Page 19 of His Toy

He tasted slightly different from the soldier who had seemed so nice originally, although it was still that fleshy taste of man and musk. It filled her mouth as she licked all around the fat head and down the length of his shaft, and he moved her head and his dick around to his satisfaction. There was something hypnotic about it, and the sounds of the crowd merged into a constant buzz that filled her ears but didn’t make any sense. She preferred it that way.

“Good.” The man’s voice stood out from the blended voices. “Now suck it.”

The tip pushed into her mouth, and Bella flicked her tongue over it, finding the pee-hole and toying with it. The man grunted his approval, one hand reaching down to begin casually fondling her breast. His hand was big and warm and surprisingly gentle as he squeezed and kneaded the soft flesh. The nipple began to harden as he rubbed his thumb over it, and Bella found herself rhythmically sucking and moving her mouth up and down his shaft without any force from him.

She paused in her movement—shouldn’t she at least put up some kind of token resistance? Rather than so easily participating in the rape of her own mouth?

Displeased with the cessation of her movements, the man pinched her nipple hard, and Bella squeaked. She began sucking again, pulling his cock deep into her mouth.

To her horror, the flash of pain that went through her at his pinch was tinged with more than a bit of pleasure. Her pussy clenched, and she wanted to cry when she realized she was becoming wet again. What was wrong with her? The gentle manipulation of her nipple now that she was sucking his dick again made her shudder.

Bella tried to focus on her cock-sucking, to distract herself from the responses of her body. It was surprisingly easy to forget that her gag reflex was gone, and difficult to make herself slide her lips all the way down his cock to the base. When she did that, his hips jerked, and he groaned his approval, his hand becoming slightly rougher on her breast with the increase of his enjoyment.

Her throat spasmed, protesting because it was sore from the first soldier’s abuse, and Bella let her head pull back while she took a deep breath through her nose. The man pressed down on her head, taking more control as he forced her fully back down on his cock. The pinching, tugging of his fingers on her nipple made her shudder as wetness began to trickle from her pussy, his thrusts into her mouth slow and steady.

For the most part, he seemed content to allow her to set her own pace, as long as she didn’t take too long. Bella began to move faster, working her tongue over the underside of his length. She just wanted this to be over with, and the only way that was going to happen was if she made him come. If she continued to be slow, reluctant, it would only extend the proceedings.

Ignoring the people watching, ignoring how she must look as she began to bob her head up and down his shaft, sucking hard, Bella focused on getting him to come.

The man began thrusting back even more, still squeezing her breast as the head of his cock battered the back of her throat. It hurt, especially after the first man had been so rough with her, but she could tell from his groans he was close to coming, and she forced herself to keep sucking hard through it. The slurping wet sound filled her ears over the hum of the crowd and his encouraging groans.

Her stomach began to churn, as if her body sensed his oncoming orgasm, and then he grunted and released her breast to grasp the back of her head. He shouted his pleasure and continued thrusting as his cock began to pulse. Bella did gag now, when the bittersweet jets of cum coated her tongue and the back of her throat as he fucked her mouth through his orgasm. Unlike the first soldier, he seemed to have no inclination to bury himself completely while he came, and her mouth filled with salty fluid as she struggled to swallow.

Little drops leaked out past her lips and dribbled down her chin as he continued to forcefully thrust and batter her mouth and throat. Nausea rose as her stomach wanted to reject the fluid, but she had to swallow what she could or else she wouldn’t be able to breathe.

The man now pulled her face against his stomach, burying her nose in his pubic hair as he sent the last spurts jetting straight down her throat. His cock began to soften and shrink, but it meant she was forced to swallow every drop of his cum still in her mouth. Very little found its way down her chin.

Bella wasn’t sure she would be able to eat now. Her stomach felt strange and sloshy with the two hot loads she’d swallowed. It made her want to go to the bathroom and throw up—not eat dinner.

The man pulled away, and she wiped her chin and swollen lips with the back of her hand, panting for breath and wishing she had something that would wipe the taste of him from her mouth.

“Well, Toy? Are you going to take Pet’s place?” Out of the corner of her eye, Bella saw Alex stand and move toward the third man without saying anything. He clenched his fists at his sides, and his face held a look of absolute determination.

She wanted to tell him no; she wanted to tell him not to save her at his own expense… but she couldn’t get the air into her lungs. Tears stung her eyes and slid down her cheeks as Alex knelt in front of the third man, shameful relief washing through her that she was done.

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It had been years since Alex had done this. The man in front of him didn’t seem to care whose mouth he was putting his cock into; his facial expression hadn’t changed at all as he went from watching Bella to thrusting his cock into Alex’s mouth. The man had obviously been excited by the show and was eager for his own turn.

Alex knelt in front of him and kept his fists clenched at his sides as he opened his lips, and the man shoved his cock into his mouth. The warm, salty, fleshy taste brought back memories of his days of experimentation when he’d discovered he had a decided preference for women. The hot, hard rod dragged over his tongue.

He didn’t resist, but he didn’t participate, either. Although it was instinct to explore with his tongue, to taste, to do what he’d done in the past, Alex forced his tongue to remain still and he didn’t suck or do anything to help.

Not that the man cared.

As he began to fuck Alex’s mouth, Alex heard the Wolf ordering Bella to crawl to him. His fists clenched even tighter. The Wolf had better not have her do anything more. She’d looked pathetically exhausted, her eyes reddened from tears, lips swollen, and every inch of her body weary and defeated. Alex hadn’t saved her just to allow the Wolf to abuse her more.

To his relief and shame, all the Wolf seemed to require was that she watch Alex take her place. He really wished she wouldn’t. The Wolf had her sitting beside him, her head leaning against his leg so he could stroke her hair as if she truly were a pet. So she had to watch. But that was better than some of the alternatives.

Alex closed his eyes and tried to forget where he was. The man fucking his mouth didn’t require any effort from him. When the head of the man’s cock hit the back of Alex’s throat, he had a moment of panic… but he didn’t gag at all. Neither had Bella, but Alex had thought it might be a natural talent of hers—and had been even more aroused by the idea. Seeing her having to service the other men and the misery on her face had fortunately kept him from becoming fully erect.

Now he was completely soft as the man in front of him began forcing his cock down Alex’s throat. Alex had never been able to deep-throat. The gel Nurse Roche had made him swallow must have had something to do with it. It was the only thing he could think of.

While it was a relief he wouldn’t throw up in front of everyone, Alex hated the feeling of the man’s cock blocking his airway, the sensation of being so fully invaded. It seemed to go on forever: the man fucking him like his mouth was just a convenient hole to use, his throat beginning to burn as thick meat shoved into it again and again.

He was glad he’d kept Bella from having to do this. He’d managed to intervene in time, this time.

The man shoved deep, catching Alex off guard, and he sputtered as cum filled his throat. The sudden lack of air surprised him, and he tried to pull away. The sickly-sweet taste of semen filled his mouth as a spurt erupted directly over his tongue, and then the cock was out, and jets of cum spattered across his face.

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