Page 22 of His Pet

Which made no sense to Bella; it would be like her feeling the same jealous possessiveness over the Wolf as she did over Alex. She didn't have too much time to dwell on it as her pussy and ass were filled up by the toy, its nubby surface rubbing pleasurably over her insides, stretching them with the thick girth of the prods. Jordan did something down there, which must have attached the toy to the chair, because he moved away and the toy stayed right where it was, firmly lodged inside of her.

The third prong jutted up between her thighs, like a perverted parody of a cock. Jordan turned to Trish, holding out his hand to bring her over. She walked slowly, looking at Bella nervously.

"Climb on Pet's lap, little girl, I want to see you riding that cock,"

Jordan's deep voice made Trish shiver. She didn't look Bella in the eyes, but she obeyed, straddling the brunette's lap and placing herself over the third prong. Bella couldn't help but moan as Trish began to lower herself, making the toy move and jiggle inside of Bella. Her holes clenched down on it, making her sphincter burn as it squeezed the hard prod. Trish had to work herself up and down to fully impale herself on it, despite the lubrication from Jordan's cum in her pussy, and it bounced and moved inside Bella as well, stirring her insides with the two prongs. Standing so that he could see both of their faces, Jordan loomed over them, watching, his cock slowly hardening at the show.

"Keep bouncing, little girl, and kiss Pet."

Trish's lips were soft and they tasted like sex; musky, salty, and sweet, with just a hint of bitterness. Bella knew that she was tasting Jordan's cum on Trish's tongue, and the combined juices of two pussies, but at least this wasn't painful. And Trish was a good kisser. Their tongues danced as Trish moved up and down, her smaller breasts brushing against Bella's larger ones, their nipples rubbing against each other. The small movements that the rods made inside Bella were turning her own, even though she couldn't move. Maybe especially because she couldn't move. She could feel Jordan moving around them, securing Trish's hands to the back of Bella's chair.

A hard hand hefted her own breast, massaging it and pinching the nipple. She squirmed in the chair, as her pussy gushed, feeling answering movement in Trish.

Suddenly pain flared in the tiny bud, and Bella shrieked into Trish's mouth, who immediately pulled away. A shiny clamp was now decorating Bella's nipple, a short chain hanging from it, and Jordan was already pinching Trish's nipple, pulling her closer to Bella.

"No, please don't, Sir," Trish begged, looking up at Jordan.

"Be a good little girl and hold still," he said firmly, giving her bottom a hefty whack that had her jumping on the fake cock inside of her. Bella groaned, her holes clenching as the rods quivered inside of her. "You can take it."

The clamp closed down around Trish's nipple, connecting her to Bella's by the short chain, which was only a few inches long.

"Ow, ow, ow," Trish chanted under her breath as she squirmed, her head arching back. Her nipples were longer than Bella's and the clamp made the jutting rosebud look even more obscene, especially when it was connecting her to Bella's body. Since she was already aroused, Bella felt the clamp as a heady mix of pleasure and pain, besides which, she'd gotten used to such a dichotomy during sex. Going by Trish's reaction and the eager lust on Jordan's face, she guessed that the younger woman wasn't.

Walking around to the other side, Jordan did the same thing, connecting the two women nipple to nipple. Every time either of them moved, they both felt it as pain in the nipples and pleasure in their pussies.

Which meant they both cried out when Jordan smacked Trish's ass. Tears sparked in her big blue eyes as she jerked, her back arching, making the chain between the clamps jiggle, and both of them writhe on the fake cocks. Bella bit her lip to keep quiet as Jordan smacked Trish's ass again, pleasure and pain sizzling through her.

The prods suddenly came to life, vibrating, and both Bella and Trish moaned. Trish couldn't stop herself from writhing, going up and down slightly on the humming cock, pulling at both of their nipples.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Jordan spanked Trish's ass, hard, watching as the two women writhed in response, their bodies becoming overwhelmed by all the sensations richoting through them. Every time Trish's body would lift, in response to the hard slaps, Bella's nipples were tugged upward, but because of the restraints on the chair, her body couldn't follow. The resultant downward pull on Trish's nipples made the blonde whimper and squirm as she settled back down, relieving the pressure on both their nipples, only to be met with another hard slap to her ass. The elaborate dildos hummed inside of them, Trish's body fucking the longest shaft as Bella was only able to squirm on top of hers.

When Jordan finally stopped spanking her, Trish sagged on top of Bella for a moment, but she couldn't stop squirming. Her pussy was creaming, juices dripping down onto Bella's thighs, and both of them were beginning to throb with the need to cum. Bella moaned, trying to move on her own, needing more, and after a moment, Trish began to lift and lower again, her clamped nipples rubbing against Bella's, causing painful sparks to flare against their pleasure.

Kneeling behind her, Jordan did something to make Trish stiffen and squeal. "Please Sir, it's too big... it's too much..."

"Shhhh, it'll fit. Pet's stuffed in both holes, just ask her." The lascivious wickedness in Jordan's voice, his eyes shining over Trish's shoulder, made Bella shudder. She tilted her head back as Jordan began to thrust into Trish, feeling his movements by the way Trish reacted, tugging on both of their nipples as she tried to relieve the pressure on her holes by moving away from Jordan's dick. It only made both girls whimper as their nipples were pulled taut by the clamps, and there was nowhere else for Trish to go.

The tugging on her nipples made Bella arch her back as she found herself focusing on the vidscreen again. Alex was coming, thrusting his hips rhythmically forward into the mouth of the woman kneeling at his feet, his ass and back bright red as the Wolf continued to rain down blows with the long strands of the leather flogger.

"Pleeeeeeeeeease," Trish begged, her voice a long squeal, going higher and higher as she arched and pulled, making Bella shriek as her distended nipples were tugged on painfully. Then Trish let out a noise like a strangled sob, her body descending, and Bella knew that she was now stuffed in both holes; the long toy in her front and Jordan's cock buried in her ass. His fingers dug into the soft flesh above her hips, pulling her down, and Bella could only feel relief as the stress on her throbbing nipples was ameliorated.

The constant stimulation was making her feel high, but she wasn't receiving enough of it to climax.

Jordan began to move, fucking Trish's ass, forcing her to fuck the cock that connected her to Bella, making both girls moan as the toy massaged their insides and their distended nipples pulled as Trish was pushed up and down. Just like before, Bella couldn't do anything but sit and take what was given to her, unable to stop the sensation or help to increase them so that she could come.

Blinking, she stared up at the screen behind Jordan, Trish's breathy moans filling her ears as she watched the Wolf laying Alex back on the bed.

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His cock felt like it had been rubbed raw, just like his back did, from his shoulders down to his knees. The flogger had made his skin feel itchy, sensitive, and the scrape of soft fabric against it was like sandpaper. Just like the Wolf's hand as it brushed over the length of his dick. Even that didn't turn Alex on, he was just burning inside and out, front and back, and it was like he was losing his mind in his need to keep coming even after he'd already orgasmed. The need didn't go away; it was a hot itch that tingled up his spine and made his balls tighten, even though they were already emptied. He'd come twice in Zander's ass, and the second time he'd barely leaked a few drops.

If he hadn't been pulled away, he probably would have kept fucking the other man, but the Wolf had wanted to whip him, putting on a show while Zander and Maureen watched. They were still involved in the orgy, but they were also voyeurs, excited by witnessing the hedonistic depravity of the Wolf's court. Having been around the Wolf for so long, Alex knew it for the show that it was. Yes, the Wolf was enjoying himself, but he didn't personally care what experience Maureen and Zander had, as long as they took word of it back to the Moon. The whole thing was carefully choreographed to enhance the Wolf's reputation, to give them something to talk about.

Everyone on the Moon was so obsessed with the Wolf and his sexual excess, with the dangers of visiting Earth, with the captives that were taken... they missed everything else about him. This really was a show, a distraction, some sleight of hand. This was not the worst side of the Wolf, but it was the most visible because he made it so.

And right now, Alex was a part of it.

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