blushed, looking away ashamed.
"Good. I told you a long time ago I would turn you into my willing fuck doll,
and look at you now - naked, waiting for god knows who to walk through that
door and fuck you. And you're dripping wet for it." He stroked over her pussy,
listening to her whine. "Tell me what you need. The same way you'll tell them."
"... I need to be fucked. Need my horny holes filled." She muttered, surprised
with the ease the words came out. Peter listened to her heart, happy that she
was telling the truth - that she really was looking forward to this.
"For being so honest, you may cum whenever you wish, unless I tell you
otherwise."
"Yes sir." Despite her confidence, as there was a knock on the door, Allison
tensed up. Peter chuckled, pulling at one of her rings, before standing up.
No one was allowed to start until everyone showed up, slowly the seats filling,
clothes being shed until Allison looked around and saw so many naked bodies.
About a quarter of them were female, some being slaves of other Alphas, others
being Alphas themselves, and all looking at her hungrily, ready to pounce.
"I'm sure I don't need to go through the rules, but I will to make things
clear." Peter said, circling around Allison, looking at everyone. "You're
allowed to tell her to do whatever you want, she has no limits. But if it's
something that I don't approve of, I'll stop you straight away - I don't want
anyone to break my toy. That being said, if you try and knot her? Turn her? I
will kill you." Peter paused, looking down at Allison. "Well my pregnant bitch
- did you have anything you wanted to add?"
"... Please use me." Her voice was small, but it was all the surrounding people
needed to move towards her, Peter taking a step back - he'd have plenty of time
to do whatever he wanted when they were alone.
Almost immediately, a pussy was pressed against Allison's mouth, her tongue
slipping out to slide into it, her lips rubbing against the woman's clit, the
moans telling her she was doing a good job at pleasuring her. She let out a cry
of surprise as a double dildo was pressed into her holes without warning,
vibrations turning on to keep her holes filled while the others got hard. A
cock was slipped into each of her hands, and she stroked them, groaning herself
from being so used.
Before the pussy in her mouth could cum, a cock slid into it, Allison being
told to suck and lick them both at the same time, Allison agreeing just as she
felt the first spray of cum hit her body from one of the wolves that was
stroking himself over her. Spreading her legs even wider, she could feel her
own orgasm coming, but she tried to hold off, knowing this would be going on
for a while.
"Let's get the pregnant pig on all fours - gonna be easier to fuck her that way
without her puppy pouch getting in the way." Someone chuckled, and everyone
moved away from her, turning her body over, until she was on her hands and
knees. Her filling breasts swayed, the bells tinkling, and people laughed,
Allison's cheeks turning red at the humiliation.
"Beg for us, slut. Tell us what you want." Another voice said, close to her
ear. Allison glanced up, looking around for Peter, nervously, but she couldn't
see him behind all the people who surrounded her.
"Please fuck my holes... All of them. Cum all over my slutty body... Just a
horny pregnant fuck toy." She whimpered, jumping slightly as the toys were
pulled from inside her, her ass spanked from two different directions. One of
the female slaves she'd seen was lowered in front of her, and a dildo was
pressed into Allison's hands.
"Lick her ass while you fuck her cunt with this." Someone chuckled, and Allison
whimpered, nodding, pressing the toy into the other female, pressing her face
against the puckered hole.
Peter watched from a corner, as more cum sprayed over his pet's body, Allison
screaming out in an orgasm as the first cock was slid into her waiting hole,
another man slipping underneath her not long after to fuck her ass at the same
time. Another pulled her nipples in a milking motion, telling her to moo, and
it amused Peter to no end. There were no tears from his girl, she was in
absolute bliss. If she'd been too stressed, he would've called a time out, not
risking the child, but she loved it.
"My precious whore..." Peter muttered, watching another load of cum spray over
her.
Peter stepped in only once, when her body was tied across a table, her legs
spread wide, and only to make sure nothing was cutting off circulation. Allison
caught Peter's eye, and whimpered for him, lifting her head to look in his
direction. He considered ignoring her, but couldn't help himself.
"How are you feeling, Princess?"
"Like a whore..." She whispered, licking her lips.
"How many times have you come?"
"I've lost count." She admitted, a blush to her cheeks. "So horny..."
"So many cocks and cunts exploding on you, and you're still horny... So
perverted." Peter mused, dragging a finger through the cum on her stomach,
smearing it across her lips, and face. She looked delicious. "You ask them if
you can come from now on. You wait for permission. Understand?"
"Yes sir." She muttered, straining her head for a kiss, but Peter walked away,
not wanting the taste of other people's come in his mouth. Back in his vantage
point, he watched as her thighs were held wide open, a large Alpha fucking into
her aggressively. Another had an electric prod, zapping her every now and
again, her screams of pain delicious. She sucked a cock whilst thrusting her
fingers into the hole of another woman, and all the while, Allison groaned,
writhing.
"Please let me come..." She would whimper over and over again, tearing up every
time she was denied, but being good, she held off, servicing another cock in
her cunt, and another cunt with her mouth. Her arms and legs tied wide, she had
little choice.
"Should we let the little whore come?" Someone chuckled at last, a female Alpha
holding a riding crop. Peter eyed it carefully, making sure it was not about to
slap at her stomach, but as the tip flicked at Allison's thighs, Peter had a
good idea what she was doing with it.
"I suppose so. But only on one condition." Smirked another, moving his own
slave to sit on Allison's face, positioning her so her tongue flicked against
her ass, and her nose rubbed the girl's clit. "She should come while doing all
she's good for." A vibrating anal plug was slipped into her ass, turned up to
hide speed, and as many men crowded around as they could, and Allison was given
a cock in each hand, the rest stroking themselves over her body. Two females
sucked at her nipples shamelessly, playing with the nipple rings with their
tongues, nipping at them every so often.
"Okay, filthy dirty whore... Come. Come with a plug in your ass, an ass on your
tongue, a clit on your nose, mouths on your milk tits, cum over your body...
and pain in your pussy." The riding crop was slapped down over and over again
on her clit, the stinging making Allison scream in orgasm, squirting and riding
it out for as long as possible. No one moved, insistent on forcing her to
multiple orgasm, and after three, once almost everyone had come over her body
and face, her eyes closed, spent. The toys and spanks stopped, and everyone
moved back, allowing Peter to inspect. Thick dumps of come covered her body,
some mixed in with her hair, and her hole twitched continuously, the muscles
struggling to relax.
"I think that suggests that the party is over for tonight, ladies and
gentlemen." Peter announced, taking a container from his pocket, and filling it
to the brim with come - he had plans for a final humiliation, but it was for
once they were alone. "We'll have to do this again sometime."
Allison awoke a few hours later, no longer bound, but still lying on the table
she had been attached to. The room was quiet, and Peter sat on a couch,
watching TV.
"Crawl over here." Peter said, not even looking at her, and once she reached
him, he moved a dog food bowl full of come from the coffee table to the floor.
"Eat like a good pet, then sleep - I've set up a dog basket in the corner." He
nodded over to it, and Allison glanced at the extra large wicker basket,
furnished with plush cushions and blankets, her name printed in block capitals
on a plate on the front. "Are you in pain?"
"...Sore, sir." She whispered, and Peter sighed, lowering her head to the bowl,
watching as she licked up the come that had been covering her body, hungrily.
"Good whore." He muttered, petting her hair, and turning his attention back to
the TV. The video he'd made was definitely going to be a highlight to his
collection.
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