Page 9 of His Toy

Nooooooooooooooooo…

Alex’s protest was lost behind his gag as the Wolf began to rock on the spot, rubbing his cock over that sensitive portion of Alex’s interior over and over again. All the blood in his body seemed to start rushing into his dick, which was all too happy to grow thicker and longer in the warm confines of Bella’s body. Alex grunted and strained; there was nothing he could do with the Wolf’s men pressing him down on either side. Beneath him, Bella squirmed and gasped, her movements only adding to the pleasure that began to mix with the burning discomfort of his nerves.

Jordan paid them no attention and ran his hands down Trish’s sides as he continued to fuck her. If Alex hadn’t been able to see her tear-stained face, it would have looked like a regular couple having sex. With her, as well, he could see the same struggle not to enjoy what was happening.

The Wolf and his men were masters at coaxing a response from even the most reluctant of their victims. There was nothing Alex could do. He’d always been strong but, right now, he was overpowered and outnumbered.

When he gave up and told himself it was only for the moment, Alex’s body relaxed.

“Good Toy… let me into that tight ass.”

The Wolf retreated and plunged in, deeper than ever, and his cock slid, burning… burning… until his hips pressed against the curve of Alex’s ass. They were now linked together, the Wolf filling Alex as Alex filled Bella.

The Wolf wrapped his fingers in a bruising grip around Alex’s hips and began to move.

Each time he pulled away, he dragged Alex partially with him, which meant each time he plunged forward, the momentum and weight of his body caused Alex to sink back into Bella. It was as if he fucked both of them at once, Alex’s cock a mere extension of the Wolf’s depraved machinations.

It was awful.

It was wonderful.

Alex had never experienced the like before. His insides burned as the Wolf stretched him, over and over again, but his cock was in the wet haven of Bella’s pussy. Every drag of the Wolf’s cock across Alex’s prostate made his dick jerk as his asshole tightened in response. Somehow the burn, the discomfort, the strange feeling of fullness began to intermingle with the more pleasant sensations of Bella’s soft body beneath his and her rippling pussy clenching around him.

The pain and pleasure were shocking in their intensity. Alex felt like he was having an out-of-body experience: half of him brutally used by an infamous criminal, the other half in heaven as he wallowed in Bella’s softness. It seemed so wrong to take any pleasure in the experience at all, but he couldn’t help it. The tight wetness of her sheath was killing him by inches, even if his movements weren’t under his control this time.

The Wolf’s thrusts came harder and faster as Alex’s tight tunnel submitted and adjusted to the rough intrusion. Bella’s hips moved and met his thrusts, and her eyes were closed—turned away from Jordan and Trish, turned away fromhim. He couldn’t help but wonder where she had gone in her mind, but Alex was glad this wasn’t entirely awful for her. The soft little ‘ohs’ that dropped from her lips made the blood pump through his veins even harder.

He could almost lose himself in the hazy burn of pleasure like Bella had—God knew he wanted to—but he resisted because that was the only thing he had left. The only thing he could control. Not that it made a difference to his body: he could feel his orgasm approaching as the Wolf pounded into his ass and forced him to enjoy Bella’s sloppy pussy for the second time.

It was wrong, and he fought it. Uselessly. The rubbing head of the Wolf’s cock found his prostate with every prod, Bella’s body moving under his, her soft moans of pleasure—it was all too much.

Alex shouted behind his gag in despair and ecstasy as he began to orgasm. Beneath him, Bella arched and her pussy rubbed against his body as she tightened around him in sympathetic rapture.

Behind him, the Wolf kept pumping and forcing his body to keep moving and thrusting into Bella, even as his cock began to spew cum into her pussy for the second time in less than an hour. The stimulating friction against his cock was too much to bear, and he cried out behind the gag as it became painful for his shaft to continue fucking her.

When the Wolf groaned and shoved deep, filling him completely, it was a relief. Alex slumped over Bella’s body, and she shuddered beneath him in the final throes of her own orgasm. Spurts of cum pressed pass the tight ring of his sphincter and shot deep into his body. It was utterly degrading.

Alex had never felt so useless, so helpless in his entire life. This wasn’t him.

Was it?

* * *

The Wolf sighed with satisfaction as he pulled away, and Bella opened her eyes when she realized that it was over.

To her left, Trish’s eyes were closed, but the flush on her cheeks and Jordan’s triumphant shout as he slammed hard into her made it clear he’d manipulated her body in the same way the Wolf had Bella’s and Alex’s. More tears trickled from underneath Trish’s eyelashes, and when she opened her eyes, Bella could see her own shame mirrored back at her.

Bella felt awful. Sick. How could she have orgasmed—not once, but twice! And the second time, while Alex was being forcibly fucked, as well. Yet the tingling state of her pussy, the hypersensitivity of those soft folds against Alex’s body, made it impossible for Bella to lie to herself.

The men who had been holding Alex down pulled him upright and supported him as he stumbled back. Her legs fell down from the crook of his arms, and she moaned with relief as her body unfolded. Her thighs landed well apart, so as not to put any pressure on her sore pussy lips, which were decidedly battered, by now.

The Wolf’s gaze swept over Bella and Alex, his eyes taking in the cum seeping from Bella’s red, swollen pussy, the sticky juices covering Alex’s crotch, and he smiled. The way he looked at them… It was almost triumphant.

“Very good. You both have pleased me.” Relief and hope swept through her at the Wolf’s words, but he firmly crushed them with his next. “I look forward to doing… so much more with both of you. But for now, I have work to do. Dr. Margolis, Nurse Roche, come and take care of my Pet and Toy.” He turned toward Jordan and raised one dark eyebrow. “I assume you’d like to go through the procedures for your blonde yourself?”

“Yes, Sir.”

Bella looked over at Trish, who looked frightened but resigned. Her nipples were still hard and dark pink from the pinching abuse Jordan had put them through, and the blonde thatch of hair between her legs was matted with their combined juices. Jordan’s proprietary arm about her said he’d rather not have anyone else touching Trish at all.

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