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Bella approached the Wolf, who was sitting at his table. He didn’t look at her; he just snapped his fingers and pointed at a spot on the floor next to his chair. There was already a cushion sitting there, waiting for her. Bella kept her head down, not wanting to look at anyone, and knelt on top of it.

As if she were an actual Pet, the Wolf reached out and began to stroke her hair while he talked with the man who sat to his left. Bella tried not to let herself feel as though the motions were in any way soothing. Though he treated her almost gently at times, he could be incredibly brutal, as well. Not just in his own actions, but because he could pass her off to anyone at any time.

The thought made her shiver. More than one man and woman who came up to speak with the Wolf gave Bella a lascivious look as he pet her and fed her from his plate. She stayed quiet and tried to fade into the background, where most people seemed to relegate her.

Being silent had its own rewards. She heard several of the men talking about the money they’d either won or lost betting on when Alex would give in and suck the Wolf’s cock. Several of them seemed impressed Alex had held out as long as he had; others were more derogatory, though even they were surprised at his continued resistance. The latter were the ones who sneered at her, as if her own meek behavior was nothing less than they expected. The Wolf spoke with Jordan and some of his other soldiers about a warehouse they were watching.

And, most importantly, she learned the main entrance to the compound was on the northeast side. Surely, that knowledge could help her and Alex.

Just after that, the Wolf pulled her by her hair over his lap so her bottom was turned up as if asking for a spanking, and her head, arms, and legs hung down toward the floor. Bella shivered as he stroked her bottom. How much of her body was on display, even from behind his desk? Surely, everyone who came up to speak with him could see what he was doing, but none of them said a word.

“Oh!” she cried out as a slick finger prodded her asshole. She was pretty sure it was the Wolf’s. It dipped into her virgin ass, stretching the little hole and making her tense all over.

Never knowing what the Wolf would do was the worst part, and Bella dreaded when he would finally take her anal virginity. But sometimes—like right now—she almost wished he would do it and get it over with and stop tormenting her. The first finger was joined by a second that stretched the small orifice and made her whimper again.

His voice droned on as he talked to someone who stood on the other side of the desk, but Bella had trouble concentrating on his words when she was so worried about what he might do to her body next. Alex wasn’t here to lend his support, and she was surprised at how frightening it was to be without him. He couldn’t do anything to help her, but just having him there had bolstered her. Now they’d been separated for the first time since she’d been sent to the doctor and he’d been taken to Nurse Roche.

Not that the Wolf seemed interested in letting someone else have her for the moment. His erection began to grow, and the front of his pants bulged against her side as his fingers pumped in and out of her ass. It almost felt good now that the burning discomfort of the initial stretch had passed. When he removed his fingers and pushed a plug into her, Bella couldn’t stop herself from squirming and moaning.

The plug wasn’t huge, but her sphincter protested as it was forced open for the widest part. Bella panted a bit, her pussy spasming, and she moaned a little as she realized she was getting wet. She moaned loudly as the plug began to vibrate.

The Wolf moved her, bending her over his desk so she faced the rest of the room with her bottom and pussy right next to him. She closed her eyes against the grins on the faces of his soldiers and turned her head away from both them and the Wolf. Unfortunately, with her eyes closed, the pleasurable sensations from the vibrating plug seemed to increase.

Bella clenched her jaw and shuddered as the Wolf stroked her pussy, teased the sensitive folds, and tapped on the base of the plug. His hand moved away and left her standing there, bent over and aching. The plug hummed away inside her and kept her aroused, even when he wasn’t touching her.

Over and over, he repeated the sequence, stroking her pussy until Bella thought she might scream from the need to come, and then removing his hand and continuing to work while she remained in place. Any time she began to move or squirm too much, his hand would come down hard on her ass to leave her gasping and clenching as the pain and pleasure mingled inside her.

It felt like she lay there for hours trying to listen to his conversations but she mostly had to concentrate on keeping her body from going absolutely wild. The desk was hard under her nipples, hard against the front of her groin, and she was ashamed and excited the entire time. The Wolf kept her excited with his infrequent attention to her pussy and the relentless vibrations of the plug in her ass—which made her ashamed every time she started to come down from the arousal. But then he would touch her again, and her body would ramp right back up.

It was a torturous cycle, and Bella had begun to consider pleading with the Wolf to let her come when she saw Dr. Margolius headed up toward the dais, a gleeful smile on his face. She jerked back, which earned her two swift and painful slaps on her bottom. The doctor looked even more pleased. He could probably see the fear on her face; something he obviously enjoyed.

Bella tried to blank her expression but she couldn’t stop herself from shivering as he neared.

“Do you have it?”

“Yes, Sir,” Dr. Margolius said, his voice respectful. Bella watched him with all the wariness of prey in the presence of a predator.

“Good. Come administer the dose.”

The Doctor gave her another gleeful look as he came around the desk. Bella whimpered and she might have bolted, but the Wolf’s fingers plunged into her pussy to keep her trapped in place. His fingers were rough as they probed her insides, distracting her.

She couldn’t turn to see behind her, but she felt the Doctor’s hand on her lower back and then a sharp pinch on her butt-cheek made her squeal. He pulled away, syringe in hand and a satisfied smile on his face.

“All done. It should only take a few minutes to take effect.”

“Good. Marcus, Bruno—take Pet back to the room.” The Wolf thrust his fingers in her pussy one last time, making her squirm and gasp, and then pulled them out completely. “Dr. Margolius, thank you. You may return to your office.”

With a wistful look at Bella, the doctor retreated. She wasn’t sorry to see the back of him, but she couldn’t enjoy it because she was too upset. What the hell had they just put in her?

* * *

Alex paced back and forth around the room and counted his steps. Twenty-six along the side with the door and the side opposite, thirty-five along the perpendicular walls. Well, if he didn’t count having to walk around the bed. He wasn’t sure how many times he’d re-traced the path at this point.

After eating all his broth, which had made his shrunken stomach stand up and take notice, they’d eventually brought him a small meal of rice, flavored with a light, creamy sauce, carrots, and bland chicken. It had tasted like heaven. Anything heavier or more strongly flavored and he probably would have thrown it all up.

Once he’d eaten, he’d napped. And then he’d awoken with a surfeit of energy and anxiety. Bella still hadn’t returned, and his imagination worked overtime as if, now that his mind had turned back on, it was overloaded. He inspected every inch of the walls, including the wall where they knew the screen was, but couldn’t find anything to help. He couldn’t even figure out how to get to the screen, which was frustrating in the extreme.

When the door finally opened, he spun around, both relieved and anxious.

Bella stumbled in, partially held up on either side by the two soldiers escorting her and let out a little moan.

“What did you do to her?” Alex snapped out, jumping forward. He tensed, torn between trying to grab one of the soldiers by their neck or helping Bella. They let her go, and he reached out and caught her. She clung to him, her smooth skin pressing against his, and he ignored his body’s instinctive reaction to the warm, feminine press of her curves.

One of the soldiers snickered. “She’s just fine. You’ll see.”

The men smirked at him and left the room. Bella was trembling. Alex pulled her toward the bed, and his worry mounted as she moaned and whimpered with every step. He thought he heard her murmur his name.

“Bella? Bella, are you okay?” He was almost frantic as he sat her down on the bed. Her head tilted back, and she looked up at him. Her face was flushed, her eyes wild-looking and her pupils dilated. Her lips parted as she looked back up at him. “Bella, talk to me.”

She reached up, grabbed him by the neck, and dragged his lips down to hers.

The movement caught him so off guard that she easily pulled him down on top of her. Alex bent over Bella, her legs spread to accommodate him, and his cock nestled against the soft flesh of her pussy as she sucked his tongue into her mouth. For a moment, he lost himself in that erotic kiss and the feel of her body beneath him as she arched, but then he planted his hands on the bed and pushed himself up as much as he could. With Bella’s hands locked around the back of his neck, it wasn’t far.

“Bella—what?—”

“Fuck me, Alex, pleeeeeeease.” Bella moaned as she writhed beneath him and rubbed her wet folds against the length of his cock, which was completely hard now. “Oh god… I’m sorry. They gave me something. I’m on fire, please, Alex, please, please fuck me.”

Alex cursed. He could tell Bella was out of control, unable to stop herself as she writhed underneath him. His body had already responded—his cock was so hard it ached, and the underside of it was covered in her juices. Whatever they had given her was making her pussy cream like mad.

“It hurts, Alex please, I need you inside me… please… oh god, just fuck me pleeease, it hurts, it huuuuuuuuuuurts.”

She surged up underneath him, her pussy rubbing along the length of his cock, and that was enough to spur her orgasm. Bella cried out as she rocked against his body. Her erotic, sensual movements created all sorts of havoc for Alex as she came against him, moaning with pleasure. His muscles strained as he forced himself to hold still, to not draw his hips back and plunge into her wet haven.

Whatever they’d given her had made her act like this. If Alex fucked her, it would be rape as surely as it had been when she’d been forced to ‘choose’ him on their first day here. She wasn’t in her right mind.

“Ohh… fuck…” Bella breathed out, shuddering beneath him. Her body went limp, and Alex looked down at her, searching her face.

“Bella? Are you okay?”

She blinked, the wild look in her eyes clearing a little. “Oh my god, Alex, I’m so sorry.”

“What did they give you?”

“I don’t know.” She whimpered a little and looked frightened. “The doctor had something in a needle, and, once he’d given it to me, the Wolf sent me back here. I started feeling all hot and tingly, and then it was like this awful itch that I couldn’t stop, and by the time we got back here it hurt. It was starting to hurt so bad, and then I came and…” Her breathing had picked up as she’d talked until she was almost panting, and now her eyes widened and she looked up at him, horrified. “Oh no… I think it’s starting again. I can feel it.”

“Shit.”

She began to tremble and shiver beneath him as her pupils began to dilate again.

“Bella, you have to fight it. You have to fight it.”

“Oh my god, shut up .” Her nails dug into his arms as she arched beneath him, rubbing her pussy over his already wet cock. “You have no idea what this is like… no idea…” Panting, Bella writhed and shuddered. “Alex please… you have to fuck me. It hurts. It actually hurts . I need you inside me.”

“You don’t know that will help.” Alex shook his head, barely managing to keep control over himself. His balls were tight and hot, the ring around his cock made his pulse pound through his body, and his entire lower body screamed to just do what she said.

“I do, I do,” she insisted, rubbing her breasts against his chest as she tried to lift her upper body and her lips aimed for his. “Alex, please… why are you torturing me?” Her voice was plaintive as her hips rotated and rubbed her pussy lips against him, Alex was torn.

She shuddered again, rocking her lower body against him, begging him to fuck her as though it were a mantra she couldn’t stop saying. Alex shook his head, but the pain began to grow on her face, and the anguish in her voice rose. His resolve weakened. Alex pressed her wrists firmly into the bed on either side of her face and shook his head again.

Bella wrapped her legs around his hips and managed to lift her body in such a way that his cock twisted painfully. He jerked back, giving her just enough room to line the head of his cock up with her pussy. They both gasped as he entered her, the wet heat of her pussy engulfing him. Alex groaned, and his body surged forward to fill her before he could stop to think or resist.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Bella chanted, rolling her hips as her pussy clamped down on him and squeezed.

Alex groaned. Her pussy felt like a hot vise massaging the length of his cock, trying to suck him further into her body. She was so wet her juices smeared across his entire groin. The plug in her ass made her incredibly tight, and the wide bulge of it rubbed against his cock. When he tried to pull out, her legs tightened around him and drew him back in with a reluctant thrust.

“Dammit, Bella,” he grated, trying to pull himself out again.

“Alex, please…. fuck… I need this. Just fuck me.” Tears leaked out of her eyes, but there was relief in her voice. Relief, just from having his cock in her.

With another groan, Alex gave up the fight and gave into what his body demanded.

* * *

Bella cried out as Alex began to thrust hard and fast into her hot pussy. It was as if she was burning up from her cunt, outwards. The stretch of her tunnel around his cock felt wonderful and eased some of the needy pain that had built up inside her. She was still burning up but in a different way that didn’t cause her pain. His mouth came down hard on hers, demanding, and she kissed him back with every ounce of her need.

It was rough, wild. He let go of her wrists to grab onto her legs and spread them wider so he could pound into her, hard. Bella moaned uncontrollably into his mouth and reached up to wrap her arms around his neck to leverage her hips up to meet his rough thrusts.

She felt like she was splintering apart. Her nipples were swollen, throbbing, and felt like tiny explosives on her chest that went off every time his chest rubbed against hers. The plug in her ass made her feel ridiculously full, and the inner walls of her pussy were more sensitive than ever.

Bella keened and shuddered beneath him as her orgasm exploded, so much better now that he was inside her and she wasn’t just rubbing against him. Alex groaned, and his hips continued to piston as he fucked her through the waves of pleasure. She clawed at his shoulders and felt utterly, wonderfully fulfilled as he moved inside her.

It did more than scratch an itch: it was satisfied an aching need. The need had been artificially created, but that thought seemed distant and unimportant. All that was important right now was Alex’s hard body, his demanding kiss, and the way his cock massaged the walls of her pussy as he fucked her hard into the bed.

Bella screamed as pleasure ripped through her again. She arched and thrashed, and her thighs tightened around Alex’s body, trying to get him even deeper into her. It felt amazing. He felt amazing. She immersed herself in the pleasure and the heat and the need.

* * *

Bella’s body throbbed around him again, and, this time, Alex went off like a rocket. The cock ring had made it harder for him to come, or he probably would have gone off the second he’d pushed into Bella’s pussy. When he did finally come, it was incredibly intense. He could feel the jets of liquid streaming out of him, taking his energy, all his pent-up anxiety and tension, along with it.

He groaned and lay himself out over her body, his knees too weak to hold him in the standing position anymore. She shuddered and clenched beneath him, milking his cock, her fingers massaging little circles on the back of his shoulders.

“Fuck,” he said hoarsely. Her crazed passion had been exciting… but…

Her hips rolled again, and she shivered; fine tremors went through her body.

“Again,” she whispered, her voice husky.

“I can’t.”

Alex rolled away and crawled fully onto the bed. His cock was wet with their combined juices, and he needed a few minutes to catch his breath. Bella followed him, her eyes practically glowing as she knelt beside his hips and lowered her mouth to lick at his groin. Her hand was already between her legs, stroking her juicy pussy.

“ Fuck !”

The rasp of her tongue against his sensitive cock was painfully pleasurable. Bella moaned as she rubbed herself, her hand working between her legs, searching for more pleasure. Alex grabbed a chunk of her hair and pulled her off his dick. She looked at him with glazed, needy eyes, her lips shiny with their juices.

“Bella, you have to stop.” He phrased it as an order, but he could hear the pleading in his voice.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” She gasped, but her hand was still moving. “I can’t, Alex… it huuuurts.”

The anguish in her voice broke his heart because he wouldn’t be able to resist. Not now that he’d heard the relief sex had given her; not knowing he could erase the pained note. Alex groaned and released her hair, and Bella bent over him and cleaned his groin of cum and cream while she played with herself.

She sucked his cleaned cock eagerly into her mouth, her tongue laving over its surface as she became more visibly excited. Alex groaned and held his hands gently on her head, stroking her hair and trying not to enjoy himself too much—a nearly impossible task.

There was no one here watching them. No one judging them. It was just him and Bella.

Him, Bella, a cock ring, an electric collar, and drugs running through her system. It was almost too easy to forget. As she shifted, he could see the butt plug in her virgin asshole, another reminder that he was a jerk if he forgot what was really going on here.

But her mouth was eager and hot and sweet, and she sucked him deeply, as if she couldn’t get enough of his cock between her lips. Every bob of her head sent him pressing into her throat, and her muscles squeezed the tip of his dick as her tongue danced along the underside. It was the best fucking blowjob of his life, and it made him feel like shit.

Her soft hair curled around his fingers as his hips thrust upward, going deeper, and she sucked hard again. Then she pulled away and began to climb on top of him. Her pussy lips were dark pink, her swollen clit peeking out from between the folds, and she was wet and hot as she sank down onto his cock.

Alex gripped her hips and gritted his teeth, determined to give her what she needed while he still tried his best not to enjoy it. Bella sat straight up, taking him deeply and completely into her body, so wet with their combined juices and the saliva on his cock it only took one thrust to bury him inside her. They both moaned as her muscles gripped him, and the look of relief on her face did a lot to mediate the feelings of guilt that crept inside him.

Bella cupped her breasts and squeezed them hard, rolling her nipples between her fingers as she began to bounce on his cock. She looked like a sex goddess using him for her pleasure—which was exactly what was happening, except it wasn’t her choice. But he chose to give freely because he couldn’t bear the alternative.

Since he’d already come once, with the help of the cock ring he managed to keep from coming again as she rode him through orgasm after orgasm after orgasm….

* * *

The sound of the door opening and men laughing woke Bella. She’d been curled up on the bed next to Alex; her entire body felt like it had been pushed through a wringer. Just moving her legs made her whimper; her pussy was swollen and sticky and beyond sore.

Alex stirred next to her, one heavy arm reaching around her body and pulling her closer to him as he looked up to see who was coming into the room. Bella stifled a moan as her muscles protested even that small movement.

She remembered everything that had happened, but it was like remembering a movie. Like her memories had happened to someone else, with only the physical state of her body proving it had been her. She’d ridden Alex to orgasm after orgasm until he’d finally flipped her onto her back and fucked her with long slow strokes that had her constantly coming… and then she couldn’t remember. Maybe she’d just passed out, finally.

“Come on lovebirds, wake up,” one of the soldiers said.

They were taken to a bathing room where one of the soldiers bent Bella over and removed the plug before fingering her sore pussy, his fingers coated with the healing cream that had helped her so much before. She couldn’t help but moan with relief as her abused lips and insides were coated, soothing the flaming ache. Alex got the same treatment on his cock, which also looked like it had been abused. By her.

Afterward, they were given a shower and allowed to do their business before being taken to the main room. Bella still had to take small, mincing steps, despite the effects of the cream, and did her best to keep her thighs from brushing the lips of her pussy. Alex kept his arm wrapped around her waist, allowing her to lean on him, which she was eternally grateful for even though she couldn’t look him in the face. Remembering the way she’d acted—despite being drugged—made her feel incredibly ashamed, as though she should have had more control.

The main room was filled with people, most of them already eating their dinner. Bella’s stomach growled, and she felt her heart sink at the idea of having to earn her food now. She was starving and sore and not feeling entirely sane. Punching someone right now would feel really, really good, even if it did get her a punishment.

As soon as she had the thought, Bella was torn because she really couldn’t take any kind of punishment in her current condition.

The Wolf looked up from his meal to see them approaching and he smiled, warmly, like a host greeting his guests. It was strangely unnerving.

“Ah… good. You’re here. Now we can begin the show.”

Dread was like a lead ball in her stomach and the back of her throat, but, to her surprise, the soldiers sat her and Alex at the front of the dais and handed them each a plate of food. Uneasiness skittered across her senses. More of the Wolf’s unpredictable behavior. She’d already learned today she couldn’t anticipate what he might do.

A huge screen on the other side of the room lit up, and Bella gasped as she recognized the bedroom with Alex in it, just as she entered on the arms of the soldiers. She moaned low in her throat, the food in her mouth suddenly dry and tasteless.

They’d been recorded. Every movement. Every begging word.

Heads turned between her and Alex on the dais, and her and Alex on the screen, wanting to see their reactions. Bella didn’t have one. Everything felt numb as she watched Alex fuck her while she writhed beneath him. They’d been watched… and something inside her hurt as she saw what they’d done.

Something that could have been beautiful, that should have been private, was splayed across the screens for all these voyeurs. She was attracted to Alex, she was coming to depend on him. There was a connection between them and it had been made into something ugly. Something to be watched. Something ruined.

It wasn’t enough for the Wolf to just fuck them—he had to fuck with their heads, too. So, Bella did the only thing she could do.

She shut everything out.

* * *

Alex ignored the sights and sounds of the tape, even as anger boiled in his chest, to wrap his arm around Bella and turn her so she wasn’t facing the screen.

“Come on, Bella, you have to eat,” he said gently. She hadn’t taken a bite since the movie had started playing.

And he was calling himself six kinds of dumbass for not realizing—of course—the bedroom was bugged for both visual and audio. It wasn’t the kind of thing he’d ever had to think about in his life, though he’d seen things like it in movies. They were so isolated, so protected up on the Moon it hadn’t occurred to him to think they might be watched. The Wolf probably knew everything he and Bella had ever said to each other when they thought they were alone and safe. This was his way of telling them that.

As Alex fed her, he looked around the room for any hint of sympathy. Empathy. Anything he might be able to use to find an ally. He saw nothing but amusement and enjoyment at their expense.

The one bit of relief they got for the evening was that after they ate, they were dismissed. Their afternoon was still playing on the screen, with Bella on top, riding him And looking just as gorgeous as he remembered. His cock twitched a little, despite being overworked already.

The Wolf didn’t come to them that night, but it wasn’t a relief to Alex. What was the man was planning while he gave them time to recover?