Page 8 of His Pet

Apparently deciding that he was no longer interested in fucking her ass with just his fingers, the doctor pulled them out and quickly undid the front of his pants, freeing his cock and thrusting into the loosened opening. Bella screamed as he impaled her, fast and hard, and without any extra lubrication. It felt like a burning rod was being shoved up her backside, and her body cramped and clenched, trying to force him back out as his cock burrowed much deeper than his fingers had, stretching her much wider. She tried to arch up and away, forgetting the restraints on her body and their lack of give, and she cried out as she realized there was nowhere for her to go.

Tears slid down the sides of her face again as he thrust, hard and fast, into her tight channel, making the delicate insides burn with the friction and strain of accommodating his large cock. The expression on his face was exuberant, and she had to wonder if this was what he'd been fantasizing about when she'd first been at his mercy and he'd realized that her ass was untouched.

Just as the cramps were lessening, her body adjusting, and the pain was beginning to dwindle, she felt the strangest sensation... fizzing, tingling inside of her ass, and she groaned as she realized he'd started the electricity up again. It didn't hurt, but she could feel her fear ramping up higher, her ass automatically clenching against the thought that he might shock her while he was raping her ass.

His dick felt like a hard, fizzing rod, sparking little bubbles all along the insides of her body. He reached up to grab her breasts and she felt the little bubbles popping against her skin on the outside as well, brushing along the tops of her inner thighs as he thrust and fucked her. The brush of his tingling groin against her abused clit made the little nub swell to attention, even as Bella fought against the building of pleasure.

It was like having a vibrator in her ass, but with a different sensation that was even more pleasurable than mere vibrations.

The jolt went through her like a shock, making her ass spasm and her body arch against the restraints as she cried out. It burned and stung, and she struggled to get away, despite knowing she couldn’t.

And then she sagged as the pain receded, leaving her tingling again.

"Please," she begged, sobbing the word out as she gasped for air. Her anus felt like it had been burned, the sore muscle throbbing with the aftereffects of the shock. "Please doooo—OOOO!"

She screamed again as the shock flayed her inside and out, the pinching fingers on her nipples not even registering compared to the high-voltage shock that was tormenting the sensitive buds.

Dr. Margolis' cock seemed even larger, harder, inside of her this time when the pain diminished again. His thrusts were coming harder and faster, his eyes practically glowing as he watched her.

The third shock was the worst, because it wasn't nearly as painful but instead balanced right on the edge of pleasure and pain... and it went on and on as her body rocked and clenched. Dimly she was aware of the doctor's grunts of pleasure, the hot liquid sizzling inside of her ass, but mostly she was just wracked with the shuddering torment and half-realized pleasure that was confusing her senses.

When he reached down and pinched her clit between two of his electrified fingers, zapping the bundle of nerve endings, she came so hard that she blacked out as liquid spilled from her pussy over Dr. Margolis' groin.

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A soldier came in and went directly to the Wolf's dais, where he was standing and conferring with some of his other officers. Cora was there as well, idly playing with a pen and occasionally looking over at Alex. He was positioned far enough away that he couldn't hear anything they were saying, but they could all see him. For the most part, he tried not to look at them. Catching Cora's glance was too disconcerting for him.

The soldier wasn't the first to come in and go directly to the Wolf, but for the first time the Wolf turned and looked at Alex after the soldier made his report. It was the first time that he'd acknowledged Alex's existence in at least an hour.

"Good," the Wolf said, glancing back at the soldier. "Take him."

Cora looked disappointed and Alex couldn't help a little sigh of relief. He'd been nervously awaiting some kind of punishment, wracking his brain as if trying to force his memories back into his head. It hadn’t worked. The hours remained stubbornly blank and he couldn't even get a hint of what had happened.

So he didn't protest when three soldiers escorted him out of the room, instead going quietly and willingly. He wanted to sit and think, plus he hoped they were taking him to wherever Bella was. Getting away from Cora was just a bonus. His protective side had been worrying about Bella even while the rest of him tried to figure out what it could have been that she'd done that he couldn't remember.

They escorted him back to their usual room, and Alex was relieved to see that Bella was lying on the bed on her back, asleep. She was on top of the covers and, although her nipples were a dark red and her pussy looked swollen and darkened as well, he couldn't see any immediate, terrible damage. Relief swept through him as he hurried into the room, ignoring the soldiers who closed the door behind him.

Sliding onto the bed, Alex reached out to touch Bella's shoulder, being gentle so as not to wake her, but needing to touch her to reassure himself that she was really there and she was really okay.

As soon as his hand touched her skin, she came awake with a scream, kicking out.

"Bella! Bella it's me!" Alex yelled, reaching out to grab her before she could fall off the bed.

Her eyes were red-rimmed and blinking rapidly, as if she was having trouble seeing. She gasped for breath, her movements slowing although she still held herself back.

"Bella?" he repeated, more cautiously quiet now, holding onto her wrist so that she couldn't accidentally fling herself off the bed, but not trying to touch her in any other way. He rubbed his thumb soothingly over her pulse, which was beating so rapidly it felt like her vein was fluttering under his touch. "It's me, it's Alex."

"Alex," she whispered, peering at him.

And then she burst into tears and flung herself at his chest.

It was a while before Alex could get her to calm down enough to tell him what happened, and then he became the one who needed calming down. Not that she would say much more than she'd been sent to Dr. Margolis and the damned doctor apparently had an obsession with electricity. And that it had hurt more than anything else she'd ever experienced. If Alex ever got the chance, he was going to tear that man limb from limb.

Bella shook in his arms, whimpering anytime he needed to move even the slightest bit, clinging to him as if he was an oxygen tank and the dome was breached. As if she feared any movement on his part meant that he was going to let her go. But he didn't. He moved as little as possible, stroking her hair, murmuring how brave she was, promising that he'd protect her, even though it was a promise he knew he might not be able to keep. Whatever he needed to say or do to make her feel better.

Eventually she quieted, willing to just lie quiescent in his arms.

That's when he found out that she was suffering the same memory loss that he was. She didn't even remember what she'd done that she was being punished for.

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