Page 21 of His Pet

Pleasure swirled as Trish sucked on her clit, breaking up her concentration. On the screen, the Wolf beckoned to Alex. He pulled out of the redhead, who was still moaning into the soldier woman's pussy. Cum began to drip down her legs as soon as he pulled out, but his cock was still fully erect; covered in glossy pussy juices, it stood out from his body, still red and potent-looking.

As he moved away from the redhead, another of the Wolf's soldiers was already stepping up to take his place, shoving his cock into her ready pussy.

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"Come here, Toy," the Wolf repeated, his green eyes gleaming like a panther's. The erotic sounds of sex were all around them, the wet slaps of skin on skin, of cocks thrusting into various orifices, and hot moans and grunts filled Alex's ears. His vision felt hazy, tinged around the edges with a lustful red, his body moving as if he was in a dream.

Some small voice in the back of his head screamed at him to run, but his body moved at the Wolf's command, eagerly hoping for more pleasure. Sating himself in Maureen's tight pussy had barely had an effect on the demanding need that was clawing at his insides. Already he wanted to sink his cock into someone again. If the Wolf hadn't called to him, he would probably still be pumping away at Maureen's grasping cunt.

"I think Zander would like an ass-fucking." The Wolf gripped the man's head tightly, fingers woven through the blond hair, as the man moaned throatily around the Wolf's cock. His hips tilted, pushing his ass into the air invitingly.

The same disgust he'd felt with Maureen washed through Alex. He knew that a lot of the citizens on the Moon were hedonistic; many of them came to Earth seeking adventure and pleasures that weren't available on the Moon's surface. The reactions of Zander and Maureen confirmed them as thrill-seekers. They were probably of the social group who thrived on reports of the Wolf, speculating, wishing they might be taken. Not like Bella or himself, who had taken steps to ensure they wouldn't be abducted when they'd come to Earth. Steps which had been thrown away in one night of fury, but he would have never acted like this if he'd been taken for the day.

Unlike him, Zander and Maureen weren't being compelled by drugs or threats, only by their own desires for excitement, illicit pleasures and the fifteen minutes of fame that would follow once they returned home and told the media about their experience with the Wolf.

It made him extremely ungentle as he knelt behind Zander and shoved into the other man's ass. Fortunately, because it would salve his conscious later, Zander was obviously no stranger to anal sex. Alex's cock slid in easily to the tight haven, as Zander groaned in pained pleasure, bumping the curve of his bottom against Alex's groin as the tight ring of his entrance tightened around the base of Alex's cock.

Dragging his hips back, Alex gripped Zander’s and happened to look up, his gaze clashing with the Wolf's. The criminal overlord was watching Alex, rapt with attention, as if the man sucking his cock was no more than an afterthought. Just somewhere to put his dick, a hole to bring him pleasure, while he focused on what truly interested him. Alex.

His lips pulling back in a snarl, Alex glared up at the man, keeping his eye contact with the Wolf as they pummeled and thrust into Zander between them. Pleasure washed over Alex as the man writhed, his ass clenching around Alex's pistoning cock; Alex's body was caught somewhere between erotic ecstasy and pure fury.

In the back of his mind, Alex was relieved that at least Bella wasn't part of this right now.

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As Jordan fucked Trish from behind, her licking and sucking on Bella's pussy had become more intense, her own pleasure feeding Bella's. The vibrations of her moans hummed against Bella's pussy lips and clit, her tongue questing through Bella's folds, occasionally pulling Bella's clit into her mouth and sucking hard. Jordan watched, his gaze electric with pleasure, as Trish moved her face up and down along Bella's slit.

On the screen before her, Bella could see the Wolf and Alex fucking the man between them, although it looked more like they were locked in combat than in pleasure. The man was an afterthought, a prop. It was almost frightening, how much Alex looked exactly like the Wolf in that moment.

Not that the man cared. The expression of ecstasy on his face, as he was bounced between them, was eager and excited. He was getting off on being used by the two men, his hard cock bouncing as they thrust into him from either end, slapping up against his belly and leaking dripping spurts of pre-cum. Gasping, Bella tried to arch her hips as Trish sucked particularly hard, making her spasm as the pleasure jolted through her clit.

"Oh fuck... please..." Bella writhed as Trish sucked harder, her mouth pulling on Bella's clit. She could see Alex's look of enraged rapture as he approached his own orgasm, the Wolf watching him avidly. Her pussy was alive with pleasure, swelling, warming, as hot tingles swept through the swollen lips. The restraints chaining her to the chair didn't allow for any movement away from Trish's tormenting mouth as her orgasm crested and burst, the suction of her clit becoming painfully pleasurable in its intensity.

She cried out, trying to arch her hips, trying to slow the stabbing ecstasy as it pierced her core, spreading throughout her body in hot waves. The steady pulls on her clit made her arms and legs jerk against their bonds, needing to push Trish away. But the younger woman was already crying out into Bella's pussy, pushing her farther, as Jordan's thrusts became harder, faster, shoving her mouth against Bella's splayed parts.

The two women were coming together, Bella’s juices soaking Trish's lips, Trish’s vibrating moans extending the spasming shudders of Bella's climax. Jordan groaned, his fingers digging into Trish's hips as he slammed into her, rubbing his groin over the curves of her backside as he filled her with cum.

On the screen above Jordan’s head, Alex was sagging over the blond man, pulling his cock from the day captive's asshole. Like before, Alex's cock was still fully erect, looking even redder from heavy use. A woman stepped up with a cloth, rubbing it over the swollen shaft and making him jerk a shudder while she cleaned him, obviously sensitive to the slightest touch after two orgasms and yet no real relief. The Wolf was extricating himself from the blond's throat, leaving the man on all fours as a woman and another man stepped up to him, eager to try out the new meat.

The redheaded woman was still on the bed, although the two men sandwiching her body had been replaced. A third was stepping up to shove his dick in her mouth. Even though she looked tired, she was moving between them all, obviously still enjoying herself. The man in her ass was slapping her cheeks, turning them a bright pink and making her body bounce up and down with each slap.

Trish's mouth dropped away from Bella's pussy, and she moaned in relief. Her overstimulated folds felt like they were swollen to twice their size. Gripping Trish's white-blonde locks, Jordan turned her around on her knees.

"Clean me off, little girl," he murmured, his expression softening as Trish began to lap at his groin, cleaning him of their combined juices. Bella could see white trails of cum dripping down Trish's thighs, sliding down to the floor. She shivered, trying not to draw attention to herself, although she didn't think she needed to worry too much. As usual, Jordan was wrapped up in Trish; he barely noticed Bella unless she did something to draw his attention.

Still, she couldn't help but reflect over the change in Trish's responses. She hadn't hesitated once. Not when Jordan had shoved her face into Bella's pussy, or now when he had her cleaning his dick of their sex. Had he brainwashed her?

Looking back up at the screen, Bella jerked against her restraints as she saw Alex now trussed up to the large wooden frame. His arms were above his head, his legs chained to the floor about shoulder-width apart, and the Wolf was whipping him with long strands of leather. It didn't look like the Wolf was hitting very hard, but the skin on Alex’s back, ass and thighs was already turning pink. A woman was on her knees in front of him, her hands braced on his thighs, her head bobbing up and down as she sucked on his cock. With a twist of jealousy in her stomach, Bella recognized one of the female soldiers that was often in the gardens at the same time as them.

Bella was so engrossed in watching the Wolf flog Alex, and the woman sucking on Alex's cock as he strained and arched his back in response to the warring sensations of pleasure and pain, that she almost forgot she wasn't alone in the room. Right up until Jordan was suddenly standing in front of her, blocking out the screen as he looked down at her with a glint in his eye. He was half-hard, probably from Trish's tongue-bath, and he was holding a strange rubber toy in his hand. It looked like a cactus, with two very large prongs and one smaller one, which sat snuggled close to one of the larger ones, while the longest prong had a larger space between it and the two others. The smaller one was glistening, as though it had been covered in lube, and dread immediately curdled in Bella's stomach as Jordan knelt down.

"Wha-what are you doing?" she stammered out, her pussy and ass clenching as he tilted his head to be able to see better. There was no way for her to close her legs or protect her most private parts as he began to push the two against her holds. Her pussy was so wet that the larger prong had no problem sliding in, and her ass was no match from the slick pressure of the smaller one. She made a whining noise as they pushed in, making her asshole burn as it was forced open.

"Quiet," Jordan ordered, reaching up to pinch her nipple, hard.

Bella whimpered, but she got the message. The toys pushing into her weren't entirely comfortable, but at least they didn't hurt. That pinch to her nipple hadn't been at all friendly. Besides, it had been a stupid question; it was pretty obvious what he was doing.

Behind him, Trish was watching with what looked like a combination of sick fascination, and reluctant jealousy, as if only now realizing that she didn't like seeing Jordan touch Bella.

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