Page 31 of His Toy

The beast in her mouth began to move faster, harder, and Bella got less and less air. She began to panic, but there was nothing she could do. She started to feel dizzy and disoriented. As she gasped and struggled to breathe, the strangest sense of euphoria began to well up inside her, on a straight line from her head to her pussy.

No… No, this couldn’t be happening. Not like this.

The oxygen depletion made her body hum and buzz even more; the man hammering into her pussy made her shudder and clench. The edges of her vision started to look black just as the man in front of her gave a shout and shoved his cock all the way, burying her nose in his pubic hair. Her throat spasmed around his cock, milking it, and Bella struggled to swallow the copious amount of cum that flowed straight down into her belly.

Behind her, the other man reared back, his hands on her hips again, and fucked her for all he was worth. Her body tightened, inevitable, even as she internally wailed in protest.

The orgasm was like a shockwave, sending fireworks ricocheting through her body. In the blackness that grew on her vision, Bella saw bright white sparks of ecstasy. Writhing, shuddering, her entire body was consumed by the rapture, caught in a place where pain and pleasure became one, and she was lost in the burning euphoria.

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The Wolf gripped Alex’s hair as they watched his men raping Bella; the front of his pants bulged with his cock. For once, Alex managed to keep his own erection down, even when Bella started to respond to the brutal fucking. He could tell she was coming, but he could also tell from the glassy look in her eyes that wherever her head was, it wasn’t here and now. She looked barely cognizant of what went on around her.

Alex was too distracted by the food people were eating to be turned on. The smells and sights of people eating were enough to make him a little crazed. Would he be willing to suck the Wolf’s cock already if it weren’t for those soldiers tweaking his pride?

As if reading his thoughts, the Wolf looked down and aggressively pulled Alex’s hair back so he was forced to look up and meet the man’s gaze.

“Well, Toy? Are you ready to eat yet?”

“Fuck off.” Alex repeated his words from before, but even he could hear how they didn’t have the same impact. The same determination.

The Wolf chuckled, not at all perturbed. “You’ll be sucking my cock soon enough, Toy. I can wait.”

His green eyes glittered with anticipation. Alex wanted to jerk his head away, to look somewhere else, to deny the Wolf’s words, but the man was right. The Wolf held Alex’s gaze for one more long second and then released his head, allowing it to fall forward. Alex panted, feeling strangely violated by that intense gaze.

He looked up and was swamped by shame for feeling that way. Two soldiers were undoing Bella’s restraints, and she was hung limply, shuddering all over as she gasped for air. Cum dripped down her inner thighs, and she looked completely wrung out.

The two soldiers who had used her left Bella hanging there, and the expressions of the men freeing her said that they would rather have taken the previous soldiers’ places than let her go. Alex burned with anger, all too aware of how weak he was.

Tomorrow, he would give in to the Wolf. Not because he couldn’t bear to be hungry, but because he needed his strength if they were ever going to escape. His pride would take the hit, but if that’s what he had to do in order to stay fit and healthy enough to be able to help Bella, then that’s what he would do.

11

“Did you enjoy your afternoon entertainment?” the Wolf asked Bella as he fed another tidbit into her mouth.

Unlike the previous meal, he had her sitting next to him, in a chair. Alex was on his other side, kneeling on the floor and staring at the ground. It made Bella supremely uncomfortable, although she figured it was supposed to make a clear distinction between the two of them: the one who had earned a meal and the one who hadn’t. Not that she’d really had a choice this evening.

But she’d shown herself willing to do what she had to in order to eat, earlier in the day, hadn’t she?

She wasn’t allowed to feed herself though. The Wolf fed her and seemed to get some kind of pleasure from it. His eyes were practically glowing green as he watched her take the food from his hand. Bella was just grateful for the food and that he hadn’t demanded anything further after his two soldiers had finished taking their ‘reward’ by using her body.

“You mean the news program?” she asked. “It was… informative.”

“Was it?” There was something in his voice, as if he were amused by her answer or… or… she didn’t know what. “Did you enjoy seeing your boyfriend?”

“He’s not my boyfriend,” she answered automatically and then opened her mouth like a baby bird as he brought another piece of meat to her lips. She shifted uncomfortably under his gaze, all too aware of the plug in her ass when it rubbed against the seat. In certain positions she could almost forget it was there, but in others it was almost painfully noticeable. “I don’t care what he says.”

The Wolf laughed as if truly amused by her answer. Bella locked eyes with Alex and hated that she couldn’t get him some food. He still stared at the ground, unwilling to look at her or the table. She couldn’t blame him. But she hated that she was eating, and he wasn’t.

“May I ask a question?” Bella was hesitant, unsure whether the Wolf’s high spirits would extend to that. But he did seem to be indulgent of her at the moment, and there was something she was desperate to know.

“Of course, Pet.” The Wolf reached out to stroke her hair. He curled a strand around his finger, a strangely intimate gesture that made her shiver. Right now, the Wolf really was treating her like a pampered pet and not like a fellow human being—something she would do well to remember. “You may ask.”

But he might not answer. “What about Abby?” she asked, her voice low.

People could hear the conversation on the dais throughout the main room if they felt like it, of course, but everyone was so loud she doubted any of them were paying attention.

“Slave? What about her?”

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