Queen's River Stories: A day in the life of the Mayor

“Mayor Lucas, do you have a comment about the controversial Alpha reinstatement bill?” a journalist demanded, standing up from the rows of chairs at the press conference.

“No...Janine, right? No Janine, at this moment I don’t have a comment. The bill has been in review for a long time and it’s finally going to a vote. Until the council has voted on it, which will be at the beginning of next week, I’m not going to make any comments about it.”

Internally, Gayle screamed. She inherited this whole mess from the previous administration who had inherited it from the mayor before that who’d introduced it during a cum-glazed haze where she was screaming out demands for more Alpha cock. Poor girl, Gayle thought. Last time she checked, Denise was still a permanent resident of one of the gloryhole service stations. Ever since then it had been an unspoken rule among Alphas to not put any mental mods on an elected official.

The bill was widely unpopular. The retired Alphas didn’t want it, as it could take them out of retirement. The current Alphas didn’t want it, as it introduced more competition into the pool. The Betas were also against it as they preferred a solution where, in times of need, a Beta was ‘uplifted’ into Alpha status. Locals were divided, insomuch as that they wanted more Alphas as that meant more adoption potential, but they also very much wanted to please the Alphas who were solidly against. In theory, this meant that the bill had zero chance of passing. And yet no one could deny that for the good of the community it might be necessary, on occasion, to ‘reactivate’ an Alpha. Queen’s River folk were very susceptible to the Greater Good argument.

And so the bill hung in limbo. Nobody wanted to be the one to pass it, but everyone thought it should be passed eventually. Gayle herself had been hoping to delay the bill again, but that obstinate bitch Irina had insisted on the vote. When Irina had tabled the bill a few weeks ago it had taken every ounce of Gayle’s willpower to not reach across the table and strangle the damn woman. Was it Irina who had been gang-banged twice that afternoon, both by irate Alphas and then by upset retired Alphas? No of course not, people brought their complaints directly to the Mayor’s office. “You elected her!” Gayle had screamed around one of the Alpha’s cocks, while another had unceremoniously shoved theirs in her ass.

But did they listen? Of course not. They considered it her job to keep the council in line. After fielding another few questions on other matters, Gayle walked back to her office. “There’s an Alpha here to see you ma’am,” her secretary Linda said, the way she was wincing as she moved in her seat indicating the Alpha had already made his displeasure known.

“Oh god, who is it?…” Gayle bemoaned. “Not Jerry again… my ass hurt for a week.” Linda didn’t reply and only pushed a bottle of lube towards her boss.

“What can I do for you Jerry...aaahhh!?” Jerry had grabbed Gayle the moment she walked in and threw her on the couch. Thank god I lubed up, she thought as he rammed his cock right in her ass.

Gayle held on to her couch as Jerry furiously pounded his massive, Pearson-enhanced meat into her, not caring about her comfort or her ass feeling like it was on fire. She wailed as he roughly took her ass, barely hearing what he was saying. Something about youths. Not that she paid attention to him even when he wasn’t venting on her. Jerry was Queen’s River’s version of the town crank. Something was always bothering him and when it did she inevitably found herself here, bent over, her ass stretched around his cock.

Jerry pulled out, shooting his load across her ass and gave it a good slap before putting his pants back on.

“I want more patrols in my neighbourhood, that graffiti has to stop Madam Mayor!”

"Right...right," she agreed, while thanking the goddess internally that it wasn't about the retired Alpha bill again.

“Now, Mayor Lucas, I know you understand the position of the Alpha Council in this matter.”

Nicholas Stockwell sat in the Mayor’s chair, his hand on Gayle’s head as it bobbed up and down in his lap. “We’re not traditionalists or stuck in our way, but we do believe in a firm hierarchy. You understand?”

He kept his hand firmly on her head, the only sound she could make was a soft gurgle of acquiescence. “A former Alpha coming out of retirement… and codifying that into law? It would not be good for morale Gayle; not at all.” He pushed her down until his balls were on her chin and held her there for a moment.

“We feel that if such extraordinary circumstances arrive that would make this necessary the Alpha council should, on a case by case basis, make a ruling without setting any kind of precedent. These things can get out of hand very fast. You don’t want things to get out of hand, do you Gayle?”

He let her go for a moment, Gayle letting his cock fall out of her mouth, coughing and gasping for air. “No… no sir.”

“No sir,” he repeated, tangling his hand into her hair and putting his cock back into her throat, softly thrusting. “We had this exact conversation a month ago Gayle. And I remember that, after swallowing like a good girl, you promised me you’d have the discussion tabled until after the next election. And yet… here we are. You on your knees, taking my cock and me having to explain to you what it is you should do.”

Good girl… she was 42! Demeaning asshole..., Gayle thought indignantly, trying to ignore the happy tingle it gave her to be called that by an Alpha. Gayle coughed again, taking a deep breath as Nicholas rested his cock on her face for a moment. “It’s not like I wanted to have the vote… Irina pushed it through, and you know how she is!” Nicholas tapped her cheek, indicating she should get back to sucking, which she promptly obeyed.

“Yes… In the future I would appreciate a heads-up Gayle. If we can’t have a good working relationship, it’ll be Brandon coming to see you. And you can barely take Jerry as it is. Now, swallow like a good girl, and come up with some sort of legal loophole that will allow you to table the matter. I know what Irina really wants, which is her husband back as Alpha. Now there’s a couple that’s stuck in the past… Cavill will speak to her, set her straight.”

Gayle shivered at hearing his name. Father Cavill ran the local church and was a kindly old man … except when he wasn’t. Technically he was a Beta, but even Edward Monarch had shown the man respect back when he was Alpha. And when you didn’t… officially nothing of course. But unofficially? Everyone had heard the story of Richie Ford.

Gayle felt Nicholas push her head all the way down as he started grunting and thrusting, dumping his load down her throat. As always Gayle had trouble swallowing the massive Alpha loads, but she managed to keep the cum from spilling out. She was a Local after all. She might be the Mayor, she still lived for pleasing the Alphas.

“Good girl,” Nicholas sat, patting her head as she lovingly licked him clean. In spite of herself, Gayle came from hearing the words spoken by an Alpha.

“Glukh glukh glukh,” Gayle tried to say something but the boys just shoved their cocks in her mouth every time she opened it.

“Boys!” Tricia shouted uselessly as her class of seniors descended on the hapless mayor, tearing at her clothes and thrusting inside of her. “Don’t you have any questions about politics and the role of mayor?” she asked, almost despairing.

“I think we have a pretty good idea of what a mayor does,” giggled one of the girls as they looked at the boys gang-banging their mayor.

Tricia resigned herself as she sat down in one of the visitors chairs. Keeping the class in line was hard enough when you had Alphas in there. But you dangle a Local in front of them and all those ridiculously overcharged libidos just took over. During school hours their female classmates were off limits. She herself had an adult son who was her Alpha, meaning they couldn’t touch her either. All that cum had to go somewhere she supposed, and currently it seemed to be going in and all over the mayor.

After the boys had emptied their balls, a cum covered Mayor Lucas answered their questions, slumped against her desk.

“That’s a very good question Jeremy,” Gayle said, wiping away a dollop of cum that landed in her eye. “So the Mayor has a vote in council meetings, and can introduce bills of her own. But I cannot enact one all by myself, the mayor still only has one vote and a bill needs a majority to pass. What you’re referring to is an executive order. But for a Mayor these are relatively limited. They can only be within the specific charter of the Mayor and cannot conflict with the legislative power of the Council. If a Mayor abused the power the Council can intervene, writing bills that limit her power even further. Does that answer your question?”

“Honey, I’m home!” Gayle stumbled into her home, into the waiting arms of her son. He wrinkled his nose as he held her up. Clothes torn, completely covered in semen.

“Let’s get you into a bath,” he said, lifting her upstairs. He set her down on the counter, gently undressing her. She smiled happily as her son took a sponge to wipe away most of the cum on her skin.

“I love you baby” she murmured.

“I know mom” he sighed. Being a Local he had gotten used to his mom getting fucked a lot. But ever since she became Mayor, her use had skyrocketed. This had become their little ritual. Him carrying her upstairs and cleaning her up.

“Baby…” she gave a little whine. He tensed for a moment, knowing what was always next, steeling himself. “My pussy is sore… could you…?”

He nodded. “Of course, Mom.” He got to his knees, his face close to his mother’s well used pussy. His nose wrinkled at the smell of the Alpha cum in there, slowly dripping out now his mother was relaxing her cunt. He grabbed his mother’s legs and slowly began to lap, tasting his mother’s pussy and the loads that had been pumped into her today.

She ran her hands through his hair, giving satisfied little moans as he cleaned her with his tongue. “Such a good boy,” she murmured as he licked her, bringing her to a small orgasm. Nothing like what she got from any of the Alphas that used her. But as a token of love from her son, she enjoyed it all the same.

Then he helped her into the bath, cleaning her while she relaxed. She smirked as he took extra care with her breasts, knowing his infatuation with them.

But this was part of the ritual too. She’d need to offer. As a Local, he couldn’t take her unless she approved. And she enjoyed watching him grow bolder until she told him it was okay. She moaned as he started to lick and suck on her tits, pulling his face to her.

“Baby…” she started, after he’d thoroughly cleaned her. If you want… you can make me a bit dirty again.” She smiled, always loving to see his face light up as he grabbed hold of her, lifted her to the counter and thrust inside. Gayle purred contentedly. Her son might not be an Alpha, but he was still her boy and knew exactly what she liked.

“Mom… fuck…. I love you mom...aahh!”

Gayle smiled. Locals didn’t have the stamina or the power that Alpha’s did, but she still enjoyed her special time with him. She hoped that if she ever did get an Alpha, he’d understand their relationship.

As she settled down on the couch, her son bringing her a cup of tea, he handed her an envelop before snuggling up to her. “Ah, the results from the tests doctor Hawkins ran on my nausea came back…” she fell silent, prompting her son to look up at her.

“Mom?”

“I’m pregnant… and it’s a boy.”