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Taken by the Wolf Ch. 01

By: Goldeniangel



When the Wolf first emerged from the criminal underworld on Earth, clawing his way to the top of the heap, the wealthy families who had relocated to the Moon and the first class living installations there didn't pay much attention. Those who had dealings with Earth were used to the changing regimes of the crime families that now reigned supreme behind the politicians left on Earth. For the Moon Families, their planet of origin was no longer much of concern. It was considered a teaching tool, an entire planet sized museum of the past, but their focus was on the future and the stars. 

Then the Wolf became a household name, and Earth a testing ground, for a certain generation among the Moon families. They wanted the taste of danger, the thrill of escape... for the Wolf would occasionally select one or two of the young men and women who would visit Earth for schooling or leisure, and they would disappear. Sometimes for days, sometimes for months. Those who spent the shortest amount of time with the Wolf returned with wild stories of orgies and incredible sex, of pain and pleasure, and the adrenaline rush that could only come with the fear of death.

Perhaps not surprisingly, their peers immediately began to make trips to Earth in droves, secure in the knowledge that they most likely would not be taken... but wanting to tempt fate. Their entire lives had been safe, stale... and so far none of those taken by the Wolf had ever failed to return.

Of course, there were those who disappeared for months. When they were returned to their families they never spoke of their ordeal; the only way it was known that they had spent time with the Wolf was when they were recognized by those who had been returned after only a matter of days and were bragging about the experience. 

His following and power was such that the press was only able to obtain a few photos and little information. Most of what was known of the Wolf came through those few who had been taken or the intermediaries of Earth who dealt with the Moon in business transactions.

But the tourist trade on Earth swelled, as the wealthy denizens of the moon continued to court danger, never knowing who might be taken next.

******

Bella woke slowly, feeling groggy. The inside of her mouth tasted awful. The inside of her head felt even worse. She moaned, shifting a little bit and wondered why she was laying on something so hard and uncomfortable. 

"Bella," a familiar voice whispered urgently. "Bella, are you awake? Are you okay?"

"Alex?" Her voice came out as a hoarse croak. She forced her eyes open, blinking and squinting as the light blinded her for a moment. "Alex, what's going on?"

There was a muffled whimpering sob behind her and Bella tried to turn to see who was there, only to be pulled short by the cording around her wrist, secured to a pole. Horrified, she stared at the cording, before blinking and looking in the direction that Alex's voice had come from. 

He was sitting up, leaning against another pole that his wrists were tied to. 

What kind of sick joke was this?

Memories swirled. Bella and her boyfriend Ken had come on vacation to Earth with his best friend, Alex and Alex's girlfriend Lisa. They'd only had a few days left before going home when she and Alex had gone out to a museum that neither Ken nor Lisa were interested in. Unfortunately, neither she nor Alex had anticipated how interested Ken and Lisa were in each other. They'd come back early from the museum, feeling bad about deserting their partners, to find that Ken and Lisa hadn't missed them at all. 

Bella had been horrified, Alex had been angry, they'd both packed up their stuff immediately, ignoring the pleas from Ken and Lisa, and gotten in a taxi. She'd been so glad that Alex had been there; Bella knew she was a bit of a pushover and if it hadn't been for Alex's righteous anger she wasn't sure that she would have been able to resist Ken's manipulations and explanations. Not to mention that her family had been incredibly approving of their relationship; Ken's father was very influential when it came to assigning space in the housing installations. It had been Alex who had helped her to realize that she had every right to break up with Ken, that it wasn't her fault he'd cheated on her, and that she needed to get away. Now.

But what the hell had happened after they'd gotten in the taxi? She remembered crying on Alex's shoulder and then... nothing.

"I'm sorry, Bella, I'm so, so sorry," Alex said miserably. 

"What's going on?" she asked again, her voice becoming a bit shrill.

"Shhh," he said, doing his best to be soothing, although it was obvious from the tension in his body that he was suppressing his own amount of panic. "Stay quiet." There was enough of a forceful demand in his voice that she pushed down the scream that wanted to bubble up out of her throat. 

Another whimper behind her had her scooting toward the pole so that she could sit up the way Alex was and look around. A fragile looking young woman was also tied to a nearby pole. She had practically wrapped herself around it in fact. With her big crystal blue eyes, white-blonde hair, and slight figure, she looked like a captured pixie. She looked incredibly young, but she was so slight that she could have been quite a bit older than her looks indicated. 

"What's going on?" Bella asked again, unable to completely keep the panic out of her whisper.

"I'm so sorry," Alex repeated, looking even more miserable. "We should have never come to Earth... never gotten into that taxi..."

Slowly the hazy memories coalesced. She remembered Alex asking the driver why he was descending into the city when they should have been ascending to head to the space port... the sickly sweet smell that had filled her nose and mouth and Alex shouting...

"Oh my god..."

"Bella, it's okay, be calm."

"Calm? Be calm? How can you say that?" Her voice rose to a shriek, which was cut off when metal scraped against concrete. Immediately all three of them turned towards the sound and Bella's breath strangled in her throat. 

The biggest and most dangerous looking man she'd ever seen in her life filled the doorway. The room they were in suddenly felt much smaller than it had a moment ago. His cold gaze swept over all three of them, lingering on the little blonde, who whimpered again as his lips hooked up in a cruel smile. The man had the same white-blonde hair as the young woman, although his was barely half an inch long, cut very close to his head, and his eyes were a clear grey. A vacant, sinister grey. Bella didn't blame the other woman for whimpering, she felt like doing so herself and he'd only looked at her for a moment. There was something about him, the way he held himself maybe, that screamed violence and danger. This was the kind of man that would never be approved for immigration to the moon, based on that alone. 

Dressed in dark pants with lots of pockets that bulged, a grey t-shirt and a vest that also looked to have filled pockets, the first word that went through Bella's mind was "Mercenary." 

"Good. You're all finally awake."

The cruel smile widened in anticipation and Bella finally understood why her roommates had wanted her to be quiet.

******

After roping them together and hobbling their ankles, Jordan - as he'd introduced himself - had taken her, Alex and the other young woman down the hall to a large tiled room with a drain in the middle of the floor. It had taken every ounce of Bella's willpower not to start screaming. Logically she knew that it would make no sense to wake them up and then kill them, but if that's what Jordan was going to do then this room would be the ideal place for it. 

He removed the cords that had joined them together and then had grabbed Alex's bound wrists. For a moment Alex tensed and Bella worried that he was going to try and fight. Although Alex was a couple inches over six feet, Jordan was a couple inches taller than him and had a lot more muscle - which was saying something because Alex had a really fantastic body. But his muscles were that of the body conditioning every young person was put through on the Moon, whereas Jordan's were obviously built from far less reputable activities. 

They didn't know where they were, what other guards might be around, and Alex's feet were hobbled along with his wrists. As much as Bella wanted to get out of here, she didn't think now was their chance. 

Fortunately, Alex knew that too, because he relaxed and allowed Jordan to attach his wrists to a chain that was hanging down from the ceiling. 

"Smart boy," was Jordan's only comment. 

Because she was watching, Bella could see the little tick in Alex's jaw that indicated his rage. She'd seen that same tick when Lisa had tried to tell him that she'd only fucked Ken because she thought he'd like it - after all, hadn't they joked about swinging on the trip? 

A moment later, Jordan had strung up Bella and the young blonde woman in the same manner. Glancing over, Bella could see that the young woman was even shorter than she'd realized - her head barely came up to Jordan's chest. Next to the huge man, she looked tiny and almost child-like. Bella hated the little part of her that was relieved that the giant was obviously more fascinated with the blonde than he was with her. When he'd put Bella's wrists above her head, it had been with as little fanfare as he'd done Alex's. 

While he seemed to be more gentle with the blonde, who was crying silent tears down her porcelain cheeks, he also ran his hands over her body. Which, of course, just made her cry harder. Did it make Bella a terrible person that she was relieved that Jordan didn't have any interest in touching her?

And what was wrong with her that she was wondering WHY he didn't have that interest, as long as he didn't?

Then Jordan pulled out a knife.

Now Bella couldn't stop the tears either and the young woman burst into loud bawls. Alex began to struggle against the cords, yelling at Jordan to leave 'the women' alone. 

"QUIET," Jordan shouted. They all fell silent as Jordan glared at them. "You're all perfectly safe. Understood?" Bella nodded, Alex glared, and the young woman just cried some more. Giving her a glance, Jordan ran his free hand along her cheek. "Quiet down, little one," he said, firmly. Bella stared at him in surprise, he'd almost sounded tender in a way. 

Quickly, efficiently, he cut off the young woman's clothes. She was obviously trying to valiantly stifle her sobs, but was having trouble with it considering that her body was stretched out and now exposed. Bella had been right; she was a slight little thing, her breasts maybe a B cup with pink pointed nipples like pencil erasers. Between her legs was pale blonde hair that Jordan tutted over. His hands ran over her body again - almost possessively, Bella thought, before he turned away from her and moved towards Bella.

Cold slate eyes swept over her, taking in her tears. Unlike the blonde, she didn't get any reassurance, but he also didn't run his hands over her. Just the swift motions of the knife, a sharp smack to her bottom that made her cry out when she tried to twist away when he'd grasped her panties, and then he was done and moving on. 

******

Geezus... he wasn't going to look at Bella... he wasn't going to look at Bella...

Alex snapped his eyes closed to keep from looking at Bella. It was so ridiculously wrong of him to even consider it in this situation. Sure, he'd always thought she was too good for Ken - whom he'd known was a bit of a dog even if they had been best friends - but he'd never tried to picture her naked. The fact that she was dating his best friend meant that she was off limits. Too bad his best friend hadn't felt that way about Alex's girlfriend. 

He'd known he and Lisa were having problems, and they'd talked on occasion about swinging or threesomes, but he'd always thought they were mostly joking when they did that. Having her decide to fuck his best friend behind his back was not something that he'd ever expected to have to worry about. And now he'd dragged Bella into those problems too. Dammit, why couldn't he have just gotten a different room in the hotel? Or joined Bella in hers where they could cry on each other's shoulders', rather than letting his pride get the better of him and insist on storming out and ending the vacation early?

Then they wouldn't be in this mess. 

In the back of his mind he wondered if they were being taken hostage – everyone knew that young people from the Moon would have supremely wealthy families, and it did happen every now and then – or something worse. He'd always discounted the idea that the Wolf might actually take someone like him, he usually dealt in couples traveling alone or young men or women who were in a large group but were unattached. The whole point of traveling with Ken and Bella had been to ensure a kind of safety in numbers strategy.

Jordan sliced the clothes from Alex's body with the same brutal efficiency with which he'd eradicated Bella's. Bella with her fantastic curves and those beautiful dark pink nipples, that little strip of dark hair on her mound - Dammit stop it!

He tasted bile in the back of his throat. It didn't matter how beautiful Bella was or how fantastic she looked naked, he was just as much of a dog as Ken was to even be thinking about that right now. Hell he was worse than Ken was. 

"Don't try to be a big man or you'll just get yourself and those girls hurt," Jordan murmured, his voice low enough that Alex knew it was for his ears only. 

Then he moved away again. 

All three of them were washed down with lukewarm water and soap by Jordan's indifferent hands. Well, indifferent to Alex and Bella; he lingered over Trish. Alex had managed to exchange a few words with her when he'd first woken up so he knew that she was a scholarship exchange student in her second semester of college abroad. The little whimpering cries she made as Jordan washed her had Alex yelling again, but the big man just ignored it. Bella was crying too. Alex hated himself for watching the tears dripping onto her breasts, especially when he felt a stirring in his groin as he looked at the creamy mounds with their pretty pink nipples.

Afterwards they were given mouthwash to rinse the taste of their drugged sleep out. It was strange how little things like a wash and a clean mouth could make his brain. Or maybe he was just finally waking up again.

They were hobbled with a bar that attached to their ankles, wrists tied behind their backs, and marched down a hall. The buzzing sounds of muffled voices came from a door at the end of it and Alex could feel the muscles in his stomach tightening with tension. He couldn't even imagine how the girls must be feeling, considering their naked and vulnerable position and the abundance of lower, masculine voices coming from the end of the hall. 

The stories of the Wolf rippled through his mind, the rumors and the interviews of the released victims. The ones that had been willing to be interviewed had worn their time in captivity like a badge of honor, the others had returned to as normal lives as they could without ever talking about what had happened to them. Alex prayed that they had been taken by the Wolf and that he would only be interested in them for a few days. Orgies and deviant sex for a couple of days didn't sound so bad. Much better than some of the possible alternatives, and it was a well-known fact that the young men and women taken by the Wolf were always returned in good health physically, even the ones that were kept for months. 

Horrible to know that he was hoping for them to be put in a position where they would be unwilling sexual participants in some seriously kinky shit, but that was better than being dead or maimed, right? Especially when they knew they would eventually be released, intact and basically unharmed. 

******

The room they were led into was almost empty despite the fact that it was large enough to hold a multitude of people. It reminded Bella of her history lessons, when they'd studied ancient earth and the royalty that had ruled over the time period. There was even a dais at one end of the room, a slightly raised platform on which there was a table. Chairs were scattered around the table, six in all, but only one man was currently seated there. 

Bella's breath caught in her throat. No one had ever seen a picture of the Wolf, no one even knew what his real name was or where he had originated from, but everyone knew the description. Tall, dark hair that had been allowed to go silver at the temples (shocking in an age where almost no one retained their true hair color past the age of forty, preferring to use the various applications that were available to keep the appearance of youth), bright piercing green eyes that were hard as jade, muscular, and with cruel lips. She'd always wondered how lips could be described as "cruel," but seeing this man she suddenly understood. They were thin, mobile, and yet the smile upon them was somehow threateningly cold. 

She shivered, and not just because of the chill in the room or because she was naked. In fact, she'd almost forgotten about her nude state, she'd been so ensnared by the powerful man at the end of the room. Now she shivered again, hunching her shoulders forward, all too aware of the ropes that kept her hands behind her, of the hobbles that kept her from fleeing. 

Beside her, Alex growled under his breath. She flicked a glance at him, trying desperately not look anywhere below his shoulders. Beyond her boyfriend - now ex - she didn't have a whole lot of experience with men so she hadn't seen a lot of penises. The urge to look at one which was swinging so close to her was nearly over whelming, but it felt way too intrusive since it wasn't exactly like he was unclothed by choice. And she could tell that he'd been doing his best not to look at her or the blonde young woman.

Jordan was leading them by the blonde, his hand wrapped almost possessively around her upper arm, towering over her in a way that might have seemed protective in another situation. Right now Bella didn't know what to think of it. She really didn't know what to think of anything... her head rang with the words "We should have stayed at the hotel" over and over again, but it's not like hindsight was any help to them now. 

"Jordan..." The man behind the desk stood as they approached, his gaze flicking over each one of them in turn. It was a quick visual inspection, but it felt very thorough; Bella quailed a bit, automatically leaning towards Alex for comfort. He was already chafing at the bit, angling himself forward so that she was slightly behind him. The sharp jade eyes noted his movement and Bella wondered if Alex's obvious protectiveness had just helped or hurt them. The smile across the Wolf's face - she was sure it was the Wolf - wasn't at all reassuring. "So what have you brought me today? A present?" 

The Wolf's voice was low, gravelly, and almost hypnotically seductive. Bella frankly stared, shocked to hear such an appealing sound coming from the mouth of a man who was completely physically intimidating.

"You did say you wanted a replacement for Abby soon," Jordan said, his voice indifferent. The big man didn't seem at all intimidated by the Wolf, although something about his stance said that he respected the other man a great deal and that he would follow where he led. Abby... Bella remembered the name and the face, a young woman with coppery red hair and big grey eyes, assumed taken by the Wolf while on holiday on Earth in Old Europa. Her picture and information had been on the newsfeed for months, not because people were worried about her return once a young man who had been taken for a couple of days had confirmed her whereabouts, but because everyone was so fascinated by the Wolf and his... predilections. 


Taken by the Wolf Ch. 01



"Mmmm... I could be persuaded to take a blonde... it would make a contrast from Abby," the Wolf said, his face serious although somehow Bella got the impression that he was teasing Jordan. It was obvious where the big blonde man's interests lay. When he didn't get a reaction, the Wolf continued. "Then again, it has been a while since I've had a couple."

"We're not a couple!" Bella blurted out, immediately, without thinking. Her only coherent instinct was to find some way to get out of this situation and if the Wolf wanted a couple... then she was immediately horrified as the blonde's face turned to her with an expression of shock and despair. Had she just thrown the other woman under the bus? Would she really do such a thing to save herself? 

"Not... a couple..." The Wolf said, almost as if tasting the words as he said them, examining them more closely now, obviously taking note of Alex's protective stance and the way she leaned towards him for support. Bella's cheeks flushed as that intense gaze traveled over her body again, realizing that her nipples had hardened in the cool air of the room and praying that the man didn't read anything into that. She kept her mouth firmly clamped shut. 

Maybe it was too late for the blonde, especially with the way Jordan had been acting towards her, but Bella wasn't going to do anything further to push the other woman to her fate. She wasn't - wouldn't be - that kind of person. 

"Driver said there was another couple following them out of the hotel, begging for a second chance," Jordan said, sounding both amused and smug. "From what I understand, these two caught their partners together. I thought you might find the dynamic intriguing."

God... had it really only been earlier today that she and Alex had discovered Ken and Lisa together? It felt like ages and ages ago. It also felt small and insignificant compared to what she and Alex were facing now, although when it had happened it had felt like the end of the world. 

Bella blinked and realized that the Wolf was now looking at her and Alex was an increasingly arrested expression, his feigned interest in Jordan completely abandoned. A sick feeling rose inside of her gut as she realized that Jordan had known exactly what would cause the Wolf to lose interest in the other young woman. And that her own words had confirmed Jordan's supposition.

"You may have the blonde," the Wolf said, waving his hand at her, his cat-like eyes roving over her and Alex, very much like a large and dangerous predator.

Beside her, Alex growled "Trish!" and tried to move. Bella didn't know if it was to protect her or the other woman - Trish, she realized her name must be. Immediately several men who had been standing on the sidelines - practically unnoticed compared to the Wolf's overwhelming presence, and to a lesser extent, Jordan's - converged on him. One of them grabbed Bella's ropes, holding her in place as well as the Wolf came down off the dais to examine them more closely. Alex struggled, the three men holding him forced him down to his knees.

Next to them, Jordan pulled the young blonde woman away, lowering his head to whisper in her ear as he held her against his chest in an almost comforting manner that was only belied by the way his hand traveled down her naked back to caress her ass. She could hear the young woman start sobbing again, but she couldn't focus on that. Not with the Wolf walking towards her.

Up close he was even more intimidating. The grace with which he moved was both elegant while giving off the impression of being deadly. Her comparison of him to a large cat-like predator wasn't far off. Almost strange that they called him the Wolf really, although she knew it was more for his behavior than for his looks. In looks, in the way he moved, he was more like the holo-vids she'd seen of panthers, before they became extinct.

Her breathing shallowed, panted, as he circled around her, looking over every inch of her naked body. Closing her eyes, she tried to pretend that she was... well anywhere but here really. Anywhere else in the entire universe. 

"Quite nice."

Bella's eyes flew open and she squeaked as two hands hefted her breasts, causing her to look directly into the Wolf's amused emerald eyes. Beside her, Alex shouted. She would have cringed back, but the man holding her ropes had shifted behind her, making it impossible for her to move away from the Wolf's explorations. 

"I do enjoy a curvy woman," the Wolf said, smiling down at her in approval. Her mouth was so dry, she couldn't have answered even if she could have thought of anything to say. The moment he'd touched her, her mind had completely blanked, and as he gently squeezed her breasts to see her reaction, all she could do was whimper.

The gentle caress of his thumbs over her nipples made her shiver and she inwardly cursed herself for the tingles that shot through her body. This isn't me, she thought, it's not what I want... it's not my fault. It's just biology. Maybe a little bit of the Wolf's natural charisma rubbing off on her too. In another time, another place, she might have been incredibly attracted to him.

"Stop touching her," Alex rasped from beside them, still struggling against both his restraints and the men holding him. Bella looked down at him, not realizing that pleading filled her large brown eyes, only making him feel guiltier about his uselessness. 

"Wait your turn, toy," the Wolf said, not even looking at Alex, his eyes still on Bella's face as he pinched her nipples and brought her attention back to him. The slight bite of pain and pleasure seemed to zing through her, straight to her clit. "I'm playing with pet right now."

It felt like her insides chilled as she realized that these were his terms for them, his names for them. Pet and toy. He fondled her expertly, keeping her eyes glued to his, and she wanted to moan in protest from the heat that she felt kindling inside her belly. It was so, so very wrong and yet her body was responding anyway, regardless of what she wanted.

"What's your name, pet?" he asked. 

Licking her dry lips, she forced herself to answer. "Bella."

"And what's toy's name?"

Alex growled but she didn't look at him. Somehow she didn't think that looking away from the Wolf would be treated so lightly a second time. "Alex."

"Bella and Alex. Pet and toy. I like it." The smile that he gave her was not at all reassuring.

Then he started sliding one hand down her stomach and Bella moaned. Not because it felt good, but because she knew what he was going to find when he probed between her pussy lips, and she didn't have any doubts that's exactly where his fingers were headed. With his other hand still on her breast, squeezing and kneading and teasing her nipple, the Wolf slid his hand between her legs. Her muscles strained as she automatically tried to close them, tried to stop them from touching her, but the bar that Jordan had secured - she'd assumed to hobble her - had more than one purpose.

When his fingers came away wet, coated in glossy fluid, Bella closed her eyes again. She couldn't look. The Wolf laughed, and something slick was spread over her lips. The smell of her musk filled her nose and she felt sick with the humiliation. 

"Pet's wet, toy," the Wolf said, moving away from her. When she opened her eyes she could see him advancing on Alex, holding his fingers in front of him with the evidence of her arousal. "She's such a very good pet already, I think we should reward her."

"Sir."

A deep voice from the end of the room caught all their attention. Bella craned her neck to see who was speaking. Another man came forward, with a redhead by his side. She was naked, her hands behind her back, and her head bowed so that Bella couldn't see her face. Jewelry jingled on her nipples and flashes of gold shown between her legs, indicating that there was something there as well. 

"Ah," the Wolf said, sounding satisfied. "Slave. I have good news. You've been replaced. You were a very good slave and you can now go home to your family." He said it with all the joviality of a man bestowing a great privilege. 

The redhead's head came up sharply and Bella recognized Abby from the holos. Her eyes were wide as she took in the scene before her and the most astonishing array of expressions flashed over her face - relief, disappointment, hope and ending with sympathy. 

"Thank you Master."

"I'm not your Master anymore. Go and have a good life." He waved his hand, turning back to his newest playthings. Bella caught one more glimpse of Abby's face, the relief was back as well as the strangest impression that the Wolf had somehow hurt the young woman's feelings, and then she was turning, led away by the man that had brought her in.

Bella knew the drill from the news vids. At some point today or tomorrow, Abby would arrive at the shuttleport, safe and sound. She'd be hounded by reporters the moment she realized who she was. And her family would be notified. They'd probably be there to greet her the moment she landed on the Moon and to do whatever they needed to maneuver through the social minefield that was part of being a returned "guest" of the Wolf's. While many of the younger members of their Society saw it as a point of interest, or even a badge of honor, there were just as many who saw the returned persons as damaged goods. Not that they'd say anything so insensitive in public, of course, but the stigma as well as the fascination was there.

She'd always been fascinated. And she hadn't blamed the victims. Although she hadn't thought she'd ever be in their place either.

"So toy, what do you think we should reward pet with?" the Wolf asked, as if he hadn't just released a young woman back to her real life after months of keeping her in a position of sexual slavery. 

"Freedom. Let her go," Alex said succinctly. Bella stared at him, astonished. Was he really going to try and send her away at the cost to himself? Because he wasn't making any plea for his own release. And how could she leave him here, even if the Wolf agreed? She'd never forgive herself.

The Wolf laughed uproariously, so she knew that it wasn't going to happen anyway. But at least he found them amusing right now. She'd gotten the impression that he enjoyed toying with them, playing with them, but if they bored him then he'd find other ways to make them interesting. And she really didn't think she wanted to know what those other ways might be. 

"Oh, I do like spirit," the Wolf said, his eyes glowing as he looked down at Alex with the same speculation and interest with which he'd examined Bella. "You two are going to be quite delightful. In fact... I know." He turned back to Bella, resting one hand on Alex's head. Alex tried to toss it off, but the Wolf just gripped his hair tightly, jerking his head upright hard enough that Alex grunted with pain. "Bella, pet, you get a choice. Do you want me to fuck you right now? Or do you want toy to fuck you?"



Taken by the Wolf Ch. 02



Oh god... Bella's head whirled with the Wolf's choice - which was really no choice at all. Have sex with him or have sex with Alex. 

"Toy. I mean, Alex," she said, using the Wolf's new name for Alex and then realizing what she'd done. Really, it was no choice at all.

"Bella no!" Alex yelled, straining against the Wolf's hand on his hair, the men who were holding him on his knees. "You don't have to do this!" He glared up at the man whose fingers were entangled in his hair. "Let her go."

"You're getting repetitive. Boring," the Wolf said, his green eyes glinted in a way that belied his words and he reached into his pocket, ignoring Bella's sudden yells to leave Alex alone, that she'd made her choice. Pulling out an object, he popped it into Alex's mouth and then wrapped the straps around his head. A gag. 

Panting from the fear that had coursed through her, Bella almost dropped to her knees. Just because the Wolf was known for letting people go unharmed, that didn't mean that he wouldn't start now. One of the most common things his former victims had stressed was how unpredictable he was. 

"So, Pet," the Wolf said, dropping Alex's head now that the younger man was hushed, and walking back towards Bella. "You'd rather fuck Toy than me? He doesn't seem very willing. I certainly am."

His hand reached down to grope his cock through his pants and Bella gasped as she saw the sizable bulge there. 

"No," she whispered. This time she did fall to her knees, nearly making the man holding the ropes behind her stumble. "Alex..." her voice grew in strength as she looked across the short distance between them. "Alex, you have to fuck me. Please."

The Wolf sighed. "I suppose I should feel insulted... but after all, it's not like we know each other, yet, so I'll let it slide this time, Pet." His voice became crueler as he spoke and he reached out and tweaked her nipple before caressing her head, the way he might pet a dog. Then he snapped his fingers at the man behind her. "Release her ropes. I'm going to let you beg Toy, Pet. And if he doesn't agree to fuck you in the next two minutes... then I will."

The restraints around her wrists were cut, as was the hobble around her legs. She forced herself to her feet, stumbling over the few steps it took to get to Alex. Ignoring the men behind him, ignoring the chuckling and the snide remarks she could hear around her, she reached out and took his face in her hands. 

"Alex please, you have to do this... he's going to rape me, you know he will. He's not bluffing. Just nod your head, just nod your head and say you'll fuck me."

God, what had she come to... this morning she was incensed that her boyfriend and Alex's girlfriend had cheated on them. Now she was having to beg Alex to fuck her. And he was looking at her with the most tormented expression on his face, his eyes begging her to do something - anything - than ask him to do this. 

"It's not rape, Alex, I'm choosing you," she pleaded. Except that they both know that given a real choice, she wouldn't be having sex with anyone. Her voice dropped down to a husky whisper again. "Please... Alex... you have to save me."

******

Alex wanted to scream with frustration. Didn't Bella see? By giving in, by playing this sick game, they were already losing to the Wolf. And at the same time... he didn't doubt that the Wolf meant every word he said. If Alex didn't have sex with Bella, he would rape her.

But what was to stop him from doing so anyway, afterwards?

He could see that Bella wasn't thinking about that. Her pupils were huge, dilated from fear, all she could think about was getting past this first obstacle, this first terror. Fear had pushed her past the point of being able to think beyond the moment. 

And he couldn't blame her. That same terror was pulsing inside of him. The gag that the Wolf had put in his mouth wasn't huge, but it was large enough that he couldn't spit it out. It filled the inside of his mouth, made of some material that shaped itself to block as much noise as possible, pressing down on his tongue. 

A grating sound made both of them turn their heads. There was a hole opening up in the middle of the floor of the huge room, a platform rising out of it. On the platform was a huge bed, its canopy and corners festooned with chains and restraints. Several wooden structures surrounded it, all of them looking threatening as Alex imagined the various ways a human body could be secured to them. A sick feeling rose in his stomach. He couldn't leave Bella to the Wolf's mercies.

Even if it meant playing his sick game. Even knowing that the Wolf could still do whatever he wanted to them afterwards. Alex just couldn't make the choice that would leave him unaffected and condemn Bella.

Besides, a faint hope inside him whispered, maybe the Wolf just wanted a show right now. He was unpredictable right? Maybe he just wanted a show and then he'd let them go. 

Alex nodded his head and Bella nearly sobbed with relief. 

"Too bad. Only a few more seconds and I could have played with Pet," the Wolf said, glancing at his watch. He nodded to the men behind Alex. "Release Toy." Stepping closer as Alex's ropes were undone, his face completely serious, he stared straight into Alex's eyes. "Don't even think about trying to escape. There is no way you'll make it out of this room, and if you try to, I will tie up Pet, and I will tie up Jordan's new blonde, and I will let every single one of my men come and fuck both of them while you watch." A cruel smile glinted across his lips. "And I have a lot of men under my command."

The frightened sob that Bella let out as she snuggled closer to Alex made his heart break. His arms were free now and he immediately pulled her into him, trying to ignore how soft and silky her skin felt against his. When he reached up to remove the gag, his hand was slapped away. 

"The gag stays in, for now," the Wolf said, stepping back. He gestured grandly at the platform that had been raised in the center of the room. It reminded Alex a bit of the ancient gladiator arenas, where emperors put on spectacles for their underlings. He had no doubt that this particular stage served a similar purpose. At least there weren't too many people in the room right now. "Choose your pleasure."

When Alex hesitated, Bella grabbed his hand and started dragging him towards the platform, headed straight for the bed. Alex let her lead him, trying to focus on her and not on their surroundings. It was surprisingly easy to push the other men in the room to the back of his mind and focus solely on her naked curves, the way her bottom wobbled as she hurried them both along. Bella was a beautiful woman, he'd always thought so. He just hadn't thought he'd ever be in a position to see her completely naked, much less do something about it.

It was rather shaming how his body reacted - how it had been reacting. He'd been fighting against his response, and his fear and anger had helped, but now if he didn't maintain his erection then he didn't doubt that the Wolf would rape her. Being chosen over the Wolf wasn't exactly a commendation, but he would do his best to make this... if not pleasant, then at least not awful for Bella. 

He wanted to tell her that, to whisper in her ear that everything was going to be okay - even if it wasn't a promise he could keep, but the gag meant that all their communication was one way. From her to him. 

When they reached the bed, she looked up at him with troubled, frightened hazel eyes. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "I'm so sorry... and thank you."

Alex nodded, hoping that his eyes showed his own apologies, his own unhappiness at the situation, even while his cock strained towards her. The generous curves of her breasts and hips were more than enough to make any red-blooded male stand up and pay attention. The hard pink nipples tipping her generous breasts would have made his mouth water if he hadn't been gagged. 

They looked at each other for a long moment, wordless communication passing between them - they were in this together. Partners. And they would support each other through this.

"Better hurry, you two, before I decide it would be more fun to join you than watch you." The Wolf's voice purred, but it was heavy with threat. 

Bella's eyes widened and then she grabbed Alex's hand, squeezing her eyes shut as she brought it to her breast. A wave of dismay swept over him. He'd never slept with a woman that wasn't one hundred percent willing... how was he supposed to do this when she couldn't even look at him while he was just touching her? And yet, they didn't have a choice, did they?

The heavy weight of her breast was soft and warm in his hand, and he groaned as her nipple pressed against his palm, his fingers automatically closing around the offering of flesh. How incredibly lowering to discover that his cock throbbed even harder, not caring that this wasn't his or Bella's choice. 

Aware of the eyes around them, although doing his best to ignore them, Alex reached up to cup both of her breasts in his hands. To his surprise, Bella let out a breathy little moan as he gently squeezed. It soothed his feelings somewhat to know that his touch wasn't completely repellent to her. Unless of course she was pretending that he was Ken... which he would kind of understand, even if it was still a little lowering that she might be imagining her cheating ex.

But if that's what it took, then that's what it took. He certainly wasn't going to blame her for doing whatever she could.

Still... he had no need to think of Lisa. All he had to do was forget the other people in the room, forget the gag in his mouth, forget the room itself, and focus on Bella, and his cock was hard as a rock. Warm, soft, sweet curves, her skin like silk under his hands. Another time, another place... so he did his best to pretend. 

Plucking at her nipples, he watched her face closely, seeing the muscles relax there as he gently caressed her. After seeing the Wolf's rougher handling, he wanted to be as gentle as possible while he fondled her. 

"Good. Now lift her up onto the bed."

Alex's jaw clenched, making it ache even more around the gag, as he felt Bella shiver in response to the Wolf's command. Couldn't the damn man just let them be? Just for a few minutes?

But he couldn't risk disobedience, not with Bella so vulnerable at the moment. They were surrounded on every side by the Wolf's men, Bella was frightened and exhausted, and he wasn't much better. With the Wolf's threats hanging over their heads, it would be stupid to tempt even the tiniest bit of disobedience. If Alex didn't follow the Wolf's orders, it could very well be Bella who paid the price.

His eyes slid over to the side where Jordan was sitting with Trish on his lap. The tiny blonde was crying, her eyes closed, with Jordan's arms wrapped around her, one large hand fondling her small breast. There was more than just Bella and his fate's riding on his obedience as well. 

Sliding his hands down to Bella's hourglass waist, he gently lifted her up the few inches to the bed, scooting her back so that all of her weight was on the bed. Those big, serious hazel eyes gazed up at him through thick lashes. At least she wasn't crying anymore, even though her eyes were red-rimmed and her lips swollen from the crying she'd been doing earlier. Alex touched her cheek, sweeping back some of her hair that was stuck to the dried tears. 

"Lay down, Pet."

******

With her legs hanging off the bed, Bella closed her eyes again and obeyed. Everything felt so surreal right now. Alex's lips were stretched around that awful gag, making his expressions distorted, but she could see the worry in his eyes. Mostly she had been worried that he wouldn't be able to do it, to go through with it. And she would so much rather him than the Wolf. 

Somehow, even though she would not have chosen to have sex with Alex if she hadn't been forced into the situation, it was less of a violation. At least she knew Alex, had talked with him, trusted him. 

Laid out in front of him, she felt much more vulnerable. Having his big, muscled body so close to hers had made her at least FEEL more protected even though she'd known it was an illusion. It was obvious that Alex wanted to protect her, and would do whatever he had to. Even have sex with her. 

Logically she understood his reluctance, but at the same time she'd felt strangely rejected when he'd hesitated. Even though she knew he wasn't really rejecting her, just the situation. Stupid to feel like he was. The fact that he was obviously hard, now, was both reassuring and a little frightening. Looking up at him, she could see both hesitation and desire in his eyes. 

She did her best not to look past him, but she couldn't help seeing the Wolf standing just a few feet from them, to the side of Alex, watching them hungrily. It made her heart pound faster as her body tensed, the desire to flee welling up inside of her. 

"Fuck her, toy."

Alex grimaced, closing his eyes at the crudeness of the Wolf's demand. For herself, Bella just did her best to block out the words, to concentrate on the gentle way Alex ran his hands down her body, pulling her legs up to drape them over his arms, spreading her thighs wide for him. The wetness that had begun when the Wolf had been playing with her breasts hadn't gone away and now that Alex was touching her, she felt free to enjoy it without shame. 

The head of his cock pressed up against the soft, wet lips of her pussy and Bella gasped. When she met Alex's eyes, she was shocked by the desire that she saw there, even though it was tinged with guilt, and she realized that even if he was angry at the situation and protective over her, he still wanted to fuck her. The hard cock at the entrance to her body wasn't just a reaction to being around a naked woman, that was real desire in his eyes.

She didn't really know how to react to that, and she didn't really get a chance to, before he was pushing into her. With a gasp, her body arched as the thick rod of his erection pushed into her body, stretching her open. While she'd been avoiding looking at his nakedness, she hadn't really focused on the size of his penis. It was bigger than she'd realized, and her pussy muscles clamped down around him in shock at both the breach and the size of him. Thick, hot and hard; he made a strangled noise and when she looked up at him again she realized that he'd groaned in pleasure, but it had been muffled by the gag. His warm hazel eyes were half-lidded now, the muscles of his body tense as he warred with his desire to plunge completely inside of her.

With a little whimper, Bella dug her hands into the sheets of the bed beneath her, not knowing where else to put them. Touching Alex would have been a bit too much like participating in her own rape, even though she knew that he wasn't doing it by choice either. But she didn't want the Wolf to think that she was encouraging any of this... she didn't want him to know that it felt good. 

It was all she could do not to moan when Alex drew his hips back and plunged forward again, sinking deeper inside of her. The rounded head of his cock seemed to burrow straight into her body, the ridged portion dragging against her inner flesh as he pulled away and thrust hard again. He was so very thick, stretching her muscles in a way that they hadn't been used before, making her gasp and cry out in shock as he seemed to split her wide open. With her thighs draped over his arms, she was completely spread and vulnerable, with no way to halt the advance or even to slow it. 

No way to stop him from burying himself completely inside of her, his muscled body leaning forward so that she was bent almost double at the waist, her pussy stuffed full of his cock and the hard bone of his pelvis pressed against her swollen clit. Gripping the mattress even tighter, Bella tossed her had back and forth, closing her eyes as she concentrated on not rubbing herself against him. The press of his hot body against her sensitive pussy lips, which felt stretched and tight, was incredibly erotic. The sensation of him so deeply embedded inside of her, even the eyes of their watchers tickling over her skin, all of it was both frightening and exciting. 

She hated the part of her that found some kind of sick satisfaction in what was happening. Maybe it was because she'd never quite measured up to the standards of real beauty on the moon, she'd never considered herself very desirable, some demented part of her found the arrested gazes of the Wolf, of his men, of Alex somehow flattering. After all, the Wolf could have any woman he wanted, couldn't he? He didn't exactly have to make do with leftovers. 

And, while he might be getting twisted satisfaction out of the fact that she and Alex weren't a couple, she couldn't deny that she also saw real desire for her in the Wolf's intensely bright eyes. It was too disturbing to look at him while Alex was deep inside of her, panting with long deep breaths as if he was trying to hold back his own pleasure even though it was impossible. It was too disturbing to look at Alex too, the mixed emotions that swarmed over her were becoming all raveled up in the pleasure that was growing deep in her core. If only he would move hard and fast, do it quickly and get it over with... but he seemed to be struggling with himself, his long strokes in and out of her lingering, and she couldn't stop the feelings of pleasure that were burgeoning inside of her.

Closing her eyes didn't help, because then it was all too easy to forget where they were, what was happening, and just become lost in the pleasure of Alex's thrusts between her legs. Her thighs tightened, trying to squeeze him, but his arms were much stronger, keeping her spread wide and open. 

When she let out a little moan, she opened her eyes again, trying to remind herself of where she was. 

She'd turned her head to the side, away from the Wolf, and she found herself looking straight at the blonde - Trish. The young woman was sitting on Jordan's lap, facing away from the huge man, with one muscular arm wrapped around her and crossing her body to squeeze her breast. He'd positioned her so that her legs were on either side of his, and then he'd spread his own thighs, forcing her to spread her legs even wider than his own, and his other hand was covering the pink flesh between... his fingers were very, very busy. Tears streamed down from those blue eyes, but Bella could see that Trish's nipples were hard, the fleeting look of shame as she met Bella's gaze said that she was reluctantly enjoying Jordan's caresses just as Bella was reluctantly enjoying the way Alex was fucking her. 

The big man had his face buried in Trish's shoulder, obviously kissing and suckling on her neck. The blonde was staring at Bella and Alex with a kind of horrified fascination, and Bella suddenly realized that she was staring at Trish and Jordan in the same way. It was like watching a train wreck that was somehow erotic; she couldn't look away even though she wanted to. 

Her pussy was becoming wetter, making sloppy noises as Alex pushed in and out, his thrusts coming harder and faster at just the right time to force her body to respond with pleasure. Watching Jordan's glistening fingers stroking Trish's folds, she knew that the other woman was facing the same dilemma; and for some sick reason, it was all turning her on.

Bella moaned, dragging her gaze away, horrified at her reactions, only to find herself staring into the Wolf's glittering eyes. He'd moved closer, so that he was almost touching Alex, his lips parted with anticipation as he watched her. Somehow he knew... he knew that she was close, that she was going to orgasm while Alex fucked her, even though she didn't want to.




Taken by the Wolf Ch. 02



It should have dampened her response, it should have made the pleasure subside, but Alex's body pressed hard against her swollen clit, and Bella found herself crying out, her hips lifting as she stared into the Wolf's triumphant green eyes. The shameful pleasure seemed to burst out of her core, her body rippling and shaking with pleasure as she clenched down on Alex's cock.

A ragged groan tore from his throat, muffled by the gag but clearly audible, as her pussy convulsed around him. His hands tightened on her waist as he pounded faster, harder, and Bella clutched at the bed beneath her as the ecstasy spiraled wildly out of control. Tears leaked from her eyes, which she squeezed shut as a defense against the Wolf's eager eyes. 

Alex's cock pulsed inside of her and as he groaned again, she realized he was cumming. Hot liquid sprayed her insides, causing her to gasp as her pussy milked him, eagerly accepting the offering as it set off another wave of rapture that rippled through her body. 

Then he slumped over her, his muscular chest heaving, bending her completely in half as the strength and fight seemed to go out of him. She didn't even whimper a protest - thanks to her fitness training she was very flexible, and she completely understood why he was so spent. Every single one of her muscles felt languid, as if her climax had also relieved her body of all the stress and tension that it had been carrying since she'd woken up in that awful cell. 

Behind Alex, the Wolf sighed, a deep, satisfied sound. "You two are going to give me so much pleasure. And now it's my turn."



Taken by the Wolf Ch. 03



The Wolf's words pinged through Alex's brain, but he couldn't make sense of them. His brain felt fuzzy, hazy, as if all of his ability to think had been sucked right out of his cock along with his jizz. Bella's orgasm had ripped the shreds of his self-control away, a battle he'd already been losing thanks to how hot and wet she'd been. But he didn't blame her, she couldn't help her body's response any more than he could help his - and in some ways, it made him feel slightly less guilty that she'd obviously been aroused and that he'd managed to make her enjoy the sex, despite the less than ideal circumstances.

But what did the Wolf mean it was his turn? 

Alex struggled to push himself upright, ready to defend Bella. Even though it was stupid, he somehow felt betrayed that the Wolf was going to rape her after allowing her to choose between them. 

A heavy hand pushed him back down and Bella let out a small cry as his weight came down hard on top of her, her body bending in half again. Goddamn she was flexible. All of the families that lived on the moon participated in calisthenics and aerobics to keep themselves fit, even with the artificial gravity, but some were more dedicated to the exercise program than others. Bella's limberness wasn't entirely unexpected, but it did add a certain eroticism to her that he'd been unaware of before.

Growling behind his gag, Alex tried to push himself back off of her, but he had gravity working against him and his arms were tangled in her long legs. The pressure on his back moved, and suddenly he was aware of two men on either side of him, both holding him down on top of Bella. His cock was still lodged inside of her, slowly shrinking but quite firmly planted. The weight of his body and the men pressing down on her seemed to do something pleasurable to her because she gasped and her pussy tightened around him again. It was almost too much for the sensitive surface of his cock and he felt himself jerk inside of her as he spasmed. 

Behind him the Wolf chuckled. "Ah... Toy... I'll be interested to see how you enjoy this."

Something slick and hard pressed against Alex's anus and he howled with sudden understanding. The Moon families didn't mind experimentation as long as there was at least one child in each family who would create a new generation; back when he'd first been declared an adult, Alex had experimented with some of his male friends. He'd ended up deciding that it wasn't for him, he preferred the soft curves of women, their musky scents and slick pussies. And while he'd enjoyed anal sex when it was his cock doing the breaching, he'd found that he hadn't enjoyed receiving nearly as much. In fact, he'd only tried it a couple times before ending his experimentation - and that had been years ago.

Feeling the Wolf's finger burrowing into him, stretching that nearly-virgin orifice, Alex began to struggle in earnest. It was only the squeaking cries from Bella that caused him to freeze again, as he realized that his struggles were hurting her.

"I'm sorry..." she whispered, looking up at him with tear-filled brown eyes. Alex knew that she'd realized what must be happening. "I'm so sorry..."

He wanted to tell her that it wasn't her fault, he didn't blame her. How could he? What was she supposed to have done; chosen the Wolf to rape her? It wasn't like either of them could have predicted the outcome. 

But he couldn't help trying to squirm away, trying to push up, as the Wolf's finger was buried inside of him. Alex groaned as the intruder probed and twisted, greasing up his channel with lubrication. The stroking tip found a spot inside of him that made his body clench, blood surging to his dick in response.

No. No, no, no, no, no.

Gritting his teeth against the rubbery gag, Alex shook his head. Maybe he couldn't fight back, maybe he couldn't even run away, but he'd be damned if he enjoyed this.

A sudden gripping thought nearly slayed him - was this how Bella had felt as she'd creamed herself all over his cock? It made him feel a lot less good about making the sex pleasurable for her. 

Unable to look at her any longer, to see the guilt and pity in her eyes - especially when his own guilt was nearly suffocating him now - Alex buried his face into her shoulder as the Wolf pulled his finger out and then came burrowing back, this time with two fingers to stretch Alex's sphincter. The worst part was that it didn't entirely hurt; it burned slightly as his muscle stretched and spasmed, but the Wolf's questing fingers also pressed against his prostate as they plunged in, and Alex felt his cock stiffen slightly in the hot grasp of Bella's pussy.

The fingers twisted, plunging back and forth, and causing him to writhe uncontrollably against Bella's softness, doing his best to keep still if only to keep from hurting her further. They were trapped together, their bodies still interconnected, while the Wolf tormented them.

******

Was this her fault? If she hadn't chosen Alex earlier, would he be suffering like this now? 

The idea that she'd saved her own skin, only to sacrifice his, even unintentionally, was horrifying. 

Although she couldn't tell exactly what the Wolf was doing to him, she had a very good idea. Same-sex experimentation was not unknown to her, although she'd never done it herself, so she knew what the Wolf must be preparing him for. And she also knew, from Alex's struggles, that he wasn't enjoying it. 

The very idea of anal sex had always horrified her. It seemed so dirty and undignified. With Alex's big body on top of her, his broad shoulders blocking out her vision now that his weight was on her, she couldn't see the Wolf at all, but it was obvious he didn't feel the same way as her. 

Alex shifted on top of her again and it was all she could do not to moan. His pelvis was pressed against her splayed pussy lips, his pubic bone still grinding against her clit every time he moved, and that whole area was super sensitive after her shameful orgasm. Thankfully she was flexible enough that being bent in half, even for a length of time, was only uncomfortable rather than being painful. Unfortunately, being merely uncomfortable didn't do anything to decrease the pleasure that sparked every time Alex's body rubbed against hers. 

He made a groaning noise behind his gag, muffled and pleading. When she looked up at him, she could see that his eyes were closed and his forehead was wrinkled as if he was in pain or at least extreme discomfort. That or...

The sudden pressure deep within her made Bella realize that Alex's cock was growing inside of her, hardening and pushing its length back into the depths of her pussy. 

"Oh!" She writhed beneath him again, her pussy tightening around the hardening shaft. 

Was Alex being aroused by what the Wolf was doing? And was he actually enjoying it, or was it the same as when her body responded without her mind's consent? Bella didn't doubt that the Wolf was a master at eliciting the physical responses he desired. 

But there was nothing she could do to help Alex; she was even more trapped than he was, pinned beneath him like a bug on a stick. The analogy would have made her giggle if the situation wasn't so awful. 

Something bounced on the bed beside them and Bella looked over, gasping when she saw Trish's face only a foot away from hers. The young blonde was bent over the bed, her wrists still tied behind her back, and Jordan was standing behind her, fisting a huge, angry-looking red cock. Seeing Bella watching him, he winked at her and then positioned himself.

Trish's cry as Jordan began to push into her made Bella want to close her eyes, but just as before she couldn't look away. The contrast between Trish's humiliated and degraded expression against Jordan's one of abject pleasure was striking. The young woman closed her eyes, biting her lip as the big man behind her began to pump back and forth, fucking her with long, hard strokes. 

To Bella's horror, as before, Trish's ravishing made her own pussy spasm in sympathetic response, bringing her unwanted pleasure.

******

Beneath him, Alex could feel Bella responding, her body tightening around his cock as the Wolf fingered his ass. He chanted 'No, no, no, no, no" behind his gag, but of course no one could hear it – and he doubted that the Wolf would stop even if he did. Bella was mostly quiet, other than the occasional squeal or moan, but he didn't blame her for not drawing further attention to herself. In fact, he was glad that she didn't. At the very least, his current position protected her from molestation by the Wolf or his men; even if it wasn't by his choice at least he could feel like he was doing something for her.

Unfortunately there wasn't anything he could do for Trish. Although at least it looked like Jordan was being fairly gentle with her. Alex wasn't sure whether or not he had a hope for that himself.

The Wolf's fingers were relentless, pushing and stretching the tight ring of muscle, spreading the lubricant liberally in Alex's spasming channel. Alex could only groan and try to relax, try to make the burn lessen... he remembered that much from when he'd experimented before. 

Then the fingers were entirely withdrawn and Alex felt his body relax instantly, leaving him panting for breath. He hadn't even realized how tense his muscles had become while the Wolf had violated him.

"Hold him still."

Hands came down on his shoulders and his wrists from either side, and Alex began to struggle again, feeling Bella's hands tightening on his shoulders as she clung to him and squeaked with dismay, but he couldn't help it. 

Something hot and hard and much thicker pressed against his anus and began to push in. The pressure was immense and Alex found himself panting and groaning, unable to do anything as one of the Wolf's hands rubbed his lower back. The man was speaking, but Alex couldn't hear any of the words, there was a roaring in his ears and all he could do was squeeze his eyes shut and struggle with the overwhelming sensation of being unbearably stretched. If the Wolf's fingers had burned, his cock was like a searing brand. 

He could feel a fear tears leaking from his face, Bella's hands rubbing his chest as if to try and make him feel better, and the Wolf's cock stretching him wider and wider. When the crown popped in past his sphincter, Alex could actually feel it and he groaned with the minor relief. Thrusting inch by inch, the Wolf sank deeper into him, making Alex spasm when the head of his cock pressed against Alex's prostate. His own cock, still firmly lodged inside Bella, had started to soften again, but with the stimulation against that sensitive spot, it began to swell.

NOoooooooooooooooo... Alex's protest was lost behind his gag as the Wolf immediately 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 own dick, which was all too happy to grow thicker and longer in the warm confines of Bella's body. Grunting and straining, there was nothing Alex 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 was beginning to mix with the burning discomfort of his own nerves. 

Beside them, Jordan was practically ignoring them, running 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 almost just like a regular couple having sex. With her, as well, he could see the same struggle not to enjoy what was happening to her...

It was obvious that the Wolf and his men were masters at what they did, coaxing a response from even the most reluctant of their victims. And there was nothing Alex could do. He'd always been strong but right now he was overpowered and outnumbered.

Giving up, telling himself it was only for the moment, Alex could feel his body relax. 

"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. 

Wrapping his fingers in a bruising grip around Alex's hips, the Wolf began to move. 

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

It was awful. It was wonderful.

Alex had never experienced the like before. His insides were burning as the Wolf stretched him, over and over again, but at the same time his cock was in the heavenly, wet haven of Bella's pussy. Every drag of the Wolf's cock across his prostate made his own 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 was almost shocking in its intensity. Alex almost felt like he was having an out of body experience, half of him was being brutally raped by an infamous criminal, the other half was in heaven as he wallowed in Bella's body. 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 to him, adjusting to the rough intrusion. Beneath him, Bella's hips were moving, meeting his thrusts, and when he looked her eyes were closed - turned away from Jordan and Trish, turned away from him. He couldn't help but wonder where she had gone to in her mind, but he was glad that this wasn't entirely awful for her. The soft little "ohs" that dropped from her lips with every thrust just 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 of him. The only thing he could control. Not that it made a difference to his body; he could feel his own orgasm approaching as the Wolf pounded into his ass, forcing him to rape Bella's sloppy pussy.

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 own 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, her pussy rubbing against his body as she tightened around him in sympathetic rapture. 

Behind him, the Wolf kept pumping, kept raping him, and forced 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 almost too much to bear and he cried out behind the gag as it became almost painful for his shaft to continue fucking her. 

When the Wolf groaned and shoved deep, filling him completely, it was almost a relief. He slumped over Bella's body, feeling her shuddering beneath him in the final throes of her own orgasm, as he felt the sensation of spurts of cum pressing pass the tight ring of his sphincter and shooting deep into his body. It was utterly degrading to know that he had orgasmed while being raped... and for the second time while raping Bella.

Alex had never felt so useless, so helpless in his entire life. This wasn't who he was.

Was it?

******

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

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

Bella felt awful. Sick. How could she have orgasmed while being raped - 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 her to lie to herself.

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

The Wolf looked over both of them, his eyes taking in the cum that was seeping from Bella's red, swollen pussy, the sticky juices that were covering Alex's crotch, and he smiled. The way that he looked at them... it was almost triumphant. 

"Very good. You both have pleased me." A feeling of relief swept through Bella at the Wolf's words; hope rising inside of her, which was firmly crushed 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." Turning towards Jordan he 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 to, and the blonde thatch of hair between her legs was matted with their combined juices. It was obvious from Jordan's proprietary arm about her that he'd rather not have anyone else touching her at all.

As a man and a woman came forward, Bella found herself shivering. She didn't want more strangers touching her, not even a doctor and a nurse. It was rare that such medical professionals were needed on the Moon, the families were always healthy and any defects or internally occurring illnesses rarely needed the human touch; computers and automated constructs did everything for them. To her increasing horror, she realized that the doctor was headed towards her and the nurse towards Alex.

The doctor was a thin man, younger than the Wolf, with sharp, narrow features and a cruel cast to his thin lips. Dark eyes looked her up and down, an aura of anticipation hanging about him. 

"Please, no," she whispered, hugging herself as she sat on the bed, her legs coming together as if to protect her most sensitive areas, even though it put pressure on her swollen pussy lips.

"Now now, be good Pet," the Wolf said, coming forward and stroking her hair in a propriety manner. Out of the corner of her eye, Bella saw Alex begin to try and come towards her, despite how exhausted he must be, only to have the two men that were holding him bodily drag him away, following the Nurse out of the room. "Dr. Margolis is only going to do some necessary things for processing. At the moment, he doesn't have permission for more than that, but if you're bad then I'll let him do a great deal more."

As frightening as the Wolf was, his almost kindly demeanor made him seem a lot less threatening than the Doctor, who was smiling at her in an increasingly unsettling manner. It seemed that he liked her fear, which only made Bella feel more afraid. But if there was one thing that she trusted, it was that no one here would go against the Wolf's orders.

And she certainly didn't want to get in trouble and have the Doctor given carte blanche to do with her what he would.




Taken by the Wolf Ch. 03



Trembling, she nodded and got up.

"Good Pet."

Grasping her around the waist, the Wolf patted her bottom, sending her on her way. Dismissing her. One of his men followed behind her as she walked on trembling legs towards Dr. Margolis. He smirked at her and waved his hand for her to follow, before turning and walking off in the same direction Alex had been taken in. Bella glanced over her shoulder; the man following her - obviously a soldier smirked at her. Behind him, she could see the Wolf settling back down at his desk and getting back to work as if nothing had happened.



Taken by the Wolf Ch. 04



Dr. Margolis led her to a large room, all the walls were tiled and white as was the floor. Steel cabinets lined one wall, their gleaming surfaces giving no hint as to what horrors might be concealed inside. There was a drain in the center of the room, which Bella stared at with a sinking feeling. In the far right corner there was a shower stall, with nothing to obscure the view of anyone inside it, and in the center of the room was the kind of table she was used to seeing on her rare visits to the doctor. Well. Almost.

Made out of padded black leather and steel, it had stirrups attached to one end and a multitude of straps hanging from the rest of it. Bella didn't doubt that a person could be secured to it in far too many ways. 

"Come, come," Dr. Margolis said impatiently. "Get on the table and put your feet in the stirrups."

Standing at the end of the table, Bella turned and put her hands on it to help hoist herself up, as she did so she saw the soldier taking up a post by the door. It was a strange thing to be relieved by, that there was another man there to see her naked body and witness whatever Dr. Margolis was going to do to her, but she was glad not to be alone with the doctor. The fact that Alex had obviously been taken to a completely different room altogether made her feel more alone and vulnerable than ever; she'd take an extra pair of eyes on the doctor any day. Especially since she hoped the presence of the soldier would keep the doctor from exceeding the Wolf's orders. 

"Feet in the stirrups."

Whimpering slightly, Bella stared at the floor as she did what he asked. She hated the spread position of her legs and the way her pussy lips seemed to stick together for a moment. Her inner thighs were slick with Alex's cum, which had been dripping out of her all the way down the hall and had just trickled past her knees. Since she'd been following the Doctor, she hadn't had a chance to wipe herself off. 

"Now lay back."

"Please-"

"Quiet!" The doctor's voice snapped at her, and he reached out, grasping one of her nipples and pinching it hard. Bella shrieked, her hands coming up to bat his fingers away to no avail; he just pinched harder. "Put your hands down and lay down."

Tears rolled down her face as she forced herself to put her hands down and lay back. Her nipple was throbbing in the strong grip of his fingers, and she whimpered as she inadvertantly tugged as she lay back. Once she was on her back, Dr. Margolis released her nipple, watching her face intently. Her fear of him spiked again as she realized that the soldier in the doorway hadn't batted an eye and the Wolf's words came back to her.

She needed to be good and do as he said if she wanted to avoid punishment, and obviously the doctor was allowed to mete it out. Perhaps the soldier would stop him, perhaps he wouldn't... 

And right now he wanted her to be quiet and lay still. So she forced her fears down and lay there, quiescent, as he strapped her down to the bed. Straps went around her ankles, fixing them to the stirrups, one went across her lower belly, another across her chest just under her armpits and above her breasts. Her arms were stretched out over her head and strapped down, and another band went across her forehead, immobilizing her and leaving her completely helpless in front of the sadistic doctor. 

Moving back down to her feet, Dr. Margolis grasped each of her ankles and forced them wide apart, making Bella cry out at the sudden movement and stretch of her muscles. Muscles which were already sore from the double rape she'd endured. Her pussy was splayed wide open, feeling like it was splitting apart and she knew that there wasn't a single centimeter hidden from the doctor's lascivious eyes.

Not that he was looking there; he was watching her face, obviously enjoying her fear and her helplessness, aroused by his control over her. Locking the stirrups into place, he went to one of the cabinets. Because of the strap across her forehead she couldn't turn to look and see what he was doing, but she could hear the clinking of metallic objects. Not knowing what he was gathering only made her anxiety even worse.

She looked at the one thing she could see, which was the soldier in the doorway. That wasn't reassuring either because he was staring straight at her spread pussy. Closing her eyes, she forced herself to breathe deeply, trying to calm herself. With her eyes closed, she could feel her heartbeat pounding in her ears.

The screech of wheels and rattling of metal instruments had her opening her eyes again. As the doctor came into view, her breathing starting to accelerate again. The gleam in his eyes and grin on his face said that whatever was about to happen, she wasn't going to enjoy it. 

"First things first," he said, almost conversationally. Holding up what looked almost like a gun with a long needle attached, he smiled at her, reveling in the terror on her face. Walking around to the side of her, he wiped a small area on the meat of her bicep with a wet pad and then pressed the needle to the spot. "This will just pinch for a moment."

Bella cried out as the needle slid inside of her, holding as still as possible to keep it from moving around in her flesh. It stung on entry and she felt sick as she could actually feel it probing down inside of her flesh. There was a small noise and it pinched again, before the needle was pulled away and he wiped the spot again. This time it burned a bit when he ran the pad over it and the astringent smell trickling up to her nostrils told her that the pad had some kind of disinfectant on it. 

"I just inserted a tracker into your arm," Dr. Margolis said, running his finger over her cheek as he grinned down at her. "Anywhere you go, anywhere on Earth, the Wolf will be able to find you. Although right now it has a double duty; it's not just a tracker, but if you try to leave the compound at all, it will begin to release an electric charge through your body. It won't kill you, but it will be excessively painful." That last was said with a certain kind of relish that stabbed fear through Bella's heart again. Just when she was thinking she couldn't be more afraid of the doctor than she already was, he said something that sent her up to another level she'd never known existed. "Now then, let's clean you up a bit."

Returning to her spread legs, the doctor methodically cleaned all the residue of cum – now dried – from her legs and pussy lips. He wasn't gentle about it either, pinching her labia between his fingers and pulling the tender flesh away from her body as he cleaned it, running the wipe between every single fold. Bella winced and bit back her pleas, knowing that it wouldn't matter and not wanting to give the sadistic man even the slightest excuse to punish her. If this was his normal treatment, she hated to think of what he might do to her if he was allowed to.

"Now to clean your insides," the doctor said, his sadistic grin spreading. 

Unable to keep quiet, having no idea what his words might mean and therefore finding them even more threatening, Bella moaned and squirmed against the restraints. Of course they'd been tightened far too well for her to do more than wiggle, causing her breasts to sway gently back and forth. 

The doctor picked up what looked almost like a hose with a long, metal tube at the end of it; on the other end the hose was attached to some kind of machine. The tube was perhaps an inch and a half in circumference and had little holes all over it. Bella gasped as the doctor stepped between her legs and pressed the cold metal to her hole, pushing it inwards. She could hear the sloppy, sloshing sound as its cold length was inserted into her vagina, pushing out some of the cum that had rested there previously.

"This is called a douche, my dear," Dr. Margolis said, pushing the nozzle even deeper into her. Bella winced and moaned as the metal tube was completely inflexible against her soft walls. "We'll start with a nice hot one for you."

Bella screamed as the inner walls of her cunt were suddenly pummeled with water so hot that it felt like it was burning her. She had no way of knowing that it had been nicely gauged to the perfect temperature to be painful without actually causing any damage, to her it felt as though molten lava was spraying her insides. As she pulled and wriggled against the restraints, crying out and begging for him to stop even though she knew it would be useless, hoping that the soldier would intervene, the Doctor pressed another button and the spray stopped. When he pulled the hose from her tight channel, a mix of water and cum sprayed outwards with enough force to get some on his jacket. Not that he seemed to notice. The rest of it trickled down the drain next to the table.

"Please, please not again," Bella begged as he reinserted the metal into her pussy, her walls feeling even more sensitive than before after the hot torture. "Please, I can't take it."

"Well, you don't really have a choice now, do you?" The doctor asked, smiling unpleasantly as he pushed the button again.

Ice water sprayed her insides at high velocity, making Bella scream and writhe again. It burned, but in an entirely different way, the chill sinking into her body, feeling like it was sinking into her very bones. Crying, pleading, had no effect but she couldn't stop as the icy water froze her overheated insides, the extreme difference making it all the more painful.

When the doctor finally removed the douche wand from her pussy, she was crying incoherently, shivering with the shock and the cold.

"Mmm... you look a bit cold, my dear," the doctor said, reinserting the wand into her frozen pussy. "Let me heat you up."

"NO! PLEASE!"

The combination of heat and ice inside of her caused Bella's body to bow against the restraints, but there was no where for her to go. Her screams echoed around the room; the water felt even hotter because the walls of her cunt were so cold from the ice water and she thought that surely it was actually boiling her insides. 

When the doctor pulled the wand out from her pussy, it was against followed by that spray of water that was quickly reduced to a dribble. As Bella panted and sobbed, he leaned close to inspect the swollen, angry red folds of her abused cunt. 

"Hmmm... too much hair here."

Bella barely heard what he was saying. In fact, she barely registered it as he spread the depilatory cream over her abused pussy and mound. At that point she didn't care that he was permanently removing her pubic hair, at least it didn't hurt! As he scraped the hair away, leaving her pussy bald and smooth, the prominent pout of her swollen lips became even more pronounced. The doctor pulled and tugged at the abused folds, making her squeal a bit, as he inspected for stray hairs, but after the pain of the hot and cold douches, a few pinches were bearable even if they were to a sensitive and sore area. 

"Now that you're all clean, it's time to take a look inside," the doctor said cheerfully, pulling over a large stool to sit on. Bella could just barely make out his head in between her legs, his face only inches away from her pussy and she moaned, sure that whatever was to come it would be some awful torment.

Something cool and slick pushed into her pussy; unyielding and hard, it wasn't comfortable but it wasn't painful either and she breathed a sigh of relief. Then she heard something click and click again and suddenly there was a great amount of pressure on her pussy, as if the walls were being forced apart. 

"What are you doing?" she asked, too exhausted to do more than wriggle a little. The doctor smacked the top of her freshly bared mound and she squealed. 

"Be silent."

But she couldn't stop herself from moaning as there was another clicking noise and her pussy stretched again. Bella realized that the doctor didn't seem to mind noises in response to what he was doing, screams and pleas didn't invoke any sort of reaction other than sadistic pleasure, it was only questions that provoked retaliation. 

Another click and she was having trouble breathing, her pussy felt so hugely stretched. 

"Oh please... please stop... it's too much," she begged. Ignoring her the doctor clicked his instrument another setting and her pussy gaped even further. But he didn't punish her for speaking, it just didn't do her any good.

Tears leaked down the side of her face, not sobs, but tears of humiliation, of degradation. She wasn't entirely sure what kind of instrument he had inside of her, but she was quite that the doctor was actually looking inside the most private area of her body. 

When the pressure suddenly eased, she gave a sigh of relief as her breath seemed to come easier as well. The instrument slid easily from her body. 

Then the doctor made a few more movements and she felt his finger, slick with some kind of lubricant, prodding her anus. Immediately Bella tensed, trying to clench her butt cheeks together even though it was impossible due to the wide spread of her legs. 

"Don't! Stop!"

Chuckling, the doctor increased the pressure on her anus, wedging the tip of his finger into the wrinkled hole as Bella let out an outraged cry. 

"Don't enjoy anal, my dear? Don't worry, you'll have ample opportunity to get over that."

"I've never done it!" Bella snapped back at him, still trying to move her body away. It took her a moment to realize that the doctor had frozen. Immediately the pressure was removed from her anus and he was standing between her legs, looking down at her helpless body.

"You mean that? You've never had anal sex?" The doctor snapped at her.

Realizing his excitement, Bella snapped her lips together. The doctor scowled and smacked her pussy lips with his open palm; after all this abuse her poor privates had taken in the past few hours, it hurt more than she could have ever imagined. Bella howled, her muscles straining to close her legs protectively, but of course the restraints were too strong. As if to emphasize her helplessness and the need to cooperate, the doctor spanked her pussy again, before repeating the question.

Tears in her eyes, Bella gave in. "No. Never."

"Have you ever had anyone play with your anus?"

"No."

The smile that suddenly spread across the man's face had Bella's heart sinking even further. She hadn't known it could go any lower.

"Well this is unexpected... unprecedented in fact." The doctor leered at her. "You, my dear, are the very first anal virgin that the Wolf has ever taken."

The first? Surely that couldn't be true... Bella was aware that some of her friends thought she was a bit of a prude, and it was true she hadn't experimented with sex as much as a lot of them, but she hadn't thought she was truly all that unique. Even though it seemed like a lifetime ago, she suddenly wondered if the reason Ken had cheated on her with Lisa was because Bella had always refused to let him even touch her there. Or touch him there. It was a well-known, common perversion, but had never been one that appealed to her.

"Dr. Margolis," the soldier by the door said suddenly, giving a short cough. "You can't..."

"I won't," said the doctor sharply, obviously resenting the soldier's presence and reminder. For a moment Bella thought she'd gotten a bit of a reprieve, but then the doctor leered at her again. "But there are certain things that I can do."

This time he stood right where he was, so that he could watch her face as he pressed his lubricated fingertip back against her anus and began to steadily push in. Knowing how much he liked her reactions, Bella screwed her eyes shut and tried to show as little as possible on her face, although she knew that she wasn't entirely succeeding. 

The doctor's finger pushed in rudely, slowly, as if he was enjoying making a leisurely invasion of her virgin hole. The sensation wasn't entirely unpleasant, but it was extremely uncomfortable and it just felt WRONG. Bella could imagine how Alex had managed to take the Wolf's cock in his own asshole, just the doctor's finger felt incredibly huge, like it was too big to fit. She couldn't help moaning as he pumped it back and forth inside of her, forcing her tight sphincter over the ridges of his knuckles again and again. It felt dirty and nauseating, and yet there was something about it that felt a little good too and she really, really hated that part. 

She didn't know how long the doctor frigged her ass for, although she could well imagine just how lewd and awful it looked to the witnessing soldier. The puffy red lips of her pussy, spread and swollen, while beneath the depraved doctor was using his finger to stretch her virgin asshole. When he finally stopped, she sighed with relief and opened her eyes, only to find the doctor smirking at her. 

"Time for the plug, my dear," he said. "Trust me, you'll thank me later." Holding up the plug, it didn't look very big, but it still looked way too big to go in her asshole. At least as long as his finger, it was tapered to a point and the big bulge just before the narrow neck that attached it to the base was definitely bigger around than his finger. 

Without putting any extra lubricant on the rubber probe, the doctor pressed it against her anus, which had already been fairly well lubricated from his intensive fingering. Bella groaned and mewled as the plug began to push in; without any extra lubricant it wasn't an easy passage and she began panting as the doctor slid it back and forth, stretching her anus a little wider every time. When it came to the fattest part of the plus she let out a cry, squirming to try to get way as her sphincter protested the invasion, the burning discomfort becoming almost an ache. 

Then it was past and inside of her and she moaned with relief. Uncomfortable, yes, but at least it wasn't painful. 

The doctor toyed with her for a few more minutes, making her whimper as he twisted and pulled on the plug. Whenever he did the latter it made her feel like she was about to go to the bathroom and sweat broke out on her forehead. It was only when the soldier in the doorway shifted and the movement caught Dr. Margolis' eye that he sighed and desisted. 

Bella nearly cried with relief as he moved away from her lower body. 

Looking a bit sour, the doctor came back up to her head, holding a tube of something. "Open your mouth."

For a moment she considered resisting, but she was feeling too battered at this point. Besides, what could he possibly want to put in her mouth that would be so horrible? Everything he'd done so far had a point, even if he did it in the most painfully degrading and humiliating way possible. Did she really want to give him an excuse to make whatever was about to happen embarrassing and painful as well?

So she opened her mouth.

To her relief the doctor didn't do more than squeeze something out of the tube and into her mouth; it felt like cool gel and tasted like mint. In fact, it was the least unpleasant part of her day. 

"Swallow it."

She did as he said and she could feel it tingling and coolly soothing all the way down the back of her throat. Until now, she hadn't realized quite how much the inside of her throat hurt from all the crying, yelling and begging she'd been doing, but the gel made it feel much better.

Dr. Margolis smiled at her. "That should take care of your gag reflex for at least a month, my dear. That pretty mouth is going to become very well used and it wouldn't do to have you constantly throwing up."

Suddenly the coolness in her throat seemed to send a chill through her entire body as she realized what he meant. 

But it was over... the doctor began unstrapping her from the table. As she sat up, her head spun dizzily and the soldier came forward to help steady her and help her stand. Which she was exceedingly grateful for, not wanting Dr. Margolis to touch her any more than was necessary. He made her skin crawl. The soldier might be the lesser of two evils, but she'd take him in a heartbeat over the doctor. 




Taken by the Wolf Ch. 04



"Looking forward to seeing you again, my dear," the doctor said, leering again. The way his tongue flicked out over his lips reminded her of a snake and she shuddered. Even worse, she knew that he liked seeing that kind of reaction from her but she couldn't stop it anyway.

The soldier let her lean on his arm as they walked out the door. Her body felt strange, as if it wasn't really hers. The fat, battered lips of her pussy were incredibly sore, between them and the plug in her bottom, she was forced to walk awkwardly with her thighs spread apart so that it was almost more of a waddle. Thankfully the soldier was very patient with her, walking at a pace that she could manage. 

For the first time she really looked at him. He had plain brown hair and perfectly ordinary features, enough muscles to make it clear he was a fighter, but mostly he looked like a perfectly normal guy, just a bit older than her. 

"Careful there," he said, catching her as she stumbled, and she nearly burst into tears just because he was being kind to her. Well, kind compared to everyone else today. 

"Please," she said, clutching his arm. "Help me."

He smiled at her, patting her hand comfortingly. "You'll be okay. The Wolf always lets his toys go eventually. It's hardest at the beginning, but everyone adjusts. Some of them end up not wanting to leave. Just do your best not to get in trouble. Don't remove the plug until you're told to, don't argue when you're given an order, and don't try to fight back or escape. The real troublemakers usually get sent to Dr. Margolis until they're ready to behave."

Not the most comforting words in the world, but she took what reassurance she could from them. But who wouldn't want to leave this awfulness? Even the other girl, Abby, even though she'd called him Master she'd seemed relieved that her ordeal was over with. All she knew for sure was that, no matter what, she would do whatever it took to stay away from Dr. Margolis. 

As the soldier continued to help her down the hallway, she wondered where Alex was and what was happening to him.



Taken by the Wolf Ch. 05



After being dragged away from Bella, the gag still firmly in his mouth and his asshole burning from the Wolf's anal rape, Alex allowed himself to slump in his guard's hands, forcing them to actually drag him. Although he picked up his feet to keep the skin from being scraped off, he didn't make their job easy. 

Ahead of him, Nurse Roche stopped, turned around and raised her eyebrows. "Well if he can't walk, then carry him," she said briskly, and then turned around and continued.

The bigger soldier shrugged and picked Alex up over his shoulder, which was humiliating. Alex had always considered himself to be a fairly big guy, definitely strong, but this particular soldier had about twice his mass. The only sop to Alex's pride was that the soldier didn't seem to be having a particularly easy time carrying him. For a moment he considered waiting for the soldier to tire out and then struggling and escaping... but there was the other soldier to consider. Not to mention that he had no idea where Bella was. And Trish was with Jordan. She wasn't his responsibility, but he couldn't handle the idea of just leaving her here, but going up against Jordan would be a suicide mission. So he just hung there like a piece of meat, feeling even lower about himself.

Feeling fluid trickling down the back of his thigh, Alex shuddered. He suddenly realized that his focus on escape was a way to help his mind ignore everything that had just happened. Not only had he raped Bella, but then he'd been raped himself and been forced to fuck her again. And both times had felt good. 

The second time had, in some ways, felt even better, which made everything worse. Alex didn't like anal sex. He'd experimented with other men because it had seemed expected at his school, not because he'd been particularly interested, and he'd stopped as soon as he could do so without looking like a prig. The mitigating factor must have been that he was already inside Bella's soft, warm pussy while the Wolf was fucking his ass, but it still didn't make him feel much better. To Alex's mind, he shouldn't have gotten hard at all, much less been able to cum.

Ahead of them, he heard a door opening and then they were passing through a doorway. He didn't know it, but Alex was in a room nearly identical to the one Bella had been taken to, except that instead of a padded table in the center of the room there was a large frame with wooden slats and bars that could be adjusted for whatever was needed. The frame itself could be set horizontal, vertical or tilted at an angle and then locked into place; it could even bend in half, forcing whatever unlucky person was attached to it to also bend over. 

"Secure him, please," Nurse Roche said. Alex's body tensed and then he forced himself to relax again; there was no point in fighting back right now. He'd only lose and probably be in a worse position than before. 

The soldier set him down in front of the frame, the other one immediately stepping forward to grab Alex's wrist and push it above his head. They attached him to the cuffs on the frame so that his limbs formed the shape of an X and shortened the length of the chains attaching the cuffs to the frame so that there was no slack for him to move. Then they put a two slats on the frame, one in front of his chest and the other behind his back, at about the same level. The reason for this became clear a moment later when the frame was bent in half and Alex was forced to bend forward at the waist.

The wooden slats across his chest and back kept his body from sagging, forcing his ass up in the air and he had a moment of panic as his vulnerability was reemphasized. That panic only subsided when both of the male soldiers stepped back and took up positions by the door. They were obviously there to guard him or in case Nurse Roche needed him, not to inflict further indignities on his leaking asshole. 

He made a noise behind his gag, wanting the Nurse to remove it. Turning his head he looked at her pleadingly. Smiling at him, she patted his cheek. 

"I think it's best if the gag stays in, Toy. That way no one will be subjected to any useless pleading."

Alex groaned. His jaw was beginning to ache from having the gag in it and he was constantly having to swallow to keep from drooling. It was not at all comfortable. Then again, neither was any other part of his body, so why should that be any different? Maybe because Nurse Roche hadn't seemed that intimidating to him. Maybe because she was treating him with more caution than the Wolf had. After all, if it wasn't for the fact that he was restrained and there were two soldiers in the room, he could easily overpower her, even exhausted as he was.

The nurse went through the same injection of the tracker and explanation that Doctor Margolis had given Bella, although Alex wouldn't know that until later when he and Bella compared noted. Every time he looked up at Nurse Roche, she gave him a little smile but it was looking more and more like a smirk than an actual smile. As if she was enjoying having a big, brawny man at her mercy. Alex looked away.

She ran her hands over his back, massaging his muscles and he couldn't help but groan. It felt good to have the tension smoothed away somewhat. Then her hands moved down to his lower back and onto his buttocks and he tensed all over again as she moved behind him. 

Gentle fingers massaged the rim of his anus, and he gritted his teeth around the gag at the reminder as her fingers made a sloppy, wet sound from the Wolf's cum. 

"Looks like we're going to need to clean you out back here," she said, cheerfully. Alex's stomach dropped. He didn't understand what she meant, but his imagination couldn't come up with anything pleasant. And there was nothing he could do, although he automatically jerked at the restraints. The frame rattled, but didn't give in the slightest. It went against Alex's very nature to be trapped like this, but there was nothing he could do about it... and that fact grated.

He couldn't see what was happening, although he could hear all sorts of strange sounds, but Nurse Roche was pulling a hose up from a special floorboard and attaching a long nozzle to the end of it. The nozzle was about four inches long and slightly tapered, made of a special material that had been specifically designed for the use it was about to be put to. 

All Alex knew was when something hard pressed against his anal hole, too stiff and unyielding to be denied. With his legs far apart and attached to the legs of the frame, it was nearly impossible for him to clench his buttocks closed anyway; there was nothing he could do but pull uselessly at his restraints as Nurse Roche fed the tube into his asshole. Once it was firmly lodged inside, she pressed a button on the hose, and the base of the nozzle, just inside Alex's opening, expanded into a little round ball, making it impossible for him to expel. He could feel the sudden change in the nozzle and he groaned as that part of his tunnel stretched and protested. 

"Good boy," Nurse Roche said, patting his bottom, and making Alex rattle the frame again. Her patronization was really starting to get to him. It wasn't as if he was truly doing anything to be good, he just didn't have the option of doing anything else. 

Then there was a sudden gush of fluid into his rectum, distracting him from his growing frustration and anger. The fluid was warm, almost soothing if it wasn't for the location, and that just made Alex all the more uncomfortable. If whatever the nurse was doing had led to something painful, he almost would have preferred that. Painful he could resist, could fight against. This almost pleasurable feeling of warmth in his belly was harder to be angered by. 

The flow of warmth continued, filling him, until the point where he was almost uncomfortable and his body was starting to strain against the restraints. Which was exactly when the nurse stopped it. 

"Almost done," she said cheerfully, pushing another button. The nozzle inside of Alex expanded, pressing against the walls of his body, and suddenly the water began to flow out of him, cleaning out his bowels and being sucked down through the hose and into the waste pipes of the building. "A good enema is just what you needed. No more mess. It's a lovely little system."

That chirpy, patronizing tone was really starting to get on his nerves. Alex tried to concentrate on his annoyance, rather than on the feeling of pleasurable relief that was sweeping through him as the fluid rushed back out of him. The nozzle shrank inside of him, including the little bulb that created a plug, and then it was being withdrawn. He sagged in relief and hated himself for doing so.

Nurse Roche wiped around his anus with a cloth, cleaning the last remnants from the abused hole and then the frame began to move, bringing him back to an upright, standing position. Alex hated the wave of relief that he felt at that as well. Not that he'd ever expected to be in this kind of situation, but any time he'd ever imagined himself captured at the hands of enemies (and what little boy doesn't?) he'd definitely thought he would do better than he had so far. 

He closed his eyes as she cleaned the sticky mess of his sperm and Bella's juices from his groin, hating the reminder of what he'd done before coming to this room. No, so far his actions had not been that of the hero that he'd always pictured himself as. He didn't know what else he could have done under the circumstances, but being cleaned of the aftermath filled him with shame and guilt and fury.

"Alright, Moon Boy, let's get you measured." The term sounded almost like an insult, but he ignored that as he wondered: measured for what?

The nurse came around to the front of him and knelt down in front of his soft cock. He had a moment of disdain as he looked down at her. Was she going to try to get him hard to measure the length of his dick? Even if he wasn't completely disgusted by the situation, he'd just come twice, recently. Getting him hard again when he wasn't remotely aroused wouldn't be easy and it seemed stupid for her to want to measure his cock.

To his surprise, she didn't seem at all interested in trying to get him hard. She had a soft ring made of a stretchy looking material (he didn't know it was very similar to the material the nozzle of his enema had been made of) and she pushed his balls through it, one at a time, before pulling his limp dick through it as well. The ring rested snugly against his groin and around his entire cock and balls, making his dick feel rather strange. The sensation of his pulse flowing through that entire area was amplified. 

"Hmmm..." The nurse fiddled with a remote in her hand and Alex felt the ring tighten, although not uncomfortably. Just snugly. As if it was hugging the base of his cock and balls. "That should do it but, let's make sure."

And suddenly she leaned forward and took his cock between her lips, his hips surging forward in shock. The sensation of her hot, wet mouth around his dick seemed more intense than he'd ever felt before, and he wondered if that was one of the effects of the ring she'd just put on him. Clamping his jaw around the gag, he resisted the trickles of pleasure that tingled through him as her tongue flicked against his pee-hole and she sucked gently on his flacid dick.

Alex tried to think of everything he could to keep himself from getting hard. The Moon. His family. Finding Ken and Lisa in bed together. Bella - no that was a bad idea. The Wolf. How sore his asshole was. 

None of it did any good. Slowly but surely, his dick began to harden as the nurse skillfully fellated him. Alex felt that same sense of shame and humiliation that he had when he'd first looked at Bella's naked body and hadn't been able to control his reaction. Jerking hard at the frame did nothing but make the soldiers in the doorway smirk at him, but even looking at them did nothing to halt the slow rise of his cock. 

Even though the things going through his mind should have deflated him immediately, it was like his cock couldn't get smaller, like it could only get bigger and harder. The nurse's fingers tickled his balls, which were exquisitely sensitive as his cock grew and the ring snugged against his body grew tighter. 

Nurse Roche was obviously very skilled at giving oral sex, she was able to take the entire length of his cock down her throat. The harder his cock got, the faster it got hard, no matter what he did to try and slow the process. He didn't give in though, and when she finally pulled her lips from the angry red organ, he growled at her through the gag.

She ignored him, putting her hand around the shaft and pumping it. "Very nice..." she said approvingly. "I think you might be the biggest Moon Boy we've had here." A wicked smile crossed her face. "In fact... I think I might even like to play with you a bit, Toy."

The frame he was on began to tilt backwards and Nurse Roche stepped out of the way until it held his body completely parallel with the floor, at which point it began to lower. The entire time, his cock felt like it was aching, growing even harder, despite the cessation of stimulation. Alex didn't know how, but he knew it was because of the ring she'd placed around him. 

Once he was on the floor, Nurse Roche stood over him, lifting up her skirts as she straddled his waist. Alex had plenty of experience with women, including older ones; he loved women and, while he was always faithful when he was in a relationship, he'd had a fair number of sexual partners in his life. But he'd never had an experience like this, where he was completely out of control of the situation. He'd never had a woman hike up her skirts and point his cock to the ceiling so she could lower herself onto it without any participation or cooperation from him.

Despite the fact that her pussy was slick and tight, mentally he couldn't let go and enjoy what was happening to him. 

Not that she seemed to care. Neither did the soldiers in the doorway. They just watched impassively as Nurse Roche, her skirt bunched around her hips, started to bounce up and down on top of his cock. It felt fantastic, physically. His cock was so hard, so engorged, and the wet haven of her pussy was exactly where it wanted to be. But his head was not engaged and he felt sick and ashamed that he couldn't force his traitorous organ back down.

The nurse's moans filled his ears, churning his stomach as she bounced and gyrated on top of him, obviously enjoying herself. He truly did feel like a toy; a sex toy that she was using for her own gratification. As her pussy squeezed and slid up and down his shaft, he began to feel his orgasm begin to build, the physical stimulation overriding his mind. 

Part of him felt relieved, it would be over soon.

But the tight ring around his balls and dick had done something... the sensation built and continued to build, far past the point of comfort, and yet it was like the tight ring was holding his physical reaction in check. Alex groaned, his body straining to cum now, the intense need completely overwhelming him as Nurse Roche continued her self-pleasure ride on his cock. Tears sparked in his eyes as the discomfort became almost painful, like a blockage within his body and the pressure was building up and up behind it...

Throwing back her head, the nurse screamed out her orgasm and the ring around his balls and dick loosened just the tiniest increment... and Alex's orgasm slammed into him like a freight train. It was heaven and hell, for the second time that day, as he pumped seed into her squeezing pussy. She was grinding down on top of him for all she was worth, rubbing her pussy over his groin as she spasmed with ecstasy, and the delay of his orgasm only increased his own. 

When the nurse was finally done with him, the ring around his cock and balls loosened again slightly, just enough to be snug without being constrictive. Alex panted, breathing hard through his nose as Nurse Roche sighed happily and lifted herself back up. She thoroughly cleaned off his cock and balls again before returning the frame to its standing position.

The very last thing she did was finally remove the gag and have him swallow a soothing, cool gel that coated the back of his sore throat. Alex glared at her but didn't say anything, even though the gag was removed. He couldn't think of what he wanted to say, his thoughts and emotions were in such upheaval.

The soldiers re-cuffed his wrists in front of him and secured a collar around his neck. It was comfortable enough, not too tight, but it made him feel even angrier. Like they were marking him as something lower than human. Unfortunately, anger couldn't sustain him and he was practically shaking on his feet, feeling pathetically weak as they led him down the hall. 

People passed by them. All of them looked at him, some of them with anticipation, some with desire, and some with something like smug superiority. Alex glared back at all of them. A few looked away when he did that, which was a small balm to his pride. 

Finally they stopped and one of the soldiers opened the door, the other pushing him through. The door snapped shut behind him.

"Alex!"

"Bella!" 

Utter relief swept him as he saw her sit up on the bed in the center of the room. There wasn't much else in the room other than the overly large bed that could probably fit six people on it. The moment he had the thought, Alex wished that he hadn't. Bella was wrapped up in what looked like the sheet from it, tendrils of her brown hair falling down, her eyes red from crying. And she still looked beautiful.

Jumping up, she ran to him and he lifted his arms up so that she could throw herself at him, wrapping her arms around his waist as she started to sob. Lowering his arms around her, he noticed that she was neither collared nor handcuffed, and he felt a bit of grim satisfaction at that. Someone must think he was some kind of threat, even if he'd been incredibly ineffective so far.

But this... hold Bella while she cried, that he could do. 

As he did so, pressing her against his body and letting her weep onto his chest, he took quick stock of the room. It was remarkably bare; there was the large bed, a table with some food on it and what looked like some kind of storage on the far wall. 

"It's okay sweetheart..." he murmured into her hair. "It'll be okay, I promise... I won't let him beat us. We're going to escape."

Bella pushed back away from him, although she couldn't go very far since his hands were cuffed and he couldn't open his arms to release her. To his shock, her expression was one of horror.

"What? No!"



Taken by the Wolf Ch. 06



As Alex and Bella compared notes, it quickly became apparent to him why Bella was so frightened. Laying on her side on the bed, watching him eat, the tears had dried on her face but he could still see her shivering with fear while she told him about the ordeal that Dr. Margolis had put her through. It made Alex want to punch his hand through the wall, just hearing her voice shake as she talked about it. To see how scared she was of the doctor.

He felt almost ashamed, feeling that she'd been through much worse than he had. Although he couldn't take her soldier's advice to heart the way she obviously had. 

"It doesn't matter if we obey, don't you see?" he said, waving the roll of bread he had in his hand. Which was a bit awkward, but he kept forgetting that his hands were cuffed together and trying to gesture with them. "The Wolf still controls everything, he can decide to do whatever he wants to us, no matter whether we do as he says or not."

"I don't want to be punished, Alex," she said, her bright eyes becoming even brighter as the sheen of tears covered them. "Maybe you're stronger than I am... but I just, I can't take. The Wolf always lets his victims go, eventually."

"And I don't want to wait around for that. Who knows when or what he'll do to us in the meantime? He could send you back to the doctor just for fun, if that's what he decided to do!" He hated to see the way her face paled, but she had to see what he was saying.

"So it's better to do something that will definitely get us punished? And what about the trackers? I'd rather behave and not make things worse for myself than do something that I know will have awful consequences!"

She sounded just as convinced of her argument as he felt of his own, and unfortunately he could see some of the sense of her words. The problem was that he was right too. 

"I don't know, Bella," he said tiredly. "I can't even think straight right now... I don't think we should just passively sit by until he releases us," he held up his hand to stop her next words, "but I do see your point. I just don't know what to say."

Bella bit her lower lip and then nodded. "I see what you're saying too. I'm just... I'm scared, Alex. And I hurt. And I don't want to be sent back to the doctor."

Her voice shook and he inwardly cursed himself for causing her more distress. Going over to the bed, he sat down next to her head and stroked her hair, hoping that it might comfort her. While she accepted it, she didn't look at him, she seemed lost in her own thoughts.

"By your own admission, Alex, what you went through with Nurse Roche wasn't anything like what Doctor Margolis did to me... and I could tell he wanted to do more. If we tried to escape and were caught... Besides which, what about Trish? Can we just leave her here?"

"You're right. And I didn't mean we should escape today... but Bella, I'm not going to stop trying to plan. I'm not going to stop looking for a way to make it work. If I figure out a way that should work for all of us, will you at least listen to it."

The shudder that went through her wasn't reassuring. Her voice was soft when she spoke again. "I'll listen, Alex, but that's all I can promise."

Sliding onto the bed beside her, Alex hesitated and then relaxed as she rolled over and snuggled into him. It took a moment or two of arranging for them to get comfortable, her head pillowed on his arm, his cuffed wrists around her body. The sheet was still wrapped around her, but he preferred that to having her naked body pressed up against him.

Unfortunately, despite the circumstances, his attraction to her remained.

Feeling her breathing slow and then steady, he was grateful that she felt safe enough to fall asleep there, with his arms around her. Although he knew that his presence didn't give her any real protection, she needed to sleep. He did too. After all, who knew when the Wolf would call for them again and it's not as if they could escape today. 

He didn't know where they were in this building, much less where in the world the building was located. And were Jordan and Trish also still in this building? Bella was right on one aspect, definitely - there was a lot of planning to be done before they could escape. 

******

The Wolf's men came for them some time later, awakening them as the door opened with a bang. Bella shrieked and quivered, pressing her face into Alex's chest as if to hide herself from reality. His muscles tensed all over, ready to fight, but he was tangled up in Bella and the sheets. Which was probably a good thing; there were four men, far too many for him to overcome even if his wrists weren't in cuffs, and they all looked like fighters. 

"Get up, it's time for dinner," one of them said. 

Carefully pulling away from Bella, Alex stood, completely unabashed by his nudity. In stark contrast, Bella seemed to be trying to stand while still covered in the sheet. One of the men snorted, stepping forward and ripping the scant covering away from her as she let out a cry of dismay and surprise. 

Without even thinking, Alex lunged for the man, only to be caught by two of the other men who chuckled.

"I love it when we get a fighter," one of them said, chuckling. Someone smacked Alex on the ass and he snarled, but there was nothing he could do as they forced him to his knees. One of them placed a hand on the back of his neck, right over his collar, to help hold him in place. 

The two other soldiers were standing over Bella as she pushed herself upright, her shoulders hunched and her hands trying to cover herself. That was when Alex realized that her mound had been completely shaved of the soft brunette curls that had been there before her trip to the doctor. She hadn't mentioned it when she'd talked about what the doctor had done to her, and Alex realized she was ashamed of it.

Her pussy lips looked swollen and red, not just because they could be seen, he realized. The doctor's rough handling and douching had irritated them. 

"Hands at your side, slut," one of them snapped, giving her a slap on her bottom.

Bella squealed, but her hands fell to her sides. The expression on her face was completely lost and her fingers twitched and balled into little fists as she tried to figure out what to do with them. 

He hated himself for the little stirring he felt in his cock as he looked at her; so he looked away. 

"Come on," said the soldier with his hand on Alex's neck. "Let's get them back to the Common Room."

******

It was the same room they'd been in before, but now it was filled with tables and people, all sitting around and eating. Bella shook as both men and women leered at her, some snickering, some pointing at her and Alex. Very few looked at all sympathetic. 

Despite the great number of people in the room, she found her eyes going automatically to the dais, where the Wolf was. He had such a commanding presence that it didn't matter how many people there were in the room - and Bella guessed there had to be at least fifty - eyes were automatically drawn to him. Beside her she could hear Alex muttering under his breath.

She couldn't decide if he was brave or stupid. Maybe a bit of both. She felt cowardly and stupid. When it came down to it, she knew he was right that the Wolf didn't need an excuse to punish them... on the other hand, her cowardly self didn't want to give the Wolf an excuse either. 

Looking around for the soldier that had been almost nice to her earlier, she couldn't see him among all the people, but she couldn't see all the way around the room either as they were led to the dais where the Wolf was waiting. 

Jordan was seated at the table up there, Trish perched on his lap. The delicate blonde at least had clothing, a simple blue dress that buttoned down the front. Bella could see underneath the table that it was a very short dress, but at least it was something. Trish had her hands held stiffly by her sides, much like Bella, and her gaze was firmly planted on the floor; the top buttons around the neckline of her dress were undone and Jordan had his hand inside, fondling her breast as he spoke to the Wolf. 

Did anyone here ever think about anything other than sex?

Then again, it's not like she knew what they'd done during the afternoon while she'd been sleeping. Whatever it was that kept the Wolf at the top of the food chain on Earth. Feeling horribly aware of her puffy, sore pussy lips and the stiff plug in her bottom that was making her waddle a little bit, Bella gave up looking around and just stared at the ground as the soldiers brought them up to the table.

Silence slowly trickled throughout the room - not immediate, but a slow hushing of voices as if the gathered crowd was slowly becoming aware that entertainment was imminent. 

Peeking through her lashes, Bella could see the Wolf and his men looking over her and Alex, their expressions frankly lascivious. One of them, seeing that she could see him, grinned and rubbed his crotch. Immediately Bella dropped her gaze again. Alex's presence beside her was the only thing that kept her from bursting into tears - he was so strong, she didn't want to let him down by weeping uselessly, the way she had earlier. Perhaps some of the shock of their situation was wearing off; her brain certainly didn't feel as fuzzed as it had earlier. 

"Well, well, my new Pet and Toy. Don't you two clean up pretty." Even though the Wolf was speaking in normal tones, the acoustics of the room meant that everyone there could hear every word he was saying. Snickers rang out behind them and Bella could see Alex's fists clenching. She hoped he would keep quiet. It wasn't like being mocked was going to harm either of them. "And we have something new... an anal virgin! My very first!"

Hoots and lewd comments followed this announcement and Bella felt her cheeks flame brightly. Out of the corner of her eye she could see Alex turn to stare at her in shock. She closed her eyes. Although she'd told him most of what had happened with Dr. Margolis, she hadn't shared everything. Just the most painful parts. Not the embarrassing ones. 

"Get her up on the table so that everyone can see that pretty pussy and virgin asshole," The Wolf said. 

Bella moaned softly as the two men on either side of her lifted her up. Some of the Wolf's other men were already clearing a space on the table, moving the plates of food to the side, so that there was plenty of room for her to be laid down on her back, her bottom right at the edge, while the two men held her legs. They bent them at the knee and spread them apart, exposing her pussy and the base of the plug in her virgin asshole to the entire crowd. The cheering grew louder at her humiliation as her swollen, abused pussy lips were shown off. 

"Such a good Pet," The Wolf said, grabbing her wrists and pulling them above her head. He wasn't even looking at her face. Reaching down, he fondled one of her breasts, bringing the nipple to a hard little point which he tugged between his fingers. Bella moaned again, hating herself for the little trickle of pleasure that spurted through her. "Pet's pussy looks pretty sore... I believe we have some balm that can help that." He looked over to the side. "Doctor Margolis... please give Toy the balm you've prepared."

She'd felt faint when he first called upon the doctor, and the relief that swept through her when Alex was given the balm almost made her sob. The Wolf was still toying with her breasts, making her nipples hard and achy with his attentions. The pleasure was communicating itself to her pussy, much to her horror. 

"Toy... I think it's up to you to help soothe Pet's pussy."

Alex was allowed to approach, standing on the other side of the table. The men who were guarding him positioned him slightly to the side, so that he didn't completely block the view of her privates to the rest of the room. The hard, stubborn expression on his face was back as he looked down at the small pot of balm he had in his hand. 

"Please Alex," Bella begged, knowing that he would need permission from her to touch her. Permission she was happy to give. Her poor pussy ached and if the Wolf was going to do more to it... she'd taken anything to help it feel better beforehand. Right now she didn't think she could bear to be touched there otherwise. "Please Alex, I need... I need something... it hurts so."

Cursing under his breath, Alex dipped two of his fingers into the balm. Bella moaned with relief when he gently stroked it along the outside of her inflamed pussy lips. It was immediately soothing, cooling, and the dissipation of the sore ache was more of a relief than she could have ever imagined. 

"More, Alex, please!"

Laughter rang out behind them and his shoulders stiffened. Obviously from her position on the dais, her voice was being heard throughout the room because of the damned acoustics, but she didn't care as long as he didn't stop. His face grim, Alex spread the balm onto her inner pussy lips as the Wolf began to tweak and tug at her nipples again. 

Bella moaned. The soothing balm was doing more than just relieving the soreness, it was allowing her body to feel pleasure again. Alex's gentle strokes were beginning to feel almost teasing, a sharp contrast to the Wolf's rougher handling of her breasts, and to her shame it aroused her. Was there something wrong with her, that she could even be turned on in such a situation? So many people around them, witnessing her humiliation, as she was forcibly fondled, and yet her pussy was getting wet. 

"Don't forget to get some inside of her," The Wolf said. His voice was filled with satisfaction at the scenario he'd engendered. "I've heard that Dr. Margolis' douches are quite painful."

His face not showing any reaction, Alex covered two of his fingers with the balm and pushed them into Bella's pussy. Gasping with the sudden relief, the cessation of the burning of her insides, Bella felt her hips lifting as Alex's fingers probed her tunnel. The plug in her bottom made his fingers feel even bigger. It felt good. Too good.

Even though her body wanted more, she was glad when he began to withdraw. 

"I didn't stay stop," the Wolf snapped. "Use your fingers to spread the balm around inside her cunt." 

The two men glared at each other over her body, Alex's fingers still at the entrance of her pussy. Bella bit her lip, her eyes looking up pleadingly at Alex. She hadn't forgotten that the Doctor was still in the room. The Wolf had her nipples between his fingers, all he would have to do is twist viciously to cause her quite a bit of a pain. And yet, she didn't think she wanted Alex to continue... it felt too good. And she didn't want it to. 

Alex's expression hardened again and he looked away first, his fingers sliding back into the slick tunnel of her body. She moaned and her pussy and asshole clenched, tingling around the invaders. The Wolf began to gently tug and play with her nipples again, his big hands squeezing her breast flesh as his fingers tormented her more specifically. 

"Keep spreading the balm until she cums. Otherwise, I'll turn her around on this table and fuck her pussy until she does so... it's up to you, Toy."

"Oh nooooo..." Bella moaned again as Alex's fingers moved inside of her. She didn't know what she was saying no to. Both scenarios. Part of her felt guilty, wanting to escape being raped by the Wolf while the Wolf had already fucked Alex. Better to cum on Alex's fingers... but she didn't want to do either.

It was too humiliating, held spread open on the dinner table before a crowd, her pussy being fingered by her friend, her nipples and breasts squeezed and pulled by the Wolf. And yet... Alex was too good at pleasuring a woman for her body to resist. Her euphoria at the cessation of pain, the tingling of her breasts in the Wolf's hands, Alex's clever fingers, and even the plug in her bottom which had awakened nerves she hadn't known existed, were just too much for her.

Bella's hips lifted, her legs still held in a firmly spread position by the two men, her moans filling the room from the dais. The room was mostly hushed, watching, waiting to see if the men could coax a climax from her unwilling body. 

"Oh no..." she whispered, her breath coming out in a gush as Alex's thumb brushed over her clit. The little nub was swollen, aching. The sound of his fingers pushing in and out of her sloppy pussy filled her ears, as did the harsh breathing of the Wolf. Looking up, she met his startling green eyes in that handsome face, which was so at odds with what she thought he should look like. Cold, green eyes. Lustful, but cold. 

He squeezed her nipples tightly and she writhed. Alex's thumb pressed against her clit and it was like a switch had been flipped in her body.

"No, no, no, no, no pleeeeeeeeeeeease nooooooo!"

It felt as though her lower body was on fire again, but this time a good kind. Her asshole tightened around the plug in it, the full sensation and the way it jerked inside of her enhanced the pleasure that began to ripple outwards from her pussy. Alex's fingers plunged inside of her, his thumb rubbing little circles directly against her clit and she tugged at the Wolf's grip on her wrists, her legs trying to kick as the ecstasy overwhelmed her.

The men all held her in place, forcing her to remain spread, forcing her to ride out the entire orgasm, until she shuddered and slumped. Only then did Alex remove his fingers from her, unable to look at her.

Shame filled her, even as the cheers from the room filled her ears. Damn them. And damn her body for making it possible. 

The men holding her legs brought them down, bringing her back upright. She swayed slightly. But at least her pussy felt better. The lips were no longer so swollen and when she peeked down, they still looked puffy but they were pink instead of red. Whatever had been in that balm, it had been high quality, and she was greatly relieved. Shame was better than pain, right?

Slowly the cheers died down, everyone's attention still on the dais, and Bella felt like the back of her neck was prickling, all the little hairs standing up. Whatever the Wolf had planned, he wasn't done yet.

"I think Toy did a very good job, don't you?" More cheering. "I believe he's earned his dinner for taking such good care of Pet. Of course, Pet still has to earn hers." 



Taken by the Wolf Ch. 07



Seeing the way Bella's cheeks paled at the Wolf's pronouncement that she still had yet to earn her dinner, Alex had to squelch down the urge to leap across the table at the man. For one, Alex was still guarded. And there were a lot more men on the other side of the table, not to mention Trish. Jordan had pulled down the top of her dress completely and was openly fondling her breasts, tugging at the little pink nipples. She sat there, red-eyed, obviously unhappy, but compliant. Because what else was she supposed to do?

Alex knew how she felt. His helplessness was making him crazy. Although, at least Bella's pussy no longer looked so raw. Knowing that she felt better, that he'd at least made part of her situation more tenable, was a small sop to his pride. 

The men holding him turned him outward, so that he was facing the crowd. The little ring around his cock and balls was still snug, but not uncomfortably so. His cock had hardened just a little while he'd been fingering Bella; he hadn't been able to help it. She was so tight, so soft, and so damn beautiful when she came. Even if she hadn't wanted to, it's not like he could just stand by and let her be raped by that sadistic bastard. Not if he could help it.

He growled as they pushed him to his knees, knowing that whatever was about to happen, he was going to have to watch. Men brought Bella up to stand beside them and three men stepped forward in front of the dais, looking up at them eagerly. Alex's eyes darted around the room, but he couldn't see a clear line of escape even if he knew what lay outside the doors. 

A rough hand grabbed his hair and Alex growled again, stilling slightly as he realized the Wolf had come around to their side of the table and was the one holding his hand. Since he was about to announce whatever it was Bella had to do to earn her dinner, Alex was going to try his hardest not to do anything to make it worse. Just like she had asked him to. 

"Pet... these men have done particularly good work for me today and I think they've earned a reward. You're going to provide them with that... with your mouth."

Bella moaned and whimpered as the men on either side of her pulled her forward and down the dais, pushing her to her knees in front of the man to the far left. He grinned at her, reaching out with one hand to grab her hair and the other to loosen his pants. Seeing the way he was holding her, Alex tried to stand, to move forward to help her somehow -- he didn't know how -- only to be stopped by the grip on his hair. Instinctively he reached out to hit the Wolf, and then every muscle in his body seized up as a painful electrical current ran through him.

Even his lungs seized so that he couldn't cry out, couldn't shout, couldn't even curse. 

Just as suddenly, it released him and he fell forward on all fours. His hearing returned in a rush, the sound of the crowd cheering and laughing, the wet sloppy sounds of a cock being sucked, and a slight buzzing that seemed to be coming from somewhere inside his head. Every muscle quivered as he gasped for air, the shock fading to a tingling pain that was pricking him, slowly fading. 

"Bad Toy," the Wolf's voice rumbled, low and close, right in his ear. Alex realized that the man was crouching next to him, close enough to grab if he could get his muscles to cooperate. If he didn't get hit with that electrical energy again. Fingers ran along the back of his neck down to his collar. "Did you think this was just for decoration? No... men like you... you need to be shown from the beginning who's in charge. You act and sometimes you don't think. You don't think about what I might do to you. Or what I might make Pet do. And so things like this collar..." The finger hooked around the back and pulled slightly, enough to cut off some of his air and Alex jerked backwards a bit. "This collar ensures that until you learn to start thinking before you act, I won't have to worry about your behavior."

No, he wouldn't. Alex felt another surge of rage and helplessness run through him. But what else could he do? He looked up. 

The man who was being serviced by Bella had turned her to the side, so that the crowd could see as he stuffed his cock down her throat. Her hands were on his thighs, tears trickling down her cheeks, as the man fucked her mouth roughly. 

"Stop it... stop them..." he gritted out. "Just stop it."

"You can save her," the Wolf said. "All you have to do is take her place."

******

Bella hated being grateful for anything Dr. Margolis had done to her, but as the soldier fucked her mouth with deep, rough strokes, shoving his cock in to the root before pulling it back out again, she was very grateful for the gel he'd given her that killed her gag reflex. Otherwise she'd probably have had to throw up by now; he was using her roughly and with absolutely no concern for her other than ensuring she didn't pass out. She sucked in breath every time he pulled out of her throat, breathing through her nose frantically. Her pussy was still tingling a bit from the orgasm she'd had at Alex's fingertips, but she did her best to ignore it as unimportant. 

The worst part was that this was the soldier who had seemed so nice, the one that had been encouraging when he'd helped her to the room and away from Dr. Margolis. And now he was groaning with pleasure as he raped her mouth, the head of his cock bruising the back of her throat. She could hear the crowd's pleasure at watching, the men who said they hoped to try her out sometime soon, the women who wondered if she was as good a pussy-licker as she was a cock-sucker.

And it slowly faded to just general noise as tears streamed down her face and she concentrated on breathing in between the rough thrusts. 

"Aaaaaaaaaah fuck!" The soldier threw his head back, his grip tightening on her hair as he pulled her against his crotch. Her lips pressed against his hairy groin, the head of his cock lodged in her throat. Something warm and liquid spurted and her throat worked convulsively, sucking it down into her stomach without being able to taste it because he was so deeply in her mouth. 

The cum settled in her stomach, making her nauseous with the warmth that was there. 

When he pulled away she moaned and gasped for breath before finding herself being spun around on her knees. 

"My turn," the man said, grinning down at her. Bella blinked up at him, she could barely see him through the tears that were clinging to her lashes. Her throat was raw, sore, and she whimpered. 

"Wait." The Wolf's voice rang out from the dais and Bella's heart rose in uncertain hope. She looked over, to see him standing next to Alex, who was kneeling beside him. The expression on Alex's face was one of uncertainty. The Wolf looked down at the man kneeling beside him. "Toy, would you like to take over for Pet?"

Oh no... Bella tried to speak, but her mouth was too dry. She couldn't allow Alex to protect her at the expense of himself, could she? But she could see him steeling himself to answer in the affirmative. 

"Apparently not," the Wolf said, nodding his head at the man standing beside her. "Take her."

"NO!" Alex shouted as the second man grabbed her hair and turned her to face his crotch, where his thick cock was standing out, already aiming for her lips. "I'll do it, I'll take her place!"

"You'll get another chance, and perhaps you won't take so long about your decision," said the Wolf, sounding bored. "Pet, suck him."

"And you're going to have to do a bit more of the work," the man said, bringing her lips to the head of his cock. "Lick it."

Just do it and get it over with, she told herself. Part of her felt devastated that Alex felt the need to debase himself to take her place and protect her, another part felt even more despairing that he hadn't done so in enough time to save her from this. Swallowing to renew the moisture in her mouth, she took a deep breath and licked the swollen crown of the man's cock. 

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 seemed to fill her mouth as she licked all around the fat head and down the length of his shaft as he moved her head and dick around to his satisfaction. There was almost something hypnotic about it, and the sounds of the crowd seemed to merge into a constant buzz that filled her ears but didn't make any sense. She preferred it that way. 

"Good," the man said, his voice standing 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 little nipple began to harden as he rubbed his thumb over it and Bella was almost surprised to find 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. Immediately 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 almost 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 about it. 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 cum. If she continued to be slow, reluctant, it would only extend the proceedings. 

Ignoring the people watching, ignoring the picture that she must look as she began to bob her head up and down his shaft, sucking hard, she just focused on getting him to cum. Who cared if it looked like she was participating? As long as she could get this over with!

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 that he was getting close to cumming 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. Shouting his pleasure, he continued thrusting as his cock began to pulse. Bella did gag now, as the bitter-sweet 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 had no inclination to bury himself completely while he came, and her mouth was filled with salty fluid as she struggled to swallow.

Little drops leaked out of her lips, dribbling 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 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 almost immediately, but it meant she was forced to swallow every drop of his cum still in her mouth. Very little had found its way down her chin.

Bella wasn't even 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, moving towards the third man without even saying anything. His fists were clenched 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 somehow 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. 

******

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 putting his cock into Alex's mouth. He had obviously been excited by the show and was eager for his own turn. 

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

He didn't resist, but neither did he participate. 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 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 his shame, all the Wolf seemed to require was that she watch Alex take her place. He really wished that she wouldn't. The Wolf had her sitting beside him, her head leaning against his leg so that he could stroke her hair as if she truly was a pet. So that she had to watch. But that was better than some of the alternatives.

Closing his eyes, Alex tried to forget where he was. The man fucking his mouth didn't seem to require any effort from him. When the head of his 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 to be honest, Alex had thought that it might just be a natural talent of hers - and had felt even more aroused by the idea, although 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 that Nurse Roche had made him swallow must have something to do with it. It was the only thing he could think of. 

While it was a relief that he wasn't going to 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 was shoved into it, again and again. 

And he was glad that he'd kept Bella from having to do this. That he'd managed to intervene in time, this time. 

The man shoved deep, suddenly, 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 of his mouth and jets of cum spattered across his face.

The crowd cheered as he took another two spurts in the face, the white, sticky fluid dripping down onto his chest. He reached up to wipe it away.

"Stop. Hold still, Toy." The Wolf's voice rang out from the dais and Alex dropped his hand, gritting his teeth. The feel of the warm cum on his skin only emphasized his humiliation. His throat burned from rough usage and he wondered how Bella had managed to get through two of the men. "Pet, go clean Toy off with that sweet mouth of yours. And crawl."

Alex tried not to look as Bella crawled towards him, her brown hair hanging down on either side of her face, not quite long enough to cover the swaying breasts underneath her body. She was unconsciously seductive and it made him want to cover her up so that no one else could see; he doubted she even realized how many of the men and women in the room were salivating just from watching her crawl. Those on the dais with the Wolf stared with appreciation at the view from behind.

Since he was completely naked, it's not like he could hide any arousal. He focused on the cum that was on his face and chest, the soreness of his throat, and his anger at everyone around them. All the people who were watching, who were allowing this to happen and not even trying to stop the Wolf. Did any of them even think it was wrong? Or were they just cattle, following the Wolf's lead?

When Bella reached him, he gave her a little smile and mouthed 'I'm sorry.'

'Me too,' she mouthed back, before gently placing her hands on his shoulders and leaning forward to lick his chest with her soft, pink tongue. 

A shudder went through him at the touch of her hands and mouth, the way her tongue lapped and tickled his skin. He felt his balls tighten and his cock surge slightly as she dragged her tongue over his nipple, cleaning the cum from it. The tiny bud hardened and Alex gritted his teeth as he tried to imagine whatever he needed in order to keep from becoming erect.

It was easier when she reached his face, licking him clean. Until her breasts brushed against his chest. 

By the time she was finished, his dick was at half-mast, although at least he'd managed to keep from becoming entirely hard. They both looked up at the Wolf, Bella first and then Alex's gaze following hers, waiting for their next order. Alex's fists tightened as he realized it. 

The Wolf smiled at them. It was obvious that he was hard, his cock making an impressive tent in his pants, but he just nodded and waved at someone on the side of the room. Suddenly the focus of the room changed, no longer trained on them; everyone knew the entertainment was over.

Bella and Alex found themselves seated on the floor of the dais, in front of the table and in full view of the room as they ate, but neither of them cared that they didn't have true seats or that everyone could see them. They didn't talk to each other, neither of them knowing what to say or whether or not their position would mean that the entire room would hear.

Both of them sat, consumed with their own thoughts - although they didn't know that they were thinking the same thing. They worried about the Wolf's restraint, his decision not to indulge himself, and what that might mean for the rest of their evening.



Taken by the Wolf Ch. 08



To Alex and Bella's surprise, after they ate they were both escorted back out of the room, this time by new soldier. Alex supposed they must be the night guard. One of them caught him eyeing them and smirked, giving a meaningful look at his collar. He understood the message: they had the same control over its effects that the Wolf had. It was something to keep in mind.

He knew that Bella didn't agree with him about trying to escape, but he kept thinking that there had to be a way. If only they'd been able to talk to Trish at some point... but she'd been kept firmly planted on Jordan's lap throughout the entire dinner and when they'd left, she'd still been there. Alex wasn't sure how to deal with that little wrinkle, because he knew that neither he nor Bella would feel right about escaping and leaving someone behind.

Although, when it came down to it, if he had to make the decision then he would. Hell, if he had to knock Bella out when the time came, he would. That might not be a bad idea anyway; he wasn't entirely sure how deep Dr. Margolis and Nurse Roche had planted the trackers, but he didn't think it would be as easy to get them out as it was to put them in. 

As these thoughts whirred through his head, he tried to pay attention to the hallways they were going through. They seemed to be returning to the bedroom, following the same route that they'd taken to get to the large hall. His supposition was confirmed when they were shown back into the room. 

So he knew where the bedroom they were being kept in was in relation to the main hall. At least that was something.

******

Bella lay curled up on her side, wrapped in her sheet, watching Alex pace the room. He tugged at the collar around his neck a couple of times, irritably. Neither action was anything new, he'd been doing both for a while now. When they'd first gotten back to the room, she'd tried to take the collar off at his request, a useless exercise that had resulted in both of them receiving a sharp, electrical shock. Nothing debilitating, it was like a very strong static build up that stung her fingers, but it wasn't something either of them wanted to repeat immediately.

After that, Alex had sat on the bed with her for a bit, just holding her, but she could almost hear him thinking and then eventually he'd gotten up to pace. And mutter. And pace some more. She knew he was still thinking of escape.

Part of her wished that he did come up with a viable plan, although she couldn't help thinking of everything that could go wrong too... and the repercussions that would come with it. 

"Maybe we could cut it off," she said, watching him tug at the collar again.

"What?"

She gestured to her neck. "Maybe we could try to cut it off."

Alex shook his head. "I think the Wolf, and maybe even some of his men, have a remote that controls the current in it. If we can just get our hands on one of the remotes, we can turn it off and it should be easy to take off."

"How do you know that?"

"The Wolf ah... used it on me earlier this evening," Alex said, not looking at her. Bella felt chilled. Had Alex tried to do something even before the Wolf had given him the option of taking her place? And been punished for it? 

She would have never known if he hadn't told her.

And yet, his pacing suddenly reminded her of the animals that they'd seen at the zoo when they'd first arrived on earth. Majestic beasts that had been caged and yearned to run free, that paced the walls of their cage just like he was doing now. Bella knew that eventually they'd be freed and she held to that thought; she would do whatever it took to survive to that day. 

Would Alex? He seemed so intent on escape, on being the author of his own freedom. But what if they couldn't escape? He was so strong. She knew that he thought her fear of trying to escape made her weak, but she suddenly wondered if she might be better equipped for this situation than him. Bella could bend, she could adapt... but if Alex couldn't escape, would his strength mean that he'd break before he bent?

******

There wasn't much to do in the room. Alex paced. Bella watched him. Eventually she brought up Ken and Lisa and their families, wondering if anyone realized they were missing yet. It hit Alex in the gut that they had probably been missing for about twenty four hours now... and in such a short space of time his world had turned on its head. 

He'd broken up with his long-term girlfriend, been kidnapped, been raped by an infamous criminal, been forced to have sex with one of his friends - and now that he'd seen her as a sexual object, he was having a hard time unseeing her. Bella was beautiful. Even with her pink-rimmed eyes, slightly swollen from all the crying she'd done, wrapped up in a sheet, and exhausted, she was gorgeous. And he had to wonder what was wrong with him to even notice, given the situation.

At least the ring around his cock and balls wasn't too tight, even when he started to stiffen he could still go quickly down again by thinking about something else. 

Eventually he lay down on the bed on his back and Bella scooted up to lay near him. Offering out his arm, she snuggled immediately into the crook of it, her body pressed against his. The sheet over her did nothing to reduce the effect of the warmth of her body or her soft curves, and he gritted his teeth as he willed his dick to stay down. Bella didn't need to deal with that kind of shit from him, considering everything else they were going through. He didn't want her to have to worry about him, just because he didn't have his physical responses under control. 

Fortunately she didn't seem to notice, or if she did, she trusted him. She stayed snugged up against him and sighed with happiness. The tension seeped out of her body.

Laying there, he didn't feel tired but he must have fallen asleep because the next thing he knew his wrists and ankles had something being wrapped around them and Bella was being pulled away. Alex came awake with a curse and a surge of movement, trying to grab at Bella and lash out at whoever was touching them at the same time.

Laughter surrounded them from every side as they were pulled apart on the huge bed, Alex's wrists and ankles attached to the head and foot boards despite his struggles. He was too swamped by sleepy confusion to be able to effectively fight back. Secured to the bed, he turned to see Bella also struggling, against the Wolf and a woman in uniform. They attached her wrists and ankles to the bed as well, with one key difference - her legs were spread. 

"Leave her alone," he snarled as Bella slumped in her bonds, looking up at the Wolf with wide, fearful eyes. The sheet was gone now and she was completely and gloriously naked, spread out like an erotic feast for the senses.

"Gag him," the Wolf said, not even looking up from his scrutiny of Bella's lush curves. Alex snarled again, but was forced to open his mouth when one of the soldiers held his nose and cut off his air to get the gag in. Jerking his head around did nothing but get his hair pulled. Once the gag was in his mouth, his head was released and he was able to look back to see the Wolf fondling Bella's breasts. 

But those bright green eyes were looking straight back at him. Waiting for his reaction. 

And that was the only reason Alex managed to hold still instead of straining uselessly against his restraints again. Instead he glared back, knowing that he didn't look at all threatening when he was tied up and gagged, but putting all of his fury and frustration into his gaze anyway. All he could think was - just give me five minutes, loose and able to fight...

It was as if the Wolf knew exactly what he was thinking, and the older man grinned as he squeezed Bella's breasts a little harder. She whimpered and Alex growled into his gag, tugging once again at the restraints... just to check. 

"Leave us," the Wolf said and Alex became aware of the others in the room again. They all looked disappointed at the order, but they left. 

The dynamic in the room changed immediately, feeling both more intense and somehow slightly more dangerous. Which made no sense at all, shouldn't the presence of multiple people be more intimidating? But this was the first time they'd been completely alone with the Wolf, a man known for his unpredictability, with no audience... would it turn out that the audience spurred him or helped to restrict him? 

His very presence seemed to dominate the room as he loomed over them, his hands on Bella's breasts, pinching at her tight pink nipples. Alex couldn't watch, so he looked away.

"Bad Toy," the Wolf said, his voice silkily threatening. "You have to watch... or I'll hurt her."

Alex's head whipped back around just in time to see the Wolf's hand come down hard between Bella's legs. She let out a loud cry, her hips jerking. There was no way she could have protected herself, with her legs cuffed and spread, and even though Alex didn't want to play more of the Wolf's games tonight, he knew that he wouldn't look away again. Because the Wolf might be unpredictable, but Alex felt completely sure that he would follow through on any threat like that. 

******

The throbbing sting of her pussy awakened the unhappy nerves. The salve Alex had spread on her before dinner had done a remarkable job of soothing the soreness, both inside and out, but that entire area remained very sensitive. 

The strangest part was that the Wolf didn't seem to be paying much attention to her, even as he fondled her breast and pulled at her nipples - awakening more unwelcome sensations in her groin. He was staring straight at Alex. And from the corner of her eye, she could see Alex glaring back. Watching, because if he didn't the Wolf would hurt her again.

Bella quivered with fear. It was all too easy to imagine how she could quickly become a tool, rather than a "pet," used to prod Alex. The Wolf seemed to be enjoying the dynamic between then two of them, perhaps especially because they weren't a romantic couple. She was sure it made things more interesting, that they weren't a couple and had actually been involved in other relationships, which had just ended... She got the impression that the Wolf was as aroused by messing with their heads as he was messing with their bodies.

Focusing his attention on her sensitive nipples, he lowered his head and took one into his mouth. Bella fought back a moan, biting her lip, hating that it still felt good even though she didn't want it. The entire time, the Wolf kept staring at Alex. 

She turned her head away from Alex, not wanting him to see if even the smallest flash of pleasure crossed her face. Not wanting him to see her humiliation at being fondled and played with just to get to him. Was the Wolf even sexually interested in her? she suddenly wondered, or was he only interested in her in how she related to Alex? She truly wasn't sure.

Feeling Alex's eyes on her made her skin tingle. She felt ashamed that he was watching, and yet at the same time slightly comforted by his presence. Even though he couldn't do anything. Maybe it was just because at least she wasn't going through this alone. 

The Wolf's hands left her and she looked up, frightened of what might happen next.

He began stripping. Not looking at either of them, as if they weren't in the room at all, as if he hadn't just been touching Bella. And Bella couldn't help looking at him as he took off each piece of clothing and kicked it into the corner. Even though he was older, he was still impressively muscled with scars on his chest and back, one large one on his thigh, and what looked like an old burn on the back of his hip. This was not a man who had sat back while his men did all the dirty work; it was obvious that he'd seen action.

Bella couldn't help but stare, fascinated by the markings all over his body. It was unusual for anyone on the Moon to have any kind of scars; very few people were ever hurt, and even when they were injured they always had the scars removed. Imperfections were looked down on, no one would casually wear them the way the Wolf did. And yet, somehow, it added to that charismatic appeal that he exuded, the utter confidence with which he shucked off his clothes and showed them his body. 

Once he was completely naked, his erection jutting out from the thatch of hair at his groin, he turned his attention back to the bed, his green eyes glittering almost malevolently. All of his attention on Bella. And she immediately wished that it wasn't. He did glance at Alex, as if to make sure that he was watching, and then the Wolf climbed onto the bed between her legs. 

She shuddered, automatically trying to curl in on herself protectively, but was unable to. 

"Pretty Pet," the Wolf murmured, stroking the insides of her thighs, squeezing the flesh slightly in between the caresses of his fingers. "Pretty pet has such a pretty pussy now... Look at all this pretty pink flesh... and this big fat plug underneath."

As the plug in her bottom was twisted, awakening nerves that she'd almost forgotten about, Bella squirmed uncomfortably. With the Wolf playing with the toy, it felt almost like she had to go to the bathroom. 

"Is this the biggest thing you've ever had in your asshole, Pet?" he asked, staring her down with those predatory green eyes. Bella felt her own eyes spark with tears. She could hear the low growl of Alex's unhappiness behind his gag.

There was no point in not answering the Wolf's question. All he wanted was information. Even if it was embarrassing information, that was better than a multitude of other things.

"Yes," she whispered. And then cried out as the Wolf pulled, the fattest part of the plug forcing its way past her tight sphincter before it tapered off. The sensation of being completely empty was a relief. More worrying was wondering if the Wolf was going to force his cock into her virgin asshole in place of it.

To her shock, he didn't evince any immediate interest in the hole that had just been stretched and emptied. Tossing the plug to the side, he knelt over her, leaning over to suck at her nipples while he played with her breasts. Bella shivered as his hands kneaded her soft flesh, hating her sensitive nipples as they were pinched, tugged, sucked and nibbled. The Wolf took his time, seeming to enjoy just playing with the sensitive mounds. Occasionally he would pause to look at Alex, and every time Alex must have been watching because the Wolf would go right back to enjoying her breasts rather than hurting her. 

Wetness began to grow between her thighs, even as she tried to ignore the pleasurable sensations. The breaks between the Wolf's toying with her breasts, as well as his increased attentions now, were taking their toll on her control over her body's responses. It felt good. Demoralizing how the Wolf could do this to her, over and over again apparently, but even that didn't stop her pussy from wettening. 

As if he could read her thoughts, one of his hands slipped down between her legs and began to stroke the soft folds of her pussy. Bella didn't even realize she'd moaned until she heard the sound echoing in her ears. The Wolf chuckled, obviously pleased and she closed her eyes as her face flushed bright red. 

"Such a nice, wet pussy," the Wolf murmured, loudly enough that Alex couldn't miss the words or the implication. 

Bella gasped as a finger thrust inside of her, his thumb sweeping over her clit at the same time. Her hips jerked upwards in response as the Wolf pulled away, moving himself down her body. Then he lowered his mouth to her spread core, sliding his finger back out of her pussy and pressing it into her anus as his tongue licked up the center of her folds. 

The finger didn't hurt, although her asshole was sore it had been stretched enough by the plug that the Wolf's thick finger and knuckles only felt strange, not painful. It might have helped that he was very skillfully eating her pussy, creating a surge of pleasure in that receptive area. Nooooooo, Bella wailed in her mind, but she clenched her jaw against the word, knowing it wouldn't change anything and not wanting to give the Wolf any extra satisfaction or distress Alex any further.

She could hear the sloppy wetness increasing as the Wolf continued to lick and suck on her folds, teasing her clit so that her muscles tensed and spasmed with need. A need that she was determined to ignore. When she looked down at the Wolf, trying to fight her body's response by watching exactly who was creating the sensations, she was more than a little disturbed to see that his attention had returned to Alex.

And she didn't dare look at the man next to her. Her breath caught in her throat as she realized that the Wolf was just watching, almost daring Alex to look away so that the Wolf could punish Bella for it. Even her fear didn't stem her arousal as the Wolf's tongue thrust inside of her and then licked up to her clit before sliding back down to fuck her with it again. 

When he pulled away again, she almost whined. Her entire pussy was tingling, buzzing with the need for satisfaction, even as fear flashed through her again. Both nipples were standing out on her chest, hard and tight, even though he hadn't touched them since he'd lowered his mouth between her legs. Bella hated how visible her arousal was, from those tight pink nubbins to the glossiness of the Wolf's lips and chin, which were coated with her juices. 

Wiping his mouth with his hand, the Wolf casually reached over and spread the juices over Alex's upper lip and the gag. Bella looked away, not wanting to see Alex's expression at her body's betrayal. 

"Doesn't Pet smell good?" the Wolf asked, grinning down at Alex. "She tastes good too. Maybe I'll let you try sometime."

The sudden image of Alex between her thighs with his mouth on her made Bella shiver and clench. It was something Ken hadn't done very often when they'd been together - which might be why she'd had such trouble resisting the sensations the Wolf had elicited. 

Looking up, she saw the Wolf raising his eyebrow, watching her reaction and her entire body flushed.

"Oh my, Toy," the man purred, putting his thumb about a centimeter above her clit and rubbing in a slow circle. She didn't know if he was doing that because he didn't know exactly where her clitoris was located, or because he knew it would be maddeningly teasing. Not that she wanted him to touch her there... not really... "I think Pet likes that idea. Or maybe she just wants to get back at that cheating boyfriend of hers, what do you think?"

There wasn't any response to that, but Bella knew that Alex had looked away when the Wolf's hand came down hard on her pussy again. Her clit was so tormented by having been teased that it almost felt good to have direct contact and she cursed inwardly even as she prayed that Alex wouldn't look away again. Hearing him make an incoherent noise beside her, she knew that the Wolf's abuse of her tender flesh had angered Alex. And she didn't know whether that made her feel better or worse.

The Wolf stared at Alex, and Bella turned her head away, as he lined up his cock with the entrance of her body. It felt like her entire body was trembling non-stop now... this was it, the Wolf was really going to fuck her. And he was going to force Alex to watch while he did it.

The hard, thick crown of his cock nudged into the entrance of her body, not quite roughly but not gently either. Bella couldn't stifle the whimper that worked its way up out of her throat. Despite the salve that Alex had spread on her, she wasn't quite prepared for this. It wasn't like she'd had a lot of sexual partners, and add to the fact that her body had never been invaded, tortured and used the way it had been today, and her pussy already felt used and abused. 




Taken by the Wolf Ch. 08



The slickness that had come while the Wolf had played with her wasn't quite enough to make for an easy entry, and she whimpered and squirmed, tears sparking at her eyes as he began to rock his hips back and forth, thrusting a little deeper each time. The low, guttural groans of pleasure he made sickened her, even though she knew they were as much for Alex's benefit as anything else. She could feel the mattress beneath her moving as Alex pulled at his restraints.

There was nothing she could do but lay there as the Wolf shoved his cock in deep, whimpering as she felt her body splitting apart from how large he was. Just as big as Alex, just as hard, and just as hot inside of her. The weight of him rested against her lower body as he looked over at Alex, triumphant and fully buried inside of her.

Then he began to move.

The friction felt horribly good, especially as he angled himself so that his groin rasped against her swollen clit with every thrust. He was taking his time, with long smooth strokes in and out of her body that made her sensitive nerve endings tingle. If he hadn't eaten her out beforehand, hadn't teased her, she would have been alright. But her pussy was much more sensitive than usual and with her rectum emptied of the plug there was nothing to distract from the thick cock that was filling her over and over again. 

"Noooooo..." Bella moaned, not at the Wolf - because that would have been useless - but at herself. 

She writhed beneath him, trying to move away, trying to angle her body so that he didn't hit all the right spots, but the restraints were too tight and his weight was too heavy.

"That's it, Pet," he murmured into her ear, softly enough that Bella was sure Alex couldn't quite hear what he was saying. Another form of mental torment probably. "It feels good doesn't it? You're so tight around my cock, I can feel how much you like it every time I do... this..."

And the head of his cock ran over her g-spot right before his body pressed against her clit and Bella arched beneath him, hating herself for the involuntary response. It did feel good. Not that she would admit it. 

But even she could hear her breathing picking up, turning into rhythmic panting as he fucked her, raped her, pleasured her against her will. All the while, constantly checking to make sure Alex was watching.

******

Even if he wanted to look away now, Alex wasn't sure that he could. Although the Wolf's demand gave him unhappy permission to watch. Could he have truly looked away and just listened to the sounds of Bella's rape if he'd been given the choice? 

If he could look away, would his cock not react?

He was half-hard from looking at her naked body and smelling her juices that the Wolf had smeared under his nose, half-hard from hearing her sexy little moans and knowing that she was aroused. It wasn't too hard to tell what made her uncomfortable and what made her feel good; Bella was an open book. Which only made her easy prey for the Wolf.

Alex didn't blame her; it was obvious that the Wolf was practiced in pleasuring a woman, that he knew exactly what to do, what to look for, and could exploit that to the extreme. What he hated was his reaction to watching it. The cock ring gripped him tightly as he struggled to keep his mind on his anger, his rage, rather than the stunning sight of Bella writhing on the edge of orgasm. 

The Wolf's green eyes bored into his own, arrogantly triumphant, taunting him for his helplessness. 

The man groaned with pleasure often as his cock sank into Bella's body with a hot, wet sound. The masculine groans grated on Alex's nerves, rousing his fury every time. By now he would have thought that he'd be past being prodded, but the Wolf kept finding new ways to anger him, and forcing Bella to pleasure was definitely one of them.

Watching every thrust, every grinding movement of the Wolf's body against hers was utter torture. Especially as Bella began to whisper "no, no, no" even while her body spasmed and convulsed. Alex knew that she was fighting herself, a battle that he watched her lose as her back arched, thrusting her breasts up to rub against the Wolf's chest while she cried out. 

Tears trickled down her cheeks as she squirmed and moaned, the noises making his cock finally stand fully at attention. Alex watched as she came, achingly beautiful and seductive in her pleasure.

The Wolf rode out her orgasm, allowing her to ride the full wave of her pleasure. And, as soon as it was done, he began to pound into her, hard and merciless.

Alex found himself fighting his restraints again as Bella cried out, this time in obvious discomfort and pain as the Wolf slammed into her body. No longer watching Alex's reaction, no longer trying to make Bella's body betray itself, the Wolf wasn't interested in anything but his own pleasure. His groans were much quieter, much more natural as he pummeled Bella's pink pussy, turning pinker by the minute as the Wolf's body slapped it.

He could see her thighs quivering as she tried to close her legs against the assault, her head shaking back and forth, and then her back arched upwards again, a final ditch attempt to pull away. The Wolf grimaced as he threw back his head, groaning loudly; his hips were pressed against Bella's body and Alex knew that the man was cumming.

Bella was slumped beneath him, breathing heavily, tears still on her cheeks as she let out a little moan of relief. Alex could practically hear his pulse pounding in his ears.

When the Wolf looked over at him, he glared, and then flushed as the Wolf's gaze lowered to his erect cock. Still planted firmly inside Bella, the Wolf laughed.

"It looks as though Toy enjoyed the show, Pet. Good job."

She made a little mewling sound and didn't look at Alex. Alex hoped she realized it was mostly the effect of the cock ring, which wouldn't allow his dick to deflate once he was aroused by anything, and that he hadn't been aroused by watching the majority of what just happened. He was just aroused by her. 

The Wolf put his weight on one arm, his body still over and inside Bella's, and reached over to take Alex's cock in his hand. There was nothing Alex could do as the Wolf pumped him, hard and long, his thumb expertly sweeping over the weeping slit in the tip. It felt incredible. Alex groaned against the gag as his body shuddered, releasing jets of white cum up onto his chest. 

FUCK.

His cock jerked in the Wolf's hand with the last few spurts of cum. 

Shamed, Alex looked away. Hating that he'd cum by the man's hand while he was still inside Bella. 

The Wolf grunted his satisfaction and Alex could hear him moving around. He left the cum drying on Alex's chest and stomach, but the chains on his restraints were loosened enough that he could bend his elbows enough to rest his head and sleep. The Wolf also removed his gag. Maybe he should feel grateful for that, but mostly he just felt sick and angry. He didn't say anything though, just worked his jaw with some relief that the thing was out.

He watched as Bella was released from her restraints entirely and then pulled up with her back against the Wolf's front, a heavy arm around her waist. The Wolf slapped the wall next to the bed and a panel opened. When he hit one of the buttons, the lights immediately went out, leaving them in blackness. 

Alex knew that Bella and the Wolf were close by, but he couldn't see them anymore. There was nothing more he could do now except try to rest and save his strength for when he had a better plan. He wondered if the Wolf would leave Bella unrestrained every night. If he did, maybe Alex could use that eventually. And he'd need to learn what each of those buttons in the panel did.

His mind was whirling with plans again, maybe purposefully to keep him from thinking about what he and Bella had been through, but his exhausted body sucked him down into sleep anyway.



Taken by the Wolf Ch. 09



When Bella woke the next morning, she and Alex were alone in the room and he was still asleep. She'd spent a rather troubled night, trying to fall asleep with the Wolf's big body around her. Whereas being held in Alex's arms made her feel secure and comfortable, having the Wolf wrapped around her was like being held by... well by a wolf. One that seemed to have decided not to eat her yet, but she wasn't sure when she might be its next meal. 

Which only reminded her of how he HAD eaten her last night.

Bella shuddered and forced her mind away from that. Looking over at Alex, she could see that the restraints had been removed from his wrists and ankles, just like her and she wondered when that had happened. Had the Wolf done it, or had others been in here? It disturbed her to think that she'd slept through the Wolf's exit from the room, no matter how exhausted she'd been. 

"Alex," she whispered, reaching out to touch his arm. "Alex, wake up."

He came to with a jerk, and she snatched her hand back just in case. Brown eyes looked around the room warily before coming to rest on her and softening. He blinked a couple of times and seemed to realize he was free. Immediately he reached out to touch her and then his hand stalled, unsure of its reception. 

"Are you okay?" he asked, worriedly.

She felt her heart go out to him. Poor Alex. There was definitely something of an ancient knight in his soul, a protector, and he was unable to protect her right now - the few times that he had been able to had been when the Wolf wanted to play some kind of twisted game. And every time, it had been an assault on Alex's pride. Yet his first thought was still for her, not for himself.

"I'm fine," she said, which was mostly true. Her pussy ached a little bit, but a night of rest had helped. Truthfully, she'd been more than a bit worried what the Wolf might want with her in the morning; it was a relief that he wasn't even here, but also rather worrisome. The man's unpredictability was definitely anxiety-inducing. "Are you okay?"

Alex's face hardened for a moment and then softened again. "I'm fine sweetheart, you don't need to worry about me." He reached out and pulled her into his arms. She snuggled in immediately, the sheets still between them. Flaking dried bits of his cum was still clinging to his chest, but she didn't care. Just having him hold her felt nice. Reassuring, which she needed even if it was false reassurance. 

They were only like that for a few minutes when the door opened. Bella's entire body tensed and she looked up to see Jordan entering the room, holding Trish's hand and pulling the petite young woman along with him. Today she was dressed in a white dress that made her look especially young and innocent and her long, white-blonde hair was hanging loose down her back and over her shoulders. She looked at Bella and Alex with wide eyes, but she didn't seem unduly frightened or anxious, which helped Bella to relax just a little bit. 

"Up," said Jordan. He was the same as he'd been yesterday; curt, mercenary and intimidating. 

Surprisingly, Alex got up fairly quickly, although as he positioned himself between Bella and Jordan, she realized that he hadn't been doing it out of obedience. Unlike her, he hadn't relaxed at all; his back muscles were tensed and his hands were fisted at his sides. Bella couldn't see his face, but she was sure his expression was anything but cooperative. Slowly she slid off the bed behind him, nervous about the rising tension that was in the air.

Jordan just laughed. "Go ahead and try something, boy," he drawled, deliberately insulting. "I don't need that collar to keep you in line."

Reaching out, Bella touched the back of Alex's shoulder. She felt him flinch, but that soft touch seemed to recall him to himself. Glancing over his shoulder, he looked down at her, his face hard and set. Looking pleadingly back up at him, Bella tried to put her desire for him to relax into her eyes. 

"She's smarter than you, you know," Jordan said, obviously amused by the interchange. Alex's head swung back around and Bella reached out to grab his hand. Not that he'd made a move towards Jordan, but just in case. "Come on. Shower, then breakfast, and then you'll get a chance to be outside for a bit if you behave."

That didn't sound too awful, as long as there were no surprises. Bella squeezed Alex's hand and he squeezed it back. She was able to fully relax then. Jordan turned and walked out of the room, not waiting to see if they followed, Trish being pulled behind him. She shot a fleeting look over her shoulder at Bella and Alex, too quick for either of them to be able to read her expression.

But they followed.

******

The entire morning, Alex spent learning. Maybe he couldn't fight back right now, and Bella was right that they weren't ready to escape, but he could at least learn. Plan. And they'd seen more of the compound they were in this morning than they had yesterday - and it was definitely a compound. Huge. Circular. He knew because the entire building looped in a circle around a circular outdoor space that was gigantic. There was an area where the soldiers were playing with a ball and hoops, Alex recognized an old form of sport that was pretty much only played on Earth now - sports on the moon tended to be newer variations on old games that were played in either low or null gravity. Another area had a large pool. And then there were the gardens. 

It was almost enough to make him forget where he was... but not quite. As if he could ever entirely forget with the collar around his neck. 

After Jordan had come for them, they'd been taken to a locker room type set-up where they all showered together. Jordan had kept an eye on all of them, although most of his attention had been taken up with washing Trish off. Neither Bella or Alex had been able to get near their fellow captive so far, because Jordan had yet to let her more than a foot away from him. Most of the time he was holding her hand or had his arm around her. If it wasn't for the slightly panicked and dazed expression on Trish's face, they would have almost looked like a normal couple.

Still, he didn't seem to have harmed her or abused her in any way, beyond his sexual attention. She didn't seem hurt, which relieved Alex somewhat. In some ways, it almost appeared as though Jordan was taking very good care of her. She just had to put up with his focused, and sexual, attention. 

They'd been given food, sandwiches, which they'd taken outside with them. That was when Alex learned that it was still fairly early in the morning, the sun was shining high in the sky, but not directly above them, and his internal clock said that it was morning not afternoon. Either the Wolf had left him and Bella sometime in the middle of the night, or he awoke infernally early. After the showers, the food, and now being out in the sunshine, Alex was feeling deceptively normal. He wondered if it was on purpose, to put them off-kilter. Or perhaps if it was a different kind of message - behave, please the Wolf, and this is the kind of treatment you can expect.

Jordan led them to the pool where he grabbed two pairs of goggles from a bin along the side at Bella and Alex. "Get in. You need to exercise."

Shrugging at the man's direction, Alex willingly jumped into the pool. It was only once he was fully immersed that he realized he'd tensed in case the water affected his collar. It didn't. "Come on," he said to Bella, smiling at her. She was looking at the pool and then back at Jordan, who was helping Trish disrobe. "The water feels good."

Besides, they would both need to keep in shape if they were going to escape eventually. Exercise would be essential, plus it would release endorphins which would help keep them from getting depressed. If the Wolf was planning on keeping them for a long period of time, and continue playing his sick games, perhaps he wanted to ensure that his captives were healthy and sane. But that played into what Alex wanted too, so for right now there was no point in fighting. 

******

After swimming, Bella and Alex had been left to their own devices in the outdoor area until lunch. Bella still hadn't been able to get close to Trish, Jordan had accompanied all three of them everywhere - even the bathroom. And he had barely let go of Trish in all that time. The possessive hunger in his eyes every time he looked at her was almost frightening. He was constantly playing with her hair, which was such a similar shade to his own. 

When Jordan first herded them back into the compound, she didn't know where they were going until they were brought to the same hall the Wolf had been in yesterday. Immediately she tensed, even though the atmosphere seemed slightly less fraught than it had the night before. There were a fair number of people in the room, although not as many as yesterday, and the bed had been raised in the center of the room again.

Alex reached out and put his arm around her, tightening it protectively, but this time it wasn't all that reassuring. She knew, far too well, that he couldn't really do anything to protect her. 

"Keep moving," Jordan said from behind them, and she felt Alex stumble slightly. He muttered a curse and glared over his shoulder; Jordan must have pushed him. Bella moved forward, hoping to distract Alex, knowing that his temper would be short now that they were being confronted by yet another one of the Wolf's games. Just having the bed, ready and waiting for occupants, was setting both of them on edge. 

"Ah... Pet, Toy and Jordan's little girl," the Wolf said from the dais, standing. His eyes glinted with appreciation as they came in, sweeping over their naked bodies. This time Trish hadn't been allowed to dress and his gaze took her in as well. "Looking all shiny and new. I do hope you're hungry."

They were. They all were. It had been hours since Jordan had given them the sandwiches, which hadn't been all that big a meal to start with, and then they'd been swimming and moving around out in the sun. Bella felt her stomach tighten in anticipation. Whatever everyone was eating, it smelled amazing and made her feel even hungrier than she had before.

"Up on the dais," Jordan ordered, giving Alex a push. Bella started to follow him, but Jordan grabbed her arm. "You're going to the bed, Pet."

Immediately Bella started to tremble again, Alex turned around and Jordan shoved him hard enough to send him stumbling forward several steps before he fell to his knees in front of the dais. Several of the soldiers standing there flanked him before he could stand, ensuring that he wouldn't be able to interfere. Jordan pushed Bella, more gently than he had Alex, towards the bed, pulling Trish with him. 

"Who wants to see the girls eat?" the Wolf asked loudly. His words were met with a rowdy, enthusiastic cheer. Bella was reminded of an ancient Roman emperor, entertaining the masses. Except that she wasn't a gladiator and he didn't want them to fight. Looking down at the two young women as Jordan led them up onto the bed. "All you have to do for lunch, girls, is eat each other first."

Bella and Trish looked at each other. Although Bella had experimented a bit with other women, especially her close friends, Trish was only eighteen and from the look on her face, Bella didn't think she'd had any experience with another woman before. 

"It's okay," Bella whispered to her, ignoring the catcalls coming from all sides. She reached out to take Trish's hand, which resulted in even more cheering, which she ignored. Squeezing the young woman's hand she attempted to smile. "We can do this."

Trish nodded a little stiffly, her eyes going towards Jordan almost as if she expected him to step in and intervene, but he had already stepped back and was watching them with a hot look in his eyes. Obviously he was just as eager as anyone else to see Trish and Bella perform for them. 

She turned back to Bella. "I've never done this before," she whispered, looking a bit stricken. "I don't know how to do this... oh my god... everyone's watching!"

"Just follow my lead," Bella said, and she leaned forward and kissed Trish on the mouth.

It made her feel very strange, because Trish was obviously reluctant to kiss her back. She kept her lips tightly clamped against Bella's. Carefully, gently, Bella brought her hands up to cradle Trish's face, hoping to make the kiss look more passionate than it was. If Bella was guessing correctly, the Wolf wanted a show more than anything.

******

"Well Toy, don't you want to know how you're going to earn your meal?" the Wolf asked, coming alongside Alex. Still on his knees, he was forced to look up at the Wolf, doing his best to ignore the obvious bulge at the front of the other man's pants. "It's easy, Toy. All you have to do is willingly suck my cock. and swallow my cum."

The taunting tone in his voice made it obvious that he knew it wouldn't be that easy for Alex. He almost immediately said no, but then a thought struck him and he shot a worried look at Bella, who was still kissing Trish. It was obvious that the younger woman was reluctant and not really responding, although Bella was doing her best. Bella already had her work cut out for her, what would happen if he didn't suck the Wolf's cock?

As if reading his mind, the Wolf chuckled and reached out to grab his hair, tilting Alex's head back and forcing him to look up. "Don't worry, Toy. Whatever you choose won't effect Pet. But you're not going to eat until my cum is in your belly."

"Fuck off," Alex said, sneering. He didn't know whether or not the Wolf was telling the truth, but it fit right into his sick, twisted games. Alex was hungry but he wasn't that hungry, and if what he said wasn't going to effect Bella - and he did trust the Wolf on that for some reason - then he wasn't going to be shy about letting his true feelings be known.

The Wolf just laughed. "You might change your mind after a couple of missed meals." Alex shuddered and the Wolf laughed again. Sick bastard. If the Wolf really did withhold meals until Alex swallowed his cum... he knew he'd given in eventually but he wasn't going to cave immediately. The Wolf turned his attention back to the bed, and Alex looked too. The women were still kissing, but it wasn't a very entertaining show; the watching crowd was obviously bored with it too, shouting out derisive advice. "Jordan... this is boring. See if you can't liven them up a bit, give Pet a couple stripes with your belt for encouragement."

Bella shrieked, pulling away from Trish and begging for mercy as the blonde looked on, horrified. 

"Stop!" Alex shouted; the soldiers next to him immediately grabbed onto his shoulders, pressing down to keep him on his knees. "You said my choice wouldn't affect her!"

"Yours doesn't," the Wolf said with a shrug. "But they're taking too long."

The snap of leather against flesh had Alex's head whipping around as Bella shrieked. Trish was curled up on the bed in a ball, her arms around her knees and back against the headboard, watching with wide eyes as Jordan raised his arm again. He had one hand on Bella's back, holding her down bent over the bed, one long red line already showing across her creamy buttocks.

CRACK!

Bella screamed again and Alex lunged, only to be drawn back by the soldiers on either side of him. Even though he yelled, there was nothing he could do as Jordan lifted his arm again.

CRACK!

A third stripe, diagonal to the other two, landed across her ass, and Bella's body jerked as she sobbed out another scream. Alex growled, struggling, but there was nothing he could do.

"Enough," the Wolf said, resting his hand on Alex's head. The word stopped Jordan, who lowered the belt and looked back up at the dais. "Let them try again."

******

The burning flames of her bottom made Bella feel like howling, but she knew that wouldn't help. At least it had stopped. At least the Wolf hadn't continued the torture. Bella had been more than willing to make a better effort at putting on a show even before the Wolf had ordered Jordan to strap her. Now, with her entire bottom feeling like it was on fire, she didn't have any hesitation. 

Crawling up on the bed towards Trish, she saw that the pretty blonde was still curled in on herself, her big eyes wide. A flash of anger went through Bella. After all, it was Trish who had been hesitating, and yet Trish had gone unpunished.

"Come here," Bella whispered angrily. She wasn't going to offer up her ass for Jordan's belt again just because Trish was reluctant.

"I can't..." Trish whimpered, her eyes big, looking frozen as she looked around at the room. "Everyone's watching... I just... Oh god..."

Shit.

It was up to Bella. Her stomach growled, reminding her that she wasn't just doing this for the Wolf's entertainment or to avoid punishment, but for food. While Bella didn't have any particular attraction to Trish, she'd definitely rather put on an erotic show than any of the other options she'd been presented with so far. 

She reached out and grabbed Trish's ankle, dragging the smaller woman into the center of the bed and pulling her out of her curled up position. Cheers erupted around them.

"What are you doing?" Trish stared up at her in shock.

"Saving us."

Pushing herself on top of Trish, in between the other woman's thighs, Bella kissed her hard. She didn't care if Trish opened her mouth now, the fall of her hair would mask what the kiss truly looked like. The important thing was the show. 

Beneath her Trish wriggled and squealed, trying to push Bella off, but Bella was bigger and heavier. Guilt trickled through her for a moment, but what other choice did she have? 

"Hold still," she whispered furiously, pulling away from Trish's lips for just a moment. "Just do what I do."

To her relief, Trish stopped struggling although she didn't help Bella either, she just lay there limply. That was better than struggling though. Bella brushed her hair out of the way, so that the people on the dais - most importantly the Wolf - would be able to see clearly what she was doing. 

Tears rolled down Trish's cheeks as Bella began to move her mouth down her slender neck and collarbone, little kisses and licks of her tongue that were designed to look more interesting than they probably felt. Bella hadn't ever done anything quite like this before, but she'd seen plenty of vids and she tried to imitate what she'd seen in those. 

When she reached Trish's breasts, the other woman shivered and moaned as Bella squeezed the pert mounds and sucked one nipple into her mouth. Trish's breasts were smaller than Bella's, but her nipples were longer and obviously very sensitive. Even though Trish was obviously humiliated and reluctant about the entire situation, her back arched as Bella sucked hard on the hard little bud. 

Bella realized that, so far in captivity, Trish probably hadn't had to do anything but be available for Jordan's passions, but it was putting them at a disadvantage right now. 

Then the gist of some of the catcalls reached her ears - they liked that Trish was obviously reluctant. As long as Bella put on a good show, it wouldn't matter what Trish did. 

Perverts. 

But a wave of relief went through her, even as her stomach gurgled hungrily. 

Bella began attacking Trish's tits with gusto, making her movements as big and as obvious as possible as she straddled the younger woman's hips and sat up, rubbing her pussy lips over Trish's bare mound and continuing to play with Trish's breasts.

"Oh noooo.... please stop!" Trish moaned as Bella's fingers pinched her nipples and tugged, elongating them and turning them a dark pink. She gripped Bella's wrists, trying to pull them away, but Bella hung on and twisted the tender nibs. Beneath her Trish bucked, her face reflecting her conflicting emotions. 




Taken by the Wolf Ch. 09



The rough treatment to her nipples was obviously arousing her, but she didn't want to be aroused, and it looked like it hurt a bit too. Bella was surprised to find that her own pussy was becoming wet from being rubbed against Trish's bare mound. She felt a bit bad that she was becoming turned on at all, but the squirming of Trish's body against her sensitive parts felt good. 

Instead of responding, Bella leaned over and pulled Trish's nipple into her mouth again, suckling hard and making the young woman's back bow as she thrust her breast up into Bella's mouth. She grabbed the back of Bella's head, but didn't seem to be able to decide whether to pull Bella closer or push her away. The crowd around them was becoming louder with encouragement. 

Inching her lower body down, Bella removed the stimulation of Trish's mound against her pussy and squirmed into a more comfortable position. She moved down Trish's stomach, kissing and licking the soft skin. Out of the corner of her eye she could see Jordan moving to get a better view as she lowered herself between Trish's legs. His eyes were hot with lust and excitement. 

"Oh god..." Trish covered her eyes so that she couldn't see everyone.

For the first time, Bella wondered if Trish's rather protected position as Jordan's doll was actually a handicap for their situation. Although Jordan had put parts of her body on display, and had certainly fondled and fucked her with others in the room, she realized that Trish had so far not been at the center of attention. And she obviously wasn't handling it well.

Oh well. Too bad. Bella hardened her heart, knowing that her own experiences, in a very short time, had already made her more ruthless. She was being driven by two distinct motivations right now: the need for food and the desire to avoid punishment. 

Pushing Trish's legs wide, thankful that the young blonde wasn't fighting her, even if she wasn't helping either. 

Trish's pussy was wet, shiny with her cream, the pale pink lips puffy as they split open to reveal her engorged clit. Bending over, sticking her ass up high in the air and knowing that anyone seated behind her would have a good look at her own privates, Bella slid her tongue up the center of Trish's slit and back down again. Trish didn't taste unpleasant, mostly sweet with just a hint of bitter, kind of like a melon really, with just a hint of rind. 

She tried to remember everything she could about eating pussy, and also about making it look good. Angling her head so that Jordan and the Wolf and the others on the dais could see her tongue sliding up and down Trish's wet lips, keeping her hair out of the way, and doing her best to tease Trish's clit as much as possible.

The young blonde moaned as her body responded, her hips bucking slightly against Bella's mouth. When her thighs tried to tighten around Bella's head, Bella pushed them back apart and started sucking harder on Trish's pussy lips, before finding the swollen bud of her clit and beginning to suckle hard on that. 

Trish bucked and moaned, her small breasts wobbling as she writhed against Bella's mouth. It was obvious that she was going to cum, and the cheers around them became even louder at her public humiliation. 

"Oh... oooh... oh noooo!" Trish screamed when she came, her sweet juices becoming excessive, coating Bella's chin as she sucked hard on the young woman's clit.

******

Alex was starting to hate his cock. It was rock hard from watching Bella with Trish. He'd tried to look away, but every small sound had brought his attention right back to the erotic sight. They were gorgeous together, with Bella's darker beauty contrasting against Trish's pale features; and watching Trish cum on Bella's lips was intensely appealing.

He knew that he wasn't the only one to think so, but he hated knowing that when Bella came back to the dais she would be able to see the clear evidence that he'd watched. And enjoyed watching. The cock ring was tight around his balls and dick, even if he tried to put his mind to something else, he would stay hard.

The entire room watched as Bella licked the moaning and quivering Trish, using her tongue to clean the younger woman of her orgasm. She was crouched between Trish's spread legs with her breasts hanging down and her ass high up in the air. Alex knew that she was purposefully trying to placate the Wolf with her posturing, but this image was going to be burned in his brain forever. 

"Well Pet has certainly earned her meal," the Wolf said, his eyes gleaming as Bella sat up on her heels, looking relieved. She wiped the rest of Trish's juices away from her mouth, and she only looked the quivering young woman for a moment before looking away. The expression on her face was a combination of guilt and shame; Alex bet she was probably feeling a lot of the same emotions he had yesterday after he'd been forced to rape her. "Jordan, perhaps you can ensure that your baby doll earns hers. Come here, Pet. Crawl to me."

Although some people watched as Bella got off the bed and began to crawl up to the dais towards the Wolf, most of them were watching as Jordan lay down on the bed and put Trish on top of him. His cock looked huge next to her small frame, but he made her straddle his hips and sink down onto it. The subsequent gasping feminine moans fills the room as he forced her to ride him. 

By that time Bella had joined him on the dais, and he pulled her into his arms, letting her hide her face in his shoulder. 

"It's okay," he murmured, feeling the wetness of her tears against his skin. "You did what you had to do, she knows that, it's okay."

Although Bella murmured something back, he couldn't understand what she said. He just held her tighter, whispering reassurances, trying to drown out the sounds of Jordan's groans of pleasure and Trish's gasps as she bounced up and down on his cock. The slap of her wet pussy against his body, the squishing of his dick into that sloppy channel, was mostly buried by the crowd's rowdy catcalls, but some of that leaked through too. 

"Get Pet something to eat," the Wolf said to one of his men. 

Bella pushed away slightly, looking up. "What about you?" she whispered to Alex.

The Wolf heard her and he laughed, reaching out to stroke her hair. "Toy isn't eating lunch today, Pet." He raised one dark eyebrow at Alex, daring him. "Unless you've changed your mind?"

"Fuck off," Alex reiterated. And then immediately pulled Bella in close to him again, as if he could protect her.

But the Wolf didn't retaliate. He just laughed again and walked back around to the other side of the table.

When Bella's food came, his men kept her and Alex apart so that she couldn't share with him. And his stomach tightened and growled.



Taken by the Wolf Ch. 10



After being returned to what Bella was starting to think of as "their" room, they were in for a surprise. One of the walls had a screen on it that was playing what she recognized as one of the more popular news stations, and her and Alex's pictures were on it. 

"Oh my god!" she gasped, running forward to touch the screen as her weeping parents were shown, closing their front door on the cameras after refusing to comment. Alex's parents were shown immediately afterwards doing the same. She didn't even notice Alex coming up behind her or the soldier closing the door and locking them into the room.

Both of them recoiled when Ken's face filled the screen.

"Bella is my girlfriend... I love her so much... I can't believe she disappeared on the same day as my best friend... Lisa, Alex's girlfriend and I, are leaning on each other for support." The camera panned out to show Lisa, holding a tissue and standing beside Ken, as he reached out to put his arm around her. She dabbed at her eyes, which were leaking tears but weren't at all swollen or red. Bella immediately suspected the use of eye drops and then felt a little bad for being so cynical. But come on! "All we can do is hope for their safe return. If someone knows where they are... please contact this number." A phone number that Bella didn't recognize flashed across the screen. She assumed it was some kind of investigative authorities'.

"Are you worried that they were taken by the Wolf?" one of the surrounding crowd of reporters shouted. It was always the first question everyone asked when someone was reported missing on earth. Sometimes something else had happened to them, but everyone was always more interested in stories involving the Wolf. 

Lisa sniffed delicately. "We don't know, we haven't received any contact from anyone about them..." And she covered her face as she apparently burst into tears again.

Watching dispassionately, Bella wondered if anyone bought Lisa or Ken's act. She felt incredibly far away from them and their betrayal, as if in the couple days that she'd been missing, she'd already become a completely different person. And wasn't that true? Her priorities, her motivations, her thinking had completely realigned to deal with the situation she was in now. Lisa and Ken seemed so very small by comparison.

"Attention whores," Alex said, just behind her, and Bella turned to look up at him. 

He didn't look angry, just disdainful. Contemptuous. And Bella realized that's exactly how she felt. While her parents and his were obviously waiting for some kind of contact, some indication of what had happened to them, Ken and Lisa were putting on a show for the masses. One that Alex and Bella knew to be patently false. 

Although...

"Maybe they're feeling guilty," Bella said, but her voice was empty of any sympathy. 

Alex snorted. "That's possible. Whatever. So, obviously we've been reported missing." He raised his voice enough to drown out the words coming from the television. Ken was saying something more. Deciding it wasn't important, Bella turned her back on his face and watch Alex throw himself down on the bed. 

"Yeah... how long do you think it will take for them to figure out where we are?"

He shrugged. "I guess it depends on when the Wolf releases that other girl... Abby. She'll be able to tell everyone that she saw us."

Approaching the bed, Bella hesitated to ask, but she really wanted to know. "What did the Wolf want you to do in exchange for lunch?"

Alex turned his head away from her as she sat down on the edge of the bed. Even though she was naked, for the first time, she didn't even bother trying to cover herself. What was the point? And being naked was starting to feel almost natural to her. 

"He wanted me to suck his dick."

"And you didn't."

"No."

There was a long pause while Bella tried to think of what to say next, and tried to block out the news story that was droning on in the background. They'd moved onto popular analysts, who were talking about all the facts and figures of the disappearances of Moon family members on Earth and how many of them were eventually revealed to be captives of the Wolf.

"I'm going to have to eventually," Alex said softly. She looked at him curiously to find that he was looking back at her, his expression troubled. "He made it clear that I won't get a meal until I do."

"So why didn't you today?"

He shrugged and looked away again. "I don't know. Pride. To show him that I wouldn't just give up immediately. To show him that he can't control everything."

"You need to eat, Alex."

"I know. I will." 

Eventually.

Although he didn't say it, the word hung in the air. Bella chewed on her lower lip, suddenly sure that Alex wouldn't be eating today. He was making some kind of stand that was important to him. And to be honest, she wished that she could do the same. Salvage something of her pride. But she was also back to worrying that when Alex did finally bend, it would be because he'd been broken. 

"Come here, Bella, stop worrying," Alex said, holding out his arm. Bella crawled up beside him and lay down with her head on his shoulder. He was so big and muscled, a firm anchor for her to cling to. Maybe she shouldn't worry about him breaking, but she didn't was afraid of being alone in this situation. "I can hear your thoughts running around your head."

"I'm scared, Alex," she whispered. 

"I know, sweetheart. But we can get through this. We can. It's just games. He's playing lots of nasty little games. But we can survive and we can win by getting free."

Thinking about the way she'd pinned down Trish today, how disassociated she felt with her former life, Bella wondered if she would still like herself by the time the Wolf was done with his nasty little games. Maybe winning wasn't survival, maybe it was staying true to herself. That's what Alex was doing. That's why he'd gone without lunch today.

And what had she done? She'd practically raped another woman, forced her to orgasm, for the entertainment of the Wolf and his soldiers.

Maybe she should stop worrying about Alex, and start worrying more about herself.

******

Cuddling Bella against him, Alex reviewed what he'd learned so far about the Wolf and the compound they were living in. He was sure that there was a reason behind why the news story had been showing in their prison. To show them that they were being missed? To mess with their heads about their exes? Or just to remind them why they should behave so that they could get home?

As Bella's breathing evened out, he knew that she'd fallen asleep. Which didn't surprise him. They'd been woken fairly early, exercised, and then she'd had an emotionally and physically charged interaction in front of a large audience. His stomach growled and tightened. He was tired too, not for the same reasons, but because he'd exercised and then not been able to replenish his energy.

Eventually he was going to have to eat. His body demanded it. And if he was going to stay in good enough shape to escape, then eating was necessary. But he wasn't going to just give in to the Wolf either. He'd learned a lot, listening to the men around the dais talking while Bella and Trish had been on the bed.

Like the fact that none of them were particularly concerned about the kidnapping, which wasn't surprising. But their attitudes had been more than indifference, the tone of what they were saying conveyed their belief that Alex, Bella and Trish somehow deserved what was happening to them. Not personally, but in general, because they were from the Moon families.

Which made Alex wonder why they felt that way... and how he could use that. If they were ever going to find an ally to help them, which he wasn't going to discount even if he wasn't going to hope for it, it would have to be someone who was sympathetic to them. So he needed to find out why people weren't.

He didn't know when he fell asleep, but he must have, because he jerked awake when the door opened to admit three guards. Bella stirred beside him, snuggling against him even further and pressing her soft curves into his side. Alex shifted to try and push her further behind him, away from the door, not that it really mattered. It was just instinct.

They were escorted to the bathroom to do their necessary business before being taken back to the room where the Wolf held court. That was how Alex was beginning to think of it - a barbarian King with his barbarian court. 

Smells assaulted him from every side as they entered the room, savory and incredibly appealing. He nearly groaned as his stomach rumbled and tightened, completely empty and ravenous. His mouth watered immediately and he felt suddenly light-headed from not having eaten since early that morning. This was the first time in his life he'd ever gone without food for this long and he'd never felt anything like it. 

"Hungry, Moon-Boy?" One of the soldier sneered as his stomach rumbled again. "Must be for the first time in your life, huh?" 

The goons laughed as they pushed him forward. Bella was shooting him little worried looks. As much as he would have like to reassure her, the room was too loud for her to hear him if he spoke quietly, and he doubted the soldiers would let him lean in. The derision in their voices was obvious as they made several more remarks about how hungry he must be and how he'd be eating the Wolf's cock soon enough.

The slow burn of anger curled in his stomach, helping to distract him from the hungry pangs that were almost painful. Fuck them. 

He and Bella were led up to the stage where the Wolf was talking and joking with some of his men. Jordan was there, which meant that Trish was. She was now dressed in a dove gray dress which was very low cut and loose on the top and had a short, flowy skirt. Her big blue eyes were fixed on Bella, her expression anxious. Tucked up under Jordan's arm, there was no way she could approach them, but Alex thought that she looked like she wanted to reassure Bella, who was obviously having trouble looking at her.

Looking up, the Wolf grinned as he saw them approach.

"Ah... it's my sweet anal virgin," he said, spurring a bout of laughter round the room. Bella's face turned immediately beet red. "Don't worry Pet, we won't be taking that last cherry this evening... but I don't want people to think I'm cruel. We can help prepare you for when we do."

His broad wink at his audience made sure that all eyes were on him, center stage on the dais. 

******

Trying to be strong, trying not to make Alex's situation worse when he was obviously feeling weak from lack of food, Bella stifled her whimper as one of the soldiers pulled her up onto the stage. An apparatus was pulled out from underneath the table there, almost like a smaller table but slightly lower and much thinner. One of the soldiers bent her over it before kicking her legs apart and securing her ankles to the base.

One board ran down the front of her body, right between her breasts, allowing her head to hang off of the end. There was a support beam, perpendicular to the board holding up her body, with places for her wrists to be secured. She could see Alex watching out of the corner of her eye, looking grim, but for once not protesting.

Maybe he was finally learning how to bend. Or maybe he was just too tired and weak. 

She avoided looking at Trish, although she could feel the other woman's eyes on her. Too much guilt welled up inside of her every time she did.

"Ready for your plug, Pet?"

Bella tensed immediately, as much as she was able to with her legs apart the way they were. She knew that it didn't do anything to help shield her vulnerable asshole. 

SMACK!

She yelped as a hard hand slapped against her ass, hard enough to feel as though it had left an imprint behind.

"I asked you a question, Pet."

God she hated him. If only he would just do it, but no... he had to ask. Had to make her participate, just like he had at lunch. She'd forced herself on Trish because he'd demanded a show. 

SMACK!

His hand came down on the other side of her ass, making her jerk against the restraints as her ass burned. 

The Wolf chuckled. "It looks like Toy has been rubbing off on Pet." The way he said it made the statement into a lascivious double entendre. "Do you want to be punished, Pet? Is that what you're asking for?"

"No Sir." Fear outweighed pride easily. Although her voice was soft, he heard her anyway. A gentle hand stroked down her flank, as if soothing the burn from his slap away, a reward for her response.

"Good girl. Are you ready for your plug now?"

"Yes Sir."

She hated how easily she'd submitted, how quickly she'd given in, but she just wanted this over with as quickly as possible. What did it matter what she said anyway? Deep down, she knew the truth. Everyone else in the room probably did too, even though they didn't care. 

The hard tip of rubber pressed wetly against her anus and pushed in. Bella shuddered and squeezed down automatically, trying to keep it out. 

SMACK!

Another resounding slap on her ass, this time directly on top of the place he'd first spanked her, and Bella howled. Her muscles spasmed and the plug slid in deeper.

"Relax, Pet," the Wolf said as he began to work a couple inches of the plug back and forth in her asshole. She could feel the burn as the tight ring of muscle stretched around the rubber, forced to open a bit wider with every millimeter of length that was pushed in. "Hmmm... Pet might need help relaxing. Who would like to help her?"

There was a sudden flurry of shouting as people volunteered themselves. Laughing, the Wolf pointed at a woman near the front. Bella turned her head to see her, anxious about the stranger that was now approaching. Dressed in camo pants and a black tank top, the woman was both muscular and utterly feminine. Her bright red hair was pulled back into a ponytail and she was looking at Bella with undisguised lust. 

Then Bella couldn't see her anymore as she moved behind Bella. But she could feel the woman's slender fingers on her thighs, her hot breath wafting against her pussy.

"Nnooooooo," Bella moaned as the woman began to lick at Bella's cunt, her tongue sliding up the very center and wiggling around. Her muscles clenched, but that didn't stop the spasm of unwanted pleasure that rippled through her. She turned her head away from the gathered crowd that was watching her humiliation, as the tip of the plug slid back into her virgin asshole. 

She didn't want to enjoy what was happening to her, not any part... it would have made it easier on her, but she wasn't getting a choice. The woman had obviously volunteered to eat Bella's pussy out of sincere desire; she was licking and sucking on Bella's pussy lips with sexual hunger, her tongue wriggling and questing and sliding into Bella's hole. Every time that clever tongue slid down to tease Bella's clit, her hips would jerk upwards and push the plug deeper.

Slowly her asshole opened up under the steady pressure of the plug, the slick thrusts back and forth. It burned. It was uncomfortable. She felt full. And yet she was also getting more and more turned on. Not everything about the fullness and the probing felt bad, in fact, the closer she came to orgasm the better it felt. Bella gritted her teeth, trying to stave off the pleasure, determined not to cum for their entertainment. 

A sharp pinching flash of pain flared through her as the widest part of the plug was forced past her sphincter and Bella cried out in shock. She panted, her asshole clenching around the large invader, which was bigger than the one the doctor had put in her the day before. The redhead's tongue was still lashing at her pussy, and then her lips wrapped around Bella's clit and she sucked. Hard.

The combination of fullness in her asshole and the steady stimulation of her pussy was too much. Bella moaned in denial as the itch in her pussy throbbed and exploded, her hips moving up and down as the woman continued to suck and lick at the sensitive pleasure organ. She could feel that soft tongue licking up her juices as she shuddered and came and came...

"Mmmm delicious," she heard the woman say, her voice reaching Bella's ears through the sexual haze she'd lost herself in. It sounded fuzzy and far away. "She's very sweet."

"Isn't she?" The Wolf sounded amused. "Thank you Sylvia. Brick and Paul come here... you've earned rewards today. Choose which of you gets her mouth and which of you gets her pussy."

"Please nooooo," Bella begged, looking up at the men who were approaching. They were obviously already hard from watching the entertainment, their eyes locked onto her body and filled with sexual hunger. She knew it was useless to beg, but she tried anyway.

"I like shutting a bitch up, I'll take her mouth," one of them said, laughing. He was huge, a mountain of a man, and the thing she was bent over and attached to put her at perfect height against his crotch. "Open up, Pet... and if you bite me, the Wolf will let me have you for the night."

Shuddering, Bella looked over at the Wolf, but he'd obviously already lost interest in her and was walking towards where Alex was kneeling on the ground, between two soldiers. She didn't know if the soldier was right, but going by the hard, cruel smile on his face, she didn't want to find out either. Obediently, Bella opened her mouth and stifled a sob as he immediately jammed his cock between her lips. 

Taking a firm grip on her hair, he leveraged her head back so that he could more easily fuck her face. His cock was fat and long, shoving deep into her throat, and she had another opportunity to be thankful for the gag-reflex gel that Doctor Monroe had given her. Otherwise she'd probably be choking on her own vomit right now, instead of just struggling to breath around the massive piece of equipment.

Another thick cock speared her from behind, shoving a couple of inches into her tight pussy before it had to retreat and make another assault. Bella screamed as her hole burned; she was so full from the plug in her ass that it made her other tunnel even tighter than usual and it burned as the man forcibly pushed his cock into her.

"Awww fuck that feels good, make her do that again," the one in her mouth said gruffly, his head tipping back as he thrust his hips forward. The one behind her drew his hips back, his fingers digging into her sides, and then plunged forward again, this time filling her completely. Bella's gargled scream vibrated along the cock stuck in her throat as tears filled her eyes.

"Fuck she's so tight..." the one behind her said, rubbing his body against hers. Her sensitive pussy lips sparked and flared, still swollen from her orgasm, and she clenched around him as his body jostled the plug in her ass. 

They began thrusting, taking turns, so that each jab of cock in her throat pushed her slightly back onto the one that was driving into her pussy, which pushed her back onto the man that was fucking her face. Bella moaned and shuddered, breathing deeply whenever she could. The huge soldier using her mouth was fucking her just as hard and rough as the one in her pussy, his big cock battering her throat. She pulled at her restraints instinctively, trying to get away, but there was nowhere to go.

The one behind her leaned over, his body grinding into hers, as he reached underneath her and cupped her breasts. Bella felt more tears gather in her eyes as her body responded. It wasn't her fault that she was still sensitive from her orgasm on the woman's tongue! If she hadn't been, this wouldn't be doing anything for her, but the lingering pleasure was building again, despite the burning of her throat and her utter disgust with the situation. The soldier rolled her hard nipples between his fingers, tugging painfully on them and making her pussy tighten around him.




Taken by the Wolf Ch. 10



"Aaahhh fuck yeah... work that ass against me, baby," he moaned, pinching her nipples tighter and making her writhe. She squealed and spasmed as his body rubbed against the base of the plug, making it move inside of her.

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

NO.... no this couldn't be happening... not like this...

The oxygen depletion seemed to make her body hum and buzz even more than it already had been; 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, as Bella struggled to swallow the copious amount of cum that was flowing straight down into her belly.

Behind her the other man had reared back , his hands back on her hips, fucking her for all he was worth. She felt the inevitable tightening of her body even as she internally wailed in protest.

The orgasm was like a shock wave, sending fireworks richoting through her body. In the blackness that was growing on her vision she could see the bright white sparks of ecstasy. Writhing, shuddering, her entire body seemed to be consumed by the rapture, lost in a place where pain and pleasure became one and she was utterly consumed by the burning euphoria.

******

The Wolf gripped Alex's hair as they watched his men raping Bella; the front of his pants were bulging with his cock. For once, Alex's managed to keep his own erection down, even when Bella started to respond to the brutal fucking. He could tell she was cumming, 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 was actually going on around her.

But Alex was too distracted by the food that people were eating to be turned on. The smells and sights of people eating were enough to make him feel a little crazed. He was starting to wonder if he'd be willing to suck the Wolf's cock already if it hadn't been for those soldiers tweaking his pride.

As if reading his thoughts, the Wolf looked down at him, aggressively pulling his hair back so that Alex was forced to look up and meet his gaze.

"Well, Toy? Are you ready to eat yet?"

"Fuck off," Alex said, repeating his words from before, but even he could hear that they didn't have the same impact as before. The same determination.

The Wolf just 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 away, to deny the Wolf's words, but he knew the man was right. Holding his gaze for one more long second, the Wolf finally released Alex's head, allowing it to fall forward. Alex panted, feeling strangely violated by that intense gaze.

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

The two soldiers that had used her just left her hanging there, and he could see from the expressions of the ones freeing her that they would have rather taken the other soldiers' place then let her go. Burning with anger, he was all too aware of how weak he was. 

Tomorrow, he knew he would give in to the Wolf. Not because he couldn't bear to be hungry, he told himself, 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. 



Taken by the Wolf Ch. 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, staring at the ground. It made Bella feel supremely uncomfortable, although she figured it was supposed to make a clear distinction between the two of them - the one who had earned her meal and the one who hadn't. Not that she'd really had a choice this evening, since she'd been tied up and restrained.

But then again, 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 being allowed to feed herself though. The Wolf was feeding her, seeming 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 just felt grateful for the food and the fact that he hadn't demanded anything further from her after his two soldiers had finished with 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 was 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. She locked eyes with Alex, hating that she couldn't get him some food. He was still staring at the ground, unwilling to look at her or the table. Which, she couldn't blame him. But she hated that she was eating and he wasn't.

"May I ask a question?" She asked hesitantly, unsure of whether or not the Wolf's high spirits would extend to that. But he did seem to be particularly indulgent of her at the moment and there was something she was desperate to know.

"Of course, Pet," the Wolf said, reaching 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 some kind of pampered pet, not like a fellow human being. Something she would do well to remember. "You may ask."

But he might not answer. She got it. "What about Abby?" she asked, her voice low, like a whisper. 

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 that any of them were paying attention. 

"Slave? What about her?"

"What happened to her?" Bella asked anxiously, hoping that he would answer and that the answer wouldn't be awful. It was something that had occurred to her as she'd been sitting there, eating, wondering about the people who had come before her. Perhaps sat in this very same seat. "Why didn't you send her home yet?"

The Wolf looked at her through hooded eyes, his fingers rubbing across the strand of hair that he'd wound up. "I did, Pet. She was released and returned to your people an hour after you saw her."

"Then why weren't they reporting it?" Bella asked, insistent. It was always big news when someone came home from captivity with the Wolf.

Looking thoughtful, the Wolf held up some kind of green vegetable to her mouth, and she obediently opened and took it. "That is the question, isn't it, Pet?" he asked silkily.

Then he looked away, reaching for his glass of wine, and Bella got the impression that the subject was now closed. But what did he mean? 

Had he really released Abby when he claimed? Was she already back on the Moon? And if so, why hadn't the reporters known about it?

****** When Bella asked Alex those very same questions, once they'd been taken back to their room, he didn't have any answers. He'd been thinking the same thing, concentrating on that as a distraction from his hunger. While he hadn't thought of that before, probably because he'd been focusing on other things, once she'd brought it up, the questions kept whirling around his head too.

The Wolf didn't have any reason to lie about releasing her. Did he? Neither of them could think of one.

The other question they couldn't answer was why Trish's disappearance hadn't been reported yet. 

Maybe when his head wasn't so fuzzy he'd be able to think better. Right now he knew that not eating was taking a toll on him, not just his body but also his mind. He knew he wasn't functioning on his normal level, although Bella's mind was obviously just as alert as usual, firing on all cylinders. 

Both of them shut up the moment the door to their room opened and the Wolf walked in, accompanied by three soldiers. There were no clocks in the room, but since they'd eaten a few hours ago, Alex assumed that it was time for bed. He growled, knowing that it was useless, as the soldiers approached him.

Ignoring him, the Wolf went around to the other side of the bed and pulled Bella up against him as he watched his soldiers secure Alex to the bed frame. She didn't resist and neither did he, although she looked unhappy and frightened as the Wolf put her back against his front, playing with her breasts while they watched Alex being cuffed down. 

Just like the night before, his arms were pulled above his head and his legs stretched out, wrists and ankles attached to the bed frame. He heard Bella whimper and looked over to see that the Wolf was cupping her chin with one hand, holding her in place, as his mouth moved down her neck. The Wolf's other hand was between her legs, stroking her pussy, but his eyes were on Alex. 

Once the soldiers had Alex fully secured they stepped back and looked the Wolf. He barely glanced at them as he lifted his head from Bella's neck. "Leave us." 

Bella shivered as the soldiers left the room. The Wolf's fingers were still stroking between her pussy which was becoming wetter and wetter under his skilled touch. He'd sucked on the skin of her neck hard enough that she was sure there would be a mark later. Even though she hated the reaction her body had to him, she couldn't stop the pleasure that was building inside of her.

He pushed her onto the bed, cupping her buttock as she crawled forward. "Go on Pet, I want to see you suck on Toy's cock."

'I'm sorry,' Alex mouthed at her. Although she couldn't see behind her, she assumed that the Wolf must be looking at her vulnerable backside if Alex was daring to even mouth the words to her. She gave him a small, encouraging smile.

Really, she didn't mind having to do things to Alex. She just wished that they weren't forced into the situation. But she was feeling more and more attached to him every hour they were in this situation, even when they didn't agree on things. He was her fellow captive, her safe harbor. 

Leaning forward, she felt the Wolf's hands on her hips, keeping her ass high in the air. Dragging her tongue along Alex's cock, she could feel it stiffen under her tongue. She curled it her tongue around the head, teasing the fat crown, trying to distract herself from the dip of the bed as the Wolf came up behind her. His legs were on the outside of hers, keeping hers trapped between his.

She stiffened, wary and anxious as he twisted the plug in her asshole and tugged on it before shoving it back in deep. Whimpering, she pulled Alex's quickly hardening dick between her lips, feeling it expanding inside of her mouth and effectively gagging herself. If she didn't, she might beg the Wolf to leave her ass alone, and she didn't know whether that would help or hurt her situation. 

When she felt his cock pushing against her pussy, she almost sighed with relief. Bella didn't doubt that the Wolf would take her anal virginity eventually - he seemed almost fascinated by the untouched state of her rear channel - but she kept wanting to put it off and put it off. In fact, the further she could put it off, the happier she would be. 

The rough thrust forward pushed Alex's cock deeper into her throat, and she heard him moan. Out of the corner of her eye she could see his eyes close, shutting out the sight of her and the Wolf, as his body arched upwards. This position made it easier for her to breathe than when the two men had taken her before dinner, she had slightly more control over how deeply she took Alex in her mouth. But not entirely... his hips thrust upwards and she pulled back a bit, which shoved her back onto the Wolf's rod.

This kind of sex, with two men, was something she'd never even fantasized about, but she couldn't help that it did make her hot. There was something extremely erotic about being sandwiched between them, and with Alex in front of her and the Wolf behind her, it was easier to imagine herself in a more... consenting situation. Especially since this time she wasn't tied up.

Bella whimpered as the Wolf's fingers dug in and he fucked her harder, her pussy squeezing down as the head of his cock slid over her g-spot. The whimpering made Alex groan and shudder again, the vibrations pulsing over his cock as she sucked him deep into her throat. She almost liked being able to fit his entire length between her lips, something she had never been able to achieve before the gel. It hadn't felt like an accomplishment earlier, but now, with Alex, it kind of did. 

She was getting into sucking on his cock, wanting to pleasure him, wanting to be able to choose - for once - whose cum she was swallowing.

But then the Wolf grabbed onto her hair and pulled her up, her mouth sliding off with a wet, slurping sound. To her surprise, he pulled out of her pussy too, leaving her empty and clenching... she shivered as she realized how close she'd been coming to orgasm. 

"Let's switch places... I think I'd like to try that sweet mouth, Pet."

******

His narrowed into slits, Alex watched as the Wolf arranged Bella to his satisfaction. She was straddling Alex's waist, his cock pointed upright at her pink, swollen pussy, facing away from him, and the Wolf was standing in front of her. As she slid down on his cock, all wet and hot and welcoming, he gritted his teeth around his moan.

The Wolf was staring down at him, watching his expression as Bella took him within her heat. It was unnerving how much the man watched him, and infuriating that it didn't affect the stiffness of his cock at all. Alex wasn't sure he could even blame the cock ring for that, or if it was just Bella's well-rounded ass and sexy back and the plump lips of her pussy that had his balls aching.

From the muffled noise she made as she sank down, the Wolf had shoved his cock into her mouth just as she'd lowered herself onto Alex's. Alex did his best not to struggle, knowing that he needed to conserve energy, as much as he wanted to break through the restraints and beat the smug look off of the older man's face. His stomach felt hollow and empty, it ached in a completely different and unpleasant way from the warm throbbing in his groin as Bella began to bounce up and down on top of him. The plug made her even tighter than she'd been before, he could feel it rubbing along the length of his shaft, but even that couldn't entirely distract him from the man who was standing above her.

It felt like the Wolf was almost using her mouth as a substitute, taunting Alex with what he already knew he would endure tomorrow. He stared down at Alex, his hand fisted in Bella's brunette curls, the movement a slow, deep thrusting as he filled her mouth. The sloppy, choking sounds made Alex's soul burn even as he felt his own hips arching upwards to spear her pussy. 

He couldn't even close his eyes and look away... it would be too much like acknowledging defeat. Submission. And yet it was incredibly disturbing to be looking back into the Wolf's expectant green eyes and see the man's anticipation, not to mention his pleasure as he raped Bella's mouth, all the while Alex was pleasured by Bella's pussy.

Alex could see where her hands were holding onto the Wolf's hips, helping her to keep balance as she bounced and ground down on top of him. He shuddered uncontrollably as her pussy spasmed around him. The tightening of his balls was beginning to feel unbearable, the firm hold of the cock ring taunting him as his need to cum crested and yet went unsatisfied.

Jerking beneath her, Alex couldn't stop the groans that began working their way up out of his chest. Bella's movements were becoming more frantic, more needy, as she neared her own climax, and knowing that she was about to cum on his cock was as exciting as it was frustrating. 

Her muffled, gurgling scream of pleasure filled his ears as her hips rotated, grinding down on top of him. Her pussy pulsed, rhythmically, pulling at his cock. And he stared up into the green, triumphant eyes of the Wolf as he came.

The Wolf grabbed Bella by the back of her head and shoved deep; Alex could feel the trembling of her body as she tried to push away, to no avail. His arms jerked as the Wolf stared right at him, cumming down her throat as Alex filled her from the bottom. His lower body was in heaven, while his mind and his heart were in hell. 

Sighing happily, the Wolf relaxed his hold on Bella's head and she came away gasping for breath. "Good Pet," he said, patting her head and stroking her hair.

To Alex's horror, she leaned forward, her head pressing against the Wolf's hip as she gasped and sucked in air, accepting the stroking. Alex wasn't even sure if she was aware of what she was doing.

Fuck.

Tomorrow he was going to suck the Wolf's cock. He was going to do whatever he needed to do to get up his strength. He would spend their outdoor sessions either working out or gathering information on how they could get out of there.

Because he had the sinking feeling that, right now, the Wolf was winning.



Taken by the Wolf Ch. 12



"Trish..." Bella whispered. "Trish..."

The petite blonde looked over at her with a worried expression. For once she wasn't glued to Jordan's side and Bella had decided to take the opportunity. Alex was still doing laps in the pool, slowly but steadily, despite the fact that she'd heard his stomach growling like mad this morning. Both she and Trish had been given breakfast, but Alex hadn't and he hadn't been given the chance to earn some. Going by the grim expression on his face, Bella was pretty sure she knew what his answer to the Wolf was going to be at lunch. She couldn't imagine how he was still going... and she didn't know whether it was pride, stupidity or bravery that was driving him.

"What?" Trish whispered back, after an anxious glance over at Jordan. He was talking with two of the guards, about fifty feet away from them. 

"Are you allowed to talk to us?"

Another little worried glance over at Jordan. "I don't know... he hasn't told me not to."

Feeling more reassured, Bella scooted over closer to the bench where Trish was sitting. Seated on the side of the pool, with her feet dangling in the water, she didn't think it would look like they were conspiring or anything. Which, they wouldn't be. Bella just wanted to ask Trish some questions.

"Bella... I just wanted to say I'm really sorry..." Trish's big blue eyes filled with tears. "About... you know..."

"No, don't apologize," Bella whispered furiously, making a cutting motion with her hand. "I'm sorry that I had to... but it's not either of our faults, okay?"

Not looking entirely convinced, Trish nodded. Today she was dressed in a pink top and a short white skirt, which she'd been able to put on as soon as she'd finished in the pool. Bella envied her only briefly; she was becoming almost used to being naked on a constant basis, and honestly, she'd rather just be naked than be naked and walking around with the butt plug. Which, fortunately, so far had not been inserted today.

"Have you seen any of the news shows?" Bella whispered. 

Trish shook her head and her cheeks turned a bright pink as she glanced over at Jordan again. "He never turns on the television."

"The Wolf let us watch some yesterday... they were reporting on our disappearance but they didn't mention you." She wished she could have phrased it in a way that didn't make Trish sound unimportant, but blunt honesty was the fastest way to communicate. Fortunately Trish didn't seem distressed by the revelation. She just shrugged.

"I'm an orphan. I was on Earth on scholarship."

"I don't understand."

Trish sighed. Not in a mean or derisive way, but just like she was disappointed that Bella needed it spelled out for her. "When was the last time an orphan was taken by the Wolf?"

"Umm..." Bella cast her mind back. Some people who were obsessed with the Wolf on the Moon knew every single name of every person taken and as many facts about their past and current lives as they could collect. "Sorry, I've never been a Wolf follower."

"Five years ago, he was kept for one month."

"Oh!" She did dimly remember that, mostly because it was such an odd amount of time. Most people were kept for either a few days or for months on end. "He was taken with that other guy, Bryce something." That had been news huge news, because Bryce had been kept for much longer. It was the only time something like that had happened. "I don't think I realized he was an orphan."

"Why would you? I only knew because he was from the same orphanage as me," Trish said, a sad kind of little smile on his face. "The news stations aren't as interested in people like me as they are in people like you and Alex."

"But that's wrong!"

"You have families. People they can interview. Important people. Connections. I don't have any of that." The young blonde said it matter of factly, not at all put out by her own description. She looked at Bella curiously, as if surprised that she was at all disturbed by the implications. "I'm sure if you and Alex hadn't been taken at the same time, I would have been bigger news."

Thinking quickly, Bella pushed down her own gut reactions; she found herself feeling defensive, which was stupid. If the news shows weren't talking about Trish, that wasn't her fault and it didn't seem like Trish was blaming her anyway. But she needed to focus, not get upset about the disparity of the situation.

"Have you been around the compound? Seen anything that might help us escape?"

Trish shook her head. "I haven't even been able to figure out which doors lead to the outside. Anytime Jordan's going out, he locks me into the room."

"Do you have any computer access or anything?" That was one thing that would be incredibly helpful. 

But Trish was already shaking her head again. "Not really... he leaves me there and I can access games or books or things to entertain me, but it's not connected to anything. I can't access anything that's not saved to the computer itself."

There were a million more questions that Bella wanted to ask, but out of the corner of her eye she saw movement and when she looked over, Jordan was turning around. She snapped her head around back towards the pool. Alex was on the far side, holding onto the edge and watching them. He looked exhausted and curious; she wondered how long he'd been over there watching them. Obviously not wanting to interrupt.

As Jordan's footsteps came closer, she could only hope that she hadn't gotten Trish into trouble with the big man. 

"Time to go back in," he said. Bella peeked up at him where he was taking Trish's hand and pulling her up from the bench. His expression was stoically blank so she had no idea if he was upset with them or not. But he didn't say anything. 

******

Food. All he could think about was food. Bella had tried to talk to him about her conversation with Trish but he couldn't focus on it. His body was aching. Working out with the anticipation of food, rather than the reality, had been stupid. But what else was he supposed to do? Sit around and think about his upcoming surrender?

Even though he tried to tell himself that it wasn't really a surrender, that was still what he felt like it was. 

But his desire to eat, the gnawing emptiness in his stomach and the hazy way his brain was working made eating a priority. He knew he wouldn't be able to go another day. Hell, he didn't know if he'd make it to dinner at this rate; even after his slow, lazy laps in the pool his muscles felt so weak that for one awful moment he'd thought the soldiers might actually need to help support him. 

The only thing saving him was the fact that no one was denying him water. But that had stopped helping the emptiness yesterday.

As they came into the main room, Alex looked up at the dais, and his gaze crossed that of the Wolf's almost immediately. He could practically feel the hate burning out of him. The collar around his neck felt like it was choking him and for one savage moment he wished that it actually would. But then Bella would be unprotected and alone with the Wolf and these twisted bastards. 

To his surprise, the Wolf kept his face blank as Alex and Bella approached the dais. Coming around to the front of the dais, he stood at the edge. There were only a few people in the room, sitting at the mostly empty tables, but Alex didn't focus on them. He just kept reminding himself why he was doing this. And the girl to his left, beautiful Bella with her soft pink lips and nipples, her nervous trembling and bouncing brown curls, filled his vision. 

Yeah. That's why.

"Sit over here, Pet," the Wolf said, his lips curling up in an anticipatory smile. He pointed to the left of him, right at the edge of the dais, and Bella obediently trotted forward. 

Some incredible smell wafted up from the back of the room and Alex felt his mouth water as his knees nearly buckled. God he was so hungry. His stomach growled loudly enough that he was pretty sure everyone within ten feet of him heard it.

"Do you want to eat today, Toy?" the Wolf asked, softly. Almost coaxingly. 

The way a man might do so to an animal he wanted to tame. And Alex had never felt more like growling. He nodded his head, one short nod, barely perceptible. But apparently that was all the Wolf needed. That one small gesture. He didn't force another answer from Alex. Instead, he just pointed to the spot right in front of him.

"Come here and kneel, Toy."

Aware of the men who stayed on either side of him as he approached the Wolf, Alex felt a small spurt of pride that they still considered him worth guarding. Unfortunately, he knew that he was too weak to be of any threat right now. He practically fell to his knees in front of the Wolf, cursing himself for his lack of control over his muscles. They hit the ground with a thud that seemed to echo throughout the room. 

Behind him, he could hear a few people calling out, but the words in their sentences seemed to blur together. He didn't look up. He just looked straight ahead at the bulging front of dark green pants. 

"Undo my pants, Toy."

The Wolf's voice was practically a low purr, echoing in Alex's ears. Gritting his teeth, he reached up and undid the heavy buckle on the brown belt, pulling it open, and then undid the snaps holding the Wolf's pants closed. He wished it was a zipper so that he could try and catch the Wolf's obvious erection in the metal. 

The heavy, thick cock sprang out, nearly hitting him in the face. The Wolf hadn't worn any kind of underwear. He was already completely hard, the masculine musk of his body filling Alex's nose.

Alex jerked as a large hand caressed the top of his head, winding around to grip the back of his hair and pull it back. He was forced to look up at the Wolf's glowing green eyes, see the hungry anticipation in them. With his other hand, the Wolf gripped his dick and rubbed it over Alex's lips, smearing pre-cum across them.

"Lick me," he said throatily.

Almost as if in response, as if warning Alex not to follow his instincts, his stomach rumbled again. Because he'd wanted to do nothing more than dart forward and bite the bastard.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a hint of movement and glanced over to see Bella. She was watching. Worried. 

I'm doing this for her, he reminded himself.

And he stuck out his tongue and licked. The Wolf hummed his approval. Alex closed his eyes and tried to pretend that he was somewhere else. With someone else. Back when he'd been experimenting with friends, young men he actually cared about. Not some twisted, older asshole. 

He went by feel, so that he didn't have to look, sliding his tongue up to the tip and away again. Back down the shaft. The skin was soft, the cock hard as rock underneath. 

"Open up."

Alex opened his mouth, his muscles tensing even as he tried to force them to relax. The Wolf's grip on his hair tightened, tipping his head back very slightly. Then something hard whacked him in the cheek. It didn't hurt, but Alex knew that he'd just been cock slapped.

Growling, his eyes flew open to glare up at the Wolf.

"Good. That's what I wanted to see," the Wolf said, lips curving up. He was holding his dick in his free hand and he tapped it against Alex's cheek again. Alex tried to jerk away, but he was held in place by the Wolf's hand on his hair, which tugged painfully. "Bite me and you'll regret it."

He shoved his cock into Alex's mouth. 

For a moment, Alex seriously considered biting down on the thick shaft of meat that pressed in, heavy and salty on his tongue. But looking up into the Wolf's eyes, he saw a cold flatness; it wasn't a threat, it was a void, an emptiness. And Alex suddenly wondered if the reason that people were allowed to go free, unharmed, was because no one ever went against the Wolf's orders. That maybe no one before had ever fought against him.

But Alex didn't want to get killed. He didn't want to be the first discrepancy in the Wolf's record. And he sure as hell didn't want to put Bella in real danger. 

The Wolf was staring down at him, waiting, as if he knew that Alex was weighing the consequences. It took every ounce of willpower he possessed to relax his jaw and Alex closed his eyes again. Submitting. 

Animals attacked when threatened, out of fear or instinct. The difference between animals and humans was that humans could stifle their instincts, they could think and reason... they could wait. 

Besides. Perhaps he'd been going about this the wrong way. The constant guards, the Wolf's vigilance... it all stoked Alex's pride to know that he was considered a threat. But how were they ever going to get a chance to explore the compound, to find routes to escape, when they were being constantly watched? He could bend. Let the Wolf and his men think that he was beaten, that he'd be compliant. The entire time he'd be watching and waiting for the right moment. 

He wouldn't risk Bella, or even risk being separated from her if he could help it. 

So he sucked. Hard. And heard the Wolf's groan, felt the man's fingers tightening in his hair. This time the older man allowed him to keep his eyes closed as his cock began to move back and forth in Alex's mouth. It was a rhythmic, almost hypnotic rhythm, and he found it easier and easier to just let his mind drift as he focused on breathing whenever he could get air and sucking and licking the underside of the cock that was fucking his face.

His throat easily accepted the thick length, without gagging or choking, and he just let the Wolf take over, moving Alex's head back and forth. Letting go completely was almost a relief, one -- he realized -- that he would have to be wary of. It was easier to bend, to submit, but it was also dangerous. And he wasn't going to let his own guard down while he was waiting for the Wolf's to fall.

******

Watching the Wolf shoving his slick cock back and forth in Alex's mouth, Bella was almost shocked at how riveting she found the sight to be. She knew that eventually Alex would have to eat, that eventually he would have to give into the Wolf, but somehow she just hadn't been able to picture it. Now she was watching it.

The look that the Wolf had given Alex when he'd first pushed between Alex's lips had made all the hairs stand up on the back of her neck as she shivered uncontrollably. As cruel or toying as he'd been with them, she'd never seen that look before. Then again, the Wolf obviously hadn't considered her a problem the way he did Alex.

His domination over Alex obviously meant more, and he was enjoying it, fucking Alex's mouth with long, hard strokes, his hands caressing the back of Alex's head. There was something intoxicating about seeing a strong, alpha male like Alex being forced to his knees before another alpha-male. Going by the guards that were still standing close, no one truly believed Alex to be beaten either.

The entire room was silent, watching the scene... no one cheering or calling suggestions the way they had with her. They were just savoring the sight. 

The Wolf groaned and thrust harder, faster. The wet slurping sounds increased and she could hear Alex growling low in his throat. Bella found her own breathing increasing as she watched, completely wrapped up in the strangely erotic, horribly fascinating scene in front of her. She shuddered as the Wolf threw back his head, the long line of his body surging forward, and he buried himself completely in Alex's mouth.

She could see Alex's throat working as he swallowed, the flex of the Wolf's fingers and buttocks as he poured his cum down Alex's throat. 

When he pulled away, Alex's eyes opened again and he glared up at the Wolf before looking down at the ground. It was oddly submissive and seemed completely wrong.

"Good Toy," the Wolf said, patting Alex on the head almost absent-mindedly. As if now that Alex had given in, the Wolf had lost interest in him. Looking over at one of the guards still hovering behind Alex -- strangely Bella noticed that the soldier was grinning from ear to ear -- the Wolf waved his hand. "Take Toy back to the room and feed him."

Alex's head swung upwards again, looking over at her. "Bella..."

"Ah yes... Pet will stay with me for the afternoon."

"Bella!" Alex lunged, but the guards caught him immediately.

"Alex, just go!" Bella said, loudly enough for him to hear her. The Wolf was back to ignoring them as he walked back around the table. He didn't even look up at Bella's insistence that Alex leave her or watch Alex struggle against the guards. Bella glared at Alex, seeing his stubborn reluctance written clearly across his face. "Go."

Her voice had dropped to a whisper, but she couldn't stand to see him be tormented further just because he thought she would be unsafe unless he was there. What could he really do to protect her anyway? Sure, she felt better when he was there, but practically, he couldn't help her at all.

The guards dragged Alex away and Bella felt her heart sinking as she watched him go. When the Wolf spoke again, she shivered as goose bumps covered her body.

"Come here, Pet."

******

The guards were joking and laughing as they dragged Alex back to the room.

"Thanks," one of them said, patting his back as they pushed him into the room. "We won a hundred bucks each after you held out till today!"

"Longest any of these whining Moon boys has ever gone," the other said, laughing. 

That was when Alex recognized them as the same guards that had pricked his pride the evening before, taunting him. Even though his brain felt fogged with shame and hunger, he realized that they had done it on purpose. They'd been part of a bet about when he would eat. What kind of people did that?

And he wasn't the first either... others had been subjected to the same treatment. He supposed he should at least feel glad that he'd lasted longer than any of them. 

"You'd probably be whining too if you had to go without food for that long," Alex snapped at them. 

They just laughed.

"If you were from Earth you'd know that most of us have gone that long without eating, and not by choice, like you. Now stop whining and be thankful you get to eat at all," the first one said, smirking at him. He pointed at the table. "They'll bring more solid food in a couple of hours."

Looking over, Alex could see a clear broth and some bread waiting for him, along with something that looked like some kind of fruit juice. The door closed while he was looking at the food. His reflexes were all messed up. 

He needed to eat. Prepare. Get himself back together, because right he needed to be as strong as possible. Not a whiny Moon Boy.

And hope that nothing awful was happening to Bella while he wasn't there.



Taken by the Wolf Ch. 13



Bella approached the Wolf, who was sitting down at his table. He didn't even look at her, 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. Keeping her head down, not wanting to look at anyone, Bella knelt down on top of it. 

As if she was an actual Pet, the Wolf immediately reached out and began to stroke her hair, talking with the man sitting to his left. Bella tried not to let herself feel as though the motions were in any way soothing. Even though he treated her almost gently at times, she had to remind herself that 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. 

Just the thought made her shiver. More than one man and woman who came up to speak with the Wolf gave her a lascivious look as he pet and fed her from his plate. She just stayed quiet and tried to fade into the background, which is 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 off of betting on when Alex would give in and suck the Wolf's cock. Several of them even seemed impressed that he'd held out as long as he did, others were more derogatory although even they seemed surprised at his continued resistance. The latter were the ones that 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 some kind of warehouse they were watching.

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

Just after that, the Wolf pulled her by her hair over his lap so that her bottom was turned up as if asking for a spanking and her head, arms and legs were hanging down towards the floor. Bella shivered as he stroked her bottom, wondering how much of her body was on display even though they were 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 in surprise 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 was going to do was the worst part and she was dreading when he would finally take her anal virginity. But sometimes, like right now, she almost wished he would just go ahead and do it and get it over with, and stop tormenting her. The first finger was joined by a second, stretching the small orifice and making her whimper again.

She could hear his voice droning on as he talked to someone who was standing on the other side of the desk, but she was having 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. Even though he couldn't do anything to help her, just having him there had bolstered her. And 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. She could feel his erection beginning to grow, the front of his pants beginning to bulge against her side as his fingers pumped in and out of her ass, feeling almost good now that the burning discomfort of the initial stretch was passed. When he removed his fingers and pushed a plug into her, she 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. She panted a bit, her pussy spasming, and she moaned a little as she realized that she was getting wet. Then she did moan, loudly, as the plug began to vibrate.

The Wolf picked her up and bent her over his desk so that she was facing the rest of the room, her bottom and pussy right next to him. She could see the grins on the faces of his soldiers and she closed her eyes, turning her head away from both him and them. 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, teasing the sensitive folds, tapping on the base of the plug. And then his hand moved away and she was left standing there, bent over, and aching. The plug hummed away inside of her, keeping her aroused even when he wasn't touching her.

Over and over he repeated the sequence, stroking her pussy until she thought she might scream from the need to cum, 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, leaving her gasping and clenching as the pain and pleasure mingled inside of her. 

It felt like she lay there for hours, trying to listen in to his conversations, but mostly having 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 felt both ashamed and excited the entire time. The Wolf kept her excited by 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 be touching her again and her body would ramp right back up.

It was a torturous cycle and Bella was beginning to consider pleading with him to let her cum when she saw Dr. Margolius headed up towards the dais, a gleeful smile on his face. Immediately she jerked back, which earned her two swift and painful slaps on her bottom. The Doctor looked even more pleased and she realized that he could probably see the fear on her face, something that he obviously enjoyed.

Trying to blank her expression, she couldn't stop herself from shivering as she 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 does."

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, keeping 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 of her butt cheek that made her squeal... and then he was pulling 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 an almost wistful look at Bella, the Doctor retreated. She wasn't sorry to see the back of him, but she couldn't even enjoy it because she was too upset. What the hell had they just put in her?!

******

Pacing back and forth around the room, Alex 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 quite sure how many times he'd re-traced the path at this point. 

After eating all of his broth, which had made his shrunken stomach stand up and take notice, he'd eventually been brought a small meal of rice, flavored with some kind of light creamy sauce, carrots and very bland chicken. It had tasted like heaven. Anything heavier or stronger flavored and he had a feeling he'd have thrown it all up.

Once he'd eaten, he'd napped. And he'd awoken with a surfeit of energy and anxiety. Bella still hadn't returned to the room and his imagination was working overtime; almost as if now that his mind had turned back on, it was overloaded. He inspected every inch of the walls, including the one where they knew the television screen was, and yet couldn't find anything to help him. In fact, 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 who were escorting her, and let out a little moan.

"What did you do to her?" Alex snapped out, jumping forward. His body tensed, he was torn between trying to grab one of the soldiers by their necks or helping Bella. They let her go and he automatically 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."

They both smirked at him, leaving the room. Bella was trembling. Alex pulled her over towards the bed, his worry mounting as she moaned and whimpered with every step. He thought he heard her murmur his name. 

"Bella? Bella, are you okay?" he asked, feeling 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, and 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. He was bent over her, 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, Alex lost himself in that erotic kiss and the feel of her body beneath him as she arched, and 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, that actually wasn't very far. 

"Bella - what-"

"Fuck me, Alex, pleeeeeeease," she said, moaning as she writhed beneath him, rubbing 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 that Bella was completely out of control, unable to stop herself, as she writhed underneath him. And his own body had already responded; his cock was so hard it was aching, the underside of it already 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..."

As she surged up underneath him, her pussy rubbing along the length of his cock, that was enough to spur her orgasm and Bella cried out as she rocked against his body. Her erotic, sensual movements were creating 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, that's what was making her act like this. If he 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?" he asked.

"I don't know." She whimpered a little looking 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," Alex said, with feeling. He could feel her beginning 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," he said, shaking his head, barely managing to keep control over himself. His balls were tight and hot, the ring around his cock was making his pulse pound through his body, and his entire lower body was screaming 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 up, her lips aiming for his. "Alex, please... why are you torturing me?" Her voice was so plaintive as her hips rotated, rubbing her pussy lips against him, that Alex realized he was becoming torn.

She shuddered again, rocking her lower body against him, begging him to fuck her as though it was a mantra that she couldn't stop saying. Alex shook his head, but seeing the pain beginning to grow on her face, the anguish in her voice rising, he could feel his resolve weakening. Pressing her wrists firmly into the bed on either side of her head, he shook his head again. 

Somehow, wrapping her legs around his hips, she managed to lift her body in such a way that his cock twisted almost painfully. He jerked back reflexively, 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, his body automatically surging 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 that her juices were smearing across his entire groin. The plug that was in her ass made her incredibly tight and he could feel the wide bulge of it rubbing against his cock. When he tried to pull out, her legs tightened around him, drawing 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 were actually leaking out of her eyes, but he could hear the 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 was demanding. 

******

Bella cried out as Alex began to thrust, hard and fast into her hot pussy. It felt hot, even to her, as if she was burning up from her cunt outwards. The stretch of her tunnel around his cock had felt wonderful, easing some of the needy pain that had built up inside of her. She'd been burning up, on fire from the inside out, and now she wasn't... she was still burning up but in a completely 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, spreading them wider so that he could pound into her hard. Bella moaned uncontrollably into his mouth, reaching up to wrap her arms around his neck and use that to leverage her hips up to meet his rough thrusts. 

She felt like she was splintering apart. Her nipples were swollen, throbbing, feeling 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, the inner walls of her pussy feeling more sensitive than ever.

Keening, she shuddered beneath him as her orgasm exploded, so much better now that he was inside of her and she wasn't just rubbing against him. She could feel Alex groaning, his hips continuing to piston, as he fucked her through the waves of pleasure. Clawing at his shoulders, Bella felt utterly, wonderfully fulfilled as he moved inside of her.

It was more than scratching an itch, it was satisfying an aching need... she knew it 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, the way his cock massaged the walls of her pussy as he fucked her hard into the bed. 

Screaming as pleasure ripped through her again, Bella arched and thrashed, her thighs tightening around Alex's body, trying to get him even deeper into her. It felt amazing. He felt amazing. She immersed 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 made it harder for him to cum, or he probably would have gone off the second he'd pushed into Bella's pussy, but when he did finally cum it was incredibly intense. He could actually feel the jets of liquid streaming out of him, taking his energy, all his pent-up anxiety and tension, along with it.

Groaning, he lay himself out over her body, his knees too weak to hold himself in the standing position anymore. She was shuddering and clenching 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, he could feel the fine tremors going through her body.

"Again," she whispered, her voice husky.

"I can't."

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

"FUCK!"

The rasp of her tongue against his sensitive cock was almost painfully pleasurable. Bella moaned as she rubbed herself, her hand working between her legs, searching for more pleasure. Grabbing a chunk of her hair, Alex pulled her off of 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, he could see the twist of her wrist as she frigged herself. "I can't Alex... it huuuurts..."

The anguish in her voice broke his heart, because he knew that he wouldn't be able to resist. Not now that he'd heard the relief sex had given her, not knowing that he could erase the pained note. Groaning, he released her hair and she bent over him immediately, cleaning 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 and 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 cockring, an electric collar and drugs running through her system, he reminded himself grimly. It was almost too easy to forget about that. 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.




Taken by the Wolf Ch. 13



But her mouth was eager and hot and sweet, she was sucking 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, her muscles squeezing the tip of his dick as her tongue danced along the underside. It was the best fucking blow job of his life and it was making him feel like shit. 

Her soft hair curled around his fingers as his hips thrust upwards, 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.

Gripping her hips, Alex gritted his teeth, determined to give her what she needed and still trying his best not to enjoy it. Bella was sitting straight up, taking him deeply and completely into her body, so wet with their combined juices and the saliva on his cock that it only took one thrust to bury him inside of 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 were creeping inside of him.

Cupping her breasts, Bella 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 that it wasn't her choice... although he chose to give freely because he couldn't bear the alternative. 

Since he'd already cum once, with the help of the cock ring he managed to keep from cumming again as she rode him through orgasm after orgasm after orgasm....

******

The sound of the door opening and men laughing woke Bella. She was 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 felt 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 could remember 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 that it had definitely 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 cumming... and then she couldn't really 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.

Afterwards 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, doing 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 right now. Remembering the way she'd acted, even knowing she'd been drugged, made her feel incredibly ashamed. Like 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 she wasn't feeling entirely sane to be perfectly honest. Punching someone right now would feel really, really good. Even if it did get her a punishment.

Although as soon as she had the thought she felt immediately torn, because she really didn't think she could take any kind of punishment in her current condition.

The Wolf looked up from his own 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 they were each handed a plate of food. Uneasiness skittered across her senses. More of the Wolf's unpredictable behavior. She'd already learned today that she couldn't anticipate what he might do... 

A huge screen across 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 taped. Every movement. Every begging word. 

Heads were turning between her and Alex on the dais, and her and Alex on the screen, obviously wanting to see their reactions. She didn't think she had one. Everything just felt numb as she watched Alex fuck her while she writhed beneath him. They'd been watched... and she felt like something inside of 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 she did the only thing she could do.

She shut everything out. 

******

Ignoring the sights and sounds of the tape, even as anger boiled in his chest, Alex wrapped his arm around Bella and turned her so that 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 started playing.

And he was calling himself six kinds of dumbass for not realizing that of course the bedroom was bugged, with both visual and audio. It wasn't the kind of thing he'd ever had to think about in his life, although he'd seen things like it in movies. They were so isolated, so protected up on the Moon that it hadn't even occurred to him to think they might be watched. Which meant that 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 he fed her, he looked around the room for any hint of sympathy. Empathy. Anything that he might be able to use to find some kind of ally. And 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. Looking just as gorgeous as he remembered. His cock even twitched a little, despite the fact that it had been overworked already.

The Wolf didn't come to them that night. But that wasn't a relief to Alex, because all he could wonder was what the man was planning while he was giving them time to recover.



Taken by the Wolf Ch. 14



Everything was back to normal in the morning. Including Alex's cock. Whatever was in the cream the soldier had rubbed onto him had worked miracles. He noticed that Bella was moving easier too, as if she was barely sore anymore.

They were given their breakfast and then taken to exercise. Now that he was eating again, he felt much more energized. Bella told him everything that she'd talked with Trish about the day before. Now he just had to figure out which was the North East side of the compound and where the entrance there was located. And if there were other ways to get in and out of the compound. He figured there had to be.

Now that his brain felt like it was working again, he'd woken up with a flurry of new thoughts. Most of them based on movies that he'd seen, unfortunately, but he had to stop thinking like he usually did. Had to stop making assumptions about the place they were living. Now, even though they were outside, he didn't trust that there weren't listening devices planted all around. He'd been assuming that the Wolf relied on the electric collar around his neck and the trackers that had been planted in their arms to catch them if they escaped. For some reason it hadn't really occurred to him that they'd be monitored other than that.

Now he was trying to be smarter about their situation, but he didn't really have much to go off of except fiction. The petty wars and conflicts of the Earth didn't touch the Moon, they were almost completely separate entities. Even when the Moon families did intervene in Earth affairs in a military way, it was always with the use of mercenaries, not their own children. 

For the first time, Alex wondered if perhaps that was a mistake... because how could he, or any of the victims taken by the Wolf, ever be prepared?

Bella's swim didn't last as long as his, she still seemed rather tired. He pushed himself to the limit, now that he was getting steady food again. Part of him wondered if the Wolf would make them start earning their meals again or if, now that Alex had done what the Wolf wanted, if he had moved on from that particular torment.

His muscles burned by the end of his workout, but his energy was up. He was feeling good. Maybe even a little bit hopeful. 

******

Watching Alex's powerful body plow through the water, Bella couldn't help but wonder what her life might have been like if she and Alex had met before she and Ken had met or Alex and Lisa had met. She felt incredibly attached to him, although sometimes she wondered if their connection was only because of their situation. But she felt safe when she was snuggled in his arms. 

It had hurt her yesterday, to see their... their interlude in the room broadcasted and used. To know that it hadn't been either of their choices, even though they'd been alone. It had made her realize that her feelings for him might be a little bit more than just friends caught in a situation. Maybe it was because she was becoming used to relying on him, but she also felt an incredible amount of resentment towards the Wolf for taking away something she hadn't even realized she wanted - sex with Alex. But not just sex.

Pushing down those emotions, she sighed. It was pointless wondering what would have happened between her and Alex if they hadn't been captured after catching Ken and Lisa cheating on them. If she was being truly honest with herself, she realized that it was doubtful they would have even seen each other again. Seeing each other would have just reminded them of their significant others' infidelity. 

Feeling like something had been stolen from them made no sense.

Shifting on her bottom made her wince. The soldiers had plugged her before letting her into the pool, making her bend over and spread her cheeks. Fortunately Alex had already been in the pool swimming laps, so he hadn't seen her shameful position as she'd held her butt cheeks open for them while they'd talked about her pretty virgin asshole and pushed the plug back and forth in it. While she was getting more used to having something in her ass, and it didn't really hurt anymore, she still didn't like it.

And having it inside of her was making her increasingly nervous. She'd been so sure yesterday that the Wolf was going to take her anal virginity when Alex had been taken away. Now she worried that he'd just been waiting for when Alex could be an alert and energetic audience.

After Alex got out of the pool, he came and sat next to Bella, drying off in the sun. She tried not to look at his body or think about how attractive he was, with the droplets of water rolling down his skin. It always seemed wrong to check him out, considering their situation. 

Even more wrong when she sometimes thought he was looking at her and she'd feel a thread of pleasure at his attention.

"Hey," she mumbled, peeking at him from underneath her eyelashes. She still wasn't sure how he felt about her behavior the afternoon before, drugged or not. Even though he was acting like everything was normal between them - well, as normal as it could be - she wasn't sure if it was just that: acting. 

"Hey." His eyes were fixed on some of the soldiers who had gathered together and were talking in a circle, not paying any attention to them. Jordan wasn't anywhere near them, he was walking around the pathways with Trish, and it looked like they were actually talking. "What do you think they're talking about?"

Bella looked again to make sure that he was referring to the soldiers. "Us maybe?"

"Maybe, but they haven't looked over here once..." Alex said softly, almost as if he was talking to himself more than to her. "They're distracted."

Was he really thinking about trying to escape right now, she wondered. Had he somehow already figured out where the main entrance to the compound was? She hoped not, it seemed like the perfect way to get caught. Plus, they still had the trackers in them and he still had the collar on.

He glanced over at her and must have seen something of her thoughts on her face. "Don't worry, I'm not going to try anything right now. I'm just wondering why they're talking rather than paying attention to us, for once."

"Maybe they're just finally used to seeing us naked," she said. She hadn't meant it as a joke, but a grin flashed across Alex's face and she found herself smiling back. It felt almost odd to smile. But at the same time, she felt something in her chest loosen, as if her heart was just a little bit lighter.

"Maybe," he said as his smile faded. The brief moment was gone as quickly as it had come.

******

When they were led back into the Wolf's lair, as Alex darkly thought of it, he didn't know what to expect. It was lunch time, but would they be required to earn their meal? They hadn't yesterday and look how that had turned out. Bella still seemed uncomfortable around him, which he understood but it still grated on him again.

They were both still adapting to being completely out of control of their lives. He had to admit, she was already working better within the framework of their new reality than he was. Submitting to someone else was not natural for him and he had to fight his instincts, had to stop and second guess his reactions. But if he could imitate Bella, could lull them all into thinking that he was beaten, that he had accepted what was happening to them...

Perhaps.

Besides, he'd come to realize that the Wolf didn't get off on just having him and Bella as prisoners. He got off on Alex's resistance to everything more than he did on toying with them physically. Maybe if Alex acted beaten, the Wolf would get bored with them, as well as careless.

It was worth a shot anyway. If they could just have the opportunity to explore more of the compound, even with the cameras watching, that would be something. He needed to find out how and where to go to get his collar removed, and the trackers in their shoulders, and how and where to get out of the compound. From watching the guards in the outdoor area, he knew their normal routines, but as today had proved, they didn't always follow that.

To him, that meant that something must be going on. Probably not with him and Bella since none of them had paid attention to the prisoners. Which was also important. Maybe something was going down that had nothing to do with him and Bella, that had to do with the Wolf's normal affairs. Something that would distract the entire compound and allow him and Bella a tad more freedom.

Or maybe they would just be locked into their room, but perhaps he could even use that to his advantage. If people weren't watching as closely, maybe they could try to take his collar off.

The Wolf ignored them all through lunch, having a series of intense, low-voiced discussions with his people. Jordan was there without Trish, which made Alex feel certain that something was happening. That or something had happened to her, but since he'd just seen her a few hours ago he tried not to be unduly worried.

Once they were done eating, they were left sitting there, only nominally guarded and waiting. Bella was somewhat curled up, hiding her body from the people seated at the tables, more than one of whom was looking at her and Alex. He ignored their attention and didn't bother to hide any of himself. Giving them something to look at so that maybe no one would care that Bella was mostly hidden from their view.

They didn't talk, although they exchanged several looks. Alex was too busy straining to hear the conversations between the Wolf and his soldiers. He couldn't hear much.

"She's requested that..."

"... and set the usual guards...."

"... what does she offer for..."

Snippets of conversation that tantalized but didn't give him a clear idea of what was going on. Something was being planned, something involving a woman, but since they were all referring to her as "she" rather than by name, he wasn't sure who the woman in question was. Or what was being planned. 

He glanced at Bella, who also had her head tilted as though she was listening. Bella did a lot of listening, he'd noticed. More than he did sometimes. Quiet, unobtrusive, and not nearly as rebellious as himself, he bet that some of the Wolf's people even forgot she was there when she wasn't providing them with entertainment. Somehow he didn't think the same kind of tactic would work for him.

A sudden lull made him look up, directly into the Wolf's green eyes which were now focused on him. Beside him he felt Bella shiver; his own reaction was to tense, his muscles ready to go. Even though he'd pushed himself during this morning workout, and he was tired, adrenaline sent energy surging through him. Besides, he'd gotten to rest for a little bit while they were sitting on the dais.

"Ah, Pet and Toy... don't worry I didn't forget about you. In fact, I have plenty of time for you now." The anticipatory gleam in his eye made Alex clench his fists. Whatever the Wolf had planned, he already knew he wouldn't like it. The Wolf snapped his fingers and Alex turned his head around as he heard the whir of machinery.

People were moving back as the floor opened up and the erotic torture chamber came up through the opening. The platform ground into place, ready and awaiting use with its multitude of apparatuses.

The soldiers moved. Because Alex had his back to the Wolf, he'd missed the hand signal and he had to force himself not to lash out as they pulled him away from Bella. To his surprise, she tried to hit one of them, but the woman just laughed and pinched Bella's nipple, making her shriek. He wasn't sure what had made Bella try to do that; it was almost as if they'd reversed roles... he hadn't protested or even moved when the soldiers pressed down on his shoulders, whereas Bella was fighting for the first time.

"Ah, Pet's in a temper today," the Wolf said, sounding amused. "We'll have to see what we can do to help her... feel better." Those in the room laughed, as the last two words were laden with all sorts of sexual intensity. There was no doubt what the Wolf meant by making her feel better.

The soldiers took Bella to a padded bench which was on a slight incline, bending her over it so that her bottom was up in the air. Although there were armrests, her wrists were cuffed to the base of the bench, limiting her movement even more than the armrests would have. At least there she'd be able to bend and flex her elbows to get some give. 

Alex felt his cock twitch at the sight of the plug winking between her cheeks, buried in her asshole, and the splayed lips of her pink pussy as her legs were pulled apart and also cuffed to the bench. Bella squirmed, but she'd already stopped fighting, now it just looked like her movements were involuntary reactions to being restrained in front of so many people. She had to be nervous. He hated that seeing her like this still made him a little hard, which - with the tight cock ring - started a reaction that would inevitably lead to a full fledged hard on, whether he liked it or not. 

"Our sweet little anal virgin," the Wolf said from behind Alex, his words rolling out as if he was tasting each of them as they left his tongue. Savoring them. "But not for much longer. Put Toy in place."

Now Alex was brought to his feet, and he immediately dug in his heels, trying to swing his head around to look at the Wolf and see what he meant. But the soldiers were already dragging him towards Bella and he couldn't turn his head around far enough to see the Wolf's expression... what he could see was the woman that Bella had tried to hit pulling the butt plug from Bella's anus. The little hole gaped slightly, Bella's body squirming even more now.

Cheers were ringing around, he recognized the sounds of bets being settled as the soldiers put his own feet outside of Bella's and cuffed his ankles to hers. One of them stood behind him, holding his wrists and keeping him off balance. 

"What the fuck," he growled, trying to pull away as one of the men cupped his dick, which was half-hard and unable to go down from looking at Bella's body, and began to stroke it. Alex's stomach was sinking, but he had been too slow... his ankles were already attached to Bella's and he couldn't get away. Under the man's squeezing strokes, spreading lube over his shaft, his dick came to life, blood rushing in, tightening the ring around the base of his cock and balls even more. 

Fingers stroked down his back and he arched away, trying to jerk his wrists out of the soldier's grip. The Wolf's hot breath wafted against his ear. "Have you figured it out yet, Toy? You're going to get the chance to save our sweet Pet's ass. All you have to do is not fuck her and no one will."

"Like I'm supposed to trust your word," Alex said through gritted teeth. 

The Wolf stroked Alex's face with one finger, and he stood there, refusing to move or jerk away now. It was like a game of chicken, to see who would flinch first. The older man's glittering green eyes looked almost sorrowful. "Have I lied to you yet, Toy?"

"You said you let that other girl go days ago, but she hadn't been returned home when we watched the news."

"I didn't lie. Perhaps you do not believe," the Wolf said with a shrug, as if Alex's belief didn't matter one way or another. "But I did not lie. And I do not lie now. Although, it doesn't not matter whether or not you believe, I think you will try anyway. To protect Pet. Won't you, Toy?" He ran his finger over Alex's lips and Alex had to steel himself against jerking away.

Of course he'd do what he could to protect Bella. 

The soldier gripping his cock lowered it and pressed it against her virgin anus, Alex groaned as the man behind him pushed forward. Bella let out a gasping shriek as the tight ring of her anus was forced open to accommodate the head of Alex's cock.

"Stop it!" he shouted, trying to pull back, but they were already taking his wrists and forcing him to bend over her. Arching his back and his hips, Alex tried not to think about how good the tight clasp of her hot back entrance felt around the head of his cock. Only the tip of his dick was lodged inside of her body as the soldiers cuffed his wrists to the arm rests.

The position put an incredible amount of strain on his arms, his hips and his legs as he hovered over her, keeping as far away from her as possible. The position didn't allow him to pull out of her completely, but he could keep from allowing more of his lubricated cock to slide into her tight hole.

For now.

"All you have to do is not fuck her sweet little ass," the Wolf said, as wet fingers began to rim and play with Alex's own asshole. He grit his teeth, shuddering with the effort of staying in the uncomfortable position and also against the surge of pleasure as he was stimulated from both ends. It was just like their first day, when the Wolf had raped both of them simultaneously, except that this time Bella hadn't even been given the fascimile of a choice and this time Alex had a thin chance of protecting her from further violation.

"Please no, please no, please no," he could hear her chanting softly, so softly that it was just a whisper tickling his ear. He groaned as she clenched around him, like she was trying to force him out. Unfortunately it only made him want to thrust in, to fill her completely, because it felt so damn good. The heat of her ass was scalding the head of his cock and the need to bury himself inside of her was killing him.

"Bella stop," he gritted out between his teeth as one of the Wolf's fingers slid into his own ass, breaching the tight hole. Unlike Bella, he hadn't been prepared with a plug and the intrusion burned a bit. "You have to stop clenching."

Another finger slid into his ass, spearing him and Alex groaned when Bella's ass spasmed at the exact same time. His hips jerked involuntarily, pushing himself a little deeper inside of her and she squealed.

"Sorry, sorry," he groaned, pulling his hips back, which had the double effect of forcing the Wolf's fingers further into his own ass.

"Mmm, so eager, Toy, I like that," the Wolf said, chuckling.

"Fuck you."

"That's what I plan to do," taunted the Wolf, his fingers twisting inside of Alex, opening his ass up further. Alex snarled, but he couldn't pull away without pushing deeper into Bella's body. She'd finally relaxed, adjusted enough that she'd stopped squeezing his cock.

The Wolf withdrew his fingers and Alex braced himself over Bella, waiting for the rough thrust that he knew was coming.

Instead, the Wolf pressed his cock against Alex's anus and very, very slowly began to push in. Alex groaned, the combination of the slow penetration and his burning muscles as he tried not to let what was happening to him effect Bella was incredibly difficult to withstand. His legs and arms wanted to give in, his muscles begging for relief, as his ass was opened up.

The thick cock burned as it slid in, going slow and deep. The inward slide was relentless, pushing forward without once drawing back to gain an easier entry and Alex panted and tried to relax the tight ring of muscle while at the same time keeping himself braced. It hurt. It felt good. And his cock twitched inside Bella's ass, wanting more than ever to fully embed itself in her heat.

******

She was a selfish bitch. And she knew it. 

Alex's body was hovering over her, protecting her, and she knew it was at a cost to himself. She could feel the tense line of his legs against hers, see the trembling of his wrists on either side of her, feel the way his cock twitched inside of her, and hear his groan. From their words, Bella knew that the Wolf was fucking Alex, raping his ass again. 

And Alex was holding himself in position for it, straining to resist doing the same to her. Because he didn't want to hurt her.

She hated herself for hoping he could withstand the Wolf's assault. After all, if he was being raped, hurt, and she wasn't - because of his efforts - that was shameful. Selfish. 




Taken by the Wolf Ch. 14



Wrong.

But if he didn't... then she'd be protected. Strangely, she believed the Wolf when he said that he would allow her to remain an anal virgin, with a cock never having penetrated her ass deeper than Alex's currently was.

It hurt in the strangest way, making her hole throb. Nothing like the butt plug, because his cock twitched and moved inside of her, she could feel it pulsing. She had no idea how much of him was in her, but it felt huge. 

Bella gasped as it slid deeper before Alex cursed and pulled away again. He was tiring. She could sense it. The Wolf's thrusts into his body were slow, deep, and purposeful. It was a waiting game. Perhaps he could have forced Alex into her with fast, rough strokes, but this long, slow fucking was going to slowly wear Alex down, a little bit at a time. 

And with every inch, he would curse himself.

Shuddering, Bella closed her eyes. She could still feel everyone watching them, but at least she wouldn't see it. 

"Alex, just do it." Her voice was little more than a whisper.

"No."

"Alex, please, just do it..." She didn't know whether or not he would think her a coward, but she couldn't just lay here and let him torment himself, filling himself with guilt as he was pressed into her. Because she realized that it was inevitable.

So she squeezed his cock. His body buckled slightly, pushing his cock deeper into her and she gasped as her anus spasmed. It hurt with a burning itch, an unbearable stretch that made tears spring to her eyes. 

"Dammit, Bella..." Alex's voice rasped and she could feel him struggling to push himself back up. But his muscles were tired. Sore.

Her voice was caught in her throat as she underwent her own struggle, trying to breathe through the waves of discomfort and burning that his cock had caused in her virgin anus. She wanted to tell him that it was okay, she wanted to tell him to keep going, but she couldn't.

Then he surged deeper. She could actually feel the push of the Wolf's thrusts, which were getting harder, and Alex was in a terrible spot. Every tremor of his body went through her, she could feel the heat of him coming closer and she realized that he wasn't anywhere near being all the way inside of her yet. Bella whimpered, trying her best to be quiet, trying not to increase Alex's ordeal.

His muscles gave out, almost completely, and he managed to keep from crushing her, but the entirety of his cock pushed into her asshole. 

She shrieked as the flaming pain licked her insides, her tight hole clenching against him and trying to reject the thick intrusion so deep inside of her.

"Sorry, sorry," Alex's voice whispered in her ear, his voice thick with guilt.

"It's okay," she gasped out, lying through her teeth.

His hips pulled out slightly and then shoved back in and Bella shuddered.

"Pet's ass just got its first cock!" the Wolf shouted above the cheers that were exploding around them. 

Tears leaked through her lashes - shame, humiliation, fear, and pain. Would she have to suffer through this a lot? It hurt as Alex's cock was dragged out of her, she could feel the Wolf's fingers wrapping around Alex's hips and pulling him away, before pushing forward again. The thrust made her writhe, groaning and shuddering as her body tried vainly to adjust to the thick cock that had deflowered her last virgin hole. 

The movement was even worse than the overly full feeling, burning as his cock receded, the strange drag of his flesh against her sensitive inner walls exacerbating her discomfort. It almost felt better when Alex was shoved back in again, the back of the Wolf's fingers digging into her buttocks, Alex's thick cock buried deep inside of her. The Wolf was fucking them both again, raping them both... he'd created an anal train with himself as the conductor and at one point in her life she would have thought such a description funny.

Now it was devastating.

Bella groaned and took it, because there was nothing else she could do. She could feel Alex struggling above her, trying to fight the Wolf's forceful thrusts, trying to resist the push and pull of his hands, which made for rather inconsistent thrusts into her own backside. 

"Stop fighting Alex, just stop!" she cried out, frustrated. Didn't he realize that struggling, fighting, only made the entire event take even longer?

"Listen to Pet, Toy... you might be the brawn but she's definitely the brains," the Wolf said, laughing. "The more you fight, the worse it will be... or maybe you're too thick to have learned that lesson yet."

She hated the way the Wolf was taunting Alex, but she couldn't help but feel a surge of relief as Alex stopped his useless resistance. The rhythm of thrusts immediately became smoother, less painfully unpredictable. Her body relaxed as much as it could under the circumstances.

It already hurt less, although her level of guilt was higher now. There was never any benefit for free here, it was always a trade off. 

The burning was beginning to lessen, to morph into something else. Bella found the thrusts easier and easier to take, the steady rhythm stroking inside of her and becoming almost hypnotic. That was when she realized that it was starting to feel good. That elusive 'different' good that had been described to her but which she'd never been interested in. It didn't help that these smoother, steadier thrusts were pressing the front of her mound against the padded leather, something that she could appreciate more than that she wasn't writhing in pain.

Her pussy was beginning to feel hot and a little needy, her ass clenching as her body demanded a response. Bella stifled a moan - was she beginning to enjoy this?

******

The first lift of Bella's bottom up against his thrust was so subtle that Alex thought he might have imagined it. Then came another. And another. 

It felt incredible, the tight heat of her ass pushing against him, pulling at his cock, while the Wolf's deep thrusts stroked his own heated interior, rubbing over his prostate again and again. Alex writhed between the two of them, caught by pleasure on all sides, as much as he hated it. As if sensing something had changed, the Wolf began to fuck him harder, spearing Alex's anus with his cock and making Alex, in turn, fuck Bella harder.

Soft gasps beneath him indicated that she was starting to enjoy it, that she wasn't in pain anymore. Which soothed some of his guilt. His muscles felt incredibly sore now, although he was still keeping the Wolf from putting both of their weight onto her. Alex hated how much he was enjoying the silky heat of her ass, the way her muscles spasmed around his cock, and the soft cushion of her bottom against his groin... but he couldn't help it.

"Fuck..."

The relentless press against his prostate was taking its toll, even with him fighting his orgasm and the tight cock ring helping to postpone it. The Wolf was nearing his end, and Alex could feel his own balls tightening in response; an erotic reflex that he couldn't control. Bella bucked beneath him, wriggling in a way that made him think she was rubbing her front against the bench, getting closer to her own climax.

'Let go,' said a little voice in his head. 'You wanted the Wolf to think he was getting the better of you anyway, just let go...'

But that voice also worried him. The path of least resistance was dangerous. But at the same time, it was right. 

Alex surrendered, the same way Bella had, but only for this moment. Only for right now while his cock plundered her virgin ass, while he was fucked from behind at the same time. He let the sensations overtake him, clouding out logic and reason, overpowering his emotions.

The Wolf pounded harder into him, gripping his hips and forcefully shoving him into Bella's tight ass. Every time he drew out, the Wolf's hips surged forward and filled him and he filled Bella in turn, fucking her harder and harder. Her gasps were louder now that he wasn't holding back, and yet just as filled with a painful kind of pleasure as before. He'd heard her cum often enough to know that she was getting close. 

And when she did, her ass clamped down on him like a vise, sucking his cock in. Alex groaned, arching his back as her asshole squeezed him almost painfully, unable to move back or forth. The impossibly strong grip of her sphincter held him in place while the Wolf pummeled his own vulnerable asshole, the head of his dick sliding over Alex's prostate with each thrust.

Cum pushed against the cockring and then exploded through it, forcing its way past the tight constriction, past the spasming rim of Bella's asshole and deep into her colon. As he cried out, his body writhing with pleasure, he could feel the Wolf's liquid explosion deep inside him, brought on by his own shuddering clenches. Heat filled him, ecstasy ripping through him, swinging him up and sending him crashing back down along with reality as wild applause filled his ears.

Hunched over Bella, Alex took a shuddering breath as she mewled beneath him and he realized he was crushing her. With the last of his strength, he pushed himself up enough so that she could breath. Her asshole massaged his shrinking cock and he knew that his was doing the same to the Wolf's.

When the Wolf pulled out, he could feel a slimy track of cum slide out as well and begin trickling down the back of his thigh. 

"Are you okay?" he whispered in Bella's ear, worried. She nodded, but he couldn't see her face.

"Alright people, we only have another day and a half, back to work," the Wolf said loudly.

Soldiers pulled Alex off of Bella and he had a momentary glimpse of her reddened asshole gaping at him between her pink cheeks before he was being led away. Surprisingly wobbly on his own legs, he allowed the soldiers to support him as they steered him out of the room, vainly listening for some more clues as to what was exactly going down in a day and a half.

After being cleaned in the showers, Bella and Alex were returned to their room. He felt absurdly grateful when she immediately crawled into his arms, resting her head on his shoulder as they cuddled in the bed. 

"I'm sorry," he whispered to the top of her head, stroking her hair.

"Don't be stupid," she whispered back, sounding sleepy. "I don't blame you."

Well that was something, although it didn't completely assuage his feelings of guilt. He kept feeling like he SHOULD have been able to do something.

******

Bella murmured more reassurances to Alex, she could tell from the tension in his body that he was still blaming himself. The big idiot. Although she understood, but there really wasn't anything he could have done. She worried that he was taking way too much of the responsibility for what was happening to them onto his broad shoulders. Eventually he would metaphorically crack under the strain if he overloaded himself. 

Snuggling up to him, trying to ignore the soreness in her ass, she stroked his chest, curling her fingers through the wiry hairs.

"It's okay," she repeated again. "Besides, I'd rather it be you than him." It was the closest she'd come to telling Alex that she was starting to have feelings for him that went more than friendly. What she really meant was that she was kind of glad it had been him if it had to be somebody. If it had been anyone else, even Ken, she would have suspected that they were secretly overjoyed to be the one to pop her cherry.

Alex obviously respected that it hadn't been something she'd wanted and he'd done his best for her. 

Sure it had hurt, but it had also felt better in the end than she could have ever imagined. She still wasn't entirely sure what had happened, it had kind of felt like an orgasm, but different too. 

Slowly she felt the tension leak out of Alex's big body, and then soft snores told her that he'd fallen asleep. Probably exhausted. He'd definitely expended more energy than her. All she'd done was lay there.

But she wanted to get through this, more or less intact, and it did seem like the best chance for that was to try and fly under the radar. Not something it seemed Alex excelled at. Privately she wondered if the Wolf would have been less interested in them if Alex wasn't the way he was. He couldn't help it, she got that, but she also thought that the Wolf seemed to enjoy the process of breaking Alex more than he was interested in her.

Which, if she was only in this for herself, would have been a major advantage. But she and Alex were a team, and right now she didn't know if they were winning or losing the long war.



Taken by the Wolf Ch. 15



That night they were served dinner in the room, during which time they talked about what might be going on that had the Wolf and his men so busy. Not that either of them were upset about being ignored - although being cooped up in the room did mean that they couldn't learn anything more - but it was unusual. 

"I feel like we were entertainment this afternoon, a distraction. Like watching TV during a break," Bella said, a bit miserably. After all, who liked to think of their pain and humiliation in such terms? It still wasn't entirely comfortable to sit. If she'd thought the butt plugs were bad, the aftermath of anal sex had left her a lot more tender in that entire area. Still, she didn't say anything about it because she could tell that Alex was still feeling guilty, even though it's not like he could have done anything.

"Yeah... I don't know exactly what is going on, but I feel like that maybe someone important is coming here. For a visit or negotiations or... something," Alex said. Bella noticed that he wasn't quite able to look her in the eye, which made her bite her lip in frustration. But she worried that bringing it up would only make him even more awkward around her.

Probably better just to act normal. "I wonder who..."

The news stations they watched had always focused on the Wolf, because he was so interesting and big and splashy. Although everyone knew that there were others who ruled over large swaths of the population of Earth, for the most part the Moon families didn't pay attention to what didn't affect their day to day lives. Bella was starting to realize how isolated, how ignorant that made them. From the disgruntled look on Alex's face, he was feeling the same way.

Neither of them had any real theories, which made their conversation go around in circles a bit, but what else were they supposed to talk about? Eventually Bella got into bed and watched as Alex paced around the room some, running his fingers over any seams in the wall that he could find, especially around the area where they knew the television was. 

"He could let us watch something again," Alex muttered under his breath, obviously referring to the Wolf. 

After he'd made several circuits of the room, Alex just sighed and stood there, staring at the wall. Bella couldn't help but admire the muscles in his back and the firm cheeks of his butt. She wondered if he was as sore back there as she was - not exactly something she could ask.

Even though she was exhausted, she couldn't fall asleep, and she'd finally figured out why. "Come to bed, Alex," she said softly, a hint of pleading in her voice.

Alex sighed again and turned around, his frustration evident on his face. Bella's heart twinged; she wished she had a better suggestion for him, but what were they supposed to do other than get their rest? They often needed more than they got. And she couldn't sleep until Alex was there, holding her and protecting her from the terrors of the night.

If they needed any confirmation that someone was watching, after having seen video evidence of their own interlude together, as soon as Alex had himself comfortably settled in bed, with his arms wrapped around her, the lights went out. In the darkness, Bella snuggled even closer to him, burying her nose in his chest hair and breathing in his masculine scent. She felt his cock harden against her belly, but typical Alex didn't make a move to do anything about it.

Part of her wanted to tell him that it was okay, that she would be happy to be with him like that... but she couldn't find the words. Besides, she was so tired and finally feeling safe and warm in his arms... darkness dragged her under.

******

Alex woke the next morning uncomfortably hard. Having Bella snugged up against him all night had been torturous, but he could tell that she slept a lot better for it and he definitely wasn't going to deny her any comfort he could give her. He cursed both his dick and the cock ring around the base of it, which made it impossible for him to go down. 

Next to him, Bella stirred sleepily, her hand trailing along his stomach and he gritted his teeth as he caught her wrist and pulled it away.

"Wha-?" she asked sleepily, blinking her soft brown eyes up at him. A glow appeared in their depths as she registered his presence, a glow that he didn't deserve but that soothed something inside of him. 

"Morning," he said, giving her hand a squeeze. "I guess we're not getting our usual wake up call."

"I guess not," she said, glancing at the door. She hesitated and looked around. "Do you know if he..."

"I don't think so," Alex said. At least, he definitely hoped he would have slept through the Wolf coming in and out of the room. Just the idea was disturbing.

Bella shifted, her body brushing across Alex's cock, and every muscle in his body tensed. Gasping, Bella looked down at his cock, which was big and red and angry looking.

"Oh my god, Alex... that looks painful."

"Don't worry about it," he said shortly, trying to drag the covers back up over his hips.

"Don't be stupid, I can help."

"Bella, no, don't -" he groaned as she reached underneath the sheet and wrapped her fingers around his cock.

"I don't mind," she murmured, pressing her soft curves against him from the side. "As long as you don't mind... and we keep the sheets up so they can't see..."

"Fuck... no, I don't mind, but you shouldn't... I don't..." Alex floundered for words as her hand began to slide up and down his cock. Fuck that felt amazing. Heavenly. Like he would mind having Bella jerk him off? Was she insane? He was humbled that she wanted to touch him at all after yesterday, much less provide him with sexual relief. It was something he could take care of himself, and part of him felt that he should, but something in her tone of voice said that this was something she truly wanted to do.

"It's okay, just kiss me," she whispered. There was a vulnerability to her request that made him pause. Turning on his side to face her, he tipped her head up and saw the uncertainty in her eyes. 

What she was offering him absolutely astounded him, even though he doubted she realized how much of her emotions were showing. Hope, worry, and real desire all flickered in her dark eyes, along with a connection that he'd never seen before. Something that had been growing between them, but which they hadn't had time to notice because of all the crazy shit going on around them.

But for this moment, they co-existed in a little bubble, just the two of them. Even though they were aware of the cameras, the sheets would keep anyone from being able to see too much. And he didn't care if they saw what he was about to do.

Lowering his lips to hers, Alex kissed her. Gently but firmly, moving his arms carefully around her to cup the back of her head and wrap his other arm around her hips, pulling her flush against him. Bella moaned a little and wriggled, rocking her hips as he massaged her lower back, tilting her head back to open her more fully to him. Her fingers tightened around his cock and he moaned, deepening the kiss as her lips parted for him.

It was a ray of sunshine through the darkness, a slice of something pure amid depravity and trash, a tiny spark of hope to set against the relentless degradation. His hips rocked, harder and faster, thrusting his cock through her fingers as his pre-cum wet the hole she'd made with her hand. Bella gave herself up to his kiss, allowing him to take her mouth fully, giving him a measure of control that he'd been without ever since they'd been taken. 

Groaning, Alex thrust harder, the head of his cock stabbing into her soft belly, but instead of moving away she just wriggled closer. He reached down between them, sliding his fingers into her pussy and was almost shocked at how wet and hot she was between the swollen lips. The feel of her arousal coating his fingers blew away the last vestiges of uncertainty and he groaned as he pressed his fingers deeper.

******

The feel of Alex's fingers parting her folds, pushing into her body, was more intimate and erotic than Bella could have imagined. It didn't matter that they'd already had sex - multiple times - none of that compared to this stolen moment of pure pleasure. No drugs, no audience, no agendas... Bella squeezed his cock harder, trying to ignore the ring at the base of his shaft as she stroked him, the only reminder of their captivity.

Well, that and the collar around his throat that her other hand encountered as she slide it up over his shoulder and neck and into his hair. Alex was devouring her with his mouth, their bodies rocking together with heat and need. Whimpering, Bella ground herself down on his hand, her swollen clit throbbing as his fingers dipped inside of her, probing her wet hole. It felt incredible. He knew exactly how to stroke her, how to touch her, to make her writhe with wanton need. To make her forget everything else and just melt into the sensations he was creating inside of her.

His cock throbbed in her hand and she felt stick fluid spraying her stomach, the hot liquid seeming to sear her soft skin. Bella moaned, a bit disappointed. In the past, with Ken, he'd always lost interest in continuing things once he'd achieved his own orgasm. And she'd been so very close to her own...

She should have realized things with Alex would be different.

Instead of pulling away, his kiss deepened even further, his fingers pushing completely inside of her, stretching her open. Bella gasped with shock as he maneuvered her onto her back, using his body weight to position her the way he wanted - with her legs spread, leaving her pussy open for him. The covers were still over them, so no one could see, but she could still feel every movement, every thrust of his fingers, the way his palm cupped her and pressed into her. Groaning, she moved her hips up and down in time with his own movements, clutching at him as his tongue explored her mouth, muffling the anxious sounds that were coming from her throat.

The pleasure came, fast and hot, buoyed by her excitement and the warmth that had spread through her when she realized he had no interest in stopping. The slowly cooling cum on her belly only turned her on more, as if he'd marked her... reminding her that she'd pleasured him as well. Her pussy tightened down around his fingers, her hips moving spasmodically as she cried out into his mouth, shuddering with the exquisite ecstasy. He continued to stroke her through her orgasm, until she was replete with pleasure, floating on a wave of it.

Only then did he begin to draw away, his kisses coming slower softer, until he was feathering them over her cheeks, lips and eyelids. Bella made a sound low in her throat as he pulled her in, wiping her belly off with the sheet and moving them to the other side of the bed, away from the soiled sheets. She knew that eventually this idyll would be broken, but she was still glad that they'd done it. That she'd reached out and touched him. 

Something between them, something indefinable, had changed.

When the soldiers finally came to get them and take them to the bathroom and then outside, Bella felt much less anxious than usual. She still clung to Alex's side, and he seemed more demonstrably protective than ever, with his arm secured around her and shooting glares at the soldiers who looked at her, but something within her was calmer. It was like they'd reclaimed what the Wolf had taken from them, when he'd drugged her and sent her back to Alex. 

Unfortunately, Alex's new increased protectiveness meant that he ended up trying to fight the soldiers when they bent her over the bench in the group shower.

"Calm down, Toy," one of the women said, laughing as Alex dropped to his knees, his hands going to his collar. Bella shot him a look, her expression pleading with him to listen to the soldier. "Unless you don't want her to have something to help that poor little asshole you abused yesterday." She smirked at him and Alex growled. The man behind him pressed down on his shoulders warningly.

Bella gripped the hard wood of the bench and tried not to whimper as cream-coated fingers were roughly shoved into her asshole, two of them. The tiny hole burned and protested, squeezing tightly to try and force the rude digits out, but they persevered, spreading the cream deep inside of her. She knew that it would eventually help, but right now the thick fingers and the force that was being used was more than a little painful. But she didn't want Alex to realize that, not with the way he was reacting.

So she kept her head down, biting her lip as the fingers sawed back and forth in the tight space, violating her. The sensitive nerve endings had awoken with a vengeance, already sore from being deflowered the day before, and now having to tolerate more abuse. 

"Hurry up Vaughn, plug her so that we can take them out to exercise," one of the other men said, sounding bored.

To Bella's relief the fingers were removed and a plug was pushed it. It was definitely bigger than the ones she'd had before, but it was coated in the same healing cream that had been used to such good effect on both her and Alex since the beginning of their stay, which made it slide easily enough into her rectum. She still winced though, and then sighed with relief as it settled inside of her. At least it just stayed in place, not pushing or shoving the way the soldier's fingers had. 

They were led outside, where the day was already bright and sunny. Jordan was there in the pool with Trish, watching her swim laps. Sometimes he confused Bella; although he definitely didn't care whether Trish was humiliated or exposed to others, he seemed to care for her in his own way. Certainly more than the Wolf did for her or Alex. It was strange. Even more strange was that Trish seemed less frightened of him every time Bella saw her. Definitely the opposite of how she felt about the Wolf. 

Then again, as far as she could tell, Jordan kept Trish protected from the other soldiers with his possessiveness, and he seemed to keep to a routine. Not the psychological battering that the Wolf seemed to favor. 

Alex took to the water with fervor, pounding out his frustrations in physical activity. Following more slowly, Bella sighed with relief as the cool water enveloped her body. Swimming with the plug wasn't comfortable, but her sore insides were already feeling better thanks to the cream. Right now, she'd take whatever upside she could get.

******

When they reached the Wolf's dais, he was as busy as he had been yesterday. Alex sat close to Bella while they ate their lunch. He'd worked out hard, but not exhausted himself the way he had the day before. Both of them were quiet, listening to the conversations going on around them, all of which seemed to involve the security of the compound and making 'space' for someone. Alex was more and more sure that someone important was coming to visit, he just didn't know who. 

And no one said a name, just 'she.'

Going by the serious faces of the Wolf's soldiers, Alex could only guess that 'she' was both dangerous and necessary. Some kind of trade was in the works, he heard mutterings about various goods - especially weaponry. He didn't know what Bella thought about the various snippets they were able to hear, he didn't want to draw attention to them by trying to talk to her. 

He knew that he shouldn't allow what had happened between them this morning to change the way he treated her. Like the Wolf didn't already know that Bella was his weak spot. But he couldn't help the fact that he truly did feel closer and more possessive of her - which, in their current situation, was not only frustrating, it was also possibly dangerous if he didn't get a handle on himself. 

Once they were finished eating and the remains of their lunch had been removed, the Wolf shooed his minions back. 

"Bring Pet and Toy here, to me," he said. As Alex stood, he saw the Wolf finish signing off something and handing it to Jordan, who immediately trotted away with it. Then the Wolf's attention focused on his prisoners and he smiled. Not a cruel smile, but filled with anticipation, enough that Alex felt himself tensing in response. They were moved around to the back of the Wolf's desk where he was sitting. The man immediately reached out and pulled Bella onto his lap so that she was sitting on one of his thighs. 

Submissive as always, Bella sat there, obediently moving her limbs until she was twisted around and facing out over the room. It made Alex grit his teeth to see how nonresistant she was, but at the same time he couldn't blame her either. They both knew that fighting the Wolf had unpleasant consequences, and she had absolutely no chance of overpowering the man. Women on the Moon were not encouraged to develop fighting skills or muscles, unlike the female soldiers they'd been interacting with here on Earth. Bella wasn't a match for any of them, much less a man like the Wolf. 

"There we go, good Pet," the Wolf said, one of his hands casually cupping her breast as he settled her back against him. Alex tried not to look, because just seeing her splayed out on the Wolf's lap made all sorts of violent feelings rise up in him. She was now straddling the man's thigh, facing outward, her body leaning back against his for support, with both of her hands tucked behind her back so that her breasts were thrust out as if asking for attention. If the desk hadn't been in front of them, the entire room would have been able to see the splayed pink interior of her pussy. "There's a news report scheduled that I thought you two might like to see."

The screen across the room flickered to life as he pushed a button on his desk with his free hand, the other still caressing Bella's breast. Her little pink nipple was hardening as long fingers pinched the tiny bud and Alex had to force himself to tear his eyes away and focus on the screen. It took a minute for the sound to catch up and for him to register what they were seeing.

"Abby's Return!" was the banner across the bottom of the screen, a heavily made-up news reporter speaking and gesturing excitedly as the red-headed Abby came out of the hospital, flanked by her family. The news reporter said that she'd been admitted the night before. 

Immediately microphones were shoved at the poor girl, but fortunately her family had obviously hired bodyguards for the occasion; they surged forward and pushed the reporters back, repeating the words "no comment" over and over again, much to the reporters' disappointment. The excitement over a returning prisoner of the Wolf was always high, since it rarely happened more than once or twice a year. Abby was obviously not willing to talk to the media - like most of the captives that the Wolf held for any length of time - so none of them seemed surprised. From the few glimpses that were shown of her, Alex thought she looked rather dazed, almost confused.

The view switched back to the reporter who said the government had released a press statement, stating that Abby had confirmed Alex and Bella's capture by the Wolf, as well as another young woman, at this time name unknown. Alex could only shake his head that it had taken them all so long to realize that Trish was missing. Even if she was an orphan. Someone should have noticed and come forward before this. Or maybe they had and it had just gotten buried under the obvious interest in Alex and Bella; after all, their families were fairly important, and Ken's family was even more so and they were obviously kicking up a fuss. The news reel scrolled through more footage of Ken and Lisa. The complete lack of comments from his and Bella's families was glossed over by their ex-significant others' tearful pleas. 

It was a three ring media circus.





Taken by the Wolf Ch. 15



"See?" The Wolf said amiably, bringing Alex's attention back to him. He was now cupping both of Bella's breasts, playing with them almost absentmindedly. Both of her nipples were tight and prominent on the soft mounds; he twisted them between his fingers and Alex had to watch as Bella squirmed a bit. His fists clenched at his sides as he forced his emotions down. "Slave is just fine. Because she was a good girl and good boys and girls always get to go home to their mommies and daddies. Now Pet, under the desk and show me what a good girl you are."

He pushed gently and Bella slid forward, tucking herself under the rather expansive foot room provided by the desk's frame. Reaching down, the Wolf undid the front of his pants and brought his hard cock out, sliding his chair forward and trapping her there. Moaning, one hand under the desk, the Wolf turned to smirk at Alex.

Who was held tightly in place by the two soldiers on either side of him.

Alex looked away.

******

The space under the desk had just enough room for her body and the Wolf's lower body, and just barely enough head space for Bella to position his cock where she could slide it into her mouth. The hot, thick meat was heavy on her tongue as she obediently sucked it between her lips, hearing his answering moan, slightly muffled by all the wood. 

She moved by rote, by instinct, because she was so shocked by what she'd seen on his desk. Her mind was racing through the possibilities, horrified by pretty much all of them, so that taking his cock into her mouth and sucking seemed easier than facing what she'd seen. Fingers tightened in her hair as her mouth slid down to the base, easily taking him into her throat. The gel that Dr. Margolis had administered was still in full effect, her gag reflex didn't even twinge. 

When she would have moved faster, his grip on her hair kept her bobbing her head at a slow, even pace. Bella just wanted to get this over with, to go be with Alex and talk over what she'd seen, but the Wolf obviously wanted to extend his pleasure and her torture. She was forced to move her head up and down slowly, sucking all the way, as her tongue danced along the bottom of his cock. It was all she could do to hurry his orgasm, since he wouldn't let her move her head faster. 

The muffled sounds of conversation above her let her know that he'd returned to work, that he wasn't even focusing on her as she serviced him with her mouth. Bella shifted, trying to get more comfortable, resting her arms on his thighs as she sucked him deep, taking him all the way to the root and pressing her nose against his pubic hair before sliding off again. The musky scent of his body filled her nose whenever she pulled away, gulping in air. The bitter taste of his pre-cum filled her mouth as his cock began to leak, but still he wouldn't let her go faster.

Her jaw began to ache from the effort of holding it open so wide, of the hard sucking she was doing. And still, he controlled her pace. Bella felt her thoughts begin to slow, her focus coming entirely on trying to alleviate the tension in her jaw as her mouth slid up and down his cock, the rhythm becoming almost hypnotic. She moaned, vibrating the his length with her vocal cords as the head of his dick pressed into her throat, feeling the tightening of his muscles as she did so. 

The thick rod began to grow even thicker, longer, and he allowed her to pick up the pace a little bit. Despite the soreness of her jaw muscles, she renewed her efforts, working his cock hard, desperate to suck him off and gain some relief for herself. The fingers massaging her hair pulled her hard against him, and she heard him groan as his cock expanded in her throat. 

Pulse after pulse of hot liquid poured down into her belly, cutting off her air supply, and she tried not to panic as her throat muscles worked, massaging the stiff length of his cock while she swallowed his cum. His hand held her firmly in place, even as he began to soften and she began to suck in great gulps of air through her nose and around his dick. Bella gasped for breath, her sore jaw throbbing as she laid her head against his thigh, the slick worm of his cock still resting between her lips.

Fingers stroked her hair almost soothingly. If she couldn't hear the steady murmur of business going on above her head, she might have almost been able to pretend that the person attached to those fingers cared. 

The Wolf moved back, and Bella crawled out, looking away from Alex. She didn't want him to see her flushed face or swollen lips. 

"Good Pet," the Wolf said, caressing her breast as she stood, leaning back in his chair to look at her. He tweaked her nipple, causing an answering surge in her pussy. It was involuntary, her nipples had always been sensitive and he'd been playing with them so much before putting her beneath the desk that her body was still craving it. His cool, green gaze moved to the soldiers behind her. "Take them back to their room." Those cat-like eyes flicked back over her and Alex. "Rest up this evening... we have a very important visitor coming tomorrow."

******

Back in the room, Alex wrapped Bella up in a hug as soon as they were alone. She clung to him, obviously needed the physical reassurance that he was happy to give. Not being able to actually watch what the Wolf was doing to her had that interlude both easier and harder.

"It's okay," he murmured into her hair, stroking down the soft skin of her back as he cuddled her close. "It's okay."

She stirred in his arms, pulling back and tilting her head to look up at him. Her dark eyes were wide with a kind of shock. "No, Alex it's not... did you see what he had on his desk?"

Alex shook his head. He'd been too far back to be able to make out anything on the Wolf's desk clearly. Bella, sitting on the Wolf's lap, would have had a much better view, although he hadn't expected her to actually look. 

"One of the papers, it had the government's seal on it," she whispered as she went up on her tiptoes, her voice so low that he could barely hear it.

A chill went through him. "Let's got to the bed," he said softly. 

They wrapped themselves under the sheets, creating a little fort of fabric. It wasn't sound proof, but it was the best they could do under the circumstances. 

Maybe it was a fake. 

Maybe it had been stolen.

Maybe someone in power on the Moon was working with the Wolf.

The first option was the most palatable, although if the Wolf could fabricate official documents it was still frightening. The idea that he might have the means to steal a sealed document was even more so; especially since neither of them had any idea what it might contain and what he might be able to gain from it. 

But deep down, both of them believed that it was the latter. That he had come by it genuinely. After all, it would make sense, wouldn't it? He was never caught in his activities, the mercenaries hired by the Moon never even came close. Those on the Moon had always assumed that was because almost all the mercenaries came from Earth. But what if they were wrong, what if it was because the Wolf was always one step ahead thanks to his allies in power?

There were other questions too though; like, was the Wolf telling the truth about when he'd released Abby? If he was, why hadn't she gotten out of the hospital until today? The news reports always indicated that the Wolf's captives were returned to their families immediately... but what if they weren't? What if they reason they never spoke about their ordeal was because someone on the Moon was making them keep quiet?

Bella was really the one coming up with the questions, even as Alex tried to convince her that it didn't matter - wouldn't matter - until after they escaped anyway. He had to stay focused, THEY had to stay focused, on the immediate goal at hand. It wasn't like they could do anything until they got out of there anyway. But Bella wouldn't let it go.

"Even if we manage to escape," she whispered, "if there's someone working on the Moon with him, who says we'll even make it home?"

"They can't all be working with him," Alex insisted. "The news would leak out. Someone in the media would have figured it out. The Wolf isn't all powerful."

They were laying on their sides, facing each other, hands clasped between them, and so close that all he would have to do is lean forward an inch to kiss her. She bit down on her lower lip, worrying it between her teeth.

"No one's stopped him before... it doesn't have to be everyone, just a couple of key people. Or maybe even a small group."

They debated in whispers, back and forth, until their dinner finally arrived and they came out from under the covers to eat. Although, from the little glances that Bella was giving him, Alex could tell that she wasn't entirely happy with his determination to remain focused on escape rather than on the new information she'd discovered. 



Taken by the Wolf Ch. 16



They had another night completely to themselves, which was actually more nerve-wracking than it was reassuring. Bella wasn't able to fall asleep for long after the lights had gone out. Thoughts kept whirling around her head, wondering about the document with the Moon government's seal on it that had been on the Wolf's desk, wondering what it meant, trying to figure out how to convince Alex that this was important. Then again, maybe it was better that he continued focusing on escaping, because that was something she'd never put much stock in... now she had her own wrinkle to focus on. Maybe it was better if they were both concentrating on something different; if each of their focus was divided then that might just be distracting.

Still, she felt that it was more important than he apparently did.

After all, even if they managed to escape the compound, what would be their next move? Bella wondered if escaping might actually put them in more danger than ever... not only did the Wolf have allies on the Moon that might return her and Alex to him, but as far as she knew no one had ever escaped the Wolf. If they were re-caught, what would he do to them? And she knew that Alex was still practically ignoring the problem of the trackers in their shoulders, he was focusing on one step at a time, looking for a way out of the compound before he tackled the next problem.

Maybe that was why he was so focused when she had trouble; he took on one thing at a time whereas she kept looking at the whole big picture and essentially freezing instead of acting. The idea of escape, as a whole, seemed insurmountable. Cooperating, getting through their days and eventually being released, just like everyone else, was easier. 

And maybe that was part of the Wolf's power too.

If she was scared for her life or worried that he meant to keep them forever, maybe she'd have more of Alex's fighting spirit. But the truth was, for the most part she felt fairly secure within the mythology that had sprung up around the Wolf. There were occasional moments when she wondered if they were truly in more danger than they realized, but for the most part she hugged the knowledge that his captives were always released and returned to their families.

She could live through this. Bend. Accommodate. Survive. That had been her plan from the start. But if the Wolf had his claws into the Moon's government, even if it was just through trickery or theft, then their problems were so much bigger than just escaping. 

******

The soldiers came at their usual time, unlike the day before. Food and bathroom first, but then Alex and Bella were escorted to the Wolf's hall, rather than outside to exercise. Which, knowing the Wolf had a "guest" coming, was not at all reassuring.

Alex wrapped his arm around Bella, glancing down at her face. He could feel the tension in her body, but from the way she was wrinkling her forehead and nibbling on her lower lip, he didn't think the tension was entirely from fear or anxiety. She was thinking about something. Of course he couldn't ask what, but from last night he knew that she was becoming obsessed with the Moon seal she'd seen. If the guest really was from the Moon, he didn't know what he would do.

He eyed the gun in its holster on the soldier closest to him. It was strapped in, and he didn't know enough to know whether or not it was fully charged. While he'd shot similar weapons for fun on the Moon, they were always kept at half or low charges. Meant to stun, not kill. Stunning someone wouldn't really do much for him or Bella. If he could even get the gun unstrapped from its holster before being shot himself.

They were led into the room where the Wolf was standing on the dais. His desk had been removed and there was a small table with two chairs on either side, facing it. A thick red carpet had been laid down on the dais and draperies erected behind it, giving an overall impression of wealth and decadence. They were placed on either side of him; Bella kneeling gracefully, Alex much less so. Stirring at the Wolf's side, Alex glanced up to see the Wolf raise an eyebrow and give his collar a meaningful look... followed by a sidelong glance at Bella.

Alex got the message.

Behave or I'll use the collar, and if that's not enough to deter you, Bella will serve as your whipping boy. 

Looking at Bella, he saw her focusing on the door at the end of the room. At least she hadn't seen the exchange. She wasn't interested in the Wolf right now, she was interested in the visitor and he knew it was because she was afraid she might recognize the person who came through the door. 

When the doors opened, and a completely unfamiliar woman walked through the door, followed by an entourage of soldiers, a wave of relief washed over him and he could feel that same sense of relief coming from Bella. It was too awful to think that someone on the Moon had betrayed their own, that someone up there might know what was happening to them and sat by and did nothing. Confirmation of that... well, it wouldn't have broken him, but he would have been lying to himself to say that he'd be unaffected.

The woman walking towards them had a hard edge to her that no one from the Moon families would have. Her dark red hair was cut short, whereas Moon females always wore theirs long, and framed a face that was both strong and feminine. There was something about the way she walked that marked her as a fighter, and not just because of the guns and knives that were strapped to her body. Her eyes constantly flitted around the room as she walked towards the Wolf, and even though she was strutting with supreme confidence, Alex got the impression that she was also taking the measure of the Wolf's men, as well as all the exits in the room.

For him, it was like seeing something out of an action vid. He'd never seen people who behaved like this in real life. It was almost disturbing to realize that scenes like this actually happened.

The people ranged behind her were dressed in similar clothing to the Wolf's men, but there was something slightly different about them. It took Alex a few moments of watching to realize that, while they were mostly wearing the same colors, the woman's soldiers all had black bands around all their hems - neckline, armholes, etc. It wasn't especially distinctive, but it was a unifying factor, making them look like an opposing army.

When she came to a halt, about twenty feet away from the dais, the rest of her soldiers stopped as well, all of them still looking around the room. A few of them were greeting their friends among the Wolf's men with grins and waves, but they were still watchful. Obviously she had visited the compound before, done business with the Wolf before, but their relations weren't entirely without tension. Alex wondered if that was usual on Earth or if she might be someone who could turn out to be an ally.

Then her eyes swept coldly over both him and Bella's naked bodies, blatantly assessing in the same detached way that the Wolf often had about them, and Alex dismissed the notion that she might be helpful. Better the devil they knew than the devil they didn't, and he wasn't going to fool himself into thinking she was anything but another demon. Next to her was a mountain of a man with dark brown skin that practically gleamed on his bald head. Such a starkly different skin tone was unusual; while history books told them that the skin colors of Earth's population had at one point varied greatly, most skin tones now were in a range between light tan and dark tan. Very light and very dark skin was uncommon. He dismissed Alex almost immediately, his eyes settling on Bella who looked back at him with undisguised anxiousness.

"Cora," the Wolf said, nodding his head slightly by way of greeting. "Welcome back. I trust you didn't have any trouble getting here?"

"Scott. Nothing a few hundred credits couldn't take care of," the woman said with a grin. As if that was some kind of signal, the tension in the room seemed to relax and the various parties began to greet each other, the soldiers seamlessly integrating with each other into a mingled mass of greetings and chatter. Ignoring them all, Cora stepped forward with the large dark-skinned man to close the distance between her and the Wolf, who was already moving back to sit down. 

Somewhat in shock, Alex obediently followed the soldier's orders for once, settling himself back on his knees on one side of the Wolf's chair.

Bella had just enough time to shoot him a glance and mouth "SCOTT?!!" before she was kneeling on the other side.

The revelation that the Wolf had a first name, and such an innocuous sounding one, was strangely stunning. Alex felt like he'd taken a blow to the chest. But why? It took him a few minutes, as the Wolf and Cora settled into their seats, to figure out what was so shocking about it. 

The media, the Moon government, always cloaked the Wolf in mystery. No name. No sure idea where he came from or how he'd achieved his power. He was the most well-known figure from the Earth on the Moon, and yet very little facts were ever revealed about him. 

But the casual way he and Cora had exchanged their greetings marked them as equals. The Wolf hadn't cared that she'd called him "Scott." Yet every single one of his men, including Jordan, always referred to him as the Wolf. But who was she and why hadn't Bella and Alex ever heard of her? More than that, it seemed as though there were plenty of people on Earth who knew the Wolf's name. No one else in the room had so much as twitched. And yet the Moon remained in ignorance.

There was a wealth of information in that one exchange, Alex was pretty certain he hadn't even realized all of the implications yet. But he did know one thing. He wouldn't think of the Wolf as "Scott." It was too normal, too humanizing. The man was The Wolf and he was the enemy. ******

He had a real name. Bella gave the Wolf a sidelong glance. Not that she could easily think of him as someone as innocuous as 'Scott,' but it was still strange to think that he had a real name. A mother and father somewhere too. Somehow she'd pictured him as being sprung, fully formed, as a powerhouse on Earth.

But he was Scott, and she was Cora. 

Bella looked over at the other woman, only to find that she was being studied in turn. A blush rose in her cheeks as the other woman looked her over. She was everything Bella wasn't. Hard, strong, powerful. Intelligence shown in her eyes and the ready violence of a soldier was written in every line of her body. And for a moment, Bella felt nothing but envy.

This was a woman who was sure of herself. Who was respected. Bella bet Cora's significant other would never cheat on her. He would never dare. And she'd never allow herself to be used as a sex toy. Or, if she did, she would be more like Alex. Not like Bella.

But that just wasn't who she was. Bella was Bella and she couldn't change that with a snap of her fingers. And right now, Bella could only think over everything they'd just witnessed.

If the Wolf did have allies, or even just one ally, on the Moon, then maybe that's why they'd never heard his name before. Maybe that's why they knew so little about him. Maybe that's why the media focused so much on him... Everyone knew their were other crime lords on Earth of course, and that the world was basically ruled by them, but the Wolf was the only one who ever seemed to make the news.

"Have you seen John lately?" the Wolf asked Cora, as soldiers came up to offer them refreshments. The big black man standing behind Cora's chair shook his head in refusal before his gaze settled back on Bella. She looked away from him, peeking at Cora, who was no longer looking at her. Truthfully, either of them looking at her made her feel unsettled; they looked like they were measuring her, trying to decide if she was a treat that might be offered up along with the food and drink. "There's a shipment scheduled to go up soon that might interest him."

"So I've heard," Cora said, grinning as she took a sip from the glass she'd chosen. "He's visiting me next week. I'll direct him on to you afterwards."

"Please do."

Well that was one question answered, Bella realized. It would be hard for the Moon to intercept messages between the various Earth factions if all real information was done face to face. No electronic traces, no opportunity to hack into a line, they'd have to have a spy in place. Maybe she could be that spy.

Unfortunately, it very quickly became obvious that the Wolf and Cora weren't going to be doing any real business right now. This was a kind of opening ceremonies, a chance to reacquaint themselves.

She learned that the huge black man was named Trace and he was Cora's right hand man. Whatever was going down between the Wolf and Cora, it had to do with weapons. And Cora was the one with the access to them. Another fact that fascinated. Bella wondered what it was the Wolf had that Cora wanted, but although it was obvious something was being traded, they never specified exactly what. Cartons of something mysterious.

Then the conversation took a much more disturbing turn.

"So what happened to Slave?" Cora asked, although from the lack of true query voice it was obvious she knew the answer. The question was just a segue into a conversation about Bella and Alex. Bella peeked up to see that Cora was looking over Alex, while Trace's focus was still on her.

A shiver went down her spine as the Wolf's hand landed on top of her head, stroking her hair. Her fists clenched. 

"It was time for her to go home," he said conversationally. "This is Pet and Toy." His hand gripped Bella's hair to force her to look up as he said his nickname for her. She couldn't see what Alex's reaction was but he must have done something. "Toy's still learning how to be good."

Cora's hazel eyes almost seemed to glow as she looked Alex's kneeling form up and down. "So I see. Do you think you might be willing to share?"

All of Bella's muscles tensed. The expectation on Cora and Trace's face said they already knew the answer. The hot, hungry look in the huge man's eyes as they traveled over her body made her want to cower against the Wolf and beg him to to say no. Not that it would make any difference, but there was something even more frightening about Trace and Cora than there was about the Wolf. Maybe because she'd at least heard of him before and now she had a small idea of what to expect from him, whereas they were complete unknowns. 

"What's your pleasure?" the Wolf asked easily. 

Cora's eyes were still on Alex. "I think I'd like to play with your Toy."

Not unexpectedly, there was movement on the other side of the Wolf although Bella couldn't see exactly what. Cora just smiled, the way a viper might before it struck.

Behind her, Trace frowned and leaned down to whisper in her ear. The woman's eyes flitted over to Bella. Cora looked back Trace and shook her head. "Next time, perhaps, darling." Standing, she smiled at Alex, her face alight with anticipation.

"Just remember Cora, if you break your toys, you don't get new ones to play with," the Wolf said.

Her small pink tongue flicked out against her lower lip in anticipation as her eyes returned to Alex. "Understood."

Fear for Alex, jealousy, possessiveness all washed through Bella in a tumble of conflicting emotions, even as her anxiety for herself leapt higher as the Wolf stood, his fingers tangling in her hair. Soldiers were already pulling Alex away down towards the center of the room as those standing and sitting there cleared a place.

An all too familiar grinding noise made Bella whimper. The platform was rising in the center of the room, and that was where Alex was being pulled towards. She turned her head, making her scalp pull where the Wolf's fingers were, but she had to watch. Although he wasn't exactly fighting, Alex was definitely resisting being pulled down there. 

Beside her, the Wolf's chair was shifted and he sat down again, this time facing the platform that had risen in the middle of the floor. She didn't fight as he pulled her onto his lap, cupping one of her breasts as his other hand stroked her thigh. They both watched as Cora directed the soldiers holding the resisting Alex.

******

The cuffs snapped shut around his wrists and ankles, holding him spread eagle and standing upright in the center of a large wooden frame. The chains connecting the cuffs to the frame had barely any give, forcing his body to be held in a large X shape, with no room to maneuver. 

He could see the combined groups of soldiers settling back for the show as Cora paced slowly around him. Under other circumstances, he might have thought her an attractive enough woman. Right now, he was battling his own anger and frustration at his situation, and his worry over Bella being left up on the dais with the Wolf and Cora's right hand man. 

"Aren't you a pretty one?" Cora murmured, stepping closer to draw one of her nails down the center of his chest, hard enough to leave a red mark but not so hard as to break skin. Keeping his face impassive, Alex stared down at her. She smiled up at him, tracing her nail over to his nipple and lightly circling it with her finger. "And so fierce. Trace wanted to play with the pretty Pet, you know. She seemed so sweet... so submissive... but I wanted something a little more entertaining today."

Her other hand suddenly gripped his balls and squeezed, hard enough that he gasped as sweat broke out on his forehead. The pressure was painful and unexpected enough that if he hadn't been cuffed to the frame, his knees might have buckled. Staring up at him, watching his expression, Cora held on for a few moments and then released. When she did, he dragged in a much needed deep breath of air; his lungs loosening along with her hold and he sagged against the cuffs.

FUCK.

"Poor Moon boy..." she murmured, rubbing her hand over his chest in a soothing manner as he caught his breath. His balls were still cupped in her hand, cradled now. "No one ever teaches you how to deal with anything, much less pain."

Her fingers closed again, like a vise, and this time Alex couldn't help his half-strangled cry as his head fell back, body trying to arch towards her and pull away at the same time, confused as to which would relieve the painful pressure on his sack. The crushing grip was making him nauseous with how much it hurt. 

This time when she released, he opened his eyes to see her studying his expression, which he did his best to keep blank. But he knew that she would see the remnants of pain in the tightness of his jaw and the wrinkles on his brow that he couldn't quite ease. She peered up at him with interest, her lips slightly parted, leaning in towards him so that her breasts brushed his chest. Her fingers cradled his balls again, gently massaging as if to make up for the pain she'd just put him through. 

"If I let you go, would you fight me?" she asked, her voice husky with arousal. 

"Yes," Alex grated out, fists clenching uselessly.

She just laughed, sounding a bit breathless. "You'd lose, little boy."

Walking around behind him, she dragged her nails along his torso, making him shiver and wince at the same time. It wasn't quite a tickling sensation and it wasn't quite painful, but an uncomfortable combination of both. He couldn't stop himself from writhing a bit, hating the involuntary reaction but knowing it was what she'd aimed for. 

Then her nails raked down his back and he arched away, the cuffs holding him in place as the painful scratches burned. The people sitting around the tables in front of him laughed; his movement had looked like he was thrusting forward. Something brushed against his back, lightly, and he immediately tensed, before he realized what she was doing.




Taken by the Wolf Ch. 16



Hot, open-mouthed wet kisses trailed down the scratch marks, mimicking the way a mother might "kiss" a scratch better. Except that she'd made the wounds. Her nails trailed up and down his sides, in a seductively teasing manner that made him want to squirm away, but she was coming at him from both sides and her mouth was on his back and there was nowhere for him to go. As her tongue licked over the upper swell of his ass, he felt his cock twitch and he fought against the sensation.

Cora had moved from torturing him to tormenting him. Even though his balls ached and the scratches down his chest and back burned, her more gentle touch was making his skin tingle pleasurable. Blood surged in his cock, against his will, and he could feel the traitorous organ beginning to swell. The cock ring did its job, accelerating the engorgement of his penis as her teeth grazed gently over his buttocks, her fingers coming down to tease the sensitive crease where his ass met his legs. 

Gritting his teeth, Alex ignored the laughter and murmurs around him as his cock came to a full, upright stand. Cora's nails trailed down the backs of his thighs and knees, making him jerk as the ticklish sensation caused spasms in his muscles.

When the sensations disappeared, he braced himself for whatever came next. And waited. And waited. Looking over his shoulder, he could see Cora riffling through one of the chests of drawers that was available. Looking for who knows what.

Straining his head over his shoulder like that hurt, so he turned back around and looked in the opposite direction - the dais where Bella was. The last time he'd looked up there, she'd been on the Wolf's lap; now she was over it, face down, her hands pressed against the floor to help balance, and his fingers were moving in and out of her body while his other hand held her in place. From the angle of his hand, Alex could only assume that the Wolf was fingering her ass. Trace was beside them, avidly watching what the Wolf was doing to Bella rather than what Cora was doing to Alex.

Fury, some of which was towards himself and his inability to hold himself up and out of Bella's asshole when he'd been given the opportunity, swept through him... but he didn't have time to dwell on it. Cora was already coming back in front of him, tiny silver clamps held open between the fingers of each hand. 

"Ever tried nipple clamps before, Toy?" she asked.

Refusing to answer, Alex stared above her head. Fuck this. He didn't play this game with the Wolf and he wasn't going to play it with her either. 

Unlike the Wolf, Cora didn't seem to care about forcing an answer from him. Placing the clamps around the little pebbles of his nipples, she let the close... just as the pressure became painful, she opened them again. Alex's jaw tightened. And she did it again. She was playing with him, letting him feel the pinch, making his nipples harden from the cool rubber grips and the stimulation, but drawing out the anticipation. Letting him get just a hint of how much it would hurt, before drawing back from fully closing them.

He wanted to growl at her to just do it, but he had a feeling she was waiting to see his reaction, so he just kept his focus above her head, above the heads of the people behind her. Eventually he might not be able to control his reaction, but while he could he was going to hold onto impassivity for as long as possible. 

Apparently giving up, or possibly bored with his lack of response, Cora let the clamps fully close on his nipples, crushing the tiny buds. Alex hissed in a breath through his teeth as the full impact of the clamps were felt. The pain blossomed in his chest, throbbing with his heartbeat as his blood was stymied, unable to push past the tight grip of the clamps and into the tiny buds; there was an answering throb in his cock, as the cock ring seemed even tighter. His jaw felt tighter than ever as he clamped down against his verbal reaction.

Cora dragged her nails down his front, making him suck in his stomach to try and relieve the painful scratches across his stomach. His cock jerked as she neared it. 

"You have a very nice cock, Toy," she said approvingly, encircling it with her fingers and squeezing. Reluctant pleasure washed over him as she began to pump the engorged shaft, rubbing her thumb over the head whenever her fingers came close enough. She watched him with slightly hooded eyes, a small smile curving her lips as she stroked him. "I'm going to enjoy riding it."

A shudder went through his body. Part pleasure, part revulsion, and part self-disgust because he knew that, physically, he was enjoying the pleasure that she was giving him, even as parts of him burned and stung. The pressure building up in his balls needed release and relief; but he didn't want it like this and he sure as hell didn't want it from her.

Not that he got a choice.

Giving his cock a few more pumps, making the cockring feel even more restrictive around the base of the angrily red organ, Cora released him with a smirk. Alex breathed deeply as his dick throbbed. The painful pressure on his nipples had finally subsided, only flaring when his upper body moved and accidentally made them bounce.

Walking around behind him again, Cora gave him a sultry look before she passed out of sight. Almost flirtatious. A mockery of the kind of look she might give a man she was actually interested in.

A swishing noise reached Alex's ears just before thick strands of something thudded against his upper back. Jerking in startled reaction, he groaned as the clamps bounced painfully on his chest, seeming to tighten around his poor nipples as they were jostled about. The actual blow to his shoulders wasn't overly painful, just a thudding impact and then a slight sting.

It came again, less of a surprise this time and he was able to brace against it. The stinging was increased. The next blow struck across his ass, making him jerk in surprise again, before the strands hit back against his shoulders. They began to alternate - shoulders, upper back, his ass and his thighs, following no discernible pattern so that he couldn't anticipate where the next one would land.

She wasn't hitting him very hard, just hard enough to feel the snap of the strands against his skin, but the more blows that fell, the more sensitive his skin became until every slap of the strands was like hundreds of little bees stinging him all at once. The surface of his back, ass and thighs felt like it was burning, prickling, and there was no way for him to twist away from it. His fists clenched and unclenched as he occasionally gasped and groaned when the strands would hit a very sensitive spot. The underside of his ass was becoming particularly painful.

It wasn't very long before he couldn't completely contain his vocal reaction, coming out through his clenched jaw as pain grunts. The impact seemed to increase and he tried to relax his muscles, having realized that tensing only increased the pain.

When she stopped, and walked back around in front of him, he couldn't help sagging with relief. Now he could see the whip; it looked like it was made out of leather, with lots of long strands. In her other hand, she was holding a shorter, smaller version, but he knew that it was the bigger one she'd been beating him with. His mind felt fuzzy as he wondered what the smaller version was for.

"Did you enjoy the flogger, Toy?" she asked, her voice a purr as she used the whip to rub his thighs and belly, letting the strands knock gently against his cock, which was bobbing angrily in front of him. Now that she'd stopped distracting him, he could feel the painful pressure of his dick again; achingly hard and without relief in sight. The tension seemed to radiate up his body from his groin, making it hard for him to breathe easily. Every brush of the leather strands against his cock was a tease that he felt all the way to the back of his neck, where the little hairs stood straight up. "You certainly look as though you did."

Arguing with her would be pointless. If she wanted to pretend that his erection had anything to do with the stinging abuse of his backside, it wasn't like Alex was going to be able to persuade her otherwise. The surface of his skin still felt hot and sensitive; he could feel cool air trickling over him from somewhere, something he hadn't noticed before and probably wouldn't have if his skin hadn't felt so hot by comparison.

A swish of her wrist and the strands snapped against his balls. Not hard, in relation to his backside, but the stinging against his sensitive sack was far worse than any of the other blows she'd landed. Alex found himself arching as he gasped with pain; it radiated in sharp spikes through his groin. He might have shrieked if the shock hadn't paralyzed his vocal cords. Nothing he'd experienced before had ever felt anything quite like that, no matter how roughly his partners had played. Cora just laughed and flicked her wrist again, snapping the tiny flogger against his cock. It bounced backwards, smacking off of his body, as though it was trying to flee the nasty whip.

Gasping with every snap of the whip against his cock and balls, unable to achieve a complete lack of reaction, Alex felt as though his head was beginning to splinter apart. Not just because of the pain, although it was growing with every stinging snap of the leather against his most vulnerable parts, but because of his helplessness. A woman that he didn't know was whipping his manhood, in front of an audience, and he couldn't do anything to stop her. He wasn't even sacrificing himself for Bella this time - when he turned his head, he could see her bent over some kind of bench, the Wolf thrusting behind her and Trace was pushing his thick cock into her mouth.

There was nothing to help him hold onto his definition of reality, his sense of rightness, or to explain the pain that was building up. It was like his balls and cock were swelling under the lash, the pressure becoming immensely painful as the cockring trapped the blood in his dick. The erect organ was turning a dark, angry red - he couldn't see his balls and he didn't want to. The building spikes of pain seemed to stab into his lower back, up the base of his spine. 

No matter how he twisted or pulled away, the nasty sting always found his groin, lashing his balls, his cock, and the sensitive skin around them. Tears stung his eyes, making his vision blurry, and he actually began to hope that he might pass out if only to escape from this nightmare. Without the cockring, he knew that his entire groin would be shriveled in and trying to hide; instead, his dick looked like a grotesque mockery of arousal.

The painful throbbing of his cock seemed to match his heartbeat, which was pounding in his ears, drowning out every other noise. 

When Cora finally dropped the whip and stepped forward to wrap her fingers around Alex's shaft, he couldn't stop the whimper that escaped past his lips. Even her deliberately gentle touch felt like it was chafing sandpaper against the sensitive skin of his cock. 

"Take him down," Cora said. Her voice was filled with eagerness. 

For once, Alex didn't even consider fighting as the soldiers unshackled his wrists and ankles. He was too wrung out, too dazed, and too tender in too many places to risk it. Not to mention that an escape attempt right now would be the height of stupidity.

They pulled him over to the bed and strapped him down face up. Alex groaned as he realized why, but by that time it was too late to fight. His red, angry cock was pointing straight up, the cool breeze flowing across his skin doing nothing to soothe it. The restraints were tight around his wrists and ankles, holding him in place. His back and ass stung and burned where his skin was touching the sheets, still sensitive from the lashing he'd received.

Cora crawled onto the bed, gloriously naked. She was a beautiful woman, there was no denying that. Her hazel eyes glinted with anticipation as she moved towards him, slight breasts jiggling beneath her body. Unlike the women on the Moon, her limbs were sleekly muscled, her body toned from the necessities of her position. Her slight breasts jiggled as she straddled him, light brown nipples erect and pointy with her arousal.

Grasping his cock in her hand, she smiled as he gasped and arched, unable to do anything to relieve the intense pressure and pain that came from being touched again. 

"FUCK!" 

She laughed as she lowered herself down, so that her sopping wet pussy was touching the tip of his cock. The heat of her body felt like molten lava, trickling over the tender crown. "That's exactly what we're going to do, Toy."

Alex choked off a scream as she pressed down, taking his tortured cock into the tight sheathe of her pussy. His cock really did feel like it was going to explode now, and not with orgasm. The heat was all around him, scalding him, her clenching muscles squeezing him painfully as she settled herself completely on top of him. She moaned, arching her back and shuddering as her pussy lips pressed against his groin.

He'd never realized sex could be so painful.

Reaching up to cup her breasts, pulling on the hard points of her nipples, Cora began to ride him. His body jerked and shuddered beneath hers, trying to escape the overload of sensations... the pleasure that was so intense it felt like it might kill him, the painful rasp of her walls against his sensitized skin, the aching, throbbing of his balls and cock as they swelled and swelled inside of her. 

And with every movement, the chafing of his back and ass against the sheets added even more stinging sensation, so that he was awash in flickers of pain from every side. Atop him, Cora moaned as bounced, playing with her breasts as she actually used him like the sex toy the Wolf had named him. Every time she settled atop him, she swiveled her hips, grinding her clit against his groin and clenching him inside of her, making him want to howl with the pain that was drowning him.

The worst part was, he could still feel his orgasm building. The steady stimulation, her slow pace of riding, was coiling a much needed release in his balls. His body was starting to have trouble deciphering the pleasure from the pain, his mind was whirling in a chaotic vortex of sensation that was overwhelming his reactions and his thinking processes.

Moaning, gyrating, Cora began to ride him harder, making his body arch as he gasped with pained pleasure. 

"FUCK YES!" she cried out, grinding down on top of him, her fingers tightly pinched around his nipples. At that exact moment, the cock ring released... and Alex screamed as the most painful orgasm he'd ever experienced rocked him from his head to the tips of his toes.

He hadn't noticed, with all the other sensations, that throughout his torture session, the cockring had been very slowly tightening, ensuring that he would stay swollen and erect. Now that it had been released, in the back of his mind he realized what had happened, but there was nothing he could do about it. The pent of cum seemed to sear the inside of his cock as it spurted, Cora's massaging cunt milking him in the most painful manner possible. His entire groin felt like it was on fire, his lower body aching from his cock up the base of his spin and into his muscles.

And yet his orgasm flowed on, unabated.

******

Watching Alex being whipped by Cora had been harder than Bella could have ever imagined. She'd ended up closing her eyes while the Wolf played with her ass, inserting first one finger and then another, rather than watch Alex's body uselessly twist in the air, trying to escape the long whip that Cora was using on him. Although she couldn't shut out the sounds of the whip slapping against his body, or his low grunts of pain, at least she didn't have to watch.

Then the Wolf had his men bring up a padded leather bench that he bent her over. The next thing she knew, Trace was standing in front of her, thick brown cock pressing against her lips, and the Wolf was pushing his cock into her ass at the same time. Bella gasped as her anus was opened for its second cock ever, the sharp stabbing pain of first entry not entirely amorialated by the prep work the Wolf had done with his fingers. And Trace used that moment to shove his dick between her lips, muffling the sound of her pain. 

He was thicker than either the Wolf or Alex, her jaw aching as she struggled to open wide enough for him. With one hand on her hair, he held her head in place for him to thrust easily into her mouth, shoving his cock directly down her throat. She could feel the thick crown forcing its way past where her gag reflex would have been if it hadn't been for the gel. At the same time, the Wolf was burrowing into her ass, stretching her with shallow, fast strokes that went a little deeper each time - sharp contrast to Trace's immediate dominance over her mouth.

The big man groaned with pleasure as he pressed her nose against his groin, filling her nostrils with the smell of his musk. She whimpered as the burning in her anus went deeper, her sphincter clenching uselessly around the Wolf's lubricated shaft, trying to force him out. It made her stomach cramp as he forced his way into her tight hole, his fingers massaging her hips.

The sounds of male pleasure filled her ears as they began to fuck her, one at each end, neither of them paying attention to the other's rhythm. Bella whimpered, clutching the bench she was bent over, writhing between them. Trace reached down to pluck at her nipples, cupping her hanging breasts and squeezing them hard in his big hand as he slid his cock back and forth in her mouth. Behind her, the Wolf was angling his cock in just the right way to rub over an incredibly pleasurable spot deep inside of her ass.

Her body quivered between them, her pussy clenching around nothing, as they plowed into her. They were both using her for their pleasure, but Trace's manipulation of her breasts and nipples, combined with the Wolf's gentle massage of her hips and buttocks as he fucked her ass, was surprisingly pleasurable. While he'd been fingering her ass, the Wolf had played with her clit, and the swollen little nub was almost getting just the right amount of pleasure as her mound pressed against the bench, sending flares of arousal through her lower body, despite the circumstances.

Something that made her feel guilty when the sounds of Alex's torment changed. She couldn't see what had happened, but she knew that something was different. The higher pitch of his voice, the increased volume, indicated that Cora was doing something awful to him. As if in response, the Wolf's thrusts began to get harder, faster, his fingers digging into her hips as he raped her ass. The nearly virgin orifice tightened in protest, which only increased the burning friction as he fucked her hard.

Bella's gargled gasps and whimpers vibrated against Trace's cock, her sore jaw and throat struggling against biting down. She didn't want whatever punishment might follow such a transgression. 

His fingers tightened in her hair as his thick rod began to grow even thicker and longer, pressing against her tongue. Bella almost choked as his cum began to spurt; he was still thrusting rather than burying himself in her throat, his jizz coating the inside of her mouth and her throat, forcing her to actively swallow or risk inhaling the hot fluid. Her tongue and throat worked, as he pumped, groaning above her head. The bitter taste of his sperm lingered even after he stopped spurting it. 

Trace kept his cock in her mouth as it began to soften, sighing with pleasure as he finally withdrew. Whimpering, Bella braced herself more firmly on the bench. Without Trace's hard body in front of her, the Wolf's thrusts made her feel off-balance, as if she might pitch forward at any moment.




Taken by the Wolf Ch. 16



Looking over at the dais, she felt a shot of jealousy roll through her as she saw Cora riding Alex. Stupid jealousy, because it's not like Alex had a choice, but seeing another woman straddling him, having sex with him... it made her want to tear Cora's hair out. Strange that she hadn't had the same reaction when the Wolf touched him... 

Or maybe she would now that she and Alex had finally had their own intimate moment together. 

Then Trace's dark face blocked out her vision as he crouched down beside her, his lips quirked with amusement. "Don't worry about the kid, pretty girl, Cora will leave him in one piece."

Cupping her breasts with both his hands, Trace tweaked her nipples and Bella gasped. She could feel her eyes getting big with surprise. This was the first time any of the men, other than Alex, had shown any interest in her after they'd gotten off. The taste Trace's cum was still in her mouth and she could see that he wasn't aroused anymore, so why was he touching her?

He pinched her sensitive nipples and she couldn't stop herself from moaning. Her ass clenched around the Wolf's cock in response, making her shudder as fire flared through her. 

"I thought these seemed rather sensitive," Trace said, his deep voice sounding smug as he began to pull on the little buds. Bella whimpered, hating the bolts of pleasure that were shooting through her now that someone was paying such focused attention to her nipples. There wasn't as much to distract her now either; she couldn't see Alex and Cora, and she wasn't struggling to breathe anymore. 

The slick glide of the Wolf's cock in and out of her ass had stopped being truly painful, her muscles had adjusted, and she was beginning to feel more pleasure than pain as a whole. Especially with Trace's hands and fingers nimbly squeezing and tweaking her breasts and nipples. She found herself arching slightly, trying to press her breasts more firmly into his hands, reaching for the pleasure that was building up inside of her. 

Her mons pressed against the bench, the Wolf's hard thrusts putting even more pressure on her swollen clit as Trace tugged at her nipples. Leaning forward, the big man took one into his mouth, suckling it and teasing it with his tongue. Bella moaned, arching again, thrusting her ass up and her breasts down. 

The Wolf grunted, his fingers splaying across her hip bones and digging in deep as he began to plow her hard. From the dais she could hear the sound of Cora's pleasure, Alex's howl, as her own body began to reach its critical point. Trace's manipulation of her sensitive nipples was what tipped her over; she cried out as she shuddered with pleasure, her pussy spasming emptily as her ass clamped down on the Wolf's thrusting cock.

He plowed into her, harder and faster, the burning friction of his cock against the sensitive walls of her ass making her ecstasy spin even higher as Trace's teeth bit down gently on her nipple. It was exactly what she needed to fly high; her orgasm shuddering through her more forcefully than any other she'd had since they'd been taken by the Wolf. Pleasure engulfed her, rode her, and she was buoyed along the top of it as it crested and fell.

Heat spurted inside of her, her nipples blossomed with pleasure, and the front of her mound was pressed so hard against the bench that it was almost painful.

As the pleasure slowly wound down, her body shuddered and clenched over and over, spasming in the aftermath of her intense orgasm. She hadn't even realized she'd closed her eyes until they fluttered open again. Trace was still gently tugging on her nipples, and she realized that he'd been intently watching her while she came. 

White teeth flashed in his dark face as she blinked at him, dazed. "Beautiful girl."

One last tug on her nipples and then he stood up, moving away from her. Bella groaned as the Wolf pulled himself free behind her, her sore anus quivering as it was emptied of his cock. 

******

That night neither of them spoke. They curled around each other, lost in their own thoughts. 

Besides, what could they say? 



Taken by the Wolf Ch. 17



The morning started like every morning had since she'd been taken. She was dreaming when she felt the first trickle of awareness; a touch skimming along her body, bringing with it feelings of both arousal and anxiety. Before she was even truly awake, her lips had parted on a gasp, her nipples had hardened, and she was wet and ready. It was almost a Pavlovian response.

She'd studied the history of psychology before she'd found a passion for Art History, the two went surprisingly well together, and she knew what was wrong with her. There was a name for what she was experiencing, but knowing that didn't seem to lessen the impact at all.

It was called Stockholm's Syndrome.

But that didn't stop her from moaning, from spreading her legs even wider than the hard hands on her inner thighs pressed her to. Her eyelashes fluttered as her eyes adjusted to the light. The swipe of a tongue up the center of her pussy made her moan again as her hips rolled, her half-asleep body easily manipulated by a man that had spent quite a bit of time learning her responses. 

"Open your eyes, little girl."

That was something he always insisted on. Obeying, she looked down the length of her body, past the small mounds of her breasts with their perky pink nipples, and to the man whose mouth was hovering just inches above the short, white-blonde hair of her pussy. His own blue eyes seemed to glow as he met her gaze, holding it as he lowered his lips down and deliberately sucked her clit into his mouth while she watched.

Trish shuddered, her hands clenching in the sheets. His tongue rasped over the tender bud and her back arched as the pleasure washed over her. The steady sucking on her clit was almost too intense to bear and she tried to close her legs, to protect the sensitive area, but his hard hands kept them wide open. Leaving her vulnerable to him. 

"Please," she begged, with a whimper, her fingers digging into the sheets again. She'd learned, after the first day, not to try and stop him with anything but words. Her ass still burned when she remembered the spanking he'd given her after tying her hands behind her back. And, as always, when she remembered it, shame and sexual excitement poured through her in equal measure. "It's too much..."

Jordan must be feeling indulgent today; he gentled the suckling before releasing her clit and beginning to lick up the center of her pussy, seeking out the wetness that was trickling between her folds. Moaning, Trish writhed some more for him, watching the slight bob of his head up and down between her legs. Every so often his eyes would flick up to meet hers, ensuring that she was watching, trapping her with his gaze.

The slow, seductive laps of his tongue against her swollen flesh, the occasional nibble of her tender lips, soon had her writhing for him. She wanted him to suck her clit again, but she didn't ask. That was one point of pride left with her, she never asked for the pleasure.

He just gave it to her anyway. When he was ready.

It felt like her body was burning up from the inside out as her insides clenched and spasmed, empty and hungry for fulfillment. Trish moaned and moved her hips up and down, her eyelashes fluttering open and shut the way they did when she was becoming lost in the physical sensations. Her orgasm was building, too slowly for her comfort, as Jordan tormented her with pleasure.

When he moved away from her pussy and began kissing his way up her stomach, she nearly screamed with frustration. The need to cum was overpowering, her body moving to connect with him, her pussy trying to rub along the hard muscles of his body as he slid upwards. When he sucked her nipples into his mouth, she finally let go of the sheets and clutched at his head, pushing her small breasts upwards to encourage him. One large hand completely covered her other breast, squeezing it just hard enough to make her gasp with pleasure.

She could feel the head of his cock, nudging against her pussy and she bucked, trying to position it at her entrance... needing more. 

Grinning wickedly, Jordan tugged on her nipple with his teeth before releasing it. His large body covered hers; grabbing her hands, he placed them over her head as the head of his cock nestled against her slick hole. Trish moaned, knowing that she was about to get what she wanted. Needed. Whenever they were alone, Jordan restrained her, either with his hands or actual restraints. If people were watching them, he preferred for her to have her hands free. Those were his two dominant kinks.

Her pussy stretched as he moved his hips forward.

"Open your eyes."

Trish moaned as she forced herself to look up at him. He always insisted on looking into her eyes as he entered her, that icy gaze taking in every detail of her expression as his thick cock stretched her open. She didn't know what he saw, but it, as always, it seemed to arouse him even more. Sometimes she swore she could feel him get even harder when she gazed up at him, helpless and trapped beneath his much larger, much stronger body.

And damn her own traitorous reaction, which was to become even more aroused by it as well.

She was so wet from his mouth, from being so close to orgasm, that he could take her as roughly as he wanted to. Which, she guessed, was his intent for waking her up the way he did. She cried out as his lips lifted in a soundless snarl, and he shoved in deep and fast, his cock splitting her open. Even though she was wet, she was always tight when he first entered her, and it would take several pounding strokes before her body would adjust to the length and girth of his dick as it split her open.

But the burning stretch felt as good as it did painful, and her body arched beneath him, rubbing her wet pussy lips against him. Trish wrapped her legs around his thighs, holding onto him the only way she could, her hips canting up to meet him. 

Before him she'd never had rough sex. Never known she would like it.

She'd never had sex in front of people. Or sex while restrained. Or sex with another woman. 

Some of it she still didn't like, but this... these mornings, with just him, teasing her body and then pounding her into submission beneath him... these she could become addicted to. When he wasn't fucking her brains out he treated her like a fragile flower, but in bed he let loose with an almost savage dominance that left her pussy feeling bruised more often then not. And yet she orgasmed every time.

So hard... so hot inside of her... she came with a scream, ecstasy rolling over and through her as his dick rammed home. Her pussy became even more slick as she creamed herself on his cock, writhing beneath him in passionate bliss, her trapped wrists pushing uselessly at his hand. It was agony and rapture as he kept fucking her, just as hard, forcing her body to continue to spasm as her pleasure organs were overstimulated.

Trish's drawn out cry was strangled, her eyes wide open and sightless as she came again and again beneath him, her pussy clamping down around the thick cock that continued to pierce her with savage thrusts. She sobbed out another plea... an entreaty... it was too much.

"My name..." Teeth bit down on her ear. "Say it."

"JORDAN!"

She screamed again as he plowed into her, filling her completely, and then he went still. Her pussy was throbbing so hard from her climaxes that she almost didn't feel the sudden pulse of his cock inside of her, the thick jets of liquid that filled her. Everything was white light and shimmering passion, her body tingling from head to toe, and the final satisfying shudders of her orgasm.

******

When she woke again, she knew it was exactly an hour later. Jordan had a morning routine that went like clockwork, no matter what. 

"Come on, little girl, time to get up," he said, his eyes flickering over the naked length of her body once he'd pulled the sheets off of her. For a moment they lingered on the dark pink lips of her pussy, still battered looking from earlier. Trish didn't bother actually trying to get up, because it didn't matter if she did or if she just lay there, he would do exactly what he always did. A heartbeat later she was scooped up in his arms and he was carrying her to the private washroom attached to his bedroom.

Scrub her down in the shower, intimately and thoroughly, which left her gasping and aroused again, and then he picked out what she wore for the day while she sat on the edge of the bed and waited. Patiently. Like a doll. As long as she didn't move from the spot he put her in, she could do whatever she wanted. Swing her feet. Mess up the sheets. Ask him questions. He even answered. But move one inch from the spot he'd put her in and he wouldn't just spank her, he'd get out the paddle.

The first few days she'd felt resentful of his constant ordering of her life. Now she was used to it. Almost found the routine soothing in some ways. Yeah, Stockholm's at its best; that was her.

Jordan pulled a light pink dress from the closet and turned to come towards her. He tended to like putting her in the lighter colors, the ones that went so well with her pale features. Sometimes Trish wondered if he actually liked her for herself a little bit, or if he was still just obsessed with her hair color. Because he definitely was. 

That's what came after getting dressed. He would sit her on his lap and brush her hair, until it was almost completely dry. Another part of the day she found soothing, although at least that made sense. It was also the part of the day that she always wished would last longer, because once it was done, it was time to leave the room. Time to go out into the halls and the rooms where there were other men and women, where she would be exposed and played with and sometimes fucked in front of them.

Although at least none of them ever touched her. Not like Bella and Alex. Jordan liked to show her off, but he was wildly possessive. 

Today was different though. He only brushed her hair for about ten minutes before he put it into a braid. That made her nervous. 

"What's going on?" she asked, hesitantly, as he led her out of their room. One hand in his, looking up at him, she always felt a little bit like the little girl that he called her when he was leading her everywhere by the hand. But it also made her feel safer. 

He smiled down at her, almost reassuringly. "Sorry, little girl. We've got things to do today."

It always amazed her how Jordan was allowed to bring her wherever he wanted around the compound. At first he'd left her in the room for periods of time, now he almost always took her with him and no one said a word. Eventually she'd realized that it was because she'd, for the most part, been extremely well behaved after the first couple of days. And even at the beginning she hadn't really put up more than token resistance. 

After all, what was the point? No one on the Moon cared if she was here, not like Bella and Alex. If they did care, it would only be as a novelty, and they'd probably lose interest once they realized that the Wolf didn't have anything to do with her. Some other student would get her scholarship, but the most disturbance her disappearance would have caused anyone was a bit of paperwork because of that. That was just how it was; there were people who were important - or, at least, the children of people who were important, like Alex and Bella - and people who weren't. Like Trish.

Strangely, in some ways, she was treated better here on Earth. 

Cool air swirled around her thighs as they passed by various people in the hallways. Almost all soldiers. The entire compound was filled with them after all, and there were more of them than usual because of Cora's visit. Those who knew her either nodded or smiled at her as she passed. At first their attitude towards her had startled her, especially because none of them leered at her or made crude comments towards her.

Not that she thought Jordan would put up with that. As much as he enjoyed showing her off, it was always on his terms, and he never let anyone else touch her. 

Well, with a few exceptions. 

Laura, one of the women she could actually sort of call a friend, waved at her from down the hall where she was standing next to her man, Marek. Well, standing next to... really tucked under his arm. Like Trish, she was wearing a dress, although hers was a deep purple that would have completely washed Trish out. 

There were two kinds of women in the compound. The vast majority were soldiers; they were all shapes and sizes, all levels of attractiveness and they all had one thing in common - they were hard. They played hard, fought hard, and were treated by the men as equals. There were plenty of relationships between soldiers that Trish had seen, and no one seemed to care. But then there were a few men who had "their" woman, one who wasn't a soldier but was allowed to stay in the compound, and those women always wore skirts. It was like a special uniform that let everyone else know that woman was off limits.

Everyone respected the skirt.

Strangely there didn't seem to be an equivalent for the men, although a few of the female soldiers had their own women in skirts too. When she'd asked, Jordan had just shrugged and said they weren't restricted from bringing a civilian male into the compound. So for whatever reason, none of them had one.

"Morning Princess," Chevie said as he dished her out her usual eggs and potatoes. Jordan hovered protectively over her shoulder, although obviously he didn't consider the friendly cook any kind of problem. His eyes were watching over the newcomers.

"Morning Chevie," she said, taking her plate. "How's Trix?" She didn't see the sunny redhead anywhere in the kitchen behind him, where there were quite a few people working.

"She's good," Chevie said cheerfully, but he didn't expound any further, and there were people behind her, so she had to keep moving. Jordan kept one hand on the small of her back while his other held his plate full of food. He ate nearly three times as much as she did.

Every morning Jordan chose a different table to sit at, circulating among the Wolf's soldiers. Trish supposed that was just part of his job as the Wolf's second-in-command. It certainly meant that she got to see a lot of different aspects of the Wolf's operations, but no one seemed concerned about what she overheard. 

Today everyone was talking about Cora, of course, but instead of talking about whatever was going on, they were all discussing her torment of Alex the day before. With Jordan's hard body next to her, his hard thigh pressed against hers, she sat quietly eating and listening.

"Did you see how shocked Moon Boy was?" one of the women asked, laughing. "Bet he'd never felt anything like that on his nuts before!"

"At least he didn't cry and beg like the last one, or worse, wet himself."

"Couldn't wet himself with that hard-on anyway."

"Did you see the way Trace was eyeing Pet? Bet you that Cora asks for her next time."

"Ha, not after the way she enjoyed Toy! She actually got to have some fun with a Moon Boy for once!"

"Ten credits she gives in to Trace and takes Pet."

"Done!"

The happy banter and cheerful betting seemed completely incongruous to the events of the day before. Trish shivered. Sometimes she wondered about the people of Earth. Everyone was nice to her even though they obviously enjoyed watching Bella and Alex's debasement, they seemed to see some difference between her and them and she wasn't sure if it was because she was with Jordan and not the Wolf or if it was because it was well known that she was an orphan. Not part of the privileged classes that lived on the Moon.

They were all derisive of the Moon families, contemptuous even. Alex had garnered some small amount of respect and fascination, although she doubted that he would be overjoyed to hear that, since the reaction was a group desire to see more of his debasement, to try and predict his reactions. She'd seen more than one bet being settled over his behavior. Bella's behavior was less interesting to them, apparently her reactions were similar to those they'd seen before, although more than one person had commented that if Alex hadn't been taking up so much attention then Bella might be more of a stand out. She had a grace under pressure, a steady bravery that kept her going.

Trish had actually started trying to emulate her in some ways. 

When she'd first been taken she'd been nearly hysterical, and her first few days had been hard... but she'd seen how Bella stayed calm and just did whatever she needed to. And she didn't seem to dwell on the things that were done to her, she held herself together and didn't fall apart no matter what the provocation. Unfortunately, Trish had the suspicion that trying to do the same was feeding into her own problem, which was that she was becoming so accustomed to this life, she was having trouble imagining leaving it. It should have been terrifying, but what was really scary was that it didn't terrify her.

She kept wondering what she had to go back to, after all. At least here she felt wanted. Cherished. Desired.

Yeah... she was definitely losing it.

"Here Trish." A pancake was dumped onto her plate by one of the women across the table, a hard-edged brunette whose name Trish couldn't remember, although she'd seen her around often enough. The woman was frowning at Jordan. "You need to take better care of her Jordan, she's barely touched her food and she hardly weighs anything as it is."

Oh shoot.

The big blonde turned away from the man he'd been talking to and frowned down at her. 

"Sorry," she said, blinking up at him. "I'm eating." And she shoveled a forkful of eggs into her mouth to chew on while she began cutting up the pancake. 

Jordan stroked his hand over her head, letting it come to rest on the back of her neck, a steady reminder of his presence. And to eat. Trish felt a bit exasperated, but she knew that there was no point. The brunette went back to her own conversation, keeping one eye on Trish. It was a bit unsettling after years where no one really cared what she did or how she was, to be so constantly under everyone's scrutiny. Strangely caring scrutiny sometimes. 

After breakfast Jordan picked up the food that he always brought to Bella and Alex, he was leading her out of the cafeteria when he got a call on his com-unit. Putting one hand to his ear, he pulled them to the side of the hallway while he answered it.

"Yes... Yes... No... Yes, Sir."

Grabbing Trish's hand, he pulled her down the hall. The wrong hall.

"Where are we going?" she asked, trying not to feel like the little girl that he called her as he pulled her along, her hand trapped in his large palm. 

A little smile flickered across his face. "You're going to see a secret, little girl."

The small hallway that he took her into was empty, and they were about a third of the way through it when he stopped and faced the wall, which had a marking on it that looked a bit like an S with a horizontal line through the top curve. The marking was all over the compound; Trish had seen it a million times. It was in hallways, rooms... there were three of them in Jordan's room and at least a dozen of them in the cafeteria. The kind of innocuous wall decoration that went almost completely unnoticed because of its commonness.

Jordan pressed his fingers across the shape quickly; the right end of the bar, the left end, the bottom curve, the top curve, and then on each place where the S intersected the horizontal bar. And the wall sank inwards and then slid silently to the side. Trish's jaw dropped as she stared into the dimly lit hallway beyond, barely hearing Jordan's chuckle at her shocked reaction. He grabbed her hand in his again and pulled her into the hall; she didn't hear anything, but when she glanced back over her shoulder she could see that the door had slid smoothly shut behind them. The same decorative symbol was on this side of the wall.




Taken by the Wolf Ch. 17



"Are all of them like that?" she asked. If there were... good grief, how many secret passageways would be around the compound?

"No. All the passageways are behind symbols, but not all the symbols have passageways," Jordan said, walking quickly enough that she had to trot to keep up with him. His legs were so much longer than hers, but he expected her to make up for that. "They're not commonly known, although everyone knows they're there. You could get lost in them if you don't know where you're going."

As if to emphasize his point, they had already reached an intersection that branched off into four other passageways; five including the one that they had just come from. And nothing to differentiate them from each other. But Jordan took the second to the left without hesitating, obviously knowing exactly where he was going. 

"But what are we doing in here?" she asked, looking around for any sign of where they were within the compound. They passed more symbols, so she assumed they were passing exits from the tunnel, but she didn't know where they would open up in.

"There was a... disturbance on our usual route," he said, unperturbed by both her questions and whatever the disturbance was. Trish sighed and hoped it wasn't something too awful. Maybe Cora's men and the Wolf's men were fighting? 

She didn't know how she felt about that. It might be easier to escape with the two sides fighting each other... but escape to what? Where? Plus, how would she find Bella and Alex? Could she really live with leaving them behind? And what would happen to Jordan if there was fighting? Dammit... she shouldn't be worried about him, but she just didn't like the idea of him being in real danger. Even though by all rights she should have wanted to see him hung out to dry, the idea of his admittedly beautiful body being torn apart or ripped open by violence made her insides clench in a kind of anguish. 

Even knowing that she was suffering from a psychological condition didn't dissipate the effects of it.

Falling silent, disturbed by her own thoughts, Trish wondered about the passageways behind the compounds walls. Where did they all lead to? 

They went through two more intersections before Jordan finally stopped in front of another symbol, pressing his fingers in the exact same pattern. The right end of the bar, the left end, the bottom curve, the top curve, and then on each place where the S intersected the horizontal bar. As he did it, Trish watched, standing behind him and silently mouthing the pattern, trying to commit it to memory. 

As soon as it opened and they stepped out into the hall, Trish recognized where they were. Just steps away from the room that Alex and Bella were kept in. She was willing to bet they'd barely even lost any time from their detour. One look back at the wall, with its distinctive but common decoration, and then Jordan was pulling her along again.

******

"Secret passageways?" Bella repeated, her mind whirling around the possibilities. 

Trish nodded, nervously glancing over her shoulder at Jordan, standing and talking to a small group of soldiers, a mix of Cora and the Wolf's men. The little blonde wasn't a very good actress, she was obviously agitated as she passed the information on to Bella, quickly whispering the way to open the panels as Bella tried to memorize it. 

As usual, Alex was swimming his laps, frustration and anger written in every line of his body. Bella was pretty sure he was still feeling the effects of Cora's torment, both physically and mentally. Last night they had slept wrapped around each other, but it seemed like neither of them had known what to say to each other. 

Carefully committing everything Trish said to memory, Bella tried to damp down her excitement. This was definitely something Alex would want to know. She knew that he would hope the passageways could find them a way out of the compound. Personally, she wondered what else they might be able to learn inside of the compound. A lot of questions had arisen in the past few days, not just about Earth and the Wolf, but also about the Moon's government.

Now she just had to figure out how to pass the information along to Alex.

******

By the time he pulled himself out of the pool, every part of his body ached. And even though he'd been swimming for at least an hour, not to mention the fact that he'd already scrubbed himself clean in the shower, he still felt dirty. Like there was a layer of dirt on his skin that wouldn't come off. 

Nearby there was a small group of three soldiers, talking and joking. Two were the Wolf's, one was Cora's. Tidbits of their conversation floated on the breeze, even though he wasn't really interested in listening. Although at least they weren't talking about him. Then a tingle went down his spine as he became more alert, hearing something more relevant.

"... the Wolf and Cora..."

"... think they'll run into any trouble?"

"... Jordan and Trace are still here..."

"Guess we'll find out tomorrow."

Did that mean that the Wolf and Cora were out of the compound, personally leading whatever mission they were on while their second-in-commands stayed behind? 

He looked across the pool, past where Trish and Bella were deep in conversation, and over at the big blonde. After all, it really wasn't often that he allowed Trish out of arms' reach, but it looked like his attention was divided today. Soldiers were coming into the outdoor area, heading straight to Jordan, and as soon as he finished talking to them, would walk purposefully back out. Which was very different from the usual day when Jordan would walk Trish around the gardens and watch over her exercise. 

Now that he thought of it, he didn't think Bella or Trish had gotten anywhere near the pool and no one seemed to care. Something was definitely going on.

Which became even more clear after they were fed and exercised and escorted immediately back to their room by some more soldiers. Jordan had already gone off, Trish in tow, and Alex realized that he hadn't seen the big blonde molesting her even once. She'd also looked incredibly nervous, giving Bella a little glance as she was pulled away, and he wondered what the two of them had been talking about.

When they got into the room, which was empty as usual, Bella looked over at him. He could almost see her thoughts churning inside of her head as she chewed on her lower lip. There was definitely something she wanted to tell him.

Glancing around the near empty room, Alex inwardly sighed and went over to the bed. His cock was still feeling a bit sore, his balls tight and achy, but there was no other way to get any kind of privacy. If they were observed whispering to each other, he doubted they'd be left alone for long. And even if the Wolf was out of the compound, they couldn't be sure that no one was watching. 

Walking over to the bed, he sat down and looked over at Bella, who was shifting nervously back and forth on the balls of her feet as she watched him. Even though his cock and balls had been tortured yesterday, he still felt the familiar stirring of arousal as he looked at her feminine curves, the tight pink nipples tipping her breasts, and the puffy lips between her legs. It didn't matter that he saw her naked all day or that it wasn't by choice, whenever he focused on her, his cock got a little jolt of excitement. 

He patted the bed next to him.

"Come sit down," he said in a low voice, giving her what he hoped was a significant look.

Bella's eyes widened, but she came towards him. And was it his imagination, or did her nipples actually get a little bit harder?

To his surprise, she didn't sit next to him, instead she crawled onto the bed, going behind him, forcing him to turn and follow her. Not that he really minded, as she lay down on her side, facing him. This would be easier to get close enough that they could whisper in each other's ears, while making it look like they had another reason for their closeness. He lay on his side, facing her, so close that he could feel the heat of her body against his even though they weren't quite touching. 

Her cheeks pinked a bit as he leaned slightly over her. 

The movement was deliberate he realized; both in that he was crowding her and taking charge of their interaction. He needed that return to control, the dominance, after yesterday with Cora. And Bella was definitely sexually submissive. It was like a soothing balm to his psyche, one he hadn't even known he desperately needed until this moment. He could feel arousal stirring even more as he looked down at her, seeing her reaction to him. 

It made his cock and balls tingle, in a not entirely pleasant way, as the remnant of yesterday's torture was still lingering, but at the same time he couldn't help his physical reaction to those wide brown eyes and the slightly parted pink lips. 

Sweeping her hair back off of her shoulder, he leaned forward and gave her neck a kiss, his cock hardening as he felt a shiver go down her body, causing her nipples to lightly brush against his chest hair. She shifted, giving him more access to her neck, making herself more vulnerable to him and arousing him further. 

"I think the Wolf and Cora are gone today," he whispered in her ear as he moved his lips up her neck, bringing his hand up to rest lightly on her hip. His fingers drew little patterns on the side of her buttock, eliciting more small shudders for him to enjoy. He could feel his cock beginning to swell, reaching for her; uncomfortable as the skin stretched, but he was pretty sure that even without the cock ring, that tiny bit of discomfort wouldn't be enough to deflate him. "And Jordan and Trace had been left in charge."

One of Bella's hands pressed against his chest, trying to push him back. He was pretty sure that she wanted to be able to speak back to him and couldn't, because right now her face was pressed against his arm and shoulder. But Alex didn't want to lean back and let her on top, so instead he relinquished his resting spot on her hip and grasped her wrist in his, pushing her onto her back.

Bella gasped as he leaned over her, half-covering her soft body with his harder one. Pressing her hand down next to her head, he continued to explore her throat and collarbone with his lips, inserting his thigh between her legs as he felt her hips lift in response. 

"The sheets!" Bella whispered urgently in his ear. Alex growled at the reminder that they couldn't just touch each other freely, but he released her wrist to reach down and grab the sheets, pulling them up to cover the two of them. 

And with any luck, if the cameras in the room were on, whoever was watching wouldn't realize that anything more than sex was happening. Although, the last time they'd touched each other, no one had been watching. Maybe the cameras had only been turned on because the Wolf had known that there was going to be a show after injecting Bella with the aphrodisiac. 

Not that they needed any extra help right now. Alex's cock was completely hard and pressing against Bella's hip, and he could feel from the way she was wriggling underneath him that she was just as aroused as he was. Her silky skin felt almost too intense against the sensitive surface of his dick, but it wasn't nearly as painful as it had been yesterday. 

When he moved back into position, he found that Bella hadn't moved her arm an inch from where he'd placed it, and that made him groan as he buried his face into the crook of her neck, finding the sensitive spot right where her neck met her shoulder. She gasped, her other hand wriggling between their bodies to come up and wrap around the back of his neck, holding him in place as she arched beneath him. 

She twisted slightly, holding him in place as her lips found his earlobe. "This morning Trish and Jordan used a secret passageway."

That got his attention, even as Bella sucked his earlobe into her mouth and nibbled on it. The suction went straight to his cock, which he pressed harder against her hip, bringing his thigh up more, finding the wet heat between her legs. She gasped and rubbed herself against his leg, as if she was riding his thigh, her fingers tightening around his neck. 

"Tell me."

And she did. It was hard to concentrate while they caressed and moved against each other, her whispering words filling his ears even as erotic need filled the rest of his body. Bella was so soft, so willing beneath him... it was an incredible gift that she was so willing, considering their situation, as well as being hot as hell. Not being able to move away from kissing her neck and shoulders, so that she could whisper in his ear, was slow torment; especially because his ears were on a direct line to his groin. 

He slid between her legs, rubbing his cock against her pussy while she repeated the directions to open the passageways, trying to concentrate while pleasure and just a slight amount of pain shot through him. Soft, wet heat, but it was almost too much to bear. Cupping her breast, he squeezed, feeling her nipple pressing against the palm of his hand, enjoying the way she writhed beneath him. 

Her repeated words were becoming breathless, ragged, as he aroused her.

Being on top of her felt right. It felt good. 

It was almost easy to forget that it wasn't a necessity of their situation. As a gentleman, he should stop. Pull away. Stop trying to make her as horny as he was. Just because they'd touched each other, had an intimate moment, didn't mean that she would necessarily consent to sex. But he didn't want to stop. Pinching her nipple, he tugged on it, knowing how sensitive those little buds were.

Arching beneath him, Bella's legs wrapped around the backs of his thighs, her heels digging in just above his knees as she tried to pull him into her. 

"Please," she whispered in his ear, interrupting her recitation of the sequence to press on the S shape. It didn't matter anyway, he had it as committed to memory as it was going to get; he couldn't concentrate anymore because all of his focus was on not plunging his cock into that soft wet heat between her legs. But then she moved her hips, bringing it up to him, rubbing her juices over the length of his cock.

Drawing back just enough to angle himself correctly, Alex pressed forward... and hissed between his teeth as her molten core gave way for him. It didn't hurt, like it had yesterday, but it wasn't pure pleasure either. She was incredibly wet, which helped, because her tight walls were providing a lot of friction over the sensitive surface of his cock, her muscles gripping him as he slid into her. 

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes," she chanted under her breath, and as Alex pulled his head back to look down at her, he could see that her cheeks were flushed a bright pink and her eyes were closed.

"Look at me," he growled, curling his hands under her shoulders to hold her in place as his cock nestled home inside of her. 

Eyelashes fluttered and she looked up at him, her gaze hot and feverish, clashing against his as he shoved the last inch of his cock into her heated tunnel. Her lips made a small 'o', eyes widening as he ground his body against her pussy lips and clit, feeling her jerk beneath him in reaction. 

Fuck... 

This was exactly what he needed. Bella, wet and willing, not just allowing him to be on top, but wanting him there. Being turned on by his control over her. Her pupils dilated as he stared down into her eyes, flexing his hips to pull out halfway and then thrust deep. She whimpered, but she kept looking up at him, still obeying his order. Giving him that small amount of control in his life. 

Something dark and needy unfurled inside of him and he growled again, low in his throat, as he moved his hands up her body, sliding them up her arms and forcing her arms above her head. His fingers intertwined with hers, making her stretch out beneath him and holding her in place on the mattress. Bella moaned, bucking as her pussy clamped down in visceral reaction to his dominance over her. 

"You would tell me to stop if you didn't want me, wouldn't you?"

It wasn't really a question, as he pulled back and thrust hard into her, but more a demand for her acknowledgement that she wanted him, that she wanted this. Bella's eyes seemed to burn into his, shining up at him, as her body welcomed him in. 

"Yes," she whispered, tightening her legs around him as he pulled out again, before shoving back in hard and deep. She made a sexy sound, low in her throat, as he filled her. It felt like her pussy was made of hot, wet, nubby silk, wrapping around him, rubbing against him. 

"And you want me, don't you? Tell me you want me."

"Yes... Alex, please, yes!"

Shuddering, Bella arched beneath him as he began to pound into her, hard and fast, fulfilling his need to claim her... images of the Wolf and Trace double-teaming her ran through the back of his mind, images that he wanted to erase from her memory and replace with himself. Pressing down on her hands, he leveraged himself up to take her hard, knowing that he was sending slices of pain through both of their pleasure as he pummeled her with his sensitive cock. It only made the ecstasy stroke higher.

"Yes, yes, yes yesyesyes!" Bella was chanting the word as if her life depended on it, her throaty affirmative voicing her desire for him, her joy in choosing him, choosing this. And Alex reveled in it; wallowed in her passion the way he wallowed in her body, wrapping himself in her sexual need and allowing it fulfill him in a way that he'd never felt before.

Because he'd never so badly needed a woman to say yes to him. Never so badly needed to have control over both himself and someone else, needed the peace that kind of trust could bring. Because he'd never been so out of control, never been sexually tortured and never been so aware of the privilege of receiving that 'yes' before they'd been taken by the Wolf. 

When Bella came, pulsing around him, writhing beneath him, the ecstasy was so great that Alex felt it all through his body and into the air around him, as if their orgasms were too large to be contained by their physical bodies. It permeated the air, reaching into his brain and touching his soul, his inner self, in a way that none of the Wolf's depravities or torments ever could. The pleasure, the connection was pure... beautiful... and real. 

Alex gripped her hands tightly as his cock throbbed inside of her, shooting jets of cum into her pussy with the same rhythm that she clenched around him, as if she was actually pulling every pulse of pleasure from him.

Fuck...

Completely spent, he nearly collapsed on top of her. His body and his head were whirling with the combined effects of their passion and the information about the secret passageways. 

Groaning, he turned, bringing her with him, so that they were still connected as he pulled her on top of him. She was a soft weight, like a blanket, over his body. With a sigh and a small wriggle, she settled in, her cheek resting on his shoulder. A tender care stole through him, as he stroked her hair away from her face, turning to place a kiss on her forehead. As much as Bella aroused him, she elicited much softer emotions from him as well. Protective emotions that were all the more frustrating because of his inability to provide her with any kind of actual protection or care. What he could give her was this, a gentle touch, a sweet caress, and soft kisses while she hummed with pleasure. A stolen moment to pretend that they were just two lovers, cuddled together after their passion.

But even as he blinked, looking across the room, his eyes focused on the S shape, his mind already moving away from the moment and towards the possibility of their freedom. 



Author's Note: I've gotten a lot of requests for Trish's perspective, and I have to admit, I was pretty curious about her too. This was my response to that; a glimpse inside of another part of the Wolf's world and also into that rather complex relationship. We'll see more of Trish and Jordan in the future, although I don't know if I'll visit her POV again, but I hope you enjoyed the little peek!



Taken by the Wolf Ch. 18



Bella wriggled her way out from underneath Alex's arm. He groaned and made a sleepy, protesting noise, but allowed her to go. Since he'd pretty much exhausted himself in the pool, and then inside of her, she wasn't surprised that he was tired. But she was feeling energized. Strangely hopeful. 

There were four of the sigils in the room that denoted where a secret passageway was. She doubted that the one next to the main door opened, since that would be pointless. But that still left three walls that could contain passageways. The only question was: was anyone watching?

Since the night they'd had their sexual exploits while she'd been under the influence of the aphrodisiac spread across a screen for the Wolf's soldiers' entertainment, she and Alex had basically been operating under the assumption that someone could be watching at any time. But there had been no indication that anyone had been watching since then. Maybe the cameras had only been activated because they'd wanted to see what Alex would do when she came back to the room horny and begging.

After all, it wasn't like any of their activities with the Wolf had been put up for public consumption. So maybe the cameras weren't always on. Maybe she and Alex were being too paranoid. It seemed like wishful thinking, but maybe there was a way she could test it.

Looking around up at the ceiling, the corners of the room and the angles where the walls met the ceiling, she couldn't see anything that looked like something other than a flat wall. So if there were cameras, they were behind them. Thinking that over, Bella cleaned up the cum that was starting to leak out of her with a corner of the sheet, blushing a little bit to think about what she and Alex had just done. Not that she regretted it. At all. But would he? Later?

They never talked about what they would do when the Wolf let them go. Or if they did somehow manage to escape first. At least, they didn't talk about whatever this was between them. Not that Bella wanted to have that conversation yet. How could they know how they would feel once they were out of captivity? She didn't think her feelings for Alex were going to go away, but she didn't know if he felt the same. And it seemed kind of unfair to push that on him while they were trapped together. Better to say nothing at all for now. 

Looking back up at the ceiling, Bella waved her arms above her head. 

"Hey! I'm hungry! Can we get some food in here?"

A groan from behind her distracted her and she turned to see Alex blearily looking at her from the center of the bed, the sheets rumpled around him. Sexy, but obviously exhausted. 

"What are you doing?" he asked with a groan, the kind of groan any male would make when he wanted to sleep and he was being kept from it. The normalcy of his tone actually made her smile. 

"Trying to get some food," she repeated, turning back around and waving her arms again.

If someone actually brought food, she could eat, but mostly she just wanted to know if there would be a response. Alex groaned again and she heard the soft thump as he fell back into place on the bed. Deciding not to disturb his rest anymore, Bella sat down at the table, staring at the door. And waited. And waited. And waited. She started singing in her head to pass the time. Nothing. 

She looked back up at the sigil on the wall, not five feet away from her. Standing up, she went over to it and traced her fingers along the S curve, almost absently. Not following the pattern Trish had given her. Just to see if someone would come in and stop her. A loud snore from the bed made her jump a bit, but nothing else happened. 

Holding her breath, she pressed as she'd been directed. The right end of the bar, the left end, the bottom curve, the top curve, and then three fingers on where the S intersected.

Nothing.

Bella did it again just to be sure. More nothing. But Trish had said that not all of them led to passageways. Or at least that's what Jordan had told her and it did make sense. 

There was another one over the bed, but Bella didn't think that very likely, so she turned to the wall where the television screen had been. Now that one might make more sense. After all, the screen was in the wall, so there might be something behind the wall. Walking over, she dragged her fingers along the wall as she did so, although she was feeling more confident by the minute that she was unobserved. That the Wolf had only taped them because he'd known there'd be something to watch.

Now, today, when everyone was distracted by whatever mission they were doing, and Alex and Bella were just afterthoughts? Why bother?

Reaching the sigil, she ran her fingers along it. Waiting. Still a bit cautious. Just in case. Listening for the door to open and soldiers to come bursting through.

Nothing. Again.

She pressed her fingers against the sigil. The right end of the bar, the left end, the bottom curve, the top curve, and then three fingers on where the S intersected. 

And to her left, a hole opened up in the wall. Bella gasped in shock. Even though Trish had told her, some part of her hadn't quite believed. Had thought that maybe it was a trick. But there it was... Stepping to her left, she faced it square on, looking down the long, narrow hall. The light was dim but there was enough for visibility while walking. Bella turned back to look at the bed.

"Alex? Alex?"

No response. He was still out of it. Should she wake up him? But then again, she'd rather only get herself into trouble, just in case she did get caught. And if she woke him up, who knew what his reaction might be. If he'd even be able to think straight. He was exhausted. 

The opening slid shut, automatically, while she was still standing there looking at it. If she went into the passageway, she'd be able to get out the same way. That's what Trish had said. And also that Jordan had warned her the passageways were complex and it was easy to get lost. Especially since there were no markers to indicate where you were once you were in them that Trish had noticed. 

Bella opened the door again. And stared at it. Tried to gather her courage. Eventually it closed and she still hadn't stepped into it. Okay. This was stupid. If someone was watching, they would have come to stop her by now. Wouldn't they? It couldn't hurt to at least go inside and look around. She could head in one direction only and keep track by counting the sigils she passed. That made the most sense.

This time, when she opened the passageway, she stepped into it. And stood there until the door closed behind her. Letting out a long breath, she looked in the three directions she could go; left, right, or straight ahead. Going straight ahead seemed smartest, that way as long as she didn't make any turns, she could just come straight back. 

Walking forward, she couldn't help the tingling inside of her chest, of both anxiety and excitement. The giddy feeling that came from knowing she was doing something dangerous, the exhileration that came from being fairly certain she wasn't going to be caught. She'd only walked about thirty paces when she came to the next sigil, on the right side of the wall. Pressing her ear against it, she could hear voices; loud enough to be audible but not quite loud enough to be distinct. She couldn't hear what they were saying, but at least it was a warning that people were there. Trying that with the next two sigils she came to, she could hear people behind the second one but not the third. 

She almost opened up that one, just to see what was there, but caution stayed her hand. What if there were soldiers there who were just being quiet? The idea made her too nervous. Maybe the passageways weren't quite as useful as she thought they were, not without actually knowing where each of them led to.

Up ahead was an intersection, and she picked up the pace a little bit, wanting to know if she might see some kind of marker or directional indicator that Trish had missed. After all, Bella had a lot more time to look around than Trish had - at least that was the impression she got, considering how Jordan dragged the young blonde around at his long-legged pace.

When she got to the intersection she glanced right and then left... and froze.

Fear and shock weakened her knees and her legs gave out beneath her, leaving her kneeling and leaning forward on her hands as shivering tremors shook her body.

Jordan shook his head at her, his arms crossed over his chest. Two soldiers were behind him, she didn't recognize either of them. By his side was Trish, kneeling on the ground, a red ball gag in her mouth and a pleading expression on her face. She stared straight at Bella, looking agonized. For one sharp moment, Bella wondered if Trish had betrayed her... but Jordan's next words cut through that theory.

He rested his hand on top of Trish's head, stroking it back and making the young woman shudder. "What bad girls you two are," he said, his deep voice laced with a kind of satisfaction. He wrapped his fingers around Trish's hair and used it to haul her to her feet. Jerking his head at Bella, he looked over his shoulder at the two soldiers. "Bring her."

Bella couldn't do anything but stare in horror, a small voice in the back of her brain cursing her own misguided confidence that no one had been watching her, as the soldiers approached. 

******

Warmth receded as his sheets were yanked back and Alex came slamming back into consciousness with a yell, lashing out and automatically trying to fight as hard hands grasped his wrists. Even though the sleep hadn't cleared from his eyes yet, he managed to land at least one good punch before pain shuddered through his body, fizzing along his nerves and he went crashing back down onto the bed. 

At least it was a soft landing.

He groaned, a strangled sound, which was the only noise his vocal cords seemed capable of while the electricity moved through him.

It stopped as suddenly as it had started, leaving him shaking. Dazed, this time he didn't resist as he was dragged from the bed. His feet stumbled on the ground before he found footing, soldiers on either side of him gripping his arms to keep him from falling completely. Their rough grips hurt his sensitive skin, still feeling like it was tingling from the electric shock. Not that he said anything. 

"So who put money on him getting one of us?" one of the soldiers asked, making Alex look up, trying to get a handle on what was happening. 

One of the other soldier was rubbing his cheek, which was showing a distinct, dark red mark on it, but he grinned. "I did. Worth every penny."

The others groaned, their good natured ribbing flowing around Alex, pricking at his temper. It gave him a rush of adrenaline that helped kick his brain back into gear. He craned his neck around. 

"Where's Bella?"

The soldier that he'd hit smirked at him. "She's indisposed. And you're being moved for now."

Before he had a chance to ask any more questions, they'd stopped and one of the soldiers put his hand on a panel next to the door. Alex was shoved into the room, the door whisking shut behind him. It had a couch, a bookshelf that was filled with books, a table and two chairs, and was otherwise completely sterile. There was something different about it though, something that Alex couldn't quite put his finger on. And it wasn't just the bookshelf - although that was a welcome sight.

He looked around the room, trying to figure out what was niggling at the back of his mind, frowning as he examined every inch of the space.

It wasn't until he sat down on the couch when all the hairs on the back of his neck lifted as he stared at the wall in front of him that he figured it out. The walls were completely bare, without a single decoration... not even one sigil.

He surged to his feet, buoyed up by pure adrenaline and fear for Bella. What the hell had she done?

******

Stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

Even though she'd just wanted to see what was inside, even though she hadn't actually been planning on going anywhere, even just exploring had been monumentally stupid. Although at the time she'd felt secure and she'd done everything she could make sure she wasn't being watched. She still wasn't entirely sure if Jordan had already known she was in there or if he'd just happened to be in the tunnels at the same time.

They'd gone through the passageway until he'd opened up a room that she'd never seen before, although she recognized quite a bit of the equipment in it. This was obviously the room below the Wolf's main hall, the one that came up through the floor. That or it was an exact replica, because it had the same bed and wooden structures that they'd seen up on the dais. But down here there were all sorts of things lining the walls, things that Bella didn't even want to look at. 

Jordan had Bella's hands cuffed together in front of her before forcing her to kneel a few feet away from him and Trish. The other soldiers lounged in the doorway, watching, although obviously not expecting to be invited any further into the room. Bella doubted they seriously thought she was that much of an escape threat right now, even if it was obvious that Jordan's attention was almost completely focused on Trish. 

The pretty blonde was trussed up, her wrist cuffs attached to a hook which had stretched her out. Ankle cuffs kept her legs spread apart, just wide enough for her to balance but making all the soft, sensitive areas between her legs completely vulnerable. Her wide blue eyes were trained on Jordan as he moved around the room; she didn't once glance at Bella. The ball gag didn't allow her to make much noise, but Bella was sure she could hear little whimpers anyway. 

Coming back in front of the blonde, Jordan cupped one of Trish's breasts in his big hands. Her head tipped back to look up at him, wide-eyed and shaking, even though Bella could tell that his touch was actually quite gentle. What she was watching seemed almost intimate, and she wanted to look away, but she couldn't. There was something very different about the way Jordan treated Trish and the way the Wolf treated her and Alex, and this was her first chance to really see it up close. And it fascinated.

Trish's long blonde hair hung down her back, slightly tangled and mussed looking, swaying gently as she shook her head while Jordan squeezed and kneaded her breasts. His hands were so big on her small frame that he was able to completely engulf the mounds with his palms. Even though she was obviously scared, Bella could tell that Trish was also becoming aroused. The way her back arched, despite the limited movement allowed by her position, pressed her breasts further into Jordan's hands.

And when he moved away, Trish shuddered and whimpered. 

Even though she didn't want to be, Bella was becoming a little bit aroused herself from watching them. It was a strange symphony of reluctance on Trish's part, obsessive desire on Jordan's, and an amalgamation of punishment and gentle tenderness that stirred something within Bella. She'd already learned that she could be sexually excited by things that she didn't think should do so, but she hadn't realized that it would extend to this kind of voyeurism. Pressing her thighs together, Bella shivered as she watched Jordan pinch and tug on Trish's nipples. His head was lowered, it looked like he was whispering in his ear and Bella wished that she could hear what he was saying.

Once Trish's nipples were fully extended, hard and pointy, Jordan straightened and reached into his pocket, pulling out what Bella immediately recognized as nipple clamps. She whimpered in sympathy as Jordan closed it over one of Trish's nipples. Trish's entire body shuddered, but she didn't pull away... she just closed her eyes and held as still as possible, her chest moving as she breathed in deeply, breathing through the pain, and Bella realized that this was definitely not Trish's first time with the clamps. Jordan clamped her other nipple, leaving the chain connecting the two clamps hanging between her breasts, and then he stroked her sides, watching her reaction, his fingers moving up and down the curve of her body, almost as if he was soothing her, even though he was the one who had caused the pain.

There was a strange fluttering in her stomach, and Bella was shocked when she realized that she was experiencing a kind of envy. After all, no one had soothed or helped her when she'd been clamped or punished; she'd had no kind of encouragement at all. Not even Alex had been allowed to comfort her. But Jordan was doing so with Trish.

Once she seemed to have adjusted to the clamps, Jordan walked around behind her to pick up a long, flat leather paddle. He glanced over to where the soldiers were still in the doorway, silently standing at attention and watching. Bella bit her lower lip, even though they weren't watching her. When Jordan walked around behind the trussed up blonde, drawing his arm back and landing the first blow across her ass, Bella realized that Trish had been positioned so that her breasts would thrust out at the soldiers as her body arched in reaction to the blow. As if Jordan was almost deliberately taunting them with what he had and they didn't... or maybe just showing her off. Similar to the way the Wolf seemed to enjoy showing off Alex and Bella.

Was everyone here either an exhibitionist or a voyeur?

THWACK!

A second blow across Trish bottom had the young blonde shrieking into her gag and Bella wincing in sympathy. She had the urge to speak up, to beg Jordan to stop because Trish couldn't, but a craven voice in her head whispered to be silent lest his attention turn to her. Right now she was almost forgotten... but she doubted she would remain that way for long if she tried to interfere.

THWACK! THWACK!

The sound of leather slapping against tender skin made Bella jerk with every blow, just as Trish did. Bella's hands clenched into fists, almost as if she was physically restraining herself from crying out along with the other woman, her body trembling in reaction to what she was watching. 

After five hefty smacks against Trish's ass, which had to be bright red by now since Jordan didn't seem like he was holding back at all, he stopped. Holding the paddle at his side, he stepped up closer behind Trish again, winding his hand in her hair, looping it around his fingers under his hand was just at the nape of her neck and then he used it to bend her head back. Bella could hear the soft murmur of his voice as he whispered in Trish's ear although she still couldn't hear what he was saying. The other woman whimpered. 

And then Jordan stepped back again.

THWACK!

THWACK!

The distressed sounds Trish was making behind her gag made Bella want to cover her ears, but the space between the cuffs on her wrists was too small for her to be able to cover both. Closing her eyes didn't help at all, it was like the image was burned into her brain; Trish's agonized, muffled sounds, the jingling of the chain between her nipples as her body jerked and bounced, and the slap of the paddle meant that she couldn't escape from what was happening at all.

THWACK!

"Stop! Please..." Bella shouted out the first word, the please came as more of a whimper, trickling off as she opened her eyes to see Jordan's icy gaze sweeping over to her. He raised his eyebrow. 

"Feeling guilty, Pet?" he asked, his lips curving upwards. "Would you like to help her?"

Bella's voice felt like it was caught in her throat, behind an invisible barrier. What had she done? But she did want to help Trish, so she nodded her head. Jordan's lips curved upwards. 

Stroking his hand down Trish's side, turned his arm to curve his hand over her mound and dip his fingers into her pussy. They came away wet. Lifting his hand, he showed his glistening fingers to Bella, simultaneously showing the other soldiers - who murmured their appreciation - as well. "When she cums, her punishment ends."




Taken by the Wolf Ch. 18



Trish made a noise behind the gag, but there was no way to tell what she was trying to say or express. Stepping closer to Bella, Jordan dragged his fingers over her lips, leaving her with no doubt as to how he thought Trish would achieve orgasm. 

It was her fault Trish was in this position in the first place. Trish had been trying to do something good, something helpful for her and Alex, and Bella had gone and fucked it all up. And now Trish was paying the price. 

So when Jordan turned away and stepped back towards Trish, tapping the leather paddle meaningfully against his leg, Bella followed as best she could on all fours with her wrists cuffed together, which made crawling difficult. But when Jordan moved behind Trish, Bella went in front until she was kneeling almost between Trish's legs. Behind her she could hear the soldiers at the door laughing, probably settling some kind of bet. Assholes. Why the Wolf's men had such a fascination with her and Alex's behavior and reactions she would never understand.

Despite the fact that Trish was in obvious pain from the leather paddle, this close Bella could smell the musky scent of her arousal and see Trish' juicy lips up close. Jordan really hadn't had to work hard to find the cream to coat his fingers. Strangely, what Bella mostly felt was a sense of relief to know that she wasn't the only one who had inexplicable reactions like this. 

THWACK!

The blow jolted Trish's hips forward and the younger woman screamed behind her gag, her chest heaving as she struggled with the sensations. 

And the best thing Bella could do for her, the only way she could help, was to tilt her head back and lean forward to bury her mouth in Trish's splayed pussy. She felt Trish shudder above her as Bella swiped her tongue up the center of Trish's lips. Musky sweetness, tinged with just the slightest hint of bitter, exploded in her mouth; the distinct taste of pussy that wasn't quite like anything else. 

She felt the next blow to Trish's ass, pushing Trish's pussy even more firmly against her mouth. Bella was gentle, wary of her teeth bruising those soft lips while Trish's movements were so unpredictable. Especially once Trish started to press her pussy against Bella's questing tongue, trying to escape her punishment and replace it with pleasure. 

They both sagged with relief when the steady paddling stopped again. Bella had winced every time the paddle had smacked against Trish's cheeks, not just because of Trish's jerking movement, but also because it felt dangerously close to her face even though she was protected by Trish's body. 

Something brushed against her chin and, when she glanced, she saw Jordan's fingers pushing into Trish's ass. The other woman mewled piteously behind her gag, wriggling and obviously unhappy with this turn of events. Bella could sympathize. Especially as Jordan slid his fingers from Trish's ass and replaced it with his cock. 

Bella shuddered as she felt Trish's reaction, the way her body surged forward, away from the punishing thrust. Her muffled cry of protest was overpowered by Jordan's groan of pleasure. Behind her she could hear the answering groans from the soldiers in the doorway, and she could only speculate how the entire tableau must look to them, with Bella kneeling before Trish, her face buried in Trish's muff, the slender blonde caught between her and Jordan as he reached up to cup and squeezed her breasts with their clamped nipples, powerfully thrusting into her from behind. 

Even worse, Bella couldn't help but wonder if she would ever find herself in a similar position, probably with Alex in her place and the Wolf in Jordan's. Something inside of her quivered and she couldn't tell if it was fear or that dark, unwanted excitement that she'd discovered inside of herself. 

The hard ass-fucking that Jordan was giving Trish was actually making Bella's job slightly easier, because he was rocking Trish in a steady rhythm that Bella could follow much more easily. If she looked up she could see Jordan squeezing and kneading at Trish's breasts as he fucked her, her nipples had turned dark pink in the clamps and the chain was jerking them in every direction as her breasts were played with and bounced. Bella's nipples seemed to throb in sympathy.

And yet, Trish was definitely coming closer to orgasm, the muffled noises from behind her gag becoming louder and less pained. Bella knew that Jordan wasn't going to stop fucking Trish until Bella made her cum, and she did her best to seek out Trish's clit, latching on and sucking hard. Trish's head fell back as she shuddered between the two of them, her body trying to stay close to Bella and the pleasure, even as Jordan's withdrawal had her hips pulling backwards. 

When Trish came, it was obvious to all of them, her body arched even more dramatically than it had before and she shuddered between them, her jerky movements somehow graceful in her ecstasy. Jordan groaned, biting down on her shoulder as he thrust, hard, several times and then held still, filling her ass with his cum. Sucking as hard as she could, Bella ignored the ache in her jaw, not wanting to give Jordan any excuse to continue punishing Trish, wanting to make sure he couldn't pretend Trish hadn't cum.

To Bella's shock, as Trish's body relaxed, coming down from its euphoric high, Jordan's arm wrapped around her slender waist, helping to hold her up so that all of her weight didn't end up on her wrists. Releasing the swollen pink nub from her lips, Bella panted for breath. For the first time, she could hear some of what Jordan was saying to Trish... he was crooning in her ear about what a good girl she was.

And that weird sense of envy rose inside of her again. 

Especially as Jordan continued to stroked Trish's legs as he undid the restraints on her ankles, rubbing them briskly for a moment, before standing and wrapping his arm around her waist again to catch her as she sagged when he released the wrist restraints. And Bella knelt there, totally forgotten as Jordan refocused completely on the little blonde. There was something really wrong with her for feeling a bit depressed by that. Still, as Jordan sat down and gathered Trish onto his lap, lowering his head to each of her nipples in turn, after releasing the clamps, and soothing the sore buds while she whimpered, Bella couldn't help but wish that someone was that nice to her after each of her ordeals. 

Alex did his best, but he was focused on other things too. 

What would it be like to be so soothed and comforted, so totally the center of one man's attention like that? It wasn't something Bella had ever experienced. Although, if she was Trish, this was not the man or the situation she'd choose to experience it in. The little blonde curled into Jordan, seeking physical contact the same way Bella did with Alex, although Alex wasn't the one who did the things to her that she needed comforting for. Then again, it wasn't like Trish had anyone else. She was all alone with Jordan, all the time. Or other soldiers. 

Jordan stroked her hair, combing it out with his fingers, watching the strands of it as they fell from his hand. Maybe that was one of his kinks, Bella though. He certainly seemed obsessed with it. 

She didn't know how long she knelt there, watching them. Long enough to get her breath back. Long enough to sense the soldiers behind her getting antsy. She didn't turn to look at them. All she could do was hope that Jordan wasn't about hand her over to them. 

Suddenly, he straightened, although he kept his hold on Trish, reaching up touch his hand to his ear. 

"Yes... Yes, Sir." His gaze focused back on her, for the first time in what seemed like ages, and Bella shivered as he looked her up and down. Then he looked past her to the soldiers in the doorway. "The Wolf is back. Take her to him."

******

When the door finally opened again, Alex was practically bouncing on his feet with anxious energy. He'd tried to sit and read, and that had worked for a while, but it also let him figure out an approximation of how much time was passing. A lot of it. Not knowing what was happening, what Bella had done or what was happening to her. 

Two soldiers entered and flanked the door as Nurse Roche walked in. The older woman smirked at him as he automatically tensed, nearly flinching at her appearance. She'd been a lot less rough with him than either the Wolf or Cora had been, but he still didn't want her anywhere near him, to be perfectly truthful. 

"Hello again, my little Toy," she said, winking at him.

Alex clenched his jaw against an automatic retort. He stared at her, almost daring her to come closer. This time he wasn't restrained and the soldiers were several feet away from her. On the Moon he would have never been comfortable using any kind of violence against a woman, no matter the provocation. Here... he was willing to make some exceptions. It wasn't like the women here couldn't defend themselves. Hell, he wasn't entirely sure that he'd be able to go one on one with Cora, but he knew that whatever Nurse Roche was here for, he wasn't going to give in without some kind of a fight as long as he was capable.

The nurse laughed, reaching into her pocket and withdrawing a syringe. "Don't look so scared Toy, I'm just here to give you a shot. A little something special that the Wolf picked up, just today... it was supposed to go to the Moon but well... he figured we needed it more."

"I'm just fine without it," Alex said roughly, backing away as she pulled the plastic covering off of the syringe's needle. Whatever it was, he didn't want it in his body. No matter what she said, he wouldn't trust her.

He knew that he wasn't really going to have a choice, but maybe if he could knock it out of her hands or something he could get some extra time... figure something out. Find some way to bargain.

"Life would be so much easier for you if you didn't fight everything," Nurse Roche said, her smile turning more cruel just before pain lanced through him, traveling from his neck along the nerve pathways all through his body. Just enough electric shock to leave him gasping for air as his knees hit the ground again. DAMN. That hurt when he couldn't control his fall. 

And before he could get control back over his muscles, Nurse Roche was already beside him, wiping a small area with a wet pad that smelled of alcohol and stabbing the needle into the big muscle of his left arm. Alex grunted at the slight pinch, more angry than pained by his swift defeat.

As she stood, he caught at the hem of her dress. "Where's Bella?"

"Not your concern, Toy," she said, pulling her dress out of his fingers as she patted him condescendingly on the head. "For once, you've been the good one. Enjoy it while it lasts."

Dread and helpless fury engulfed him as she left without a backward glance, the soldiers following behind her.



Taken by the Wolf Ch. 19



The main hall was filled with celebrating soldiers, chattering and drinking. For once they all ignored Bella as she was taken up to where the Wolf was. Cora and Trace were nowhere to be seen, something she was mildly grateful for. Hopefully whatever was going to happen to her wouldn't include them. While Trace had been almost kind in some ways, Cora frightened her even more after she'd seen the redheaded crime lord with Alex. She'd been far rougher with him than even the Wolf had ever been. 

To her surprise, the Wolf smiled with pleasure when he saw her. Ignoring the restraints on her wrists, he pulled her onto his lap, cupping one of her breasts while he laughed and told jokes with the men around him. It only increased Bella's inner tension to have her breasts and nipples played with, knowing that - even if he didn't know what she'd done yet, he would soon - punishment was imminent. And going by Jordan's treatment of Trish, it was going to be a rough one. How could it be anything but? She'd gone into passageways that she shouldn't have even known were there.

One by one, the men on the dais left to join those below, leaving her and the Wolf almost completely alone. 

He pinched her nipple, making her shiver as the pain and pleasure tingled through her in tandem, an endorphin rush that was both addictive and frightening.

"So, Pet," he said, his gravelly, deep voice in her ear felt like it was sinking into the very marrow of her bones. "I hear you've been bad."

Bella trembled. "I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." She couldn't think of anything else to say. Nothing that would help, at least.

"It was rather brilliant," he said, shifting her around on his lap so that she was angled sideways, able to look at him. Those hard green eyes seemed to bore into her. "Or it could have been, if you'd known where you were going. My room has the easiest escape exits, just in case I ever need them. If you'd kept going straight, all the way to the end, you would have ended up by the main entrance. Gone all the way to the right, and it lets out into the woods." He smiled, almost conspiratorially. "I wonder if you would have dared to try opening anything from in there."

Staring at him, she couldn't help but feel her tremors increasing. Knowledge was power... but it was also dangerous. "Why are you telling me this?" she whispered, frightened of the answer but needing to ask anyway. Was she going to be the first fatality among the Wolf's captives for knowing too much? Or the first to be kept here forever? 

His eyes softened slightly as his hand stroked her back, almost comfortingly. That was even scarier. 

"Because, sweet girl, you're not going to remember."

The arm around her tightened as he simultaneously cupped her jaw in his other hand, something sharp pinching at her arm. Out of the corner of her eye she could see a white lab coat and what looked like a needle, the kind they used on the Moon during those rare occasions when someone needed a shot. Bella whimpered, not understanding, terrified of what they might be injecting her with.

"Bella, look at me." The use of her name made her eyes widen even as she focused on the Wolf's calm gaze. The older man stroked her cheek with his thumb, studying her. His voice was stern, insistent. "Don't forget. You don't have to stay trapped in a dome. There's plenty of space to fly free on earth. And cages are never as safe as the animals inside them think they are."

She opened her mouth to say that she didn't understand, but her tongue felt fuzzy, as if it was swelling up to twice its size. Trying to blink away the darkness that was suddenly clouding her vision, she found that she couldn't open her eyes again and she went spiraling... spiraling... spiraling... 

******

Blackness gave way slowly to light. Not bright light, at first. Just enough to rouse the senses. Sounds began to trickle in, voices talking. Not softly, but not overly loud either. 

Alex groaned as he tried to move his limbs. They didn't seem to want to work. The darkness obscuring his vision went away slowly as he blinked. He was disoriented. That much he realized, but he wasn't sure what he should have been expecting. Everything felt confused. 

Fuzzy shapes slowly came into focus, soldiers in khaki, activity swirling around a dark haired man at a desk. A large blonde man stood next to him, a small young woman with matching pale blonde hair and wearing a light blue dress tucked under his arm. 

And then he remembered.

The Wolf.

Jordan.

Trish.

Bella.

He was supposed to protect Bella and she was... she was... where?

Looking around, he couldn't see her and a measure of panic welled up in his chest. Danger... there was danger... she'd had something she'd wanted to tell him and then they'd gone back to the room and...

and...

What?

"Ah... Toy's awake." The Wolf's deep voice brought Alex back into focus. He felt scattered, like his thoughts were skittering across the surface of his mind without really being able to sink in. It was disconcerting, to say the least. 

And there was something he couldn't remember. Something important.

"How do you feel, Toy?" The Wolf had spun around in his chair and was leaning forward, his forearms braced against his knees, watching Alex with a curious expression on his face. The other soldiers had been sent away, although Jordan stood behind the desk with Trish. She looked a bit flushed, shifting back and forth on her feet, although she also looked curious now that the Wolf had asked the question. So whatever was going on, she didn't know about it.

"What did you do to me?" Alex asked, pushing himself to sit upright. The inside of his mouth tasted awful, now that he noticed it. "Where's Bella?"

The Wolf smiled. "You're testing a drug for us... newly acquired in fact. Although it's not exactly a new drug, just a revised version that was scheduled to go to the Moon."

"I don't... I can't..." Alex wrinkled his forehead. He didn't remember anything after working out in the pool this morning and going back to the room with Bella. Well, he didn't remember anything clear anyway. Just that Bella had something to tell him. And flashes of her naked body entwined with his.

What the fuck had happened?

The others were watching him closely. Alex glared, clenching his fists. What the hell had they done to his memory. The Wolf smiled, tilting his head to the side as he watched the emotions flow across Alex's face. Trish looked concerned, glancing up and Jordan and then back at Alex when Jordan didn't look at her.

"Where's Bella?"

"Pet was very, very bad. So I've sent her to the Doctor to see if he can't cure her of that."

A deep chill lanced through Alex, bringing with it a panic and a frustrated need to protect Bella, and despair because he knew that he was helpless.

"What did she do?"

Sitting back in his chair, the Wolf sighed and gave Jordan a look that Alex couldn't interpret.

******

Bella's own awakening wasn't quite as gentle as Alex's. Something - someone - was squeezing her breasts. Practically mauling them really. The heavy orbs were being squeezed and pulled and crushed with fingers. Whimpering, Bella tried to pull away, only to find that she couldn't move at all. 

Her eyes snapped open and she shrieked as she looked into the dark, barren eyes of Dr. Margolis. 

"Ah... the beauty finally awakens," the doctor said, pinching her nipples roughly between his fingers, hard enough to make Bella whimper again.

But she couldn't move at all. She was on her back, strapped down all over. Straps over her wrists, her ankles, her thighs, her waist, even her neck and head. There was no way she could move more than her fingers and toes. Her legs were spread, leaving her open and vulnerable.

"You've been bad, Pet," the Doctor crooned, his excitement over having her at his mercy obvious, as he twisted her nipples harshly. Bella squealed and shuddered, unable to pull away from his rough handling, the swollen buds throbbing from the harsh treatment. 

Her mind twisted back, away from the immediacy of her situation, in response to his accusation. How had she been bad? Their day had been completely normal, all morning, and then she'd gone to exercise and sat down with Trish... and... and...

It was a big blank. There was awareness that she was missing information, that a fair amount of time had passed between their morning outside and her current position now, but it was like trying to scale a large, smooth wall. Her memory just didn't cooperate. 

"I... I don't remember," she said, her voice going high and frightened. As if she hadn't already been scared enough, just waking up face to face with the cruel doctor. She jerked against her restraints. "What did I do? What did I do that was so bad?"

The doctor just laughed at her, giving her nipples another harsh pinch that left her panting for breath as his fingers crushed the sensitive buds, holding them tightly as he cut her off from further questions. Pain filled her mind, along with the strange echoing clench of her pussy. Too much time as a captive had primed her body to certain, almost survivalist, responses. Her breasts and nipples were tormented, and her pussy readied itself for penetration in defense.

"You don't remember, pretty pet?" the doctor said, leering as he finally released her flattened nipples, making her gasp as they tingled and swelled again. "The Wolf secured a new shipment of drugs that was supposed to go to the Moon... sounds like it must be working if you can't remember what you did."

A futile sob rose up in Bella's chest, getting caught in her throat. So she was going to be punished for something she couldn't even remember doing? Whatever it was, it must have been good... or very, very bad.

Maybe she'd kicked the Wolf in his balls. The thought filled her with a savage glee, even as she silently acknowledged that it was unlikely. Such a move would be beyond stupid. And she hoped she wasn't that dumb. But what had she done that had landed her in Doctor Margolis' hands for punishment rather than the Wolf's?

"I asked for you, pretty pet," the Doctor said as he attached some strange looking pads to the backs of his hands. His eyes never left Bella's helpless body, even as he adjusted the circular pads. "The Wolf owes me for a... an experiment I've been working on for him. And he'd been denying my request, until today."

That didn't make her feel any better. Knowing that the Wolf had been keeping her from someone, had been protecting her, only made her fear Doctor Margolis even more. She'd been frightened of him after the first time he'd been allowed to examine her, and then he'd apparently been bound by certain restrictions. There had been a solder watching. There was no sign of one now, although she couldn't turn her head to see behind her. Her pulse was pounding too loudly in her ears, but she couldn't hear any movement behind her either. They were alone.

And the doctor looked terrifyingly gleeful.

Fear choked her as the doctor stood in front of her again, reaching up to cup his breasts. This time when he did so, she screamed. His hands felt like they were covered with tiny needles that pricked painfully into her skin. The shock and sting made her eyes water as she caught her breath, gasping in reaction. 

What the hell?

"Electricity," Dr. Margolis said, answering her unspoken question again. His face was alight, almost joyful in the face of her pain and fear. Avidly watching her, as if fascinated by her reaction. "One of my specialties. It can feel good..." Suddenly the pin pricks changed to something softer, more like bubbles popping against her skin. "Or it can hurt."

Air whistled between her teeth as she clenched her jaw against another shriek as the stabbing needles returned, feeling like they were burrowing into her soft flesh. When he pinched her nipples, it was pins and heat and a stabbing lance that went straight through her body. She quivered all over, tears sliding down her cheeks as she gasped and thrashed like a fish out of water. It hurt too much for her to even try to beg or plead with him to stop, she could barely try to breathe as the ache went straight through her chest.

When he released her breasts, she sagged as much as the restraints would allow her, taking in the first deep breath that she was able to manage. Even though he'd let her go, her upper body still ached. 

He trailed his fingers over her rib cage, a sizzling line that made her suck in her stomach, as if she could escape his touch.

Then, watching her face, he slid his hand further down, towards her mound. 

"No, no, no, please, no," she begged, knowing it would be useless but unable to stop herself as that little stinging line got closer and closer to her most sensitive tissues. She jerked against the restraints, trying to squirm away, but they were holding her far too tightly.

His fingers made a V, sliding over each side of her pussy lips and making Bella arch and shriek as the pin pricks of electricity snapped against the outer folds. Still watching her, his face alight with sexual excitement at her torment, he slid his fingers between her lips, letting the electricity crackle against the soft, inner labia. Bella shrieked even louder. She didn't understand why it hurt her so badly when he didn't seem to feel it at all. His finger probed, forcing its way into her channel and she automatically clenched around him. The fact that she was a little bit wet, despite the pain, was humiliating.

It felt like stinging bees, in her most vulnerable area, and Bella's tears leaked down into her hair as she begged him to stop. 

Instead, he just hit a button on the table, forcing her legs to spread even further, making her even more vulnerable to him. 

"Stop, please noooooooooooooo...." Bella howled as he thrust a second finger inside of her body, fucking her with the stabbing knives of his fingers. 

Then, just as suddenly, the sensation changed back to the popping bubbles. Pleasurable. Her pussy clenched again, and this time because it felt like his fingers were moving inside of her even though they weren't. It felt like her g-spot was vibrating. Bella cried out as his thumb pressed firmly against her clit, the little bubbles sparkling against the sensitive organ. The sudden switch from pain to pleasure had her reeling with shock, as well as relief and arousal. Anything but the pain...

When Dr. Margolis did move his fingers, the sensation made Bella shudder as pleasurable flutters went through her. The relentless pressure on her clit had tension winding around in her body, building towards orgasm as his fingers also stroked her g-spot, thrusting inside of her with fizzing pleasure. 

"Nooooo..." This time she was saying it for a different reason, begging her body not to respond. She didn't trust the sadistic doctor or the pleasure that was coursing through her at his hands. But her pussy lips had plumped, her darkened nipples were erect and throbbing, and she could feel the spasms that signaled her oncoming orgasm.

Agony spiked into her, stabbing through her clit and g-spot and Bella screamed so loud that it hurt her throat, but not nearly as much as her poor pussy was throbbing. The intense torment of his fingers against her pleasure-spots, stabbing them with electric shock, right when she'd been about to orgasm and was at her most sensitive and vulnerable, was overwhelming. Her body didn't know how to react. It spasmed, clenching, the way it would have for ecstasy, as if caught up in an orgasm made of pain.

When he finally released her, Bella was sobbing, quivering. Her body felt the same kind of tension release, the same limpness that usually followed her climaxes, but everything was different. That had hurt. More than she could have imagined.

And yet there wasn't a mark on her.

Her pussy lips were swollen and red, as were her nipples, but otherwise she was physically unscathed. It almost didn't seem fair to know that there would be no sign of what she had just endured, even though it was the worst thing she'd experienced since arriving at the Wolf's compound. 

The table cranked and her legs were spread farther again and lifted slightly. 

"Oh god, please no.... stop, I can't take any more..."

"That's not true, pretty pet," Dr. Margolis said, sounding both satisfied and eager as he moved down the table, ducking around her slightly elevated leg to stand directly in front of her spread pussy. Bella whimpered as he reached out to stroke her folds again, but this time she felt nothing but the warm brush of human fingers against the tormented flesh. She stifled a cry as he thrust his fingers back inside of her, watching her tears as he fucked her with them, this time without the benefit of any electrical stimulation. "And I'm nowhere near done with you yet.... I hear you're not a virgin here anymore."

His fingers had withdrawn from her pussy, sliding down to press against her asshole. Bella didn't have the energy to try and fight the invasion, and both fingers pushed inside fairly quickly, stretching the tight hole. Dr. Margolis watched her face as he forcefully fucked her asshole with his fingers, He added a third one, twisting them back and forth and watching the small tremors that shook her body as her insides cramped and protested. Even though she did her best to remain quiet, she couldn't help the tiny gasps and mews that escaped as the sadist abused her tender hole. While it wasn't virgin anymore, it still wasn't used to the kind of treatment Dr. Margolis preferred.

Apparently deciding that she wasn't interesting enough with just his fingers, the doctor pulled them out and placed his cock against 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 he 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. Reaching up to grab her breasts, the little bubbles popped 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, causing her to writhe uncontrollably. 

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 after effects 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.




Taken by the Wolf Ch. 19



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.

******

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. 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 waiting some kind of punishment, wracking his brain as if trying to force his memories back into his head. None of which had worked. The hours remained stubbornly blank and he couldn't even get a hint from his own mind of what had happened. 

So he didn't protest when three soldiers escorted him out of the room, going both 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, as she gasped for breath, her movements slowing although she still held herself back. 

"Bella?" he asked, 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 was 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 her 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 any time 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. 

"I hope it was something that hurt him.. hurt THEM somehow," she said bitterly. 

Alex didn't tell her that he didn't think so. He worried that it was something he had done, until Bella reminded him that if she'd been punished for his actions, the Wolf would have made sure to say so. And torment him with that knowledge. Which was a good point and a relief to Alex. He was also relieved that Bella was obviously thinking, battered but unbroken by Dr. Margolis' cruel treatment.

"Do you think you found a way out?" Alex asked, shifting to pull her a little bit more on top of him so that he could roll slightly onto his back and relieve some of the pressure on his shoulder. Bella rolled with him, one leg over his, her head nestled into the crook of his arm. 

"I... I don't know," she said. "Dammit... I hate this. I hate having this huge, blank hole in my memory. Do you think this is what he does?" Her voice trembled a bit. "Do you think that when we're released, we'll get a shot, and we'll wake up on the Moon and not remember any of this?"

It made sense. It made so much sense. Such a move would make it impossible for the Wolf's victims to provide any information once they were returned to the Moon. 

"But why hasn't anyone come up with an antidote?" he wondered, only realizing that he'd spoken out loud when Bella went completely still against him. 

"Do you think..."

She didn't finish her sentence, but they both knew that she was thinking about the Moon document that she'd seen on the Wolf's desk and, combined with this new development, what it might mean.



Taken by the Wolf Ch. 20



They were left alone for the entire evening, and the next morning Alex woke up to find Bella still wrapped around him. He wasn't surprised. The few times during the night that they'd rolled away from each other, he'd woken up to her whimpers and thrashing at the nightmares she was having. As long as she was next to him, touching him, that seemed to keep the bad dreams at bay. And he definitely didn't mind having her pressed up against him, although his cock was aching by the time he woke up.

The normal morning routine seemed to help center her too, although he made sure to stick close by her side. Fury and aggression was roiling inside of him, but he was becoming used to covering up those emotions in order to give Bella the gentleness and affection she needed. Especially today.

Jordan didn't let Trish anywhere near them during their exercise, which made Alex wonder if she knew anything about yesterday, since normally Jordan was a little more lax about letting Trish wander away from him while they were outside. Or maybe it was just because Alex was sticking so closely to Bella, since Jordan did tend to keep his eye on Trish more whenever any male was around and usually it was Bella who talked to Trish while Alex exercised. Today, he'd stopped when Bella had so that they could stay together. 

There was something much more vulnerable about Bella right now, as if she was brittle rather than her normal, more flexible self. He hadn't even realized exactly how strong and held-together she'd been until now, when she seemed like she might be ready to fly apart at the slightest provocation. If he'd thought he'd felt protective of her before, that wasn't anything compare to how he felt now. The soldiers seemed to sense something different. That or maybe they were just involved in something else, but either way, none of them hassled either Alex or Bella as they sat underneath one of the many trees, Bella cradled on his side, under his arm. 

It felt nice to snuggle her. Good. Although he had to work to keep his thoughts from turning amorous and to keep his cock under control. The damned ring made any swelling turn into something more and he didn't want her to feel threatened by him. 

There was something different though... almost as if there should be something more between them. Like something was missing. He wasn't sure where that certainty was coming from, but he wondered if it had something to do with the blank space in their memories. 

They didn't talk about that though. They talked about the Moon and their memories of growing up. He told her about the time he'd crawled into some of the ducts and gotten lost. His parents had been furious. It was soothing to talk about the past, to forget for a little bit. Especially since everyone was leaving them alone for once. While Alex still had the urge to work out his frustrations in the pool, he felt like being here for Bella to cling to was more important right now. Because if she gave up completely, he didn't know what he would do. Even if his inherent protectiveness over her didn't exist, they leaned on each other to get through each day.

******

Every little movement out of the corner of her eye was still making her jumpy.

Surprisingly, she didn't hurt so much as she ached. A lingering soreness that had kept her from being able to keep up with Alex even the little bit that she normally did while in the pool. The ache skittered across her skin and felt like it had sunk deep down into her bones. And with it, came a jumpiness, an automatic reaction to draw back or run and hide. 

The only time she could relax was when Alex was wrapped up around her, because she could sense his vigilance and feel the tension in his body. And she trusted him to watch over her. If nothing else, she would know when something was coming. 

She tried to concentrate on the blank space in her mind, still wanting to remember the hours that she was missing, but she struggled to focus on anything other than her fear and her memories of the painful zapping electricity that had run through her body. Painful, pleasurable... all wrapped up in a sadistic package that had been almost designed to cause her body the most conflicting kind of damage.

Other thoughts came with that. Wondering if the Wolf would have given her over to Dr. Margolis if she hadn't done something to deserve punishment. Wondering what she had done that would deserve that kind of treatment. A strange kind of relief and gratitude towards the Wolf that he hadn't given her to the Doctor before... it put the Wolf's handling of her and Alex in a completely new light. One where, in some ways, he almost looked kind by comparison.

Or maybe he just wasn't interested in the same things as Dr. Margolis. Because he seemed to like fucking with their heads more than anything. Otherwise, why would she have been given the drug to take away several hours of her life from her memory BEFORE she was given over to the doctor? Talk about a mind fuck. She didn't even know what she'd been punished for. If she'd been punished and then given the drug, she wouldn't have even remembered it.

Then again, that would have been pretty frightening. To have her body feel like this and not know why or what had been done to it.

So what was the Wolf? Compassionate or cruel? Although those didn't even seem like the right words. Were there words to describe his twisted brand of mind games, implications of concern and moments of brutality?

Curled up next to Alex, underneath the tree, she was able to forget about it all for a little bit while they talked. To think about her old life, which seemed so very far away, and get to know Alex a little better. They'd talked before, of course, but never really like this. The way a couple might as they got to know each other. The fact that he could make her giggle, in a situation like this, seemed even more significant than the way he made her feel safe.

After their time outside, they were brought back into the compound, heading for the main room where the Wolf so often held court, and Bella couldn't stop the fine tremor that went through her. She clung even closer to Alex. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw him glance down at her before he wrapped his arm around her again. On another day, it might have just made her feel weaker, but today she needed it.

The Wolf was on the dais, along with Jordan, Cora and Trace. It took Bella a moment before she saw Trish, kneeling beside Jordan's chair rather than being on his lap. She had her head on his lap, his hand stroking through her hair. But her eyes were on Bella, her expression a combination of so many different emotions that Bella couldn't even begin to interpret them. Did some of her missing memories involve Trish?

She had the feeling that they did, but she couldn't tell if it was just because of what she was picking up from looking at the other woman or if she had actually retained something during those lose hours or if it she was just imagining it. 

When Cora looked up at them, her slow smile made Bella's trembling increase. 

The soldiers led them over to the side of the Wolf's dais and Alex immediately pushed Bella behind him, onto the cushions that were there. He sat on the edge, blocking her from the view of most of the room, including those sitting on the dais, with his larger body. Grabbing one of the pillows, Bella held it against her stomach, curling around it as if it was the stuffed bear she'd slept with every night when she was a child. 

"It'll be okay," Alex murmured, his hands smoothing over the top of her head in much the same way that Jordan stroked Trish's. 

To her relief, they were mostly ignored, other than the soldiers who were obviously keeping an eye on Alex and the occasional glance from Cora or Trace. No one seemed to be keeping an eye on her. Alex let her cuddle up to him again, one hand on her leg as she leaned against his back, but he didn't put his arm around her again. Doing so would prevent him from keeping his big body between her and the rest of the room, so she just leaned against his back, resting her head against his smooth skin and tucking her leg up where he could easily hold onto it. 

The room was abuzz with noise from the rest of the soldiers at their tables, but because of the acoustics it was still possible to hear occasional snippets of conversation from the dais. Enough that Bella picked up that yesterday's mission had been successful, they'd gotten everything they'd wanted from the raid - including the drug that had been used on her and Alex - and that there was something else they were waiting for from it. 

Bella wondered what the drug was actually for... and why one of the side effects was memory loss. Unless... no. Even if someone on the Moon was helping the Wolf, why would the Moon need memory loss drugs? That made no sense. Maybe to help someone forget a trauma? 

She rubbed her cheek against Alex's back, as if that could rub the strange sick feeling in the pit of her stomach. Too many things about the Wolf and the Moon didn't make sense. It was like she was seeing lots of little puzzle pieces, but couldn't find any two that fit together. 

It wasn't until Alex tensed and his fingers sank into her thigh that she realized how deep in thought she'd been, she'd completely stopped listening to the conversations around her. Startled, she jerked her head up, looking over his shoulder, and her heart sank when she saw Cora looking back at her. Not at Alex. At her, specifically. 

"No," Bella whimpered, so softly that the only person who could possibly hear her was Alex. It was an instinctive reaction, one without hope.

"Did you have a particular choice in mind?" asked the Wolf, standing up and looking over at her and Alex, his eyes glinting appreciatively as Alex shifted, the muscles in his shoulders rippling. "I do believe Toy wants to play."

Was the Wolf trying to direct Cora? Because it was fairly obvious to Bella who Cora wanted. And she didn't think she was just being paranoid. 

"Toy was quite a bit of fun," Cora started to say, just as Alex picked up a cushion and hurled it at them. 

******

"Alex, no," Bella whispered behind him, shock threaded through her voice. 

But it was too late. 

Throwing a cushion was stupid. It would never hurt anyone, it couldn't even be constituted a threat, but it did what it was meant to do. Cora's eyes locked onto him, and she raised her eyebrows, both amused and intrigued, taking her attention away from Bella. Which had been the goal. His skin crawled as both the Wolf and Cora focused on him.

"If Toy wants to play so badly, then I think we should oblige him," Cora said, with a smile that made Alex's fists clench, as if in preparation for a fight. Behind her, Trace scowled and leaned down to say something in her ear. Cora turned and patted his shoulder, saying something back to him. 

With another wistful look towards Bella, Trace turned and loped off down the dais and into the crowd where two women immediately latched onto him. At the same time, Cora and the Wolf both refocused their attention on Alex. 

The Wolf gestured to the soldiers nearby. "Take Pet to her room. We'll bring Alex to Cora's."

Even though they were being separated, Alex felt a spurt of relief. Unfortunately, Bella looked more upset than ever, tears filling her soft brown eyes as she grabbed his hand and squeezed it.

"I'm sorry, Alex, I'm so, so sorry," she whispered as the soldiers came closer.

"Worth it," he whispered back, planting a kiss on her forehead before the soldiers pulled her away.

When he looked back up at the Wolf and Cora, Cora had already turned away, but the Wolf was still watching him. There was no expression on the older man's face that Alex could read but there was something about the man's stance... 

And then he turned away and the moment was lost. 

Cora's room was huge. Decorative. Completely different from the room Bella and Alex occupied. As if he'd needed more indications on where he and Bella ranked in the scheme of things. 

To his surprise, there was some obviously masculine clothing scattered around the room. Large masculine clothing. Was Cora sharing the room with someone? Was this why the Wolf hadn't been by the last few nights? Yet he hadn't seen all that much sexual tension between the two of them; even now they were both definitely more focused on him than on each other. 

The Wolf was standing just behind Alex, but he could feel the man's presence, and out of the corner of his eye he could see that the Wolf was watching him and not Cora, who had moved to the foot of her very large bed already. The bed was easily as big as the one in the room Alex and Bella shared; sized for an orgy rather than just sleeping. 

Stripping off her clothing, Cora let each piece drop to the floor. She wasn't trying to be seductive - she knew she didn't need to be. Alex was relieved that his dick didn't even stir at the sight of her naked body, despite the fact that she was a very attractive woman. After what she'd done to him before, he didn't think he could take actually responding to just the sight of her. 

Just as the relief washed through him, the Wolf stroked one finger along Alex's spine, making him shiver and then tense, rigidly waiting for whatever was going to happen next. Cora stood by the bed, her legs slightly spread with one foot in front of the other, hands on her hips, and a small smile curving her face as she watched them. Alex refused to turn to look at the Wolf. Stoically, he stared at a point just over Cora's shoulder, doing his best to shut both of them out.

The Wolf chuckled. Never a reassuring sound. His finger stroked back down Alex's spine, barely touching him, so that all the hairs on Alex's body felt like they were standing straight up. As the Wolf's finger neared the crease of Alex's ass, it veered off, outlining the swell of Alex's buttocks. Automatically, Alex clenched, his hands balling into fists. The light touches made him want to flinch away, almost a ticklish reaction, but he refused to move. 

"You were so eager before, Toy..." The Wolf's hot breath slid along the back of Alex's neck, except for where it was covered by the collar. "Perhaps you'd prefer that we trade you out for Pet instead?"

"No," Alex grated out. He wanted nothing more than to twist around and slam his fist in the Wolf's face. Him and his damn mind games.

Across the room, Cora tapped her foot impatiently. "Put him on his knees, Scott. I want him to crawl to me."

That trailing finger skittered back up Alex's spine and then a heavy hand gripped the back of his neck. "Down boy."

This is for Bella, Alex reminded himself as he knelt down without resisting. Some part of him didn't think the Wolf would bring Bella in, but that was the naive hopefulness of a child. Just look at what the Wolf had already allowed Dr. Margolis to do to her. Even if it had seemed like the Wolf was protecting Bella somewhat earlier, when Cora had been interested in her, that impression couldn't be trusted.

At least the floor in here was covered in a plush material, rather than being cold or hard. One small comfort for him. 

"Come here, Toy," Cora practically purred, obviously enjoying seeing him down on his hands and knees. Her nipples were becoming more prominent, hardening into little buds, as she reveled in her dominance over him.

Feeling extremely vulnerable and exposed, with his cock and balls hanging down and his ass pointed straight at the Wolf, Alex gritted his teeth and crawled forward. He didn't bother to crane his neck to try and keep his eyes on Cora. There was no point. Staring at the floor, he just watched his hands as they sank into the softness of the floor covering, trying not to cringe as he thought about what the Wolf must be seeing from where he was still standing. 

When he reached Cora's feet, he stared fixedly at a point between them. Looking up would feel too much like indicating he was ready for his next command. Fuck that. So he stared at her toes with their incongruous light pink polish and the small muscles in her feet moving as she waited.

After a few moments, he heard the burbling laugh of her amusement at his stubbornness. 

"You are a treat, Toy," she said, as her fingers fisted in his hair and yanked. Alex barely managed to keep from shouting out in pain; it felt like she was going to tear out his scalp. Instinctively he followed the pull, which brought him almost all the way to his feet before she jerked her arm to the right and he was forced to follow, half-stumbling into the bed. Off balance, he reached out with one hand, hitting the bed from the side so that he tumbled onto his back, his legs mostly off the bed. 

Snarling, he started to turn, lashing out defensively with his hand, and then his entire body jerked as the collar came painfully to life. Sizzling electricity shot through his throat, stunning him momentarily, so that he fell back, helpless. 

Still laughing, Cora grabbed his ankle just as the electricity stopped. It took her mere moments, as Alex recovered, to flip him onto his stomach, attaching his ankles to the bedposts and forcibly spreading his legs apart, leaving his asshole exposed. Alex panted as the effects of the electric collar faded, gritting his teeth as he felt Cora tug gently on his balls. Her fingers were warm and teasing, rolling his balls between them, and he groaned as his body's inevitable reaction caused his cock to begin to swell. 

He pushed back, almost as if he was pushing his ass at her, to keep his dick from becoming trapped in an uncomfortable position between his body and the bed, and then jerked forward as he felt a soft, wet lick across his sensitive anus. Every part of him was tensed, ready for pain from her, and instead she was confusing him with softness and pleasure. 

The scraping of teeth against his thigh a moment later was more like what he expected, and he grunted as she bit down on the meaty part of his leg, hard enough that he knew it would leave a mark. It hurt, but at least it was less confusing than the way she was still gently fondling his balls, making his cock grow inside the tight confines of the cock ring. Blood pulsed, throbbing in his ears as she licked the underside of his buttock and then bit down right where she had licked. 

A shift on the mattress made Alex opened his eyes. The Wolf was within reach, also naked now, and fisting his cock as he watched Alex's face. He tried to turn away, not wanting to give the Wolf the pleasure of seeing his reactions, but the Wolf reached out to grab his hair, forcing Alex to look at him. Holding onto him with one hand, the Wolf shifted to bring his cock closer to Alex's face. 

"Cora, could you secure Toy's arms? I wouldn't want him to give into temptation." The Wolf rolled the words off of his tongue, for all the world as if he was saying something seductive instead of talking about Alex's obvious desire to do him bodily harm.

Not that Alex had made a move to. As much as he wanted to, he wouldn't risk Bella getting more punishment because he'd done something stupid. But he got the feeling that the Wolf just liked adding that extra bit of humiliation and vulnerability... or maybe the Wolf was going to do something that he really didn't think Alex would like. 

With his wrists cuffed behind his back, there really was nothing Alex could do to stop his tormentors now. The Wolf grinned, his green eyes glinting, as he rubbed the tip of his cock over Alex's forehead. Doing his best to ignore the sticky pre-cum that clung to his skin, Alex closed his eyes, not willing to look at the Wolf any further. 

It didn't seem that the Wolf cared too much. The head of his cock rubbed over Alex's face almost carelessly as Cora's attention settled on Alex's asshole. He groaned as she tongued his anus again, the soft wet heat of her mouth feeling so good it was unsettling. The sensation made his balls tighten and his cock throb inside the tight confines of the ring around it. When his mouth opened to groan, the Wolf's cock pressed against it, the Wolf's hand tightening in warning in Alex's hair. 




Taken by the Wolf Ch. 20



Keeping his eyes closed, Alex let the Wolf's cock slide between his lips. He ached to bite down on the hard rod, to try and snap it off with his teeth, but this was one of the times when he had to bend. Yield. Live to fight another day. 

In his mind, Bella's image, her soft brown eyes, stood out like a beacon, helping him to accept his current position. He was doing this for her. To protect her. 

Which is how he managed to keep his calm when the Wolf shifted beneath him, laying back on the bed as he pushed Alex's mouth down onto his cock. The musky, male scent filled Alex's nose as the thick dick filled his throat. He gurgled, struggling to pull back up without the use of his hands. He managed to get high enough to suck in some air through his nose, and then the Wolf's hand was shoving him back down again, forcing the fat cock back down his throat.

At the same time, Cora was pushing something slick, thick and unyielding into Alex's anus, making him groan again as the Wolf's cock filled his throat. The vibrations of his vocal chords made the Wolf moan with pleasure. Alex's sphincter burned as it was violated; Cora was not being particularly gentle as she shoved the toy up his asshole, filling him quickly and uncomfortably. Squeezing his balls hard enough that they began to ache, his ass clenched around the invader, increasing his discomfort. He was impaled from both ends, his arms pinioned behind him. Trapped between his body and the soft sheets of the bed, his own cock was hard as a rock.

The dildo in his ass began to move back and forth; it had been liberally lubricated, but it was still uncomfortably large in his tight tunnel. He struggled to breathe, his muscles quickly growing tired from having to pull himself off of the Wolf's dick without the use of his arms. The movement made him rock against the bed, pleasant friction rubbing over his cock even while Cora twisted and squeezed his balls, mingling the pleasure and pain into a confusing swirl of sensation that would have made him breathless if he wasn't already struggling to breathe. 

He felt himself giving in to the sensations, because his entire focus was just on trying to get enough air that he didn't pass out. The Wolf's fingers threaded through his hair, helping Alex to pull up enough to breathe, before shoving him back down. Alex's stomach muscles burned almost as much as his lungs; he didn't have the energy or the focus to try to fight back against Cora's toy in his ass or her tormenting hands on his balls, or even the pleasure of his cock as he rocked against the bed. Was this how Bella felt, when she gave in? As if she was floating, uncaring about what was happening to her as long as she survived it? There was something freeing in it, something Alex hadn't experienced before because he was always fighting the entire experience, and he hated the loss of control as much as it was almost a relief.

There was no way of telling how long they kept him like that, the Wolf thrusting up into his mouth, Cora both torturing and pleasuring him from behind, all while Alex could concentrate on only one thing: getting enough air. 

Suddenly it stopped and the Wolf was pulling Alex completely up and off of his cock, while Cora withdrew whatever it was she'd been thrusting into his ass. As the Wolf shifted, moving away and letting Alex's head drop onto the bed, Alex was panting, finally able to breathe freely. As his head began to unfuzz, he began to notice other areas of discomfort that had been less important than breathing - his legs were trembling, his asshole felt both empty and still burning, Cora's treatment of his balls had made his lower back ache up into his kidneys, and his shoulders were tense and cramped from having his hands tied behind his back as well as his exertions to leverage himself up off of the Wolf's cock for air. 

Alex stifled a groan as Cora slid onto the bed, grasping his hair and yanking him up by it so that she could slide her body underneath his. 

Now what?

Cora squirmed her way down, not bothering to look at Alex's face, like he was nothing more than an obstacle to get around. Until she reached his dick. And then he realized he wasn't an obstacle, just a fuck-toy. 

"Scott, lift him up a bit," Cora ordered. 

Something pulled at his bound wrists, helping Cora to get exactly where she wanted. She squeezed his dick rather forcefully with her hand, making Alex gasp as tears sprung automatically into his eyes. Bitch. Looking up at his face to see his reaction, Cora practically purred. 

One hand in his hair, the other around his dick, she wriggled until she had him exactly where she wanted him.

"Now."

The tight, wet heat of her pussy engulfed his cock. He didn't want it to feel good, but it did. There was no way to stop the insertion of his dick, not while Cora and the Wolf had complete control of his body. She moaned with pleasure as he came down on top of her, still holding his head upright and away from her body. 

At this moment, with her beneath him, Alex felt like he was seeing everything through a red haze. He was furious at the pleasure coursing through his body, at his cock's happy snugness in her pussy, and mostly at his two tormentors and their sick games. There was no doubt that Cora was getting off on more than just his pain or his cock, she liked that he didn't want to be anywhere near her but that his cock was sinking into her anyway.

"Oh yeah... fuck me Scott..." Cora said breathlessly.

Before Alex could wonder what she meant, the Wolf's cock was at his ass and thrusting forward. 

"FUCK!" Alex let out a hoarse cry as his ass was split open. The Wolf's cock was larger than whatever Cora had been fucking his asshole with, stretching the tight hole with a burning sensation that had his hips thrusting forward, burying his dick in Cora until he couldn't move away from the implacable filling of his own ass. 

Even though he'd been in this position before, with Bella, it felt completely different now. Cora was moaning and thrusting her hips upwards, rubbing her pussy against Alex's groin. He was surrounded by their eager bodies, the only one in the triad that didn't want to be there. Until now he hadn't realized how much having Bella by his side had helped him; having her there with and for him so that he wasn't alone. Being between Cora's feminine cries of pleasure, her encouragement for the Wolf to fuck them harder, and the Wolf's groaning grunts, was sickening.

With Bella he'd feel guilty over the sexual pleasure he derived, but at least he liked Bella, was attracted to her, had feelings for her that had been building... with Cora his only feeling was revulsion tinged with fear. But that didn't stop his cock from twitching inside of her, it didn't stop his ass from clenching around the Wolf's thrusts, and it didn't stop his own panting groans as he was wracked with pleasure and pain from both sides. 

Frustration and anger grew in him as the Wolf pounded into him from behind, forcing him to thrust into Cora's wet, grasping cunt with hard strokes. She writhed and moaned beneath him, one hand still holding his hair, the other pinching and tugging on his nipples, occasionally making him jerk independently of the Wolf's thrusts. It was emotionally debilitating to be so out of control, and it was making him feel almost crazed even though he knew that there was nothing he could do about it.

Now that he wasn't struggling to breathe anymore, he didn't have a distraction to help him submit to what was happening. Instead he wanted to fight back. The Wolf's hands were hard on his hips, keeping the Wolf's body away from Alex's bound hands even as he fucked Alex forcefully from behind. Caught between them, unable to escape, unable to fight back, Alex bared his teeth and growled at Cora as she looked up at him. 

"Harder!" she demanded, her hips pushing up as if she wasn't being rammed with the weight of two rather large, muscular men. Her legs wrapped around both of them, her thighs pressing against Alex's sides as she reached for the Wolf with her feet. 

Then, suddenly, she let go of Alex's head, letting it fall against her shoulder.

He didn't even think, didn't ponder the consequences; his frustration and anger boiled over and he sank his teeth into the meaty flesh between Cora's shoulder and neck.

A high-pitched scream right in his ear nearly made him let go, her nails digging into his shoulders making him want to howl... but he didn't release until he felt her pussy convulse around him and realized that she was cumming. And her orgasm had started when his teeth had sunk into her flesh. Cora wasn't just a sadist, she got off on feeling pain too. 

The forceful contractions of her pussy milked him as she writhed and screamed, nearly making his eyes cross. Behind him, the Wolf began to pound even more forcefully into Alex's ass, spearing him from behind, filling him in a way that was both awful and ecstatic. His cock felt like it was about to be wrenched off in Cora's body, so hard it actually hurt because he wasn't able to cum yet as the cock ring squeezed him...

Alex howled as his body protested the abuse, his hips moving to climax even as it was denied him. He could feel the ache in his cock and balls all through his legs and crawling along the skin of his back; Cora was beneath him, still in the throes of multiple orgasms, and the Wolf's cock was dragging over Alex's prostate with every thrust. His body wanted to cum, it needed to cum, and he thought he might seriously pass out if he was denied. 

The Wolf grabbed Alex's bound wrists with one hand, using it to drag Alex's body onto his cock, forcing him down onto Cora's body with each hard thrust. It was painful hell and unending need; Alex couldn't support his own weight, or fight back... tears of rage and painful sexual need were practically blinding him. 

And then hot jets of cum filled his ass and the tight leash of his cock ring was finally released. His cry of ecstasy was garbled by the way his hot jizz seemed to burn the inside of his dick as it came boiling out. It felt like the pulsing of the Wolf's cock in his ass, filling him, was actually shooting cum straight through Alex's body and into Cora's. He clenched and shuddered between them, giving himself over to the much needed release and allowing it to carry him away into welcoming darkness.

******

Pacing back and forth in their room, Bella rubbed her hands over her upper arms. She hated being separated from Alex, even if she was relieved that nothing awful was happening to her. Although the soldiers who had brought her back to the room had applied healing cream to her nipples, pussy and asshole - with great enthusiasm and fortunately only their fingers - her skin still felt achy and sensitive. Apparently the cream could only do so much against the lingering effects of electricity. 

What was happening to Alex? Was he being punished? Pleasured? What was Cora doing to him? It was almost worse than when she'd had to watch him with the other woman, not knowing what was being done to him made her mind go spinning in all sorts of directions. Was the Wolf still with them? Would he make sure that Cora didn't break Alex?

He'd seemed at least somewhat concerned that Cora didn't break his 'toys,' although he also hadn't hesitated to hand her over to Dr. Margolis. What had she done dammit?

Realizing that she was staring at the wall, Bella shook her head, trying to focus herself as she started pacing again. She didn't know why the sigil on the wall had caught her eye; they were all over the compound, and there were three of them on the walls of this room alone. 

If only the sigil was a clock that she could watch, so at least she would know how long Alex had been gone. Try to anticipate how long they might keep him. 

Throwing herself down on the bed, Bella stared at the wall again, her eyes absent-mindedly tracing the sinuous curve of the sigil as her thoughts raced. All she could do was stay here and wait and hope that whatever was happening to Alex, it wasn't too horrible.



Taken by the Wolf Ch. 21



When Alex was brought back to the room, he was unconscious. Bella jumped up from the bed, shoving her fist in her mouth and biting down on it to keep from crying out. There were two soldiers that stopped at the door, while the third - a huge brute of a guy - carried Alex in and put him down on the bed. Watching him warily, Bella kept to the other side of the bed. 

The big guy just flashed her an appreciative grin, taking in the sight of her naked curves with a long, lingering glance, and then one of the soldiers in the door coughed and he sighed and turned away. That was one nice thing about being considered the Wolf's property; his soldiers didn't touch her unless they had some kind of permission. Those who were tasked with applying the healing cream to her privates might use that to their advantage, but none of them had done more than touch her. 

Unfortunately she couldn't say the same for Alex. Even in his slumber he was frowning, his brow wrinkled. And she could see why. His nipples were still hard and slightly darker than usual, but they weren't nearly as bad as his cock. Hanging limply on the ring around it, it was a dark, angry red color, like it had been chafed, and his balls didn't look much better. Bella didn't want to cause him any more discomfort, so she just curled up next to him, touching as much of him as she could without actually putting any part of her body over him. 

Now that he was back, all she could feel was a kind of contented relief. Strange to think that she could feel content under any part of these circumstances, but Alex's presence next to her made her feel that way.

******

A soft touch ran over her body, caressing. Bella knew she was asleep, that she was dreaming, but at least it was a nice dream for once. Hands cupped her breasts, squeezing gently, and wet warmth engulfed her nipple. She moaned, feeling a tongue lave over the swollen bud, the sensitive tip hardening and swelling. 

The sheets caressed her legs as they spread open, fell open really, fingers sliding between the plump lips and stroking. Caressing. 

"Yes," she said on a sigh, the movement of her own lips and the soft sound of her voice pulling her from the darkness. She opened her eyes into more darkness and realized she hadn't been dreaming. 

There was no light in the room, she couldn't see the man suckling at her breast, but somehow she knew it wasn't Alex. Reaching out to the right, she immediately found Alex's slumbering body, completely unconscious and unaware of what was happening on her side of the bed. Automatically she tried to close her legs.

Immediately, the fingers stroking her wet folds stopped, cupping her pussy and digging into the soft lips almost painfully. 

"Open, Pet."

The Wolf's harsh, low voice made her shiver in the darkness, but she obeyed. And hated herself that her body remained wet, aroused, as his fingers started stroking again and he lowered his mouth to her other nipple.

Trying not to whimper, she dug her fingers into the mattress on either side of her, refusing to touch the Wolf while he molested her body. Refusing to touch Alex. She was alone in the darkness with one man beside her and one on top of her. Considering what Alex had already been through today, trying to protect her, she didn't want to risk him earning more punishment if he woke up and lashed out. 

Besides, it wasn't like the Wolf was hurting her right now. Which, mentally, was actually worse. Her legs were open because he'd told her to open them, his fingers sliding up and down her folds, her nipple in his mouth, and it all felt good. Pleasurable. Arousing. Especially when she couldn't see a blessed thing and everything seemed slightly unreal. 

She gasped slightly when he slid one finger into her pussy, probing the wet channel, sliding his finger back and forth and fucking her with it as he sucked her nipple deep. It felt like there was a line of hot, fiery need between her nipple and where his finger was stroking inside of her. Then his mouth moved, traveling down her stomach and she stifled a groan, knowing where his tongue was going next.

"Why are you doing this?" she whispered into the darkness, feeling somehow safer asking such a question when she couldn't see him.

"Because I want to and I can."

The answer was simple. The feelings it engendered inside of her was not. She didn't want him to do this, to touch her, but she couldn't stop him, yet somehow his confidence and control also aroused part of her body. The same part that was attracted to very similar characteristics in Alex, that had been attracted to Ken's self-confidence. Even so, she wanted him to stop.

But her pussy was wet, and when he slid his tongue around the soft folds, around his finger inside of her, she moaned as the pleasure made her insides clench. The finger slid out and went lower, burrowing into the crinkled star of her anus, allowing her to fuck one of her holes with his finger while giving his mouth full access to her pussy. Bella held her legs apart, in the same position, her muscles tensing and trembling as she tried to fight the growing need in her core, tried not to feel the way his tongue rasped over her clit and caressed the soft interior of her cunt. 

Her hips lifted, involuntarily, as need swelled inside of her, searching for more contact against her clit. The finger in her ass receded and then the tight hole stretched as he added a second, increasing the sensations that were coursing through her, increasing the pleasure. The slight pain of stretching was a fiery burn that enhanced the full sensation of having her asshole fingered, and her pussy clenched down as his tongue licked and explored, turning the pain into something arousing. 

Over and over again, his tongue traced its way up to her clit, teasing the little bud, before sliding back down to the meat of her pussy, feasting on her sensitive folds but not giving her enough stimulation to climax. He teased and tasted her, until her fingers felt they might break because she was gripping the sheets so hard, and her jaw was tightly clenched to keep from begging him to let her come. The burning need for orgasm was becoming overwhelming, she was holding onto her self-control by a fingernail as she yearned to reach down and grab his head, to press his mouth against her swollen clit for more than the second's attention he gave it. 

"Please..."

The plea escaped her lips as he did it again, flicking his tongue against her clit and then moving away immediately. She thought she might go mad from the pressure in her belly, the unsatisfied itch that was driving her to the brink of begging. 

Apparently all he'd wanted was some sign from her that she was breaking, that he'd cracked her pride in favor of her sexual need. The moment the plea left her lips, he was crawling up her body until his mouth came down hard on hers, the head of his cock rubbing against her wet pussy. 

Musk filled her nose and mouth, her own creamy, musky sweetness, shameful and exciting all at the same time. His tongue delved between her lips, forcing the taste on her, as he pushed his hips forward and thrust into her ready pussy, muffling her scream of pleasure with his kiss. 

She didn't realize it until a moment later, but her arms were up around his neck, clinging to him, her legs wrapping around the back of his legs as he began to thrust into her. By then it was too late. Her body demanded the contact, needing to push him faster, harder, into her creamy channel. Bella's hips lifted, meeting his thrusts in ancient rhythm. 

In the back of her head she knew it was wrong, knew that she should pull her arms away, unwrap her legs from around his body and lay them out so that he was taking a passive participant; but the demands of her body couldn't be pushed aside so easily. Her pussy was weeping arousal, eagerly sucking him in with every wet, sloppy sounding thrust. Bella was on fire, inside and out, as his fucked her with hard, powerful strokes.

The roughness of his initial entry had made her orgasm recede, but now it came screaming back as the pleasure washed over her. She dug her nails into his shoulders, crying out against his lips as the ecstasy bloomed and spread throughout her limbs. The pulsing of her pussy, the rasp of her clit against his body, was a primitive need that her logical brain couldn't overcome. 

It didn't matter that he was the Wolf or that he was raping her, had sexually tortured her, her done both to Alex earlier that day; in the darkness he was just a body, a cock moving in and out of her and he was making her cum over and over and over...

She felt his cock swell, the thick shaft pulsing as it forced jet after jet of his cum into her waiting pussy, which spasmed and sucked at his rod like it wanted the liquid offering. Bella clawed at his back, her body arching as the most intense wave of ecstasy yet rolled through her, sizzling along her nerve endings and draining her until her muscles unclenched and she fell, limp beneath him. 

The Wolf's body hung over hers, his cock slowly shrinking inside of her, as shame replaced the pleasure she'd just been feeling. Now it was easy to let her legs and arms fall away, although impossible to erase the satisfied buzz in her core. 

Dammit.

Her fists clenched.

As if he could read her thoughts, the Wolf chuckled with amusement. "Deep down, you're a fighter, aren't you, Pet? A lovely little Pet, but also a strong one."

Refusing to answer, Bella turned her head away in the darkness, even though he couldn't see her. 

Shifting off of her, he settled onto the bed beside her and dragged her body into his, curling around her. It wasn't cuddling, more like dominating, forcing his presence on her when he knew she didn't want it. Bella did what she always did - perversely the opposite of what he'd just accused her off - she gave in. Didn't fight at all. Didn't react. It felt good not to react, when he'd used her own body's reactions against her just a few minutes ago. 

"Jordan thinks it's going to be Toy, but my money's on you, Pet," he whispered in her ear. Bella shivered, not understanding what he was talking about. His hand stroked her stomach, caressing her curves in that same gentle way that had aroused her in her sleep. 

Closing her eyes, Bella ignored the soft caresses, willing herself to sleep. Hoping that he would be gone when she woke up again.

To her relief, he was.



Taken by the Wolf Ch. 22



The day after Cora and the Wolf shared Alex, Cora was called away for some reason that remained unknown to Alex and Bella. Both of them were relieved. Bella didn't tell Alex about the Wolf's visit that night; there was nothing he could have done and she knew that he would have been upset that he'd slept through her rape. Besides, she didn't think she could face the remembered shame of how much pleasure she'd received from it. 

Something strange was happening to her. Throughout the day, she found herself staring at the sigil that decorated the compounds' walls. It wasn't a particularly pretty sigil, just an S shape with a horizontal bar through the top curve, but when she wasn't focused on a conversation or watching something, she would blink and realize that she'd been staring at it. Sometimes for a long time. And sometimes she felt like there was something significant about it. She just couldn't remember what.

Questioning Trish might have helped; she was becoming more and more sure that Trish knew something about whatever the Wolf had made her and Alex forget. And not just because Jordan was playing keep-away with the diminutive blonde. She just KNEW that Trish knew something, she felt it; not quite like a memory but almost. Like, feelings that were related to a memory, even though she couldn't actually remember it. Which was weird, but she trusted that feeling. Trusted her gut.

In the afternoon, the Wolf ignored Alex, but pulled Bella onto his lap. Which always made her nervous, but especially after the night before. Her emotions were always strangely confused around the Wolf; while she knew that he could - and would - do anything he wanted to her, up to and including handing her back over to the sadistic doctor, for some reason she trusted that he wouldn't do anything that extreme without reason. Even if she couldn't remember what the reason was. Which made her want to almost cuddle up and act like a good little pet when he had her on his lap, so that he didn't have any reason to punish her.

The absent-minded caresses he gave her made it hard to concentrate on the conversations that he was having with his soldiers, but she listened as much as possible. It would be even harder for Alex to hear what was being said, and she knew he'd want to know. Unfortunately, there wasn't much that she understood, because everything she overheard was completely out of context.

The Wolf had her settled on her side, her head tucked against his shoulder, but she constantly tried to peek at the desk without giving away what she was doing. Looking for more documents with the Moon government's seal. 

When they'd first been caught, some part of her had been almost excited in a sick way, thinking that at least some of the mystery surrounding the Wolf would be solved. Instead, being his captive just seemed to raise more questions.

Why did the citizens on the Moon only know about the Wolf and not threats like Cora?

What mission had the Wolf and Cora teamed up for?

What had Moon documents been doing on the Wolf's desk and how had he got them? Why weren't they there now?

What had the Wolf made her and Alex forget?

Why was Trish treated differently?

What did the Wolf think she would be able to do better than Alex?

Being in the middle of the Wolf's headquarters didn't answer any of those questions. But it did distract her so that she was almost surprised when the Wolf's hand closed around her breast, squeezing it with intent rather than just idly stroking her the way he had been. Bella tipped her head back, tensing now that his focus was back on her.

"You're a good Pet, aren't you sweetheart?" he asked, using the kind of tone that he probably actually would with a real pet.

Bella wasn't stupid. She nodded her head, agreeing with him. "Yes, Sir."

"Maybe you deserve a reward, for being such a good pet," he mused, his fingers seeking out and rolling her nipple between them, sending a wave of heat down through her belly. His words did nothing to relieve her tension though; the Wolf was extremely unpredictable and Bella wasn't sure that they had the same idea of what a reward would consist of.

******

Watching the Wolf fondle Bella was not Alex's preferred way of spending his morning. The soreness that lingered from being double teamed by the Wolf and Cora yesterday only added an edge to his frustration with their situation. The gap in his memory made him feel even more out of control. Possessive feelings over Bella were the last thing he needed to deal with, but somehow he felt like something had happened between them that they'd been made to forget. Something important, that was spurring his dislike of seeing her on the Wolf's lap.

All morning she'd been kind of quiet. Distant. Somehow he didn't think it had anything to do with Doctor Margolis anymore. She wasn't so brittle, but she was just different. Alex couldn't quite put his finger on it. 

Emotions that he couldn't quite control were surging up inside of him as he watched the Wolf stroke and caress her body, making him want to snatch her away from the other man. Yesterday he'd been able to protect her from further molestation; today he was being forced to witness it. Even worse, Bella didn't look entirely unhappy about her situation. She seemed calm, submissive. Like she was getting used to the way the Wolf was treating he.

Alex was starting to worry that she'd bent too much and had forgotten to keep fighting, even if it was only in her mind.

Seeing the Wolf whispering in her ear, he had to tamp down on his fury again. Yesterday he'd done what he'd had to do in order to protect her, setting aside his own need for control and letting the Wolf and Cora use him. Now he felt more out of control than ever, including over himself.

He came alert as the Wolf motioned to one of his soldiers, pushing Bella up from his lap. Something close to, although not quite fear, filled her eyes as she threw a glance back at Alex. Immediately he sat up on his haunches, muscles tensing. The Wolf was doing something. Alex felt like snarling when the soldier started leading Bella away, her wide eyes calling to him. 

"Down, Toy." Amusement laced the Wolf's voice as he noticed that Alex was on his feet instead of sitting down the way he was supposed to be. Alex knew he was being baited, but he didn't care. Watching Bella being taken out of the room, separating her from him completely, so that he couldn't watch over her and had no idea where she was going, was shredding the last bits of his self-control. 

"Where's she going?" he demanded, hating that asking the Wolf for information was the only avenue open to him. Going after her wasn't an option. The reminder of his helplessness infuriated him further. His anger was like a seething open wound, and the Wolf was prodding at it. "What are you doing to her?"

"That's not your concern."

Although it was said with complete indifference, the Wolf has swiveled around on his chair, focusing on Alex, obviously anything but indifferent. He was enjoying himself; enjoying toying with Alex, withholding information to drive him crazy, all the while Bella was... where? Enduring what? The Wolf was playing fucking mind games again; knowing that Alex had shielded her yesterday, not allowing him to do so today. 

"Where. Is. She." Alex gritted out the words between his teeth. His fists clenched at his sides, wishing that the Wolf was in arm's reach. 

"Nowhere you need to worry about," the Wolf said. He glanced over at one of the soldiers standing off to the side of Alex. "Take Toy back to their room to cool off."

"No!" Alex spun to glare at the soldier that the Wolf had given the order to, only to feel someone grabbing his arm from behind. They were closing in on him from both sides. He couldn't go back to the room, to pace and worry, only to have Bella come back to him, bruised in spirit and broken in body. Wildness rose up in him as he yanked his arm out of the grip of the soldier, turning back around to face him.

The soldier the Wolf had initially given orders to grabbed Alex from the other side, one hand on Alex's shoulder and the other on his arm. Alex snapped.

Twisting, he pulled his arm away from the soldier, using the momentum to punch the guard on his opposite side, who was already reaching for him again. The man yelled out in surprise as the satisfying thud of impact reverberated through Alex's arm. Arms wrapped around his biceps and he immediately knelt, throwing the soldier behind him off balance and flipping him over Alex's back. Adrenaline surged as another man slammed into him from behind, taking him down to the ground. Alex heard a growling noise, barely recognizing his own voice as he twisted, bringing the man down with him. 

Kicking out, he felt his foot slam into somebody, heard the yelp of pain and felt the fierce rush of triumph. Finally able to fight back. Finally able to release some of the pent of frustration that had been building inside of him for days.

A fist slammed into his side, taking away his breath, but he landed his own punch in the other man's chest, knocking him back. One of the guys down on the ground wrapped his arms around Alex's legs, taking him back down to the ground. Alex kneed him in the chin, pulling free. 

That's when the Wolf finally stepped in. Three soldiers scattered back as the Wolf stepped forward, his green eyes gleaming with anticipation. Alex tensed, getting to his feet, waiting for the shock of the collar to send him back down again. Waiting for the pain. It didn't come.

"Well?" the Wolf asked, his hands hanging loosely at his sides. "This is your chance, Toy. What are you waiting for?"

Alex lunged forward, but not uncontrolled. Fuck no. If he was only going to get one chance then he was going to make it count. He was moving with intent. Gunning right for the bastard's head.

The Wolf moved faster than Alex could believe, catching Alex's fist easily, dodging his head to the side, and at the same time twisting to throw Alex over his hip, using his own momentum against him. Shame and humiliation burned nearly as intensely as the pain of being slammed down onto his stomach, knocking the breath from him. Heat and iron pressed into him from behind, the Wolf covering Alex's body with his own, holding him against the floor.

"You're a fighter, I'll give you that," the Wolf whispered into Alex's ear, pressing the hard bulge at the front of his pants against Alex's buttocks. Alex shuddered, but his self-control was returning after the harsh dose of reality the Wolf had just given him. He was no match for a man who could move like that. "But the difference between you and me is that you've never known true desperation. You've never tasted the bitter fear that comes when you face your own death. You've never said no, not today... not me... and fought for your life. Until you do that, you'll be no match for someone like me."

The Wolf pushed Alex down as he stood up, and Alex stayed there, pressed against the floor. Not because he was acknowledging the Wolf's dominance, but because he was thinking. Assessing. No, he was no match for the Wolf, even without the collar on, but he'd been holding his own against three of the Wolf's soldiers. On the other hand, he was fairly certain they knew they weren't supposed to truly hurt him. And he'd caught them off guard. It was knowledge that he could use. That he had to use. Just because the Wolf had conquered him physically, didn't mean that Alex accepted defeat. 

"Come, Toy."

As the Wolf walked away, his back to Alex, the three soldiers that had initially tried to take Alex down came to surround him. All of them were moving a bit more gingerly, one of them nursing a black eye. They glared at him, ready to pounce if he made the slightest move. Three to one odds without the element of surprise, especially now that the fighting adrenaline had leeched from his system, was not something Alex was stupid enough to try. Ignoring his guards, Alex padded after the Wolf. 

******

Bella didn't realize that one of the walls was a one way mirror. Not that she would have particularly cared if she had. She was in heaven. When the Wolf had told her that she was a good Pet, and that she'd earned a reward, she'd been both suspicious and frightened, because he hadn't told her what the reward was. Apparently, it was being pampered.

Even though she was still nervous about being separated from Alex, she was having trouble holding onto that tension through the blissful massage that she was currently receiving. Fingers dug into her back, finding every knot and soothing it away, before replacing the pressure of fingers with a stone that was almost too hot to bear. It felt lovely. The heat sank into her muscles, making her feel utterly limp on the table. 

On the other side of the mirror, Alex was conflicted as hell. He hadn't been sure where the Wolf had been taking him to, but he'd hoped it would be to see what was happening to Bella. But he'd honestly been expecting that it would be something horrible. 

Even though he couldn't see her expression, because she was face-down on the massage table, he could tell from her soft sighs and moans that she wasn't experiencing any hardship. Indeed, the Wolf had done a complete one eighty and was giving her an experience of pure pleasure. For some reason, it made Alex's possessive jealousy surge even higher. 

The Wolf's hand clamped down on the back of Alex's neck, just above the collar. His voice was low, an intimate murmur in Alex's ear. 

"Pet is being well rewarded for her behavior. I'll have to decide upon an appropriate punishment for yours."

******

For several hours, Bella was in pure, relaxed bliss. She'd been massaged, oiled and pampered. The last vestiges of soreness from Dr. Margolis' sadistic treatment had been completely wiped away. The floaty high she was on felt better than any spa day she'd had on the Moon. Maybe because up there, such treatment had been normal. Taken for granted. Now she could really feel just how wonderful it truly was.

They gave her water and let her relax on a chaise that looked out into the garden area. Sure, the greenery was interspersed with soldiers, but it was still a nice view. Eventually, though, she began to feel a bit antsy. 

Standing up, she was headed towards the door to knock on it - wondering why no one had come for her yet - when it opened. As if they'd been watching and waiting for her. Somehow she wasn't totally shocked. A soldier stood in the doorway, looking utterly indifferent to her naked body. Either he wasn't interested in her, or the Wolf's men were all getting used to seeing her naked anyway. 

"Come with me," he said in clipped tones. Bella followed, feeling wary. They passed through several hallways, and a lot of other soldiers who leered at her, before he led her into a room that she recognized. It was the room beneath the Wolf's main one, with all the equipment for sexual pleasure and pain. Immediately she tensed, pausing on the threshold. The soldier turned back to look at her, his expression bored. "Over here."

Looking around, slightly frightened because they were alone, Bella did as he ordered. She wasn't sure what to expect now... the Wolf had said she'd be rewarded. Was that over? Was this something else? Where was the Wolf? Where was Alex? Or Jordan? Or Trish? Why was she alone with this indifferent soldier?

He didn't seem inclined to give her any answers. Grasping her wrists, he cuffed them together with wide leather restraints; the chain connecting them kept her arms about shoulder's width apart. Then he lifted he arms above her head and attached them to a hanging chain. Bella could feel her anxiety rising as she was restrained, fully aware of her vulnerability.

To her surprise, the soldier didn't even try to cop a feel. As soon as her arms were secured above her head, he just released her and walked away. Bella's jaw dropped open, but she was so surprised at his abrupt departure that the door was closing behind him before she could even think to call out after him. What was going on?!

Tugging on the cuffs did nothing, of course, except make her feel even more helpless. She was completely alone, her arms secured above her head, and she had no idea if anyone even knew she was here.

"Hello?" she called out. 

Another door opened in front of her, the doorway shadowed. All she could see was the shape of a large, muscled, naked man walking towards her. But she recognized Alex, even before he stepped into the light. His expression was grim. Frightening.

"Alex?" she whispered, alarmed by the way he wasn't even looking at her. He immediately went over to one of the cabinets and pulled something out of it, before turning to approach her. Bella saw the rounded red rubber ball he was holding, leather straps hanging down from the sides of it, and her eyes widened. "Alex no... what are you doing? Please, no, Alex stop!"

But then he was in front of her and she had to stop pleading and shut her mouth, otherwise it would be all too easy for him to press the ball gag between her lips. She stared up at him, willing him to look at her eyes, to see the pleading there... to stop and tell her what was going on. Instead, he reached out and pinched her nipple, hard, and she gasped. The gag went in her mouth before she could blink and she made a high-pitched whining sound behind it as Alex secured it around her head. 

Fear shook her; she didn't understand what was going on. Was Alex being controlled? Threatened? What was he going to do to her? And why? 

Her arms were already secured and now she had no voice. She could try to kick him... but Bella knew that she was no match for him. On top of that, she couldn't quite bring herself to do it. Alex was her friend, her ally, someone that she'd become to care for as more than both of those titles. Trying to actually harm him seemed anathema to her. 

Straps went around her waist and then around her thighs and ankles, all of which had metal loops that Alex attached to chains hanging from the ceiling. Bella moaned behind the gag as the chains began to lift; The straps supported her, kept her from being uncomfortable, but she was left suspended and splayed, with her legs wide open as he attached a long bar between the straps on her ankles. She couldn't even kick out at him; the most she could do was make herself jiggle a bit in the air.

Her pulse was pounding as she watched Alex return to the drawers, looking through them for something. Even though she was afraid, she also trusted Alex not to be malicious. She knew that there had to be some reason she was doing this.

She really hoped he wasn't drugged.

Bella moaned with renewed fear as he turned, silver jewelry glinting in one hand, a thick butt plug in the other. She wriggled in the restraints; the way the straps supported her meant that her pussy and ass cheeks were splayed wide open, completely vulnerable to whatever Alex might do to her. He still wouldn't look at her, which was probably the scariest part of all.

Ducking under her suspended legs, Alex crouched below her, his face on level with her pussy. Something - his thumb - rubbed over her anus and she shivered. It didn't feel bad, but that plug had looked huge and she didn't want it inside of her. 

"Is she wet?"

The Wolf's voice floated on the air from behind her, and Bella's entire body tensed. How had she not realized that he was in the room with him? Maybe because she'd been so focused on Alex. She'd assumed the Wolf was watching, but she hadn't realized that he was actually there, watching. 

"Yes." Alex's voice was a growl, filled with anger, and Bella shivered again. She shook her head, wanting to deny that she was somehow turned on by the situation; but her body had responded to being vulnerable to Alex. To being tied up and helpless at his hands. 




Taken by the Wolf Ch. 22



The Wolf made a satisfied noise behind her, and went silent again. 

Something cool pressed against her anus and Bella immediately stiffened, remember the size of the plug. Her sphincter burned as it was opened anyway, despite the tight clench of her muscles, and then she felt herself relaxing as the intruder didn't grow in size and she realized that Alex was using his finger, loosening her up. It was cool, because he'd coated it in lube. The burning receded as her muscles unclamped, leaving her feeling full and strangely good as Alex's finger burrowed deeper. 

It slid back and forth, letting her adjust to its size, and then he added another one. The feeling of fullness expanded, and she could feel her pussy becoming even wetter as Alex fingered her ass. It was very different from anyone else touching her there; much more erotic, even with the Wolf's voyeuristic presence. Bella's body was becoming more and more excited as Alex fucked her ass with his fingers, even though she was still scared because she didn't know what was going to happen - and because she'd seen how big that plug was.

She moaned a little, although the gag muffled it, when his fingers withdrew. Her body began to tense up again as the plug pressed against it. The tip wasn't as big as Alex's fingers, but the toy's circumference got a lot wider real quick. 

"Bella, relax, please," Alex's voice was soft and pleading. "I don't want to hurt you."

If she hadn't been gagged, she would have yelled at him. Easy for him to say 'relax' when she was the one having a giant plug shoved up her ass. Okay, not shoved, gently worked into, but it was still huge. Alex was thrusting it back and forth, pushing it a little bit deeper every time and making her asshole burn and ache as it struggled to widen enough for the thick toy. Bella tried to relax, she really did, but it was hard when the widest part of the toy was so painful as it approached. 

Her pussy was aching emptily, even as her ass protested the invasion. Bella panted behind the gag, whimpering and groaning as she was stretched wide, feeling the sharp slices whenever the plug went a little bit deeper, forced her ass a little bit wider. 

"You can do this Bella... take a deep breath... now let it out..." As she did so, Alex pushed the plug, and Bella cried out, her teeth biting into the gag as the plug pushed fully into her body. Her anus snapped shut behind the wide bulge, clamping down on the thinner dip between the bulge and the base. It was uncomfortable, settling inside of her, as the muscles burned from the sharp pain of fully taking the large toy. 

But at least it was over now. She thought she felt Alex leave a soft kiss on her inner thigh as he stood back up, but she couldn't be sure. 

The nipple clamps were on a long chain that he'd hung over the back of his neck, so that the clamps dangled down in front of his own chest. Bella mewed, trying to get Alex to look at her, but he was still avoiding eye contact as he cupped her breasts, squeezing them gently and running his thumbs over her nipples. It felt good and Bella's head fell back, her eyes closing as he fondled her breasts, playing with her sensitive nipples. 

Something strange happened. Inside of her head. Like a flash of light that was there for a second and then gone, leaving behind the strangest impression that they had done thing before. Not quite like this, but that Alex had touched her this way and she'd responded, and it had been just the two of them. He pinched her nipple, tugging on it, and she moaned, caught somewhere between the present and what seemed like something out of a dream. 

"You want me, don't you? Tell me you want me."

It was Alex's voice, but when Bella opened her eyes to look at him, she realized he hadn't spoken. His jaw was clenched, lips thin, his eyes on her breasts. She'd heard his voice though; in her head. She'd remembered. It was from the blank spot in her memory, she was sure it was. 

Then Alex bent his head and sucked her nipple into his mouth, and Bella's pussy clenched, her ass protesting as it closed tightly around the plug, and she suddenly found it hard to be excited about that one tiny memory coming through the block. Alex pulled hard on her nipple, sucking it deep, and she could feel an answering pull straight down her body into her pussy. Her head fell back as she moaned, shuddering in the hanging restraints while his tongue rasped over the sensitive bud. Releasing it with a pop, he transferred his attentions to her other nipple, and her ass clenched around the huge plug, stinging slightly so that the pleasure and pain mingled in her body. 

He pinched and tugged on the nipple that he'd abandoned, creating different sensations on each side of her body, equally erotic. Even though she knew the Wolf was watching, even though she hated the plug that had invaded her ass, she couldn't stop the rising need inside of her. The plug was actually starting to feel good, because at least it filled her, as Alex played with her nipples. She hung, suspended and helpless, her pussy creaming while her nipples swelled and budded. Even knowing the clamps were coming couldn't damp her growing arousal. 

When he pulled away again, she tensed, her nipples already aching from his ministrations. When the closed the clamp down around one rosy bud, she shrieked, her teeth biting into the ball gag as the painful pressure crushed the poor nubbin. The second clamp elicited a second muffled shriek. The chain hung down, cool against her belly, but her nipples and pussy felt hot. The stinging in her ass was drowned out by the painful pressure on her nipples. Looking down, she could see how flat they were, how swollen between the clamps; they were already turning a darker pink and eventually she knew they'd be red and overly sensitive.

"Enjoying yourself, aren't you, Toy?" The Wolf asked silkily, a hint of smug triumph threaded through his voice. "Pet's not the only one who's aroused."

"Fuck off."

Alex ducked under her legs, headed back towards the wall, but Bella still managed to see what the Wolf was talking about. The cock ring was gone, removed, but he was fully erect. From playing with her breasts? Or from restraining her and clamping her nipples? Bella knew that Alex was an alpha male, that he liked to be in control... and she'd found that her body responded to giving up control, even to pain. She couldn't help it, and she didn't think that Alex could either. But was he worried that he was like the Wolf because he was turned on by some aspect of this?

She turned her head to watch him pick up a flogger from the wall, its long leather strands hanging down from his hand as he turned back towards her. A shiver went down her spine. Making urgent noises, she tried to get Alex to look at her again; she wanted him to see in her face that she didn't blame him for what was happening, that she didn't blame him for getting hard. She didn't know what was going on, but she knew that it was the Wolf controlling the scene, not Alex. But he still wouldn't look at her.

The first fall of the flogger came from behind, going across her upper back. It was a soft thud, an almost gentle impact that didn't sting, but that she could still feel down into her bones. More blows fell, leaving her skin feeling more and more sensitive as it heated under the fall of leather. Then it changed directions, hitting her from below, smacking against the cheeks of her bottom and the base of the plug in her ass. 

It hurt... and it didn't. The impact was much less than a hand, but her skin felt like it was heating up, becoming more sensitized. She was much more aware of cool air moving across her skin after the flogger had touched it. When the ends snapped against her open pussy, she jerked, her hips lifting before falling back down. That stung, but almost in a good way, as if she'd been aching for some kind of touch to that area and it didn't matter that when it came it was painful.

Suddenly Alex was moving away, heading back to the wall. Bella whined behind the gag when he picked up a crop. The thin, flexible length with the small leather pad on the end vicious. Alex walked back around behind her, where she couldn't see him, and her body tensed again. In the position she was in, that wasn't easy to maintain, and her muscles quivered before falling back against the restraints all over her body. 

THWAP!

Bella shrieked as the crop snapped against her ass, made more sensitive by the flogging that Alex had already delivered. It felt like the blow had actually bitten into her skin, a sensation much more powerful than the sting she'd expected. 

THWAP! THWAP! THWAP!

The crop delivered small, powerful blows all across her buttocks. Alex was only hitting her with the leather covered end of the crop, rather than the length of it, but that meant that each blow was delivered with the full force of his swing. Every time one landed, her ass clenched, making the plug jostle painfully inside of her bottom, her tight ring aching as it tried to close completely and ended up squeezing the rubber that was keeping it open. Tears began to trickle down her cheeks as Alex decorated her pink ass with small red marks, some of them beginning to raise up into small welts. It felt like he was covering her entire ass with them - and he was, doing his best not to overlap the hits. Which wasn't easy as Bella began to squirm and writhe in her restraints, trying to escape the flurry of biting snaps against her sensitive skin. 

Her tears flowed faster, dripping down to her breasts, as some of the blows began to land against skin that was already smarting painfully from a previous slap, her struggles becoming more wild and making it even harder for Alex to aim correctly. The clamps on her nipples tugged painfully, increasing her distress, the chain jingling on her belly and increasing the weight pulling on her distended buds, as her breasts bounced while she struggled. Yet her muffled cries and writhing did nothing to stop the assault. 

When it finally stopped, Bella sagged, struggling to breathe through her tears. She barely noticed as Alex walked around in front of her, ducking underneath the bar spreading her ankles so that he was standing within the triangle made by the bar and her legs again. He was still hard, and this time, everyone in the room knew it wasn't because of the cock ring. 

"Is she wet?"

"Yes."

"Touch her."

Bella moaned as Alex's fingers probed her slick pussy lips, confused by the swell of emotions and sensations. She loved that he was touching her, and hated that it was at the direction of the Wolf. The pain in her ass and nipples mixed with the pleasure that his stroking fingers brought her, making her pussy clamp down as one long finger pushed inside of her. Her pussy felt incredibly tight with the plug taking up so much room in her other channel.

She was burning, inside and out; one kind of burning felt good, the other didn't, but it was becoming harder to tell which was which. Alex's finger pumped inside of her, his thumb brushing her swollen clit, and she felt a throbbing response in her clamped nipples as the chain on her belly quivered. 

When her eyes fluttered open, she looked up, and for the first time Alex was looking back at her. His gaze was hot and hungry, but tinged with guilt. She tried to put her own arousal into her eyes, her own needy hunger for him. 

A presence loomed behind her and hands brushed her sore ass cheeks; Bella shivered at even that light caress. She knew it was the Wolf, come to join them. 

"Enough."

Alex stepped back and she felt the Wolf press against her from behind. He was naked and hard, his hand sliding down and between her legs to replace Alex's fingers as Alex picked up the crop again. Bella whimpered.

This time she had to look at Alex, to see the inner agony on his face as he raise the crop and brought it down hard on the top of her breast.

THWAP!

She screamed, unable to even flinch away with the Wolf pressing into her from behind. His fingers pressed into her pussy, stretching the tight hole, jostling the plug; and the heel of his hand rubbed over her clit. Bella writhed as the crop came down again on her other breast.

THWAP!

The beating began again, this time on her tender breasts. This time as Alex faced her, beat her, and the Wolf pleasured her. Her pussy creamed around the Wolf's fingers, his cock digging into her back, making her arch and thrust her breasts out as if asking Alex for more abuse. The entire time, she could see the way Alex's cock jerked with every blow; an angry red rod that stood out from his body, fully erect and practically pulsing with need. 

The undersides of her breasts were the worst, so much more sensitive than the other areas of the soft mounds; and each snap of the crop against the undersides of her breasts made them jiggle twice as much as when the crop hit anywhere else. The clamps seemed to bite down even harder as her breasts bounced, her nipples were now an angry, throbbing red, matching the dark red splotches that the crop was leaving behind on her pale skin. All the while, the Wolf's fingers worked busily in her pussy, his other hand wrapped around her waist. The hair on his thigh scratched against the tenderized skin of her ass, making her wriggle even more.

She almost didn't notice when Alex finally stopped cropping her breasts, not until he was stepping forward and he reached for the clamps. Immediately Bella tried to jerk back, but the Wolf's hold on her was too tight, his fingers plunging in and out of her pussy as Alex removed both the clamps at once. She spasmed, her body arching and writhing against the Wolf's fingers as blood flooded the crushed nubs, re-filling them and re-circulating. It felt like hundreds of tiny needs were jabbing into the poor nubbins.

Alex's hot, wet mouth sucked one gently between his lips, somewhat soothing the tortured bud, one after the other. Despite the pain, she could feel her need to cum growing, stoked by the constant thrusting of the Wolf's fingers and the painful pleasure now emanating from her nipples. Just as she thought she might be approaching orgasm, the Wolf's hand pulled away and Alex straightened.

Moaning in disappointment, Bella shuddered as the restraints began to move, lifting her higher between the two men. She whined, high and shrill, as the plug was tugged from her anus, leaving the hole gaping and empty. The gag was making her jaw ache, and frustrating her, because she could hear the sounds so loudly in her own head, but she knew the men couldn't.

Stepping forward, Alex placed his cock at the entrance of her pussy, and thrust inwards. Bella moaned, her pussy shuddering with pleasure as it was finally filled, her nipples protesting as they brushed against his hairy chest. It felt like hot wires were rubbing against the tender buds. Then she began to writhe again, mewing muffled protests, as the Wolf's cock pressed against the still stretched opening of her anus. But, even though the muscle had been stretched, her pussy was now full of Alex's cock, and her asshole was going to be a tight fit.

More tears sparked in her eyes as the Wolf pushed in, relentlessly boring into her asshole as it stretched even further. Unlike the plug, his cock didn't have a nice, thinner part to relieve the pressure on her tight ring; it was just forced open as he pushed deeper and deeper. She moaned and panted, feeling almost heady with the burning pleasure as she felt the two cocks nestle next to each other inside of her body, separated only by a thin membrane. The sensations made her dizzy with confusion; it was becoming harder to tell who was doing what, which man was touching her how.

Hands gripped her ass cheeks. making her clench around both of them as pain flared, the sensitive skin protesting the tight grip. Bella shuddered as they began to move - she couldn't tell if she was feeling pleasure tinged with pain or pain edged with pleasure. Her anus spasmed as the Wolf's cock slid out and in, moving in the opposite direction of Alex's thrusts in and out of her pussy. The sensation of being always being filled, receding, pushing, using her, made her feel almost insane with the intense overload.

Muscled bodies moved, wiry hair rasping against the sensitive skin of her bottom, against her tormented nipples, and pressed in around her on all sides. Hands cupped her breasts, squeezing them tightly, and she cried out as she clenched down on them again. She was like a rag doll between them, unable to move in the restraints, voiceless and gagged, and consumed by sensation.

They were moving faster, their rhythm becoming less predictable, less controlled. The friction was rapturous. Bella arched between them, writhing, screaming into the gag as ecstasy burned through her veins, her body clamping down to try and hold them inside of her, and riding high on the waves of pleasure as they continued to move. A hand left her breast and she was barely aware of the Wolf reaching out to grab Alex by the back of his neck, fingers woven into the younger man's hair and pulling his head back.

Alex bared his teeth as his head was forced back, growling, hands tightening on Bella's buttocks and sending a hot flash of pain through her climax, pushing her even higher. 

"Fill Pet's pussy with your cum, Toy."

A cry of outrage and ecstasy filled Bella's ears. The Wolf had timed his command perfectly, with Alex already so close to orgasm that he hadn't been able to hold back. Bella cried out at the same time, muffled by the gag and completely drowned out by Alex, as his cock swelled and spurted inside of her. A moment later, the Wolf followed and she thought she might actually faint from the erotically charged sensation of both men filling her at once with the jets of hot liquid. Her holes burned as they convulsed around the swollen rods, sucking the cum from them and taking it deep into her body.

It seemed to last forever, and then it was over in the blink of an eye, and Bella was slumping in the restraints, her head tipped back and resting against the Wolf's shoulder. With her eyes barely open, she could see the look of concern on Alex's face. Too tired to even attempt to reassure him, she just let her eyes close all the way.

******

Carrying Bella back to their room, flanked by the Wolf's soldiers, Alex cuddled her close even though he knew he didn't deserve to. He was consumed by guilt, even though he'd tried to make the entire experience as pleasurable for her as possible at the end. That wasn't the problem.

The problem was how much he'd enjoyed himself.

He'd always known that he liked control during sex. That was nothing new. Even mixing a little bit of pain and pleasure wasn't completely new, although what he'd done to Bella today had been far beyond anything he'd done with any other partner. 

The Wolf had given him a choice. Send Bella back to Doctor Margolis, and be forced to watch whatever he did to her. Or make her into his whipping boy, at his own hands, under the Wolf's direction. And he hadn't been allowed to explain to her what was going on or why. It had been an easy choice; sending Bella back to the doctor would break her, keeping her with him meant that at least he'd have some control over the situation.

Too bad he hadn't had any over himself.

Before Alex had walked into the room, the Wolf had removed the cock ring. He hadn't said why, but once Bella had been restrained, helpless, Alex had realized why. His body had responded, seeing her so vulnerable, knowing that she was at his mercy. Even with the Wolf sitting there, watching, it had been a rush of power that he'd never experienced before. There had literally been nothing Bella could do to stop him, and it had made him hard.

No cock ring, and yet his erection hadn't dwindled the entire time. Sinking into her pussy had been a relief. He didn't think he could have stopped from fucking her at that point even if he'd wanted to. Then the Wolf had gripped his head, holding him, and ordering him to cum... and Alex hadn't been able to stop himself. 




Taken by the Wolf Ch. 22



It had been the perfect punishment. Not only had Alex had to frighten and torture Bella, but he'd discovered something he'd never wanted to know about himself. For the first time, Alex had been forced to acknowledge that he had something in common with the Wolf.



Taken by the Wolf Ch. 23



When Bella woke up, she was cradled in Alex's arms in their bed. Everything was sore. Alex's body was hot against hers, his fingers idly stroking her hair. Shifting slightly she tilted her head back to look at him, and his movement abruptly stilled. 

"You're awake, are you alright?" The words came out in a rush, and before she had time to answer, Alex had already pulled her in tight against his broad chest. Bella squeaked in surprise, his arms practically forcing the air out of her lungs he was holding her so tightly. It took a moment, in her shock, to even understand what he was whispering, over and over again. "I'm sorry, I'm so, so sorry."

Bella pushed at him. "For what?"

His hold loosened, possibly in surprise, as she kept pushing. She wanted to be able to look at him. The consternation on his face was obvious, a deep line ran across his brow as he frowned at her. 

"For what I did to you. I'm so sorry. I fucked up. I flipped out when they took you and I attacked some of the guards... the Wolf gave me a choice... It was either me or Dr. Margolis." His words were slightly broken, he couldn't look her in the eyes, but Bella's brain quickly figured out what he was trying to say, and her breath caught in terror at the thought of being back in the hands of the sadistic doctor. "I couldn't explain... I'm so sorry."

"Alex, Alex, stop," she said, keeping her voice soothing as she pushed down her own panic hearing the doctor's name. Her hands rubbed across Alex's chest, touching him, comforting him. She could practically feel the shame and guilt emanating off of him. "It's okay. I don't blame you for what happened."

"You should."

"Stop that." She smacked him lightly. That made him look at her, finally, and she stared back earnestly. "I don't blame you. I was freaked out when they took me too. And I'd take you over the doctor any day. Okay?"

He blew out a long breath, obviously not entirely reassured, but he nodded his head. "Okay."

Snuggling back into him, Bella wrapped her arms and legs around him. He was still tense, but slowly he relaxed as she cuddled with him. The guilt was still eating at him. Bella grimaced. 

"I didn't hate it," she whispered.

"What?" This time it was Alex's turn to push her away slightly, so that he could hear what she'd said. 

Heat suffused her cheeks and she could barely look at him. She felt her own bit of shame at the admission, but it was true. "I didn't hate all of it." She glanced at him, but he didn't look like he was judging her. Mostly, he just looked surprised. Almost hopeful. "I trusted you not to really hurt me... some of it was..."

Her voice trailed off. She couldn't find the words. But somehow Alex seemed to know what she was saying anyway. Folding her back into his arms, like she was a fragile object, he cradled her, his fingers stroking her hair again. When he whispered, she finally understood why he was feeling so guilty.

"I didn't hate all of it either."

******

Alex was spitting mad at being separated from Bella again. The night before, the Wolf had come with the cream to help her, and Alex had had to watch as the man ran his hands all over her body and inside of her. All the places where Alex had hurt her, the Wolf healed her. The irony was not lost on any of them. Thankfully, after that, the Wolf had left again. 

This morning had gone like any other, but then instead of being taken to the main hall, Bella was led away by other soldiers. Alex found himself in the main hall, without her. He wanted to punch someone again, but this time he resisted the impulse. It helped that the soldiers were abuzz with excitement and that he knew there was no reason for the Wolf to harm her right now. Something was happening to distract the Wolf as well; he barely glanced at Alex when he was led in.

Being separated from Bella made Alex feel jumpy. She was a soothing presence for him and not being able to watch over her, having to accept that, drove him up the wall. Something he was pretty sure the Wolf knew. Maybe today was a test to see if he'd learned his lesson from yesterday. Sitting on his usual cushion, Alex tried to focus on relaxing his muscles, one by one.

Thinking about Bella helped. Yesterday, cuddling, talking, it had felt like they were meant to be there, together. Like they were forging a connection - although truthfully, it almost felt like re-forging it. As if pieces were falling back into place. 

The noise in the hall rose, making Alex look up and around to see what was going on. Two of the soldiers came over and they quickly had him moved next to the Wolf, kneeling at his side on a cushion while the Wolf stood in front of his desk at the center of the dais. It forcibly reminded Alex of Cora's visit. Adrenaline started to hum in his veins again, panic beginning to rise as he wondered if there was more to his and Bella's separation today. 

A pinch at the back of his neck made him jerk; the Wolf reached out and grabbed his hair, holding him in place. Out of the corner of his eye, just seconds later, Alex could see Nurse Roche moving away. She glanced over her shoulder and smirked at him. Fury rose up, heat filling his skin, but the Wolf's hand tightened on his hair and after a long moment, he settled down. Reacting the way he wanted to might land Bella in Dr. Margolis' hands again. And it would be Alex's fault. No more stupid risks like that. Escaping was one thing; useless battles were another.

The hot adrenaline lingered, making Alex feel jumpy, like something was crawling along his skin. He could barely focus as the doors opened, soldiers coming in with two people, a young man and woman. They looked about Alex's age, their clothing showing them clearly to be from the Moon as they were dressed in the latest and most expensive fashions. Although Alex didn't immediately recognize them, they immediately recognized him, pointing and whispering to each other. 

Normally he'd be wondering why, but right now he was too busy fighting his body. The heat had spread throughout his system - not rage, but arousal. The cock ring hadn't been put back on, but his cock had risen and was hard as a rock even though he wasn't turned on. FUCK. The nurse must have injected him with an aphrodisiac. Possibly the same one that had once been used on Bella, and he'd seen how she'd reacted to that. He fought the sensations, the urge to find something to rub his cock against. 

Sweat was actually breaking out on his skin, and he could barely hear what the Wolf was saying, because it sounded like there was a roaring in his ears. His cock was turning an angry looking red color, aching with the need to be touched. The excited babble of the young man and woman would have infuriated him if he wasn't so distracted by his body.

The floor opened and the Wolf's equipment room was raised into the center of the hall; all around it, soldiers were already starting to fondle each other, kiss each other. Alex realized that this was about to turn into one of the orgies that the Wolf was famous for. The couple were what the media called the Wolf's 'day captives' - the ones who would return to the Moon talking about the perversions and lusts of the Wolf. The ones who would confirm where Alex was. 

Which made him wonder why the Wolf didn't have Bella out here as well. He also noticed that Jordan and Trish were absent.

But all of these thoughts were going through the back of his head, because his foremost thought was how badly he needed to fuck someone. Anyone. 

"Go on, Toy, welcome Maureen and Zander to Earth." The Wolf pulled Alex to his feet by his hair, propelling him forward. It was like moving in a haze. A red, lust-filled haze. The Wolf's hand stayed on his lower back, guiding him. 

He could feel his mind slipping away, his logic, his reason, becoming buried under primal, animal instincts. 

"Holy shit," Maureen said, her eyes wide as one of the soldiers pushed her into Alex. She was a pretty little thing, with dark red hair and hazel eyes that were tinted green. Shorter than Bella, but just as curvy. Still clothed, which Alex found enraging.

He kissed her, and she pressed her lips back against his eagerly. Her excitement was palpable, and it sickened him, but not enough to even begin to fight the effects of the aphrodisiac. The sounds of sex and passion were beginning to fill the room, he was dimly aware of the Wolf beside him, stripping Zander down. When Alex pulled away from kissing Maureen to yank her shirt off, he caught a glimpse of Zander - the slimly muscled blond was already naked and getting down on his knees in front of the Wolf. The same kind of anticipatory excitement that Maureen was exhibiting was also apparent on Zander's face.

They were obviously going through a very different experience than Alex and Bella had had when they'd first arrived. Zander was eagerly unbuttoning the Wolf's pants, Maureen clung to Alex's shoulders as she watched them.

"Oh my god," she whispered, her eyes round, chest heaving with excitement as Alex pushed her skirt down off of her hips. "I can't believe that's the Wolf... and we're here... holy shit, this is so sick!"

Alex wanted to tell her that it was sick, and not in the positive way that she'd meant it. That she was sick too, being excited by the idea of danger, without actually realizing exactly how dangerous the Wolf was. She had no idea. Her pampered little world couldn't even begin to comprehend the kinds of things that Alex and Bella had been put through after being taken. Maureen knew exactly what was going on, and she was getting a thrill from the forbidden, from the danger, from the unknown.

If he could have found the words, he would have told her how deranged it all was. But he was too far gone into the physical effects of the aphrodisiac, his body clamoring for release. So he just pushed her over to the bed and spun her around, bending her over it so that at least he wouldn't have to look at her face. 

Her skin was very pale, almost ivory in color, contrasting sharply with the dark green color of the sheets on the bed. Her hips pushed up, eagerly, and Alex growled with both erotic need and anger at her. What the hell was wrong with her? And Zander? Did she not realize that he was a prisoner? Or did she find that part exciting too?

Shoving his cock forward, he wasn't at all gentle as he impaled her pussy in one hard stroke, making her quiver and cry out. But she was wet, ready, and her pussy squeezed him tightly as he pressed his body against her groin. He groaned. It felt absolutely fucking heavenly to finally get his cock into something. Need urged him onward; gripping her hips, he started fucking her hard and fast, feeling no need to worry about her pleasure. The aphrodisiac was riding him too hard, besides which, he wasn't sure he would care anyway. It was hard to care if she got off, when emotionally he felt nothing but contempt and disgust for her.

The throaty moaning noises she started making as he fucked her just increased his disgust, but the aphrodisiac coursing through his veins meant that it didn't matter.

******

It was like watching a porno. One that made her writhe with jealousy as well as arousal. Jordan had strapped Bella down to a chair that wasn't really a chair, because the seat was split down the center; once her thighs were restrained, he'd pushed the sides open, forcing her legs apart. The chair had been placed directly in front of the vid screen, and she was finding it impossible to look away from the orgy, even as jealous hate for the petite redhead curdled in her stomach. 

"Come on, little girl," Jordan said, pushing a naked Trish onto her hands and knees. He patted her bottom, urging her forward between Bella's legs. "Make Pet feel better."

Trish didn't hesitate or protest this time, and Bella wondered if she'd given up on fighting Jordan. The little blonde was positioned on all fours, ass in the air, as she began to kiss the sensitive insides of Bella's thighs, right near Bella's pussy.

Despite her jealousy, Bella was wet. She knew it wasn't Alex's fault, and that he'd been injected with an aphrodisiac, but she hated watching it all the same. She could see the redhead moaning, enjoying Alex's forceful handling, enjoying the orgiastic pleasure that was happening all around the room. The blond man was the same, on his knees before the Wolf, sucking eagerly on the older man's cock while his eyes darted back and forth, taking in as much of the scene as he could. The Wolf was focused on Alex, his buttocks clenching as he thrust into the blond's mouth. Bella could see the entire room.

The Wolf's soldiers were all piled up on each other, naked writhing bodies, in groups of two, three and more. One woman crawled across the bed to the redhead, spreading her legs and forcing the redhead's face into her pussy; not that the redhead needed much encouragement to begin eagerly licking the soldier's wet slit. 

Bella whimpered as Trish's tongue slid between her own pussy lips, dragging her attention away from the screen for just a moment. Jordan was kneeling behind the blonde, avidly watching as she began to lick Bella's pussy. As usual, he wasn't at all interested in the other erotic scenes happening, his entire focus was on what Trish was doing. One hand was teasing Trish's pussy, the other gently pressed against the small of her back, keeping her from being able to buck against his hand, controlling her movements. 

Liquid heat built in Bella's pussy as Trish licked her, exploring Bella's folds with long, slow swipes of her tongue. Too slow. If Bella's wrists hadn't been restrained to the chair, she would have them on Trish's head; as it was, her hips were trying to move, but all she could do was squirm slightly in the chair, trying to press more of her pussy against Trish's mouth.

Whimpering in frustration, she looked back up at the vidscreen, hoping it would provide some distraction. Alex was throwing his head back as he came, his muscles tensed, looking incredibly sexy in his ecstasy. The long line of his jaw was clenched, his pulse throbbing in his neck, and his fingers were digging into the redhead's hips, and it was far too easy for Bella to remember how good he'd felt inside of her. 

Memories clashed, like old film super imposed over another reel, as if she could see two different versions of Alex, fucking her at two different times. Yesterday and... when?

Pleasure swirled as Trish sucked on her clit, breaking up her concentration. On the screen, the Wolf beckoned to Alex. He pulled out of the redhead, who was still moaning into the soldier woman's pussy. Cum began to drip down her legs as soon as he pulled out, but his cock was still fully erect; covered in glossy pussy juices, it stood out from his body, still red and potent looking. 

As he moved away from the redhead, another of the Wolf's soldiers was already stepping up to take his place, shoving his cock into her sloppy pussy.

******

"Come here, Toy," the Wolf repeated, his green eyes gleaming like a panther's. The erotic sounds of sex were all around them, the wet slaps of skin on skin, of cocks thrusting into various orifices, and hot moans and grunts filled Alex's ears. His vision felt hazy, tinged around the edges with a lustful red, his body moving as if he was in a dream. 

Some small voice in the back of his head screamed at him to run, but his body moved at the Wolf's command, eagerly hoping for more pleasure. Sating himself in Maureen's tight pussy had barely had an effect on the demanding need that was clawing at his insides. Already he wanted to sink his cock into someone again. If the Wolf hadn't called to him, he would probably still be pumping away at Maureen's grasping cunt.

"I think Zander would like an ass-fucking." The Wolf gripped the man's head tightly, fingers woven through the blond hair, as the man moaned throatily around the Wolf's cock. His hips tilted, pushing his ass into the air invitingly.

The same disgust he'd felt with Maureen washed through Alex. He knew that a lot of the citizens on the Moon were hedonistic, many of them came to Earth seeking adventure and pleasures that weren't available on the Moon's surface. The reactions of Zander and Maureen confirmed them as thrill-seekers; they were probably of the social group who thrived on reports of the Wolf, speculating, wishing they might be taken. Not like Bella or himself, who had taken steps to ensure they wouldn't be abducted when they'd come to Earth. Steps which had been thrown away in one night of fury, but he would have never acted like this if he'd been taken for the day. Unlike him, Zander and Maureen weren't being compelled by drugs or threats, only by their own desires for excitement, illicit pleasures and the fifteen minutes of fame that would follow once they returned home and told the media about their experience with the Wolf.

It made him extremely ungentle as he knelt behind Zander and shoved into the other man's ass. Fortunately, because it would salve his conscious later, Zander was obviously no stranger to anal sex. Alex's cock slid in easily to the tight haven, as Zander groaned in pained pleasure, bumping the curve of his bottom against Alex's groin as the tight ring of his entrance tightened around the base of Alex's cock. The length of his shaft throbbed as Zander's ass rippled around it in reaction.

Dragging his hips back, Alex gripped the man's hips and happened to look up, his gaze clashing with the Wolf's. The criminal overlord was watching Alex, rapt with attention, as if the man sucking his cock was no more than an after thought. Just somewhere to put his dick, a hole to bring him pleasure, while he focused on what truly interested him. Alex. 

His lips pulling back in a snarl, Alex glared up at the man, keeping his eye contact with the Wolf as they pummeled and thrust into Zander between them. Pleasure washed over Alex as the man writhed, his ass clenching around Alex's pistoning cock; Alex's body was caught somewhere between erotic ecstasy and pure fury at the Wolf. 

In the back of his mind, Alex was relieved that at least Bella wasn't part of this right now. 

******

As Jordan fucked Trish from behind, her licking and sucking on Bella's pussy had become more intense, her own pleasure feeding Bella's. The vibrations of her moans hummed against Bella's pussy lips and clit, her tongue questing through Bella's folds, occasionally pulling Bella's clit into her mouth and sucking hard. Jordan watched, his eyes electric with pleasure, as Trish moved her face up and down along Bella's slit. 

On the screen before her, Bella could see the Wolf and Alex, fucking the man between them, although it looked more like they were locked in combat than in pleasure. The man was an afterthought, a prop. It was almost frightening, how much Alex looked exactly like the Wolf in that moment. 

Not that the man cared. The expression of ecstasy on his face, as he was bounced between the two men, was eager and excited. He was getting off on being used by the two men, his hard cock bouncing as they thrust into him from either end, slapping up against his belly and leaking dripping spurts of pre-cum. Gasping, Bella tried to arch her hips as Trish sucked particularly hard, making her spasm as the pleasure jolted through her clit. 

"Oh fuck... please..." Bella writhed as Trish sucked harder, her mouth pulling on Bella's clit. She could see Alex's look of enraged rapture as he approached his own orgasm, the Wolf watching him avidly. Her pussy was alive with pleasure, swelling, warming, as hot tingles swept through the swollen lips. The restraints chaining her to the chair didn't allow for any movement away from Trish's tormenting mouth as her orgasm crested and burst, the suction of her clit becoming painfully pleasurable in its intensity. 




Taken by the Wolf Ch. 23



She cried out, trying to arch her hips, trying to slow the stabbing ecstasy as it pierced her core, spreading throughout her body in hot waves. The steady pulls on her clit made her arms and legs jerk against their bonds, needing to push Trish away. But the younger woman was already crying out into Bella's pussy, pushing her farther, as Jordan's thrusts became harder, faster, shoving her mouth against Bella's splayed parts.

The two women were cumming together, juices soaking Trish's lips as they moved against Bella's flesh, her vibrating moans extending the spasming shudders of Bella's climax. Jordan groaned, his fingers digging into Trish's hips as he slammed into her, rubbing his groin over the curves of her backside as he filled her with cum. 

On the screen above his head, Alex was sagging over the blond man, pulling his cock from the day captive's gaping pink hole. Like before, Alex's cock was still fully erect, looking even redder from heavy use. A woman stepped up with a cloth, rubbing it over the swollen shaft and making him jerk as shudder while she cleaned him, obviously sensitive to the slightest touch after two orgasms and yet no real relief. The Wolf was extricating himself from the blond's throat, leaving the man on all fours as a woman and another man stepped up to him, eager to try out the new meat.

The redheaded woman was still on the bed, although the two men sandwiching her body had been replaced. A third was stepping up to shove his dick in her mouth. Even though she looked tired, she was moving between them all, obviously still enjoying herself. The man in her ass was slapping her cheeks, turning them a bright pink and making her body bounce up and down with each slap. 

Trish's mouth dropped away from Bella's pussy, and she moaned in relief. Her overstimulated folds felt like they were swollen to twice their size. Gripping Trish's white-blonde locks, Jordan turned her around on her knees.

"Clean me off, little girl," he murmured, his expression softening as Trish began to lap at his groin, cleaning him of their combined juices. Bella could see white trails of cum dripping down Trish's thighs, sliding down to the floor. She shivered, trying not to draw attention to herself, although she didn't think she needed to worry too much. As usual, Jordan was wrapped up in Trish; he barely noticed Bella unless she did something to draw his attention.

Still, she couldn't help but reflect over the change in Trish's responses. She hadn't hesitated once. Not when Jordan had shoved her face into Bella's pussy, or now when he had her cleaning his dick of their sex. Had he brainwashed her? 

Looking back up at the screen, Bella jerked against her restraints as she saw Alex now trussed up to the large wooden frame. His arms were above his head, his legs chained to the floor about shoulder width apart, and the Wolf was whipping him with long strands of leather. It didn't look like the Wolf was hitting very hard, but Alex's skin on his back, ass and thighs was already turning pink. A woman was on her knees in front of him, her hands braced on his thighs, her head bobbing up and down as she sucked on his cock. With a twist of jealousy in her stomach, Bella recognized one of the female soldiers that was often in the gardens at the same time as them. 

She was so engrossed in watching the Wolf flog Alex, and the woman sucking on Alex's cock as he strained and arched his back in response to the warring sensations of pleasure and pain, that she almost forgot she wasn't alone in the room. Right up until Jordan was suddenly standing in front of her, blocking out the screen as he looked down at her with a glint in his eye. He was half-hard, probably from Trish's tongue bath, and he was holding a strange rubber toy in his hand. It looked like a cactus, with two very large prongs and one smaller one, which sat snuggled close to one of the larger ones, while the longest prong had a larger space between it and the two others. The smaller one was glistening, as though it had been covered in lube, and dread immediately curdled in Bella's stomach as Jordan knelt down.

"Wha-what are you doing?" she stammered out, her pussy and ass clenching as he tilted his head to be able to see better. There was no way for her to close her legs or protect her most private parts as he began to push the two against her holds. Her pussy was so wet that the larger prong had no problem sliding in, and her ass was no match from the slick pressure of the smaller one. She made a whining noise as they pushed in, making her asshole burn as it was forced open. 

"Quiet," Jordan ordered, reaching up to pinch her nipple, hard. Bella whimpered, but she got the message. The toys pushing into her weren't entirely comfortable, but at least they didn't hurt. That pinch to her nipple hadn't been at all friendly. Besides, it had been a stupid question; it was pretty obvious what he was doing. 

Behind him, Trish was watching with a kind of sick fascination, and reluctant jealousy, as if only now realizing that she didn't like seeing Jordan touch Bella. Which made no sense to Bella; it would be like her feeling the same jealous possessiveness over the Wolf as she did over Alex. She didn't have too much time to dwell on it as her pussy and ass were filled up by the toy, its nubby surface rubbing pleasurably over her insides, stretching them with the thick girth of the prods. Jordan did something down there, which much have attached the toy to the chair, because he moved away and the toy stayed right where it was, firmly lodged inside of her.

The third prong jutted up between her thighs, like a perverted parody of a cock. Jordan turned to Trish, holding out his hand to bring her over. She walked slowly, looking at Bella nervously. 

"Climb on Pet's lap, little girl, I want to see you riding that cock," 

Jordan's deep voice made Trish shiver. She didn't look Bella in the eyes, but she obeyed, straddling the brunette's lap and placing herself over the third prong. Bella couldn't help but moan as Trish began to lower herself, making the toy move and jiggle inside of Bella. Her holes clenched down on it, making her sphincter burn as it squeezed the hard prod. Trish had to work herself up and down to fully impale herself on it, despite the lubrication from Jordan's cum in her pussy, and it bounced and moved inside Bella as well, stirring her insides with the two prongs. Standing so that he could see both of their faces, Jordan loomed over them, watching, his cock slowly hardening at the show. 

"Keep bouncing, little girl, and kiss Pet."

Trish's lips were soft and they tasted like sex; musky, salty, sweet, and just a hint of bitterness. Bella knew that she was tasting Jordan's cum on Trish's tongue, and the combined juices of two pussies, but at least this wasn't painful. And Trish was a good kisser. Their tongues danced as Trish moved up and down, her smaller breasts brushing against Bella's larger ones, their nipples rubbing against each other. The small movements that the rods made inside Bella were turning her own, even though she couldn't move. Maybe especially because she couldn't move. She could feel Jordan moving around them, securing Trish's hands to the back of Bella's chair.

A hard hand hefted her own breast, massaging it and pinching the nipple. She squirmed in the chair, as her pussy gushed, feeling answering movement in Trish. 

Suddenly pain flared in the tiny bud, and Bella shrieked into Trish's mouth, who immediately pulled away. A shiny clamp was now decorating Bella's nipple, a short chain hanging from it, and Jordan was already pinching Trish's nipple, pulling her closer to Bella.

"No, please don't, Sir," Trish begged, looking up at Jordan. 

"Be a good little girl and hold still," he said firmly, giving her bottom a hefty whack that had her jumping on the fake cock inside of her. Bella groaned, her holes clenching as the rods quivered inside of her. "You can take it."

The clamp closed down around Trish's nipple, connecting her to Bella's by the short chain, which was only a few inches long. 

"Ow, ow, ow," Trish chanted under her breath as she squirmed, her head arching back. Her nipples were longer than Bella's and the clamp made the jutting rosebud look even more obscene, especially when it was connecting her to Bella's body. Since she was already aroused, Bella felt the clamp as a heady mix of pleasure and pain, besides which, she'd gotten used to such a dichotomy during sex. Going by Trish's reaction and the eager lust on Jordan's face, she guessed that the younger woman wasn't.

Walking around to the other side, Jordan did the same thing, connecting the two women nipple to nipple. Now every time either of them moved, they both felt it as pain in the nipples and pleasure in their pussies. 

Which meant they both cried out when Jordan smacked Trish's ass. Tears sparked in her big blue eyes as she jerked, her back arching, making the chain between the clamps jiggle, and both of them writhe on the fake cocks. Bella bit her lip to keep quiet as Jordan smacked Trish's ass again, pleasure and pain sizzling through her. 

The prods suddenly came to life, vibrating, and both Bella and Trish moaned. Trish couldn't stop herself from writhing, going up and down slightly on the humming cock, pulling at both of their nipples. 

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Jordan spanked Trish's ass, hard, watching as the two women writhed in response, their bodies becoming overwhelmed by all the sensations richoting through them. Every time Trish's body would lift, in response to the hard slaps, Bella's nipples were tugged upwards, but because of the restraints on the chair, her body couldn't follow. The resultant downward pull on Trish's nipples made the blonde whimper and squirm as she settled back down, relieving the pressure on both their nipples, only to be met with another hard slap to her ass. The elaborate dildos hummed inside of them, Trish's body fucking the longest shaft as Bella was only able to squirm on top of hers. 

When Jordan finally stopped spanking her, Trish sagged on top of Bella for a moment, but she couldn't stop squirming. Her pussy was creaming, juices dripping down onto Bella's thighs, and both of them were beginning to throb with the need to cum. Bella moaned, trying to move on her own, needing more, and after a moment, Trish began to lift and lower again, her clamped nipples rubbing against Bella's, causing painful sparks to flare against their pleasure. 

Kneeling behind her, Jordan did something to make Trish stiffen and squeal. "Please Sir, it's too big... it's too much..."

"Shhhh, it'll fit. Pet's stuffed in both holes, just ask her." The lascivious wickedness in Jordan's voice, his eyes shining over Trish's shoulder, made Bella shudder. She tilted her head back as Jordan began to thrust into Trish, feeling his movements by the way Trish reacted, tugging on both of their nipples as she tried to relieve the pressure on her holes by moving away from Jordan's dick. It only made both girls whimper as their nipples were pulled taut by the clamps, and there was nowhere else for Trish to go.

The tugging on her nipples made Bella arch her back as she found herself focusing on the vid screen again. Alex was cumming, thrusting his hips rhythmically forward into the mouth of the woman kneeling at his feet, his ass and back bright red as the Wolf continued to rain down blows with the long strands of the leather flogger. 

"Pleeeeeeeeeease," Trish begged, her voice a long squeal, going higher and higher as she arched and pulled, making Bella shriek as her distended nipples were tugged on painfully. Then Trish let out a noise like a strangled sob, her body descending, and Bella knew that she was now stuffed in both holes; the long toy in her front and Jordan's cock buried in her ass. His fingers dug into the soft flesh above her hips, pulling her down, and Bella could only feel relief as the stress on her throbbing nipples was ameliorated. 

The constant stimulation was making her feel high, but she wasn't receiving enough pleasurable stimulation to climax. 

Jordan began to move, fucking Trish's ass, forcing her to fuck the cock that connected her to Bella, making both girls moan as the toy massaged their insides and their distended nipples pulled as Trish was pushed up and down. Just like before, Bella couldn't do anything but sit and take what was given to her, unable to stop the sensation or help to increase them so that she could come.

Blinking, she stared up at the screen behind Jordan, Trish's breathy moans filling her ears, as she watched the Wolf laying Alex back on the bed.

******

His cock felt like it had been rubbed raw, just like his back did, from his shoulders down to his knees. The flogger had made his skin feel itchy, sensitive, and the scrape of soft fabric against it was like sandpaper. Just like the Wolf's hand as it brushed over the length of his dick. Even that didn't turn Alex on, he was just burning inside and out, front and back, and it was like he was losing his mind in his need to keep cumming even after he'd already orgasmed. The need didn't go away; it was a hot itch that tingled up his spine and made his balls tighten, even though they were already emptied. He'd cum twice in Zander's ass, and the second time he'd barely leaked a few drops. 

If he hadn't been pulled away, he probably would have kept fucking the other man, but the Wolf had wanted to whip him, putting on a show while Zander and Maureen watched. They were still involved in the orgy, but they were also voyeurs, excited by seeing the hedonistic depravity of the Wolf's court. Having been around the Wolf for so long, Alex knew it for the show that it was. Yes, the Wolf was enjoying himself, but he didn't personally care what experience Maureen and Zander had, as long as they took word of it back to the Moon. The whole thing was carefully choreographed to enhance the Wolf's reputation, to give them something to talk about. 

Everyone on the Moon was so obsessed with the Wolf and his sexual excess, with the dangers of visiting Earth, with the captives that were taken... they missed everything else about him. This really was a show, a distraction, some sleight of hand. This was not the worst side of the Wolf, but it was the most visible because he made it so.

And right now, Alex was a part of it.

He couldn't even fight back as the Wolf pressed him down onto the bed, his body was throbbing crazily with the need to cum again. The woman giving him a blow job while the Wolf had whipped him had made him climax, but he hadn't had any juice left to give her. And he still felt like he was about to crawl of his skin with the need that was eating him from the inside out.

The Wolf hooked his arms under Alex's legs, bending him nearly in half as he dragged Alex's ass to the edge of the bed. His cock was slick with lube, having hardened again while he'd been whipping Alex. Pressing it against Alex's ass, the Wolf grinned savagely as he thrust forward. 

Alex's body bowed under the assault, his sphincter burning as it was forced open and the Wolf's cock pushed deep in one thrust. The same way that Alex had shoved into Zander. He groaned, writhing, his hands digging into the bed rather than hitting out at the Wolf, because he need it. The line between pain and pleasure had already blurred, and his cock pulsed as the head of the Wolf's dick rubbed over Alex's prostate. 

As the Wolf began fucking him, hard and deep, Alex thought his balls might explode from the glorious pressure; he could feel them squeezing down on their own, as if they were trying to produce more sperm for him to cum. Groaning, he felt himself melting into the sensations, a kind of delicious freedom roiling through him as he gave up the fight and just let the Wolf fuck his ass. The aphrodisiac made it not only easy, but necessary.

Staring up at the ceiling, Alex jerked when he suddenly heard the familiar sound of Bella's moans. It only took him a second to realize that she was on the large screen, Trish sandwiched between her and Jordan. A scene of lust and sexual torment, very similar to what he was experiencing. 

Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Maureen and Zander pointing excitedly, exclaiming over the sighting of the Wolf's other captive. The soldiers around them had all settled down to just heavy petting and writhing, rather than actually fucking, taking a break so that they could fully enjoy watching Alex and the Wolf, and now Trish, Jordan and Bella. Some of the Moon couple's words drifted through Alex's consciousness; later they would enrage him although right now he could barely understand their meaning.

"It's her! It's her!"

"Oh my god that's the other one... holy shit that's hot..."

"... do you think that feels like?... that's so cool..."

"... wish they were down here... why aren't they?"

"Can we join them?"

The Wolf pounded harder into Alex's body, leaning forward and bending Alex's legs even more. His lips parted in what was almost a snarl, his eyes boring into Alex's, even as his cock invaded Alex's insides. 

"Do you hear them?" he whispered, his voice filled with the same disgust and contempt that Alex felt for the pair. "Do you begin to see?"

The words didn't make sense, not now, although they would later, and Alex could only shake his head as the Wolf forced his cock in deeper, harder. The ribbed muscles of the Wolf's belly rubbed over Alex's red, overly sensitive shaft, and he groaned, shifting and writhing as his ass clenched down and his own cock bounced between their bodies. It was pleasure and pain, fury and lust, soundless pleasure and screaming rage. 

He yelled as he came, his cock jerking emptily, tiny dribbles of fluid gathering at the tip. Heat flooded his insides as the Wolf howled, throwing his head back and grinding himself against Alex's ass, his cock throbbing against the tight inner walls of Alex's body as he spewed cum into the dark hole. The sounds of orgasm filled the room, not just Alex's and the Wolf's, but the familiar breathy cry of Bella's as she came. 

******

When Alex opened his eyes, for a moment he thought he'd gone blind, before he realized that it was just dark. His cock rubbed against the sheets as he moved, and he clenched his jaw against the whimpering groan that expanded inside of his chest. Every inch of his dick felt battered and stripped bare. After the Wolf had fucked his ass, everything had descended back into an orgy, surrounded by the sight of Bella on the screen, writhing with Trish and Jordan. To Alex's relief, she'd never been brought down to join them. 

Cold fury swept over him as he remembered the child-like excitement of Maureen and Zander. As if they'd somehow thought that everything they'd witnessed was a movie or a game. They'd wanted Bella's presence, had been thrilled to see her on the screen, as if she was some kind of real celebrity and not a victim of the Wolf's cruelty. 

More clearly than ever, Alex was beginning to understand how the Wolf worked. Staring up into the darkness, it was like his brain had sorted through the information when he was unconscious, and now he could see the implications, the ramifications of the Wolf's actions. Bring in the day captives, show them the debauchery, the sexual thrills that even the Moon couldn't provide, the taboo and danger than the children of the Moon craved, and add in a dash of celebrity, and suddenly who cares about what else the Wolf does?

He could cover the other criminals on Earth, cover most of his own misdeeds, because what the media cared about, what the citizens of the Moon cared about, was hearing all the juicy, illicit details of the Wolf's decadent sex life. It was almost a cultural obsession at this point. Details about crimes he and his men committed only added a dash of salacious danger to the main meat of the stories that came out about him, which always revolved around the captives he took. The mystery, the fact that captives who were with him for any length of time, never told their stories, only added to the intrigue and interest.




Taken by the Wolf Ch. 23



The Wolf was a smokescreen. For both himself, and the other crime lords on Earth. Alex and Bella were nothing more than props, just like the captives before them. 

Yet, Alex couldn't help remembering the disgust he'd felt at Maureen and Zander's flagrant interest. His contempt for their soft minds, their immature outlooks. Before being taken by the Wolf, Alex had never questioned the obsession most of the people of the Moon had with the Wolf, even if he hadn't shared it. Even then, he'd at least been intrigued by it, he'd always listened to the media stories about the Wolf. Now he felt as though those memories belonged do a different man altogether. A different man, with a different life. 

The man he was now, the man he was becoming, was starting to disturb him.



Taken by the Wolf Ch. 24



There was... something about that sigil. Bella stared at it. Beside her, Alex was still asleep, looking incredibly worn out. His brow was creased, even in slumber. She wanted to reach out and smooth the wrinkles away, but she was worried about waking him up when he obviously needed the rest. So instead she stared at the wall.

No, that wasn't quite true.

She stared at the sigil. 

Moving as quietly as possible, she got up out of the bed, careful not to disturb Alex, and padded over the wall. Wincing slightly as her pussy twinged between her legs. All of her private parts were sore after yesterday, especially her nipples. Jordan had not gone easy on her or Trish, although at least they hadn't fucked for as long as Alex had. She could still barely believe how long the orgy had gone on downstairs, while Jordan had bathed her and Trish together after all the sex. He'd been remarkably solicitous, although nowhere near as tender with her as he was with the little blonde.

Tracing her fingers delicately over the sigil, she wondered why it felt familiar to touch it. Why her emotions quivered, as if it was important that she was doing this. 

"What are you doing?"

Alex's voice was hoarse, rough. She turned, feeling strangely guilty, snatching her fingers away from the wall. Looking rumpled, and yet still attractive, he was staring at her from the center of the bed, his eyes caressing her body as if he was looking her over for any signs of injury. Warmth bloomed inside of her chest as she moved back towards him, wanting to feel the false safety of his arms around her.

"Trying to remember something, I think," she said, as she crawled back onto the bed. It felt so natural, so right, to just snuggle up next to him, ignoring the soreness of her nipples as they pressed against his hard chest. Maybe if she remembered something, he would too. "Something about the sigil."

He frowned and glanced over at the wall. "That thing? It's all over the place."

"I know... I just... I don't know. Maybe it's nothing." Especially if Alex couldn't remember, because whatever they'd been made to forget, both of them must have known. 

He hugged her tightly, stroking his hand over her hair. "I think I figured something out."

"What?" she asked eagerly, hope sparking in her chest. 

But it wasn't about the sigil or about their memory loss, it was about the Wolf. The way he manipulated the people of the Moon, using the captives as a red herring to deflect attention from his other activities and the other criminals who controlled Earth. Listening to Alex, it was like puzzle pieces coming together in Bella's head. 

It all made so much sense, it even explained why no one had picked up on the connection between the Wolf and the Moon at any point, how easy it would be for him to hide his involvement with someone in the Moon government. Even if someone did find out, they would probably assume that the Moon official was trying to get the captives released. Everything everyone thought about the Wolf always revolved around the captives and the debauchery. 

Only Bella, Alex, and the other captives who were held for long periods of time were in a position to see the truth, and they were definitely in the minority. Still...

"Why hasn't anyone spoken up before?" she murmured into Alex's chest hair, her fingers stroking over his skin as she thought. 

"Maybe they didn't figure it out. Or maybe it's the memory drugs," Alex said tightly. His voice roughened. "We're going to get out of here Bella. Before he can drug us. We're going to get out of here and expose him."

He made it sound so simple, that for a moment, Bella truly believed him. But then she remembered the Moon documents, the mystery still surrounding that. Somehow she had to figure out what was going on before they left. Not that Alex was any closer to finding an escape route.

The sigil flashed in her mind again and she shook her head to clear it. 

******

They were left alone all day, which was a relief to Alex. Soldiers came by with food and the cream that they applied to each other, sighing with relief as the healing balm immediately soothed their soreness. In the afternoon, the vid screen flicked on, showing them the news for the second time since they'd been captured.

The excitement coming off the screen, from the reporters, as well as Maureen and Vincent, was palpable and it made Alex feel sick to his stomach, even as anger rose up in his chest. They confirmed that Bella and Alex had been taken by the Wolf, and had glossed over exactly what had happened during the orgy, describing it in vague terms meant to tantalize. The way the Moon worked, someone would end up paying them for a more detailed description, that wouldn't appear in interviews but would be disseminated throughout the population. 

Sheep, all of them, with the Wolf as their shepherd. An antiquated notion for people on the Moon, but there were still herds on Earth. 

Bella watched, sitting on the bed with her knees up to her chest and her chin resting atop them, her face stoic and pale. Alex found that he couldn't sit still. He was too angry, to disgusted. Especially since there was still no mention of Trish, and he knew very well that she'd come from the Moon as well. Why the disconnect? Was it only because his and Bella's families were so prominent?

Even worse was when they finally interviewed the families. They were relieved to know that Bella and Alex were alive and, basically well, and begged the Wolf to release them soon. Then the program switched over to Ken and Lisa, who said that they had "come together" in their time of distress and they didn't blame Bella or Alex for anything that they'd been forced to do in captivity. Alex sneered. 

"Oh stop," Bella said quietly, in response to Alex's growling curses against his ex-girlfriend and former best friend. He seriously hoped his parents didn't believe that bullshit for one second. "Who cares what they say anyway, you and I know the truth."

"The truth is that there's something seriously wrong going on," Alex said shortly. It burned him to know that he'd never realized how wrong, never even looked at it, until the situation had affected him directly. 

"With the Wolf?"

"No, with our fucking society!" Alex waved his hand at the screen. "With that! They're excited, can't you feel it? They're feeding off of this, not just the reporters, but everyone who's watching it. They don't care about what goes on down here on Earth, as long as it doesn't effect them."

Bella watched him pace for another long minute. 

"We were the same," she said quietly.

"I know," Alex said, bitterly. It was the truth, and it chafed him, but he wasn't going to be a complete hypocrite and deny it. "I tell myself I wasn't as bad, because I didn't care about learning every detail, but in some ways that's almost worst. Indifference instead of interest. The Wolf is acting like some ancient Roman dictator, and we're his gladiators. We're his circus. It doesn't just distract and entertain his people, but ours too."

"When we get back to the Moon, we'll do something about it," she said, although her tone of voice was uncertain. Because, of course, they didn't know if anyone on the Moon was involved, or what kind of hold the Wolf might have over the Moon's government. They knew that there was some kind of connection. 

They just didn't know how important that connection was.

******

"Where are we going?" asked Bella, as the soldiers escorting them took them past the door to the Wolf's main room. The throne room. Her voice was higher pitched than normal; as much as she hated the afternoons with the Wolf and his soldiers, it was something of a routine. They either went to the Wolf's main room or back to their room; deviations from that routine were dangerous. Unpredictable. And usually heralded something very, very bad. 

Glancing over at Alex, she could see that he was anxious too; but, even though he was scowling, he looked like he was almost excited too. After all, they were being led to a part of the compound that they hadn't been in before. Most of the compound looked the same, but they knew the routes they usually took, they knew where the sigils on the walls were on those routes. These were new. She could almost see Alex filing all the information away into his head as he glanced around, taking in what directions other people were coming from, and the very little they could see when they happened to pass a window.

Her question went ignored, which didn't surprise her. She hadn't really been expecting a response, it had just been automatic to ask. Sometimes someone surprised her with an answer. Strangely, it was most often the Wolf who actually answered her questions.

"In here," one of the soldiers said, stepping aside and smirking at them as the door opened. Bella shot a look at the woman, who seemed almost sadistically happy. Whatever was beyond that doorway, it must not be good.

Stepping in ahead of Bella, Alex suddenly stopped. His shoulders were broad enough, and he was tall enough, that she couldn't see around him. 

"What is it?" she whispered, peering around his arm, which had tensed. His entire body had tensed all over, in fact. As soon as she saw what he was looking at, her blood froze.

Four people looked up from where they were sitting around the room, sprawled on comfortable chaises and lounges. Two women, two men. To look at, they were just four, completely normal people, relaxing and chatting in a room that was made for it. The problem was, they shouldn't have been there at all.

Prime Richard Dillon was comfortably seated on a small couch with Prime Commander Esther Marquis. Lounging on a chaise was Secondary Prime Lorena Paulson, and Minister of Earth Relations, and all too familiar to Bella, Kenneth Pratchett, Sr. Her boyfriend - her FORMER boyfriend's father. The leader of the Moon's government, his right hand woman, the commanding officer of the Moon's admittedly small military force, and the man who was supposed to be the government's liason between the Moon and Earth. All of them looking entirely too comfortable in the Wolf's compound.

Four heads turned to see Bella and Alex's entrance, their eyes widening as they looked over their naked bodies. Of course, the officials were all fully clothed. 

"Is it that time already?" Lorena asked, pushing herself up from a lounging to a sitting position, her short brown hair swinging about her face. In her late forties, Lorena looked more like a woman in her mid-twenties; she had obviously taken advantage of all of the youthening and beautifying treatments that could be had on the Moon. 

A sudden hissing sound made all of them look up, including Bella and Alex. She clung to the Alex's back as a barely visible mist filled the room. It smelled sickly sweet and it made her skin tingle the second she took a breath, but it was filling the room so quickly that it was impossible not to breathe it in. 

"What is that?" Alex asked, his voice strongly demanding. It reassured her to hear him, not backing down for a moment. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"Negotiations," Ken Sr. drawled, shuddering slightly as he drew in a deep breath. None of the officials looked concerned. The Prime Commander looked more resigned than anything else; out of all of them, she was the only one who looked uncomfortable and gave Alex and Bella an apologetic look. Richard and Lorena both looked expectant and Ken Sr. looked downright eager. He was looking straight at Bella, with eyes so much like his son's that it was disturbing; especially with the intensity of his gaze.

The tingling feeling in her body intensified and she groaned as she suddenly recognized what she was feeling. Alex was beginning to tremble under her hands and she knew what was happening.

The officials were all standing and beginning to strip off their clothes. Alex sank to the ground in front of her, on all fours, as if he was controlling his urges by mere force of will, hanging onto his self-control by his fingernails. Bella could feel her own willpower rapidly dwindling as her nipples hardened, her pussy lips plumped, and when she shifted she could feel the slick wetness that had gathered between her legs. 

"Noooo," she breathed the word out on a moan, her hand coming down on Alex's shoulder and her fingers digging in. Pleadingly, she looked at Esther, a trim and fit woman who had allowed her black hair to go grey at her temples, eschewing the usual Moon obsession with youthfulness. She was the only one who looked like she might also be trying to resist the aphrodisiac that had filled the room. "Why? Why are you doing this?"

Esther bit her lip, looking ashamed, but it was Ken Sr. who answered.

"Because we have to," he said, pulling off his pants and underwear. His erection stood straight up, glistening at the tip. He didn't sound the slightest bit uncomfortable, and the way his eyes roved over her naked body made her want to throw up. Well, it made her want to WANT to throw up. She was too horny right not to feel anything but the pulsing need in her core. "The Wolf tapes all of this, you know, to ensure our silence."

"But what the hell are you doing down here in the first place?" Alex asked, his voice raspy, husky with combined fury and arousal. His head tilted up and Bella was sure that he was glaring at them. "You weren't trying to free us."

It was an accusation, hurled right at them, and the moment he said it, Bella knew it was true. They hadn't been surprised by Alex and Bella's appearance, or disturbed by the gas that filled the room. There was every indication that the officials knew exactly what was going on. That they'd done this before. 

"It's the Wolf," the Prime of the Moon growled. He had pulled the Esther in closer to him and was caressing her unabashedly, not even trying to fight the effects of the aphrodisiac. In fact, he looked like he was enjoying himself. At least Esther looked like she didn't want to be enjoying herself, even though she was. "He holds certain things that we need ransom. Like oxygen and food. It's a trade, we can't do anything about it."

Bella gasped. "The Moon is self-sufficient!"

That's what they learned in school. The Moon had hydroponics, gardens that filled the domes with air, that fed the people. Everything they could possibly need was up on the Moon, they had stopped being reliant on the earth for the necessities of life over a century ago.

Both Lorena and Ken Sr. laughed, moving towards her and Alex. 

"No, it's so much cheaper to get what we need from Earth... the demands of our people are too high for us to be able to keep up with them. The size of gardens we'd need, just for the housing facilities... but that's sweet, Bella," Ken Sr. said, coming closer. The import of his words wouldn't be fully realized till later, when she would think about it and understand. The people of the Moon were constantly expanding, beyond what they needed or could support. They were trading with the criminal war lords on Earth to keep up the fiction. The price was their children to the Wolf, and who knew what else. And the Wolf kept them on a short leash by involving them in the captures, involving them in the depravity, so that if they ever tried to turn on them, he could show their complicity. Was it everyone? Or only these four? Then again, with these four involved, would anyone else on the Moon even need to be? Bella swayed, wanting to run, frozen in place. Ken Sr. wrapped his hand around his cock, his eyes never leaving her face as he pumped his fist around the fat rod. "I've always thought you were sweet. Sexy."

"Leave her alone," Alex growled, starting to stand, trying to shield her from the approaching older man. Lorena moved fast; she darted forward, pushing Alex so that he stumbled back against the door. Just as quickly, she was on her knees, sucking his cock into her mouth. He groaned, protesting, but when his hands landed on her head he wound his fingers into her hair instead of pushing her off. Bella didn't blame him; she was shaking with the need for someone to touch her pussy, to rub her swollen clit. 

Even if that someone was her former boyfriend's father.

"Get away," she whispered, half-heartedly as the the older man finally reached her. He didn't even bother to respond, pulling her against him with one arm, his free hand latching onto her breast like a suction cup and squeezing hard enough to hurt. Bella winced and gasped, which opened her lips enough for him to thrust his tongue in.

She hated the feeling of sexual excitement that surged through her at finally being touched. The kiss was deep, and even as her mind revolted, her body thrilled at the sensation of firm fingers squeezing and needing her breast, of the pulsing erection that was pressing against her front. The way his arm was wrapped around her lower back forced her lower body against him, making it impossible for her to pull away even if she had the willpower to overcome the drugs coursing through her system.

"Bring her over here, Ken," Richard said, his voice filled with lust. "I want to see the women go at it."

To Bella's relief, her ex's father pulled away from the kiss, although he groped at her ass as he pushed her towards Esther and Richard. The Prime had settled himself against the arm of the couch, he had Esther between his legs with her back against his front, and he was cupping and squeezing her breasts, rolling her nipples between his fingers. The woman arched her back, thrusting her breasts up into his hands and she writhed, twisting slightly as her legs rubbed together, trying to put enough pressure on her clit to relieve the ache inside of her. Bella knew just how she felt. 

A short, forceful shove sent her toppling on top of the other woman, putting them breast to breast, and Esther reached up to pull Bella down, melding their lips together in a kiss. Kissing her wasn't nearly as repugnant as kissing Ken Sr. had been, although Bella had another moment of shock when she realized that she was making out with the military commander of the Moon's armed forces. The leader of the Moon was now fondling both of their breasts at the same time, apparently uncaring whose nipples he was pinching, and making both of them writhe together.

Esther's legs came up and around Bella's body so that she could rub her pussy against Bella's mound. They both moaned into each other's mouths as fingers pushed into their pussies simultaneously. She was no longer thinking about whose fingers they were, just about how good they felt inside of her, twisting and pushing and fucking her deep.

******

Rage only seemed to fuel Alex's lust. Even though Lorena had been the one to shove his dick down her throat, she had lost any control she'd had the moment she'd done that. Alex was face-fucking her, slamming his cock down her throat and he didn't particularly care that she seemed to love it. He ignored her gurgles and moans, other than for the pleasure he felt as they vibrated up his cock, her vocal cords fluttering around the length of his thrusting dick. She had one hand on his thigh, uselessly trying to brace herself against him; her other hand was buried in her pussy as she rode her own hand.

As much as he wanted to go over and tear Ken's father off of Bella, he couldn't bring himself to completely pull out of Lorena's hot, sucking mouth. Even with as hard as he was using her face, his hands on the back of her head to bury his cock down her throat over and over again, her tongue kept eagerly dancing over every inch of him and she kept up a hard suction that made his knees weak. 

"Fuck!" His hands tightened on her hair as he watched Ken Sr. slide his wet fingers out of the women's pussies and grab Bella's hips, lining himself up and replacing his fingers with his dick. The older man moaned as he sank into his son's ex-girlfriend's hole, throwing his head back like he was in utter ecstasy. 




Taken by the Wolf Ch. 24



Growling murderously, he thrust hard into Lorena's mouth and groaned as he finally came, her throat quivering around his cock as he shot jet after jet of cum straight into her belly. Her throat muscles worked, and her eyes rolled up into the back of her head. That's when Alex realized she was cumming too, her cries of ecstasy completely muffled by his dick, her hand furiously rubbing her clit.

Jerking her head back, he held onto his cock with one hand and slapped her across the face with it. It wasn't something he had ever done before, but at the moment he hated her and everything he stood for, and he wanted to humiliate her the way he felt humiliated and degraded. Lorena just whimpered and he slapped her other cheek with his dick, viciously glad that he was still rock hard and that it had to hurt at least a little. The wet smacking sound was grotesque, and she winced, but she didn't try to stop him. 

"Fuck me," she gasped out, grabbing onto him when he would have tried to slide past her. Even though his brain tried to stop him, Alex found himself on his knees, between her thighs, his cock sliding into her already sopping pussy. She moaned wildly, the sound grating on his ears. 

"Shut the fuck up," he growled, putting his hand over mouth so that he didn't have to listen. The heat of her pussy was scalding his dick, squeezing him so tightly that it felt like her cunt was choking his dick. With the amount of work she'd had done to the rest of her body, he felt sure that she'd had treatments to her pussy to make it tighter than it would have been otherwise. It was heaven and hell, and he wanted to pound her into the ground. He wanted her to feel him for days, and not in a good way like he would have with Bella. 

Hearing Bella cry out in pleasure, he looked up to see that the foursome on the couch had shifted position slightly. Ken Sr. had dragged Bella down so that her face was level with Esther's pussy, which was filled with Richard's cock. He was still fucking her from behind as she licked Esther's clit and the base of Richard's cock as he fucked the commander. 

Watching them, Alex pressed his hand down harder on Lorena's mouth as she wrapped her legs around his hips.

******

Her ex's father was fucking her... and it felt fantastic. Some part of Bella's mind was screaming with horror, while another one was eagerly moaning with pleasure, another was encompassed in watching Richard watch her between Esther's legs, and the last part, a distant part, was comparing Ken and his father in bed. Which wasn't fair, because the aphrodisiac was making her unbearably horny and sensitive, but it did seem like Ken Sr. knew just how to drag his dick out of her so that the crown rubbed over her g-spot, before shoving back into her so deep and rough that it took her breath away. 

Wet fingers pressed against her anus and she wriggled, hating and loving the sensation all at once.

"Fuck yeah..." Ken Sr. said, groaning as his fingers burrowed into her ass, his thrusts slowing so accommodate the double invasion. "I've dreamed about this ass."

Bella shuddered. That was not something she needed to know. Ever. But even with the other moans and sounds of pleasure around them, she couldn't shut out Ken Sr.'s voice.

"Bet this ass isn't virgin anymore." The smirk in his voice was humiliating. How had he even known? Her pussy clenched, as if trying to push his cock out of her, trying to push out the unwanted knowledge. "Oh yeah, prissy little Bella, I heard my son complaining to his friends about what a prude you were... wonder what he'd think if he could see you now."

Ken Sr's breath was hot on her back as he leaned over her, his thrusts coming faster and harder, his excitement over fucking her specifically was palpable. Bella sucked hard on Esther's clit, letting the other woman's loud cries of ecstasy drown out anything more that Ken Sr. might have to say to her. Her own pussy was hot and tingling, the burgeoning ache coming to a crossroads, and she knew that she wasn't going to be able to avoid cumming while he fucked her.

Especially when he slid his fingers out of her ass and reached around her body, his thrusts becoming even more forceful, and he sought out her swollen clit. She cried out as he pinched the tender bud, the sharp, sudden pain setting off her orgasm, and her pussy clamped down on him as the waves of pleasure swept over her, making her buck beneath him. Groaning loudly, he tightened his grip on her young body, hips bucking as he pumped her cunt full of his cum. 

******

He could see Richard coming, but he didn't stop fucking Lorena. He was so close to cumming again and he needed it, he could feel it like a fizzing pain in the base of his spine. The other man's cock was glossy with cream, completely coated in it, and his eyes were locked onto watching Alex's cock piston in and out of Lorena's tight pussy.

It occurred to Alex that the Prime liked to watch as much as he liked to participate. 

Alex nearly lost it when the man sidled behind him, and two wet fingers began to probe Alex's ass. The slight stretch and burn made his cock throb, and he was forcefully reminded of when he'd fucked Bella, just like this, and the Wolf had taken him in the ass. The Wolf, who had trapped him and Bella in a room with these assholes and drugged all of them, so that Alex and Bella couldn't even say no and mean it. 

The fingers pushed deep, pressing against his prostate, and Alex groaned, his head bowing down as the movement of Richard's fingers began to dictate his thrusts into Lorena. 

"That's it," the Prime's voice, so familiar from newscasts and speeches that Alex had watched over the years, washed over him. In this situation it was deeply unsettling, and yet not nearly enough to help Alex counteract the aphrodisiac. "Fuck her hard. She likes it rough."

The fingers in Alex's ass twisted and he shouted, his body bowing as his ass cheeks clenched and cum boiled up from his balls. He was completely vulnerable as he came, pumping Lorena full of her second load of cum from him, and he couldn't stop Richard from moving behind him and prying open his ass cheeks. Pain and ecstasy mingled as the other man shoved his dick into Alex's ass, making his own cock throb as his orgasm swelled even higher, like the dick in his ass was forcing the cum out of his own cock and into Lorena's pussy. 

Fire and heat slid up his spine as Richard buried himself, coarse hair scraping against Alex's sensitive cheeks, his sphincter protesting the suddenness of its new dimensions. Lorena writhed beneath him, even more excited now. His cock was as rock hard as ever, despite having just filled her, and as Richard's dick dragged out of him, his own hips moved in response. It was just like being between Bella and the Wolf, except now he was glad as Richard set a pounding rhythm that made Lorena whimper as the weight of two men came down on her. 

*****

"That's it," Ken Sr.'s voice was filled with sick excitement. "Lick out that cream pie."

Salt, sweet, bitter musk filled Bella's mouth as she did exactly what she was told, licking Esther's pussy clean of Richard's cum. It was like her entire body was being taken over by sex, inside and out. Ken Sr. had left her pussy stuffed full of his cock and now he was grinding his body against hers, making his balls rub over her clit while she ate the older woman out. 

Esther was moaning, her hands tangled in Bella's hair as she pressed the brunette into her pussy. The reluctance that she'd shown at the beginning of this had been completely wiped away by the demands of the orgy. She was moaning and rubbing her pussy up and down, practically demanding another orgasm. 

Out of the corner of her eye, Bella could see Alex, trapped between the Prime and Prime Second. For a moment, she almost envied him. Ken Sr. was so focused on her that she found it incredibly disturbing, especially because he was so vocal about his sexual interest in her. She felt sick knowing that he had fantasized about her before, while she was dating his son. He'd known that something like today was coming; had he anticipated it? Been looking forward to it?

The fact that she couldn't stop her body from responding to him only made her feel worse. 

His fingers tugged at her nipples, making her clench around him as her body began to work its way towards orgasm again. Towards the pleasure that the drugs demanded. Bella moaned, sucking and licking at Esther's pussy as Ken Sr. began to slowly glide his cock back and forth inside of her, his languid thrusts pushing her face into the other woman's pussy. 

Esther climaxed on Bella's tongue, again and again, while Ken Sr. fucked her, his hands rubbing all over her body. As much time as he spent squeezing and tugging on her breasts, he spent even more time squeezing her ass cheeks. Some of the time she was sure that he was holding them apart so that he could watch his cock as it pierced her pussy, other times he was more obsessed with running his thumb over the crinkled rosebud of her anus. Bella clenched every time he did so, hating the whispers that came at the same time, about how much he looked forward to fucking her sweet ass, chuckling over the fact that he knew his son hadn't.

He was sick.

And she was getting off anyway.

Suddenly Esther was moving away and Lorena was sliding into place. Bella blinked; she'd lost track of time somehow. Richard was pulling Esther from the couch to slide her in between him and Alex, stuffing her in both holes with cock. Alex was on the bottom, so that Esther was riding him, while Richard shoved into her from behind, and she screamed with pleasure at being filled so quickly. 

"Suck the cum out of my pussy, pretty Pet," Lorena ordered, shoving her sloppy cunt against Bella's mouth. Cum was dripping from it, at least two loads of Alex's jizz sliding between the swollen folds. Not that Bella had much time to look at it before she was being forced to lick Lorena's slit, swallowing the warm cum as it leaked from her pussy while Lorena moaned and writhed with pleasure. 

That was when Ken Sr. finally decided to pull out of Bella's pussy, and shove into her ass. She cried out as the tiny hole was stretched fast and hard, forced open by the thick girth of his penis. He burrowed in deep; no more lazy strokes, he was shoving her face into Lorena's pussy, making Bella cry out with pain and pleasure as her insides spasmed. 

"Fuck, I knew you'd have a hot ass," he said, groaning as his fingers dug into her hips. "My son has no idea what he was missing."

Bella shuddered, her anus squeezing and making her burn as the friction of his cock increased when she tightened around him. It felt so good and so awful at the same time. She wanted to vomit, and instead she just kept sucking cum from Lorena's pussy, her jaw aching as she licked and sucked the older woman's folds. Lorena was moaning, loudly, playing with her tits and encouraging Ken Sr. to fuck Bella's ass harder.

It was pain and pleasure, and finally Bella gave up the struggle and just let go. Almost immediately, pleasure crashed over her and she rode the wave into oblivion.

******

When he woke up, he didn't hurt anymore. Which was weird, because he distinctly remembered hurting in places where he hadn't known places existed when he'd finally passed out. 

Not gone to sleep. Passed out. In the middle of a fuck fest that put even the Wolf's festivities to shame. He didn't know if the gas had kept pumping into the room or what, but they'd all fucked until they'd dropped. Some of them had kept fucking after that. He'd pulled Ken Sr. off of Bella's unconscious form and bent the older man over, shoving his cock into the bastard's ass and taking far too much joy in fucking him senseless. 

Alex couldn't even remember who he'd been fucking when he'd finally passed out too. He thought it might have been Esther and Richard again. His brains felt scrambled though, everything had blending together into a chaotic mess. The whole situation was FUBAR. Fucked Up Beyond All Recognition.

"We have to get out."

"What?" Bella lifted her head, blinking sleepily and looking around. She turned over, looking as though she thought the movement was going to hurt, and sighing in relief when it didn't. "They used the cream. Thank goodness."

"Yeah... but Bella, we have to escape. We have to get out of here and get back to the Moon and tell EVERYONE." There was more than just their own personal freedom at stake here; people needed to know what the fuck was going on. They needed to know that expansion of the habitat had to stop until they could support themselves, they needed to know that their resources were not what they thought they were, and they needed to know that at least four government officials were sacrificing citizens to the Wolf. 

Her face crumbled and she shuddered, brushing her hands over her skin, and he immediately felt bad, knowing that she was remembering something from yesterday. At first he reached out, but then he hesitated, not sure if she'd want to be touched at all. To his relief, Bella saw the abrupt gesture and scooted across into his arms, sighing with a kind of relief as she pressed up against him. 

"Are you okay?" he murmured, running his hands over her skin, as if he could brush away the memories for her. 

"Yeah... I just... god, what the fuck is wrong with Ken's family? His poor mom..." Bella's voice trailed off as she shuddered. 

"I know. That's why we have to escape Bella, we have to get back home and stop this."

"We have to escape," she repeated, in a whisper. Alex didn't even notice the odd tone to her voice.

"Yeah... just think, if we can escape and make it back before the Wolf memory drugs us, we can tell everyone what's happening. We can stop it from happening to anyone else, tell them what's going on, make them understand that we have to get our resources under control so that we're not relying on the Earth anymore."

"We have to escape." Bella sat up and Alex felt concern wash through him. She sounded so strange, almost dreamy, and she was staring across the room at the wall. 

"Bella, are you okay?" he asked, brushing his hand over her shoulder. Her forehead was creased, like her head was hurting, and she was squinting her eyes at the sigil decorating the wall. Alex turned his head to stare at it too, but whatever she was seeing, he didn't see it. 

Scrambling onto all fours, Bella crawled off the bed and practically ran over to the wall. Sitting straight up on the bed, Alex watched her, confused, as she ran her fingers over the shape. Something stirred in the back of his brain, insistent but unfocused as he watched her. Like there was a hazy cloud in his mind, making it hard for him to think. 

Her fingers pressed against the sigil, the right end of the bar, the left end, the bottom curve, the top curve, and then three fingers on where the S intersected. And the wall beside her opened.

Eyes wide, hand trembling, Bella turned to look at Alex, her voice a hoarse whisper. "I remember."



Taken by the Wolf Ch. 25



They stared at the opening in the wall, and Bella backed away, remembering what had happened the last time she'd gone into the tunnels. Memories cascaded through her, like pictures slamming down into place inside of her head. Trish. Alex. Making love. The tunnel. Jordan. Trish's punishment. The Wolf! His words...

He'd told her how to get out. fly free...

"What the fuck..." Alex breathed out the words almost on a sigh. He clutched at his head and she realized he was feeling the same sensations that she had before she'd remembered. The pain, almost like a headache, but more like something was about to break through. Like a geyser about to burst, and when it had, she'd remembered everything. 

She still didn't know how or why, but it had happened.

It was a relief, actually, to have those old memories surging up and overwhelming everything, including what she and Alex had been through the day before. She could still barely comprehend what had happened with the Moon's Prime and the others. There was something seriously wrong with the Moon, not just the Prime, but with its people. They'd all been ignoring the Earth, taking it for granted, taking its people for granted, and the Wolf and his ilk were the result. In some ways, she couldn't even blame him, because it was her own people who were making it possible. 

How strange that even in her head, she differentiated. They were all from the same place originally, but she thought of the wealthy, pampered, sheltered people of the Moon as hers, and the more hardened people of Earth as the Wolf's. Perhaps it was just a difference in lifestyle, but in some ways, they might as well have been from entirely different worlds. 

Standing, Alex distracted her as he stared at the hole in the wall, walking towards it. As he did so, the door finally closed and he stopped, looking at her. "Can you open it again?"

"Yes..." she hesitated, because she was pretty sure what his response was going to be, and that it would be a mistake. "I know how to get out."

"What?"

"I just remembered," she whispered, her eyes going back to the smooth wall where the doorway was hidden. "The Wolf told me how to reach the exits from here..."

To her relief, Alex didn't immediately demand that they use that knowledge. Which was what she had honestly expected. Sometimes he could be so single-minded. Instead, he frowned, his brow wrinkling as he processed all the new information, as well as his old memories. 

"Last time, I just went exploring, and they caught me. Jordan caught me. And..." Bella's breath caught. "He punished Trish for telling me, and then the Wolf told me the fastest way to get out of the compound from here, using the tunnels. All we have to do is go straight down to the end."

"But how do we know it's not another trap?" Alex muttered, but she could tell that he was asking himself, not her. Turning away, he started pacing the floor, glancing up at the ceiling in the room. They knew there were cameras up there somewhere, they just didn't know exactly where or if they were turned on.

Bella still didn't know if Jordan had come upon her by chance in the tunnels last time, or if he'd been waiting for her. She didn't really want to run the risk again though; just the thought of being returned to Dr. Margolis was enough to make her shudder. 

Moving away from the door, she tried to push her fear aside. 

They waited for over an hour talking through options. Discussing risks. Waiting. Wondering. Finally, Bella's stomach began growling and she realized that no one had brought them breakfast yet. 

That was when the door finally opened. The regular door. The Wolf's soldiers had come for them.

******

"You were right."

"You shouldn't doubt me." There was a long pause, followed by a reluctant sigh. "I'm going to want replacements."

"Of course. Any preferences?"

A report slid across the desk. Within one glance, Jordan knew exactly what the Wolf wanted. He raised his eyebrows, but he wasn't entirely surprised. Mostly, he was surprised that the pair would be stupid enough to return to Earth.

******

After being fed and taken outside by the soldiers, Bella and Alex eschewed their usual work out in favor of more whispered conversation. Wondering if they'd been seen opening the passageway. Wondering what had taken so long this morning for someone to come and get them. Jordan was no where to be seen, and neither was Trish. Perhaps his absence had effected their schedule, rather than Bella's rediscovery of the secret passageways. There was no way of knowing. 

When the soldiers led them out of the garden enclosure, Alex tensed the moment they began to lead him and Bella down a different hallway than usual. It didn't lead to the the Wolf's main room, or back to their usual room, which made him immediately worry that the Wolf knew they'd found the passageway out.

He relaxed only slightly when he recognized the door they'd led them to: the Wolf's private chambers. Thanks to the healing cream, neither he nor Bella were sore from yesterday's orgy, but that didn't mean that he was looking forward to whatever twisted games the Wolf might want to play with them today. 

The Wolf wasn't alone in the room either. He was laid out on the bed, his hands behind his head, looking completely relaxed as a familiar red head bobbed up and down on his cock. At the side of the bed, Trace was looming, naked and erect, looking both jealous and aroused by the sight in front of him. The moment Alex and Bella walked in, the big man's eyes flicked up to them, widened, and settled on Bella, his expression becoming more eager by the second. Alex had to stifle his own possessive growl as Trace's eyes swept up and down Bella's naked body.

She shifted closer to him, her fingers twining in his, as if she could hide behind him. It grated on Alex that he couldn't provide the comfort or protection that she truly needed. He promised himself that after they escaped, once they were safe, he was going to make sure never to be in a position where he couldn't take care of her, ever again.

"Ah, Pet and Toy are here," the Wolf said, reaching down to stroke Cora's hair. She released his cock from her mouth, leaving it slick and shiny as she wrapped her hand around it, slowly pumping the long shaft as she looked over at them. The eagerness in her eyes made Alex shiver. Would he be able to distract her from Bella again? Some part of him hoped that the Wolf might help keep Cora from unleashing her more sadistic tendencies on Bella, but the Wolf had already proved himself unreliable when it came to shielding either of them. Sometimes he did, sometimes he didn't, and they never knew which it was going to be. 

"Lovely," Cora purred. "We've so been looking forward to playing with you again, haven't we Trace?" She shot a sidelong look at the man beside them, who immediately nodded his head. It suddenly occurred to Alex that Trace was looking somehow submissive, standing there, waiting for a word from his mistress. Perhaps she was his mistress in more than just employment. "You've kept Toy's collar off?"

"He'll behave," the Wolf said idly, his hand stroking down her body as she continued to fist his cock. "Won't you, Toy?" His green eyes gleamed, as if he knew something that Alex didn't. Alex nodded, because he would behave today. He didn't want to risk getting separated from Bella, not now that they'd recovered their lost memories and had a real chance at escape.

"Let's string Toy up on the bed so he can watch us play with the pretty Pet," Cora said, her eyes sparkling maliciously. She smiled at Trace. "You do want to play with the pretty Pet, don't you darling?"

"Yes Ma'am," Trace said, his deep voice eager. 

Alex growled again, but he didn't resist as the soldiers led him over to the bed.

******

Trying to hide herself behind the soldiers was silly and useless, but Bella couldn't seem to stop herself anyway. No one was touching her, or forcing her to move closer to the bed with them, but somehow she felt more exposed and vulnerable by herself, with no one else next to her. The Wolf, Cora and Trace all watched her as she trailed along behind Alex, shifting back and forth on her feet as the soldiers secured him to the large bed, his hands to the top of the frame, his legs to the bottom. 

Then the soldiers left, as the Wolf removed Cora's hand from his cock and rolled off the bed. He came over, and she trembled as he approached, her head tipping back to look at him. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Alex straining to look behind him - maybe just so that he didn't have to look at Cora, maybe so that he could see what the Wolf was doing to her. 

"Pretty Pet," the Wolf said, putting two fingers under her chin and keeping her head tilted back. Those piercing green eyes were almost frightening right now, the intensity of his gaze heightening her anxiety. "You were so good this morning, weren't you?" Bella's trembling increased, her breath stuttering as she realized that he HAD to be referring to the fact that she'd remembered the passageway but hadn't tried to escape. The Wolf knew. His lips lowered, his kiss almost gentle, and she parted her lips for him as his tongue delved in. It was the kiss of a lover, and it shocked her, nearly as much as discovering that he knew she'd remembered. "You're going to be rewarded now. Get on the bed."

Cora was on the bed, so Bella couldn't figure how he thought that would be a reward. Still trembling, she obeyed. 

"Trace has been so looking forward to playing with you," the older woman said as Bella crawled onto the bed. "I could almost be jealous. Except, of course, that I have been as well. Lay on your back and spread your legs. We want to see your pretty pink pussy. I bet Toy does too."

They'd placed Alex at the foot of the bed, so she looked at him, gaining what strength she could from his gaze, as she laid back and obediently spread her legs. It was heartening to see the reluctant excitement in Alex's eyes; knowing that he didn't want to be turned on in the situation, but that he couldn't help but be aroused by her. In his position, he would have the perfect view of her pussy as the pink folds spread, exposed and vulnerable. Bella shivered as the Wolf stepped up behind him and began running his hands up and down Alex's sides, making him tense and jerk slightly against his restraints. Already Alex's cock was beginning to harden.

Laying down next to Bella, facing her, Cora gave Trace a lazy look over her shoulder. "Come onto the bed, darling, I want to see you touch her." The big, bald man eagerly climbed onto the bed, kneeling between Bella's legs as his hands came down on her breasts. Cora didn't touch Bella, she just watched as Trace's huge hands engulfed her pale flesh, his fingers immediately seeking out her sensitive nipples, his large body looming over hers.

"Isn't that pretty?" Cora whispered to Bella, her voice filled with sexual excitement. "I love how dark he is, it's so unique, such a nice contrast to our skin." Bella shivered, but she didn't answer, as Trace leaned down and took one nipple into his mouth, sucking it deep and hard. 

This entire situation was confusing her; she didn't know what to expect or what was going on. She'd expected to be punished for recovering her memories, then the Wolf said this was a reward, but Cora had proven herself to be a cruel sadist, and yet Trace had been almost kind to Bella before... and now his hands and mouth were bringing her nothing but pure pleasure. He didn't bite or squeeze too hard, but he nibbled and nipped, his tongue flicking over the hard little buds which were beginning to ache, and he squeezed and kneaded her breasts just firmly enough to make her want to moan.

She dug her fingers into the mattress as her back arched slightly, thrusting her breasts up at Trace. The hot sucking of his mouth was sending flashes of pleasure straight down to her pussy, making her clench in time with his suckling as her pussy slicked. Cora was beside them, watching, her eyes practically glowing, and Bella realized that the woman was getting off on controlling Trace as he molested Bella. 

Although she couldn't see him, with Trace's big body in the way, Bella heard Alex groan and she wondered what the Wolf was doing to him. She didn't have to wait too long to find out.

"Her nipples aren't sensitive aren't they? Are you enjoying Trace, Pet? He's very talented with his mouth... Trace, show Pet how good you are with your tongue, I want to see you lick her pussy."

Leveraging himself downwards, Trace licked his way down Bella's stomach, making her quiver as he came closer and closer to her swollen folds. She was aroused; she couldn't help it... he really was good with his mouth and being the center of attention like this was arousing her even though she didn't want it to. As Trace moved, she was finally able to see Alex, his frowning expression as if he was fighting against something. The Wolf was practically wrapped around him, pressed up against his back, arms around him, one hand slowly pumping Alex's cock while the other gripped his balls and was rolling them firmly back and forth in his palm. It looked like Alex was caught in exquisite pain.

******

It felt like his jaw might break, he was grinding down on his teeth so hard. The Wolf's hands were torturous. One was pumping his cock with long, slow strokes, the Wolf's thumb brushing over Alex's sensitive head every time it reached the end of his shaft. The other hand had pulled Alex's balls down in his sack, stretching the loose skin, and he was rolling the tender nuts back and forth in a way that bordered on being breathtakingly painful. The mix of sensations was making Alex lightheaded.

And all the while, he was having to watch Bella writhe and arch as Trace lowered his dark head between her much paler thighs. The contrast was all the more shocking because, for the most part, everyone's skin color tended to fall into the same category of slightly tanned. Drastically different coloring was unusual; on the Moon, Trace would have been swarmed by women and men who would want to bed someone unique like him. Alex had to admit that there was something erotically charged about it, even though he hated seeing another man pleasuring Bella.

Trace, unlike the Wolf or his men, was being almost sweet with her. Despite the fact that he was taking orders from Cora, Alex could tell that Bella was responding to everything that Trace was doing to her. She was gorgeous in her passion, and that was part of what was keeping his own cock rigidly hard in the Wolf's hand. 

Cora reached out and pinched one of Bella's nipples, hard, making her shriek as her body arched, pressing her pussy even more firmly against Trace's mouth. Immediately, Bella reached up, trying to dislodge the other woman's fingers from the sensitive bud. Laughing, the older woman grabbed Bella's wrists and held them down above Bella's head. Moving upwards on the bed, Cora knelt over Bella's face, pressing Bella's arms into the bed with her legs, her pussy inches from Bella's face.

Looking up at Alex, Cora smiled sadistically as she reached down to pinch Bella's sensitive nipples again. "Like what you see, Toy? She's so responsive, isn't she? I bet you like to play with her too... I can see how much you're enjoying watching us play with her."

A slightly muffled shriek emerged from between Cora's legs as she twisted the tender buds of Bella's nipples, making Bella's body writhe as she tried to shake the other woman off of her. Blood surged in Alex's cock, a rush of anger that somehow transmuted into arousal as the Wolf gripped his shaft more tightly. He growled, and the frame of the bed shook with his body's tremors. 

Ignoring him, Cora continued to pull and twist Bella's nipples, avidly watching Trace's efforts to pleasure their captive. Bella whimpered and moaned, pinned down by Cora's legs and Trace's hands, unable to stop both the pleasure and the pain. As the Wolf's hand tightened around Alex's cock, he could only groan as he watched, struggling against his own arousal even as pre-cum began to leak from the head of his cock, thanks to the Wolf's slow, steady strokes. Behind him, Alex could feel the bulge of the Wolf's erection pressing against his ass, rubbing across his cheeks, only a thin barrier of fabric separating them. 

The bowing of Bella's body said that she was approaching orgasm, despite Cora's rough handling of her nipples. Or maybe because of it. The tiny nubs were dark pink from their abuse, but Bella was still lifting her hips and rubbing her pussy against Trace's tongue. 

"Fuck her now, darling," Cora said, looking even more excited. "She's ready for it, aren't you, Pet?" She pinched and tugged on Bella's nipples, making the other woman squeal. 

The Wolf's breath was coming fast and hot on the back of Alex's neck; he was getting turned on by watching, although his strokes of Alex's cock were just as infuriatingly steady and slow as ever. The need to cum was building, but Alex would never get there the way the Wolf was jacking him off. The Wolf's cock nestled between Alex's asscheeks, holding him firmly in place against the bed as they watched Trace slide up Bella's body, hooking her legs over his arms and spreading her wide.

******

Bella had closed her eyes to shut out the sight of Cora's pussy, plump pink lips fringed with red curls, hovering over her. It was almost a threatening sight because she didn't know when those swollen folds would descend, or how she would breathe once they did. Although, the sadistic woman seemed far more interested in torturing Bella's nipples at the moment, the perfume of her arousal filling Bella's nose as the pain in her nipples increased. 

She couldn't stop the whimpers or squeals that escaped as Cora tortured her tits, even knowing that they only spurred the other woman on. But those sounds were also interspersed with moans as Trace's tongue explored her pussy, licking his way up and down her slit eagerly, and tracing erotic circles around her clit. The man was incredible at eating pussy, teasing her folds, building her arousal higher and higher so that the hot flashes of pain from her nipples swirled into the pleasure.

Cora was saying something, although Bella couldn't hear the words, with Cora's thighs and pussy covering her head, but she could feel Trace moving up her body. She moaned, breathing in the musky scent of Cora's cunt, feeling Trace's cock pressing against her own pussy. The pressure was immense, and her pussy ached as it stretched open for his girth. Bella tried to squirm away, but she couldn't because of the way Cora was pinning her down and Trace was holding her legs. 

Then Cora began to shift back, although she kept her weight on Bella's wrists, and Bella opened her eyes. That's when she realized that Cora had moved back so that Trace could sink his cock more fully into Bella's pussy. The large, dark man leaned over her, his eyes practically glowing, as he thrust forward and Bella screamed in a kind of pained ecstasy as her pussy was completely impaled upon his shaft. He was huge, the end of his cock pressing against her cervix, and she whimpered as he circled his hips, rubbing his body against her swollen folds and clit, rubbing his cockhead against her womb.

"Fuck yes... rape that pretty pink pussy," Cora said, her hands coming down to rest on Bella's shoulders. Because Trace was so tall, she could no longer reach Bella's nipples without getting in the way of his deep thrusts, the way that he was positioned over Bella. But she held Bella down, keeping her completely immobile as Trace groaned with pleasure, thrusting hard and fast immediately, splitting Bella's pussy open on his thick cock. 

The orgasm that she'd almost reached when he'd been suckling on her pussy hovered just out of reach as her body slowly adjusted to the huge cock pounding into her. The friction and strain made her pussy burn, even as clit throbbed with every smacking slap of Trace's body against hers. 




Taken by the Wolf Ch. 25



"Lean back," she heard Cora order him. 

Lifting Bella's legs even higher, Trace obeyed his commander, bringing his knees under Bella's thighs as he sat up, looking down at Bella's body and her swollen pink pussy wrapped around his thick, black cock. Feeling almost dizzy, Bella looked down too, shocked at how strangely erotic it was to see him buried inside of her, Alex and the Wolf watching over his shoulder. 

Then Cora's hands came down on her breasts again, squeezing the soft mounds hard, although she left Bella's nipples alone for the moment. Still, her fingers dug into Bella's flesh painfully, making her squirm and tighten around Trace's cock. He groaned with pleasure even as Bella whimpered in pain, her inner muscles grasping his shaft as he moved within her, making her burn even more, inside and out. 

"Fuck her hard."

As if he hadn't been already! Bella cried out as Trace's large hands gripped her hips and he began to pound into her mercilessly. Every thrust had his cock dragging over her g-spot, and a different kind of fire was beginning to burn inside of her, warring with and blending with the more painful flames. Bella tried to arch as Cora's fingers tugged at her nipples, but she couldn't move very much, and doing so just made Trace's cock feel like it was sliding even deeper inside of her. 

Her orgasm rocketed through her, unexpectedly, as Trace suddenly changed tempo, pressing his body against her clit and rocking before dragging his cock out again. The swollen nub exploded with the stimulation, making her pussy convulse and flutter over the length of his dick as she screamed out her climax. The pressure on her nipples increased and she sobbed as Trace continued to fuck her just as hard, making sure to press against her clit every time, drowning her in waves of ecstasy so intense that she could barely breath. 

His cock expanded and throbbed, heat filling her belly as he pumped jets of cum deep inside of her. The convulsions of her cunt milked him, pulling at his cock, and the rest of her body went limp as the last shudders of her orgasm were wrung from her. Her pussy felt tingly and exquisitely sensitive, her muscles clenching with every brush of his skin against hers.

As Cora lifted herself up and away, it didn't even matter that she wasn't holding Bella down anymore, because Bella was too wrung out to even squirm. 

******

"Bring Toy to the bed," Cora said, looking over Alex's shoulder at the Wolf. 

Alex couldn't help but groan as the Wolf released his cock; he hadn't been far from cumming, even with the Wolf's slow strokes. His balls ached, the painful need reaching up his spine and spreading throughout his lower back as his cock bobbed in the air while the Wolf undid his restraints. On the bed, Trace was pulling Bella off to the side, tucking her into his body so that her back was pressed against his front, facing where Cora was sitting and waiting. Bella looked utterly languid, her eyelids half-mast, and she didn't even flinch as Trace fondled her breast. Between her legs, her pussy was dark pink and swollen looking from his rough fucking, cum starting to make the tops of her thighs shiny as it seeped from her pussy.

Taking down Alex's arms, the Wolf put his hand on the back of Alex's neck, steering him to the bed. Cora moved to the side as Alex was turned and pushed down, landing on his back. Immediately, she climbed on top of him, straddling him, and his cock strained upwards towards her pussy, his body desperately eager to be buried in something. 

Gripping him at the base, Cora squeezed tightly enough to make him wince with pain and try to reach down and stop her, but she was already lowering herself onto him and his body jerked as the combination of pain and pleasure swept through him and scrambled his brain. Her pussy was soaking wet from torturing Bella and watching her with Trace, liquid heat running down his cock in advance of her body as her juices dripped down his shaft. 

"Ooooh yes," she said, moaning as she slid down. Alex had to grit his teeth against voicing a similar sentiment of pleasure. His body might not care whose pussy was engulfing his dick, but he did. 

Cora leaned forward, grabbing his hands and pushing them down by his head as she started to move up and down on top of him, riding him. Although he was stronger than her, she had the leverage advantage and he didn't bother to fight her, knowing it was useless anyway. She tossed a look over her shoulder at the Wolf, and Alex felt the bed shift between his legs as the Wolf joined them. 

He could actually feel it when the Wolf slid his finger into Cora's ass. The thin wall between her holes made it seem as though the Wolf was stroking the length of Alex's cock, while it was buried inside of Cora. She tightened around Alex, voicing her pleasure as the Wolf fingered her tight hole. When he added a second finger, it made her pussy feel even tighter around Alex's cock. 

She was moving slowly on top of him, her inner muscles gripping him so tightly it was almost painful, keeping him from being able to cum because the stimulation just wasn't quite enough. Alex was just her sex toy, there for her pleasure, while she and the Wolf took theirs together. Turning his head, he could see Bella and Trace watching. The big man had one dark hand cupping Bella's breast, gently rolling her nipple between his fingers. Despite the abuse the stiff little bud had taken from Cora, it looked like Bella was becoming aroused again as Trace played with it. 

Alex closed his eyes, shutting out the sight, just as he felt the Wolf's cock begin to slide into Cora's ass. She moaned and writhed on top of him, her pussy clenching, as she was filled in both holes. He clenched his jaw, straining to cum and get this over with, but she held so still on top of him as the Wolf worked his way into her ass, that Alex couldn't get off. 

Her hole tightened around him, not because she was clenching, but because there was less space in her body as she was filled. Cora was trembling between them, moaning ecstatically, her nails digging into the backs of Alex's hands as she squirmed slightly on top of him. 

"Good girl," the Wolf said, rocking her gently on top of Alex. He used the same tone he often did with Bella, but Cora's eyes snapped open and flashed with annoyance. 

"Fuck me," she rasped, pushing back against both of the men, demanding in a way that Bella would never have been. She and the Wolf were two dominants, fighting each other, and using the others to sate their need for control. No wonder they loved the fight with Alex, since they could never win the tussle with each other, but they both could with him because of the situation he was in. They needed each other for an ally, but he was just collateral. 

They began to move on top of him, and Alex groaned, straining beneath them as Cora's pussy throbbed around his cock. He could feel the slide of the Wolf's dick in and out of her ass, rubbing against his as they battled for space inside of her body. Cora moaned happily as they fucked her, moving up and down on Alex's cock, lifting her ass as the Wolf thrust in, rubbing her pussy folds and clit against Alex's groin, and absorbing every last bit of pleasure that she could. 

He could feel his own orgasm rising as his overworked cock was finally getting the stimulation it needed. The constant toying of the Wolf and Cora had had him on edge for what felt like an hour, and the resulting build-up was more than painful; it felt like his cock was about to burst open. 

The ecstasy was red hot, burning through him, as the cum seemed to boil up out of his balls. It felt like the muscles in his back were aching as he emptied, Cora's tight pussy literally squeezing the cum out of him as she spasmed and clenched. But it didn't end there; she kept moving, not caring that he'd already cum, squeezing his cock even after it was empty and trying to soften. The relief of cumming edged into pain, stabbing into his groin as the sensation of climaxing continued, intensifying far beyond what was pleasurable as his sensitized dick was massaged and squeezed. He only softened to about half-mast, unable to escape the vise of Cora's cunt, still feeling the Wolf's cock rubbing against him inside of her.

He groaned, trying to push her up and off of him, but he was too drained and the combination of her weight and the Wolf's was too heavy. The constant movements against his groin, the way her pussy squeezed him, made the blood begin to return to his cock, begin to fill it again, at least enough to make her writhe with pleasure.

******

Bella whimpered as Trace's fingers, coated with their combined juices, pushed into her ass from behind. His breath was hot on the back of her neck, excited from watching the threesome beside them. Even Bella had to admit, visually, it was hot. But she could tell from the way Alex was gritting his teeth, the way his muscles were straining, that it had ceased to be pleasurable for him. He'd already cum, but Cora continued to rape him. Bella hadn't even known that was possible.

And now Trace was aroused again, she could feel his hard cock pressing into the soft cheeks of her ass as he fingered her anus, readying the tight hole. Even though she'd become used to having her asshole used, Bella still struggled with the initial stretch and burning discomfort. Especially when his fingers were replaced but the much thicker, longer girth of his cock, while she was being forced to watch Alex being abused by Cora and the Wolf. 

She panted as Trace slid into her from behind, his hand back on her breast, toying with her sore nipple, as he filled her backside. The tiny whimpers and squirming movements she made were completely drowned out by the Wolf and Cora's much louder moans, Alex's pained grunts, and the wet slap of bodies coming from the other side of the bed. 

It felt like her ass was being strained by the size of Trace's cock, and she sobbed slightly as he dragged himself back out over what felt like rawly exposed nerve endings. He shifted slightly, pushing her farther onto her stomach, her face turned to the side to watch Alex, Cora and the Wolf, so that he could go deeper, thrust harder into her vulnerable asshole. 

"Fuck..." he murmured into her ear as his hand slid down to her pussy, fingers rubbing over her swollen clit and making her whimper as her body spasmed with renewed pleasure. His caresses assauged some of the discomfort he was causing with his cock, mingling the pleasure and pain together in an erotic symphony that made her entire body tingle. 

She dug her fingers into the sheets beneath her, gasping, as Trace began to rock faster, thrusting deeply into her asshole as his fingers rolled around her sensitive clit. Her body bucked, impaling herself further onto his cock, meeting his thrusts, as he skillfully built her orgasm back up.

Sudden warmth covered her fingers and she opened her eyes to see Alex staring back at her, his hand over hers. They clasped each other's hands, coming together in a moment of unity, despite what was happening to them. The grim, pained expression on his face was mingled with growing sensual need, and she knew that they were both caught in the same web of sensory contradictions. 

Trace seemed as determined to pleasure her as he was himself, even though she struggled against it. Somehow, holding Alex's hand only made it harder for her to resist the waves of pleasure that were now rippling through her, the hot lances of rapture that followed Trace's every thrust. Her ass had adjusted, and the burning friction of his cock as it plunged in and out of her body made her writhe as the pathway to her orgasm spiraled higher. 

She screamed when it broke over her, washing through her and burning her from the inside out. Her hand tightened on Alex's as Trace pistoned in and out of her, fucking her ass with long hard strokes as she convulsed around him. The stabbing motion of his cock penetrated deep as he swelled larger, before spurting hot liquid into her channel. 

Alex's fingers wrapped more tightly around hers a few moments later, and she knew that he was cumming again as well, while Cora and the Wolf writhed in their own passionate culmination. 

******

The room they were returned to was not their own. It had the exact same layout as their previous room, but when Bella awoke, wrapped up in Alex's arms, and looked at the walls, there were no sigils. Her body ached, especially her pussy and ass, the lingering sensations alerting her to the lack of healing cream. Maybe that was good though; the Wolf wasn't trying to make sure that she and Alex were ready for another go around. 

Being healed quickly usually meant being used quickly again too. 

"Alex," she whispered, stroking his arm to wake him up as she craned her neck around, checking the other walls and confirming her suspicions.

He came awake fast, jolting her out of his arms as he sat up, alert and defensive. After a quick sweep of his gaze around the room, once he saw that they were alone, he relaxed. "What? What's wrong?"

Bella pointed at the empty walls. "They moved us..."

Which meant that they couldn't get out. There was no escape. Alex's features hardened and then shifted, into confusion. 

"Why move us?" he murmured. "Why not just make us forget again?"

"Maybe because it didn't work so well last time?"

"It worked well enough for a while," he countered, rubbing his hands over his face. Bella shifted closer to him on the bed, seeking comfort. She really hated when they didn't know what was going on. Immediately, Alex put his arm around her and snuggled her in close, allowing her to relax as she sank into the comfort of his embrace. "What are they up to?"

The question was rhetorical, because neither of them had any answers.

******

"Do you have them?"

"Yes."

A long sigh. "I'll miss my little Pet. And Toy. But bring them in."

"Yes, Sir."



Taken by the Wolf Ch. 26



Trish didn't know what to think. Glancing at the big man seated next to her, his hand wrapped firmly around hers, she felt almost frightened. She hadn't been told anything, she had no idea what was going on, all she knew was that she was leaving the compound for the first time since she'd been taken. 

And she didn't want to.

It was a startling and fairly frightening realization. But she felt safe in the compound. Everyone watched out for her, even when Jordan wasn't around. Everyone cared for her. She had actual friends, who waved to her in the hallway, chatted with her at mealtime, and never once looked at her with pity because she was an orphan or contempt because she wasn't rich. They all came from different places, different backgrounds, and yet they came together and none of that mattered. It was completely different from the way she'd grown up on the Moon, where background and family status were all that mattered and everyone was judged by that. Even winning a scholarship to Earth had been seen as a reason for derision, because anyone who mattered wouldn't need such a thing.

She told herself that she'd gotten used to the demands that Jordan put on her body, the pain and pleasure, the punishment and rewards, but the truth was, she'd started to like it. 

Leaving the compound made her start to worry that this time in her life was over, even though Jordan hadn't said so. He was still holding her hand as the hover-car began to move, although he was talking on his earpiece to someone in one of the other cars. Looking around, Trish could see that there were six other cars, completely filled with the Wolf's soldiers, heading out with them. She couldn't imagine Jordan taking her on something dangerous... but would he take this many people if he was going to get rid of her somehow? 

The buildings on Earth passed by the window; the compound was larger than it looked from the inside, when she peeked back at it. It was well hidden among plenty of other buildings with similar design. Surely they couldn't all be harboring criminals... 

Next to her, Jordan pressed a finger to his earpiece. "Is everything in place? Good, we're on our way for pick-up... any concerns we should be aware of?" He snorted derisively at whatever the other person responded. "I mean real concerns. Okay, good. We'll be there soon."

He pressed the earpiece again, turning off the call, and then his hand came down on Trish's thigh, gripping her with his fingers as he turned his head to look down at her. She froze, only now realizing that she'd been squirming on the seat next to him, restless with all her anxious energy swirling around inside of her. The sensation of his hot palm against her thigh made her entire body quiver and then still, waiting to see what he would do next. 

"Calm down, baby," he said softly, giving her thigh a reassuring squeeze. "Nothing bad is going to happen to you."

Almost immediately, she felt calmer. She trusted Jordan in that. If he said nothing bad was going to happen to her, she believed him. 

"Where are we going?" she whispered, her eyes sliding across to the other soldiers in the car's interior. They weren't paying any attention to her and Jordan, but she never knew how he was going to take it when she questioned him in front of others. 

"I have to make a pick-up for the Wolf," he said amiably, his fingers beginning to draw up her skirt so that he could stroke the soft inside of her thigh. Trish knew better than to try and stop him or to press her legs together, even though she hated being exposed in front of the other soldiers. They would never touch, but they would look, and that was bad enough. It was another demonstration of Jordan's domination, over her and over the soldiers. 

Her nipples hardened as his hand slid deeper between her legs, his fingers searching out the lips of her pussy. 

"Spread," he ordered, giving her a warning look not to argue. Trish bit her lower lip as she spread her legs, wishing that her skirt would fall into place to cover her, but instead it just moved up her thighs and showed off more of her body. Jordan's hand would cover her pussy though. His fingers slid into her folds, and he smiled as he found them already wet. 

The slow exploration his fingers were making of her pussy wasn't going to get her off any time soon, it was just going to torment her as they drove. She shivered, keeping her hands by her sides, her body tingling and coming alive as he teased at her sensitive folds, slipping just the tip of a finger inside of her and then withdrawing it again. Cream was spread up to her clit, wetting the tiny nub and making it slick and hard under his ministrations. 

She was panting and achy when he suddenly stopped, and she moaned in disappointment. With a little laugh, he brought his soaked fingers up to her lips and pressed them in, making her clean off her juices. 

The man had timed it perfectly. The hover car landed just as she finished, leaving her unsatisfied, needy, and with the taste of sex on her tongue. But she didn't protest as Jordan helped her out of the car.

Blinking, she realized that she recognized where they were; it was a museum. One that she had visited before she'd been taken. Her hand firmly clasped in Jordan's, he pulled her inside. The Wolf's soldiers spread out throughout the crowd walking up the steps, and she realized that only a few of them were in uniform, mostly the ones that had ridden in the same car with her and Jordan. The rest were dressed just like anyone else. So was Jordan, although anyone who thought he was just a regular guy - at his height, with his muscles, and his fluid way of moving - was an idiot. With one heavy arm slung around Trish's shoulders, keeping her pressed close by his side, they moved into the museum.

It didn't take her more than a few minutes to realize that Jordan wasn't actually looking at any of the exhibits, although he did stop in front of several of them, taking a minute before moving on. Trish looked at the first few, but as she realized he had some destination, some goal, in mind, she found herself becoming too nervous to pay attention to them. Instead, her gaze began to dart around the room, wondering what he was looking for, as she began to shift her weight restlessly.

"Stay still and look at the painting," Jordan murmured in her ear, leaning down as if making some kind of innocuous comment about the restored Impressionist painting they were currently standing in front of. "Or I'll spank you the entire ride home."

Immediately, Trish focused in on the painting. It was beautiful, and she'd always loved old Earth art, so it should have more than enough to hold her attention, but she found herself staring at it without really seeing it. She didn't doubt that Jordan would spank her, the entire ride, which had taken about fifteen minutes and she really didn't want that. But at least now she knew what he had brought her there for. To help him blend in.

Someone like Jordan would always be noticed. He was too big, too lethal, for people to ignore. But pair him with a sweet-looking young woman like Trish, and he no longer stood out quite so much. People glanced and saw a large, protective man with a smaller female, a possessive one by his stance and the way he was constantly looking around at everyone. They would be judged as a couple, and he would immediately be seen as less threatening because of his presence. Everyone would assume that he was there because his girlfriend wanted to look at culture; they would accept his distraction and preoccupation as long as they saw her focusing on the exhibits.

She understood the psychological and sociological ramifications of her presence quite clearly. After all, she'd always been a good student. Most people wouldn't even realize how she was being used, they wouldn't actually think through everything she just had, their brains would just automatically do it for them. 

Slowly they moved deeper into the Museum, Jordan directly where they went. Sometimes she glimpsed other members of his team, sometimes it seemed like they were completely alone. The further into the building they went, the more tense she became. To her dismay, he started adding minutes to a tally. Every time he felt she wasn't playing her part, he added another minute that he would be spanking her on the ride home.

By the time they reached the room filled with artifacts of the Ancient Egyptians, Trish was up to seven minutes. She felt Jordan tense beside her, his focus on the end of the room. Pretending to study the headdress in front of her (which, the sign said, was actually a reproduction, as the original was too old and delicate to have out on the museum floor), she dared to look down the long length of the room. There was a group of people down there, a couple and what looked like several bodyguards around them.

Bodyguards who weren't even trying to blend in. They were heavily muscled and wore athletic clothing, with suspicious bulges on their hips that were probably guns which had been covered up by the sashes around their waist. The couple must be from very prominent Moon families. Trish hadn't heard of anyone who could afford the bodyguards being attacked; only the wealthiest and most powerful could afford such men, and they were never needed as anything more than a deterrent.

Her heart began to pound as one of Jordan's soldiers - a ferociously deadly woman named Zadia - came up beside herself and Jordan. Zadia frightened Trish. The woman reminded her of the Wolf's ally Cora. Trish had seen the soldiers spar and she knew that if Zadia joined the mats, there was never any other winner. Only Jordan could go toe to toe with her, and even he could only beat her about half the time. He'd once told Trish that Zadia was going to be his replacement one day, as she was younger than him and soon even he wouldn't be able to defeat her as she grew in strength and skill. 

"Everyone's in position," Zadia murmured, her dark black eyes focused on the headdress. She was dressed like a civilian, blending in much better than Jordan did, with her long dark hair and tanned skin. Small, but deadly. No one was frightened of Zadia when they first looked at her, unlike Jordan.

"Good. Watch over Trish."

Surprised, Trish didn't even protest as he moved away. Not that it would have done any good. Jordan began walking, nonchalantly, towards the guarded couple at the back of the room. Trish's eyes widened as she realized that she recognized every single person in the room. The couple and their guards were completely surrounded by the Wolf's soldiers. How had they managed to clear an entire museum room of everyone else?

"What's happening?" she whispered. Zadia hushed her, pulling Trish back towards the entrance to the room, keeping an eye out on the soldiers who were moving in the opposite direction - towards the couple. Were they the Wolf's next targets? Were Alex and Bella going to be returned to the Moon? But everyone knew the Wolf only took stragglers, those who were dumb enough (or overly confident enough) to venture out on their own. Not couples in the middle of a museum, in the middle of the afternoon, not people who were actually guarded. Whatever was happening, it was more important than the usual kidnapping. She eyed Zadia, keeping her voice to a whisper. "Why aren't you down there with them? Don't you want to be a part of what's happening."

"Show's what you know," Zadia whispered back harshly. Her dark eyes glinted with smugness. "I was given the more important assignment."

Trish. 

She was the more important assignment?

Shouts echoed through the room and Trish immediately turned to see what was going on. Fighting - the soldiers swarming the bodyguards, who were fighting back. Screams - the woman, clinging to the man beside her and hampering him from any kind of defense he might have been able to put up. Jordan was next to them, reaching for them... and then a hand wrapped around Trish's wrist and pulled.

She yelped as she was dragged out of the room by Zadia. 

"Come on," the other woman ordered. "We're going this way."

"Why?" Trish asked, digging in her heels. She could see people already moving towards the Egyptian hall, most of them curious onlookers, a few of them what looked like security guards of some kind. 

"In case they get caught. My job is to get you to the rendezvous. From a different direction. Now come on."

There was no way Trish could shake off Zadia's grip, as the other woman waved frantically at the approaching museum guards. 

"They have guns!" Zadia yelled, sounding completely panicked as she pulled Trish right by them. 

Immediately the guards slowed down, approaching the room more cautiously even though the shouting had stopped. They ignored Zadia and Trish completely, which had probably been the goal from the beginning. Trish followed Zadia, knowing that it was useless to try and do anything else. She could probably escape right now, quite easily - but to what? If her scholarship hadn't already been given away, she doubted that the sponsors would be pleased to see her, regardless. No one had seemed to care enough to report her missing to the media. She'd seen the vids, only Alex and Bella had gotten any coverage. 

And she wanted to know that Jordan was okay. Half of the fear pounding through her heart right now wasn't for herself, but because she was worried that he'd be caught or hurt. Stupid, because she knew that he was kidnapping or maybe even murdering someone else right now, but there it was. All she could think about was what might be happening in that other room. Sure, Zadia's warning about guns had slowed down the guard, but wouldn't it also make them more likely to use deadly force?

The fact that Jordan had separated himself from her, putting Zadia in charge of her safety, also said that he wasn't entirely confident in the smoothness of whatever plan he'd enacted. If he'd been sure of himself, he would have kept Trish by his side. She knew that much, because he rarely let her go anywhere without him.

People were already panicking all around them as the alarms began blaring, blending her and Zadia into the crowd as they rushed towards the exit. The second they got outside, Zadia turned, giving Trish no choice but to follow along behind her. She was sure that she was going to have red marks on her wrist from Zadia's unrelenting grip by the end of this. They hurried down the street, which was boiling with people going in all directions, staring at the museum as the alarm was audible even from the outside of the building. 

Three blocks away, Zadia pulled Trish to a long line of hover cars, opening the door to the third one from the front and shoving Trish in. She fell to the floor of the car in a heap as the door slammed behind her, which meant that all she could see were multiple boots surrounding her.

"Careful baby girl," Jordan's deep voice murmured, sounding amused. Trish relaxed as he picked her up and pulled her onto his lap. Unlike her, Jordan wasn't even breathing hard, he looked as if he'd just gone for a stroll - except for the triumphant expression on his face. His eyes were practically glowing. "Are you all right?"

"Yes," she said, although her hand automatically went to her wrist, which was feeling a bit sore. Immediately Jordan's focus changed, and he took her hand, lifting it so that he could inspect her wrist. It only took him a moment to nod, as if confirming her declaration.

"Good, then we can get on with your punishment."

"Wait!" Trish squealed as she was flipped over his knee, an all too familiar position, and her skirt was drawn up. She'd almost forgotten his threat from the museum. 

"You earned seven minutes, sweetheart, starting now."

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

The slaps to her ass weren't particularly hard, but Trish moaned anyway, knowing that after seven minutes they were going still going to feel like fire. Each measured blow was firmly delivered, marching down one cheek and up the other from the top curve of her ass to her sit spot. The first three repetitions stung, but she didn't really start to squirm and whimper until the fourth. By then, her ass was a bright pink color, her skin warmed up and sensitive, and each firm smack felt like a little flame, licking at her bottom. 

"That's one minute."

Grabbing onto the seat, Trish buried her face in it, trying to stifle her cries, knowing that it was only going to get worse over the next six minutes. Jordan didn't vary the intensity of his blows at all, but that's not how it felt. By the time he called out three minutes, Trish was openly crying, wriggling to try and escape the hard smacks, pinned in place by Jordan's hand.

Halfway through that minute, he picked her up and turned her over his lap the other way, joking to the soldiers that his hand was getting tired. Trish wanted to kick him. Then it started up again, only this time with a fresh hand, and the difference was definitely discernible to her poor cheeks. Trish howled. 

The worst part was, despite the chuckling soldiers, despite the flaming pain, between her legs she knew that she was slick and creamy with arousal. Her mound pressed against Jordan's thigh, and as much as her bottom was wagging to try and ease the sting, she was also trying to rub herself against the hard muscle of his leg. The spanking might be humiliating, it might feel like her ass was on fire, but her pussy didn't care. It just got wetter and wetter even as she cried out with pain.

"Last minute."

She shrieked as Jordan's hand came down, not on her ass, but between her legs, firmly smacking her swollen pussy lips. They immediately plumped up even more under the unexpected assault. Pleasure flashed through her, edged with pain, and she shuddered and tried to close her legs. Immediately, Jordan smacked her sit spots, which were already red hot and painfully throbbing, and she sobbed as she forced her legs apart again.

The muted smacks landed on wet flesh as she bucked on his lap, throbbing inside and outside as he spanked her pussy, the tips of his fingers occasionally catching her clit and causing the little nubbin to puff up even further. Oh god... she couldn't cum - wouldn't cum - while he spanked her pussy... she wouldn't! 

"Good girl," Jordan murmured, and his hand came down to rest on her pussy gently, fingers massaging the swollen, heated flesh, stroking away the sting. Immediately, Trish's body clenched, empty and grasping at nothing, but trying all the same. 

He rubbed his hand over her bottom, making her gasp as sensations flared, coming back to life. As he'd spanked her pussy, she'd almost forgotten how much her ass hurt. 

Then he was pushing her onto her knees, and Trish knew what came next. One hand slid into her hair while the other undid the front of his pants, and his cock sprung out, erect and ready. 

"Play with yourself," he ordered her, as he pulled her head down, pushing her lips over the plump head of his dick. "If you can't make yourself cum before we arrive, you'll have to wait until this evening." As she opened her mouth to take him inside, her tongue flicking the sweet drop of liquid from his tip, his free hand cupped her breast and pinched the nipple, rolling it between his fingers.

Need shuddered through her, even as her lower body throbbed from the spanking. She pressed her fingers into her pussy, feeling the slick wetness coat her fingers immediately. The musky taste of man filled her mouth as Jordan pushed her head down, forcing himself into her throat. Rubbing her clit, she groaned, her vocal chords fluttering and humming against his cock and he groaned as well in response, thrusting his hips up and shoving himself across her tongue until her nose pressed against his groin. 

Then he began to thrust in and out of her lips, fucking her mouth like it was her pussy. Trish found herself strumming her clit to the same rhythm, the nipple that he was playing with sending sparks of pleasure down to the emptiness inside of her and making her clench and shudder. Her tongue danced along the underside of his cock, stroking its length as it pushed past, his hand in her hair moving her head up and down over his groin.




Taken by the Wolf Ch. 26



She let go, giving him complete control over her movements. It was almost mesmerizing to give herself over this way, as if he'd caught her under some kind of spell and she was now his doll, letting him use her to please himself. 

The ache between her legs was growing stronger, and she didn't know how much time she had left. Giving up control to Jordan, letting him use her mouth as he wanted, allowed her to focus on her own pleasure. Rubbing her clit hard, she gurgled around his cock as she panted for breath, becoming dizzy as the thick meat filling her throat kept her from getting enough air. It made her entire body tingle, all the sensations from the spanking, the forceful face-fucking, her fingers in her pussy, coming together in a coiled burst between her legs. 

Jordan's thrusts were becoming rougher, his hand on her hair tightening, and she knew that they must be getting close to the destination. He would draw his own orgasm out, waiting for the very last minute to finish his own pleasure, and if she didn't keep up with him, she'd miss her chance entirely. Rubbing harder, her hips jerked as her entire body tightened, even her throat, as he thrust deep into her mouth. She couldn't breathe, all she could do was swallow, sucking him dry, drinking his cum as her own ecstasy jolted through her. The throbbing between her legs sent pleasure pulsing through her, convulsing through her body as she ground her pussy against her hand. 

Warmth filled her belly, the taste of cum lingering on her tongue as Jordan withdrew, leaving her panting and gasping for air as the intense orgasm sent the last few quivers of rapture through her. Pulling her up onto his lap, into his arms, Jordan put his hand over hers, pressing it firmly between her legs and making her spasm as ecstasy so intense it hurt ripped through her. Her poor clit cried out for mercy as she writhed for him, trapped between her body and their hands, as he wrung several more quivering spasms from her. 

When he finally stopped, Trish was limp in his arms, completely sated. She barely registered as he covered her up, possessive again now that he'd had his release. Leaning her head against his shoulder, she felt the hover car land. Instead of removing her from his lap, Jordan wrapped his arms around her and carried her out of the car. With her arm around his neck, Trish didn't mind. She'd actually grown to like it when Jordan carried her.

"How are they doing?" he asked one of the soldiers.

Sleepily, Trish turned her head to see who he was talking about. The couple from the museum, unconscious, were being picked up and carried out of one of the other cars. She recognized them from their clothes. The bodyguards, of course, were nowhere to be seen. Then Trish realized that she actually did recognize the couple - and not from the museum. Her jaw dropped.

******

That morning, Bella and Alex weren't taken outdoors, instead they were taken directly to the Wolf's main room. He was sitting behind his desk, but he looked up when they were brought it, a cruel smile sliding over his face. 

"Ah, my Pet and Toy," he said, his eyes traveling over their naked bodies. Not like he didn't get to see them often enough, but for some reason he was looking at them as though he was enjoying the sight more than usual. "Good, I've been waiting for you."

Not the most comforting words, considering who they were coming from. Alex felt Bella tense beside him, as if she was sure something awful was about to happen to them now. Was the Wolf going to make them forget everything now? They didn't know how far back the drug could mess with their memories, but if he did drug all of his captives before returning them to the Moon, then it must be very far back indeed. 

The soldiers pushed them forward, and a few minutes later they found themselves in somewhat familiar positions. Bella was on the Wolf's lap, arranged so that her legs were over his and her head was most easily rested on his shoulder. Beside them, on the floor next to the desk, Alex knelt on a cushion. It was the closest he'd ever been to the Wolf's desk while Bella was on the man's lap. Normally he had to watch from afar; now he got a close up view of the Wolf fondling Bella's breasts and pussy as he worked.

Soldiers came in and out with reports, mostly verbal, during which the Wolf would sit back in his chair, one hand on Bella's breast, pinching her nipple, the other slowly stroking between her legs. Bella kept her face turned away, into the Wolf's shoulder, almost as if she was cuddling against him, but now Alex could see how red her cheeks became, how she was hiding the increased pace of her breathing as the Wolf toyed with her. After their time with him, he knew exactly how to touch Bella to arouse her, and to keep her on edge without giving her satisfaction. Occasionally he'd reach out to run his fingers through Alex's hair, once he smeared Bella's pussy juices across Alex's lips, as if to show that he hadn't forgotten that Alex was kneeling there.

There was the strangest tension in the air, Alex noticed after a while. The soldiers kept looking towards the door at the end of the room, the big one, as if waiting for something. He felt his own tension beginning to grow. So far today he hadn't seen any sign of Cora or her soldiers. 

Finally, the mood in the room shifted, and - almost as if on cue - two soldiers ran up to move the Wolf's desk to the side of the dais, leaving Bella and Alex completely exposed to the room. The Wolf shifted Bella slightly on his lap, so that her back was against the left side of his chest, ostensibly so that she was forced to face the front of the room. He kept his hand on her breast, but the one that had been between her legs slid over her thigh, wrapping around it almost protectively.

He nodded at a soldier who was standing next to the large door.

Tension in Alex's chest tightened. He hadn't been wearing the collar for days now, the thought of trying to actively attack the Wolf's soldiers had pretty much been dubbed a very bad idea at this point. As soon as the door opened, he almost wished he was still wearing it. At least then he would have an excuse for just standing there, frozen. It felt like he was being sucked down into a whirlpool, like water was rushing past his ears - but even through that, he was so attuned to Bella that he still heard her gasp of recognition.

At the other end of the hall, Ken and Lisa were pushed forward, naked and stumbling. Is that what he and Bella had looked like when they first arrived? 

Jordan came in behind them, Trish at his side, his hand wrapped around hers. Alex was surprised to see her shoot a look of distaste at Lisa as the couple was ushered forward. 

"I demand you tell me what's happening!" Ken practically shouted as a soldier came up and grabbed his arm, pulling him down the length of the hall. He was red faced and practically vibrating with fury, his haughty tones making it clear that he still thought he was in control of the situation. "Do you KNOW who my father is?!"

Idiot.

His own response surprised Alex - even though he'd thought Ken was an idiot before, he hadn't expected his own feeling of contempt for his former best friend. Contempt that had nothing to do with the fact that he was a cheater and a shitty friend. No, it was entirely due to looking down at Ken and seeing him as nothing more than a spoiled brat, outraged and unthinking, sure that his money and family's prominence allowed him to talk to others any way that he wanted - even if they'd stripped him down and were half-dragging him through an unknown room.

Lisa seemed a little bit more aware, unlike Ken, she looked up at the dais and seemed to realize immediately where they were. Her lips formed a soft "o" and then her face lit up. The same reaction that Alex had seen from Zander and Maureen, the day captives that the Wolf had procured. Hard on the heels of his contempt for Ken, came a disgust for Lisa. And again, it had nothing to do with her as a cheater. He'd known, from the media vids that the Wolf had allowed them to watch, that she and Ken were grasping at fifteen minutes of fame, but somehow he still wouldn't have thought that she would find herself in the Wolf's hall and be excited about it.

"Gag him."

The Wolf's voice rolled through the room and Alex winced. He'd forgotten about the particular acoustics of this room and the way it could be used to intimidate. It wasn't a trick that the Wolf used on an everyday basis. Ken protested, of course, but the gag was strapped around his head and his hands bound behind his back, to keep him from attempting to remove it, before he could say more than a few words. He didn't try to fight, he just seemed enraged and like he couldn't understand why no one was listening to him.

Alex almost wanted to snort. He might have been bad a bit of an idiot himself when they were first taken, acting out of instinct and rage, but at least he could feel as though he'd acquitted himself better than Ken currently was. If this was how captives from the Moon normally behaved when taken by the Wolf, he could sympathize more with the Wolf's and the soldiers' dismissive and contemptuous attitude for them. No wonder they'd all been so fascinated by Alex and Bella, and their apparently unusual reactions.

Caressing Bella, the Wolf turned slightly in his chair, to look at Alex. Everything about his demeanor said that he was almost bored by the display being put on in front of him. "So Toy, what do you think of your replacements?"

Both Alex and Bella jerked, as if his words had actually physically hit them. A chaotic surge of emotions trampled through Alex as the import of those words hit home - they were being released... they could go home... Ken and Lisa would be left with the Wolf... they weren't day captives... they deserved it... NO ONE deserved this... Bella was going to be okay... what would happen to him and Bella when they returned to the Moon?

Hope, elation, suspicion, concern, relief, all warring inside him as conflicting reactions scattered his wits to the wind. It felt like he'd been punched in the gut, he couldn't even breathe much less respond.

Apparently amused, the Wolf slid his gaze back to Lisa and Ken. Ken was glaring, over his gag, his eyes locked onto the Wolf's hand on Bella's breast. Next to him, Lisa was looking back and forth between Alex and the Wolf, completely unconcerned by her nudity, although she was starting to look more confused than excited. 

The Wolf looked back at Lisa and Ken, and a small smile curved his lips. Anticipatory. Smug. If Alex hadn't known better, he would have said the Wolf seemed as though he thought Alex and Bella should be pleased by his choice of victims. But why would the Wolf care what his Pet and Toy thought?

Not that Alex even knew what to think. Some part of him felt entirely vindicated to see his cheating ex and back-stabbing former best friend in the same situation that they had, unwittingly, thrust Bella and Alex into with their actions. It had a certain kind of justice to it... but at the same time, there was nothing truly just about the Wolf and his particular use for citizens of the Moon. Alex hadn't thought he would wish his experiences on anyone. Although, if he was going to...

Strangely, he realized he was also slightly disappointed. Not because he wanted to stay, but because he had wanted to escape. The Wolf was going to let him and Bella go, which meant that he wasn't going to be the hero that he'd wanted to be in Bella's eyes. He wasn't going to save her. He had nothing to do with it. The Wolf was still controlling everything and it was depressing and frustrating even though the outcome was the same. 

Waving his hand, the Wolf looked over to the wall. Bella flinched as she recognized the red hair of Nurse Roche and realized what Lisa and Ken were about to endure. "Nurse Roche, please take Slut and Bitch to be processed. I'd like to spend a little bit of quality time with my Pet and Toy before they go."



Taken by the Wolf Ch. 27



The Wolf's hands caressed Bella almost idly as she stared at the man she'd once thought she was in love with. Part of her wanted to laugh at the look of outrage on his face, distorted by the ball gag that had been forced into his mouth. Next to him, Lisa was staring at Alex, and Bella felt an urge to throw herself off of the Wolf's lap and on top of Alex, to cover him from his ex's eyes. Not that she really thought Alex would be interested in Lisa anymore, but she hated that Lisa could even look at him. 

Waving his hand, the Wolf looked over to the wall. Bella flinched as she recognized the red hair of Nurse Roche and realized what Lisa and Ken were about to endure. "Nurse Roche, please take Slut and Bitch to be processed. I'd like to spend a little bit of quality time with my Pet and Toy before they go."

He pinched Bella's nipple as he spoke, making her arch as the tiny bud throbbed with a mix of pain and pleasure. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Lisa and Ken gape at her, and she closed her eyes so that she didn't have to look. Remembering how the Wolf had played with her and Alex before sending them off for "processing," she wasn't sure whether or not she was relieved that he wasn't going to toy with Lisa and Ken. If she'd been forced to watch Alex doing... well, anything, with Lisa, it would have torn her apart.

Slut and Bitch... surprisingly apt names for the two of them. Lisa with her look of excitement when she'd first come in, and Ken, who never stopped bitching. 

It was almost strange, actually. Abby had been Slave. Ken and Lisa were Bitch and Slut... when Bella thought about it, Pet and Toy seemed almost affectionate. And the Wolf was actually petting her, stroking her skin, in between pinching her nipples. Not that it would keep him from being merciless with her, if he felt like it, but Bella couldn't help but make the comparison in his attitude towards Lisa and Ken. Had he chosen them because he thought it would somehow make Alex and Bella happy?

To be honest, Bella wasn't sure how she felt about it.

But she didn't have a whole lot of time to think it through either. Watching them being escorted from the room, Ken still trying to yell behind his gag, and Lisa looking back over her shoulder at both Alex and the Wolf, the Wolf was already sliding his hand between Bella's thighs. Beside them, Alex had refocused as soon as the Wolf had made his declaration, his jaw clenched as he watched the Wolf fondling Bella.

"On your knees, Toy," the Wolf said, giving Alex a penetrating look. Bella squirmed as two of the Wolf's fingers slid into her pussy, coaxing the wetness from her soft folds, stretching the entrance. His other hand was still playing with her breasts, pinching her nipples just firmly enough to make her squirm.

Slowly, Alex went down to his knees, not even sparing a backwards glance as Ken and Lisa were led away. His attention was entirely on the Wolf and Bella. Sometimes she truly did feel more like she was the toy, not Alex, and like both of the men were fighting over her. 

The Wolf's hand on her breast slid upwards, to wrap around her throat, forcing her head back so that her back arched and her breasts thrust forward. Her hands had fallen to her side, but Bella didn't move them, didn't try to keep the Wolf from touching her however he wished. The firm grip on her throat didn't hurt, and he wasn't cutting off her air, but it did serve to emphasize her vulnerability. Made her feel even smaller and more helpless, because she knew that she didn't dare try to stop him. He could easily tighten his fingers if he did. 

"Give Toy some lube," the Wolf ordered one of the men, who immediately moved to do his bidding. Bella couldn't see the Wolf's expression, but she swore she could feel his eyes glowing behind her. "He's going to get Pet ready for me."

She whimpered, writhing slightly as his fingers swirled in her pussy, his wet thumb coming up to smear her clit with her juices. The soldier handed Alex the lube, and he took it, his expression stony. 

"Lift up your legs, Pet," the Wolf murmured into her ear. "Give Toy access to that pretty little asshole. You want him to be able to do a good job lubing you up for me, don't you?"

It was a humiliating position, leaning back against the Wolf and raising her knees in the air, keeping them spread far apart. She could feel his cock grinding against her ass, partially wedged between her cheeks as the tip of it pressed against her lower back. Her pussy and asshole were completely on display, so that anyone looking up at the dais would be able to see the Wolf's fingers as they frigged her pussy, keeping the folds splayed open. 

Then Alex's fingers were pressing against her anus and Bella groaned as the tight hole gave way under pressure, opening for him. Both men had their fingers buried inside of her, moving and pressing against the walls of her body. As always, her asshole burned slightly as it was penetrated, although the slight pain quickly receded to a more pleasant sensation, especially as the Wolf worked her pussy.

She could only imagine how she looked, with her legs wantonly spread and two men fingering her holes. Alex wasn't looking at her face anymore, his eyes were on the sight before him, entranced by the sight of fingers moving back and forth inside of her. Her pussy lips were coated with her cream, so much that it was sliding down into her crack and helping to lubricate his fingers as they moved in and out of her ass. That tight little ring was pink around his fingers, although not as pink as the swollen folds of her pussy around the Wolf's. The wet sound of the Wolf's violation of her pussy filled his ears.

The wet musky scent of feminine pleasure made him want to lean forward and lick, her clit standing out like a tempting little pink berry that the Wolf's thumb would occasionally flick, making her tighten down on both of them. Even though he hated that the Wolf was also touching her, that didn't stop his erection from straining as he pushed his fingers back and forth in her ass. Strangely he didn't give a shit that the Wolf might soon be doing something similar with Lisa. He was just glad that soon Bella would be free from this. 

"Stop, Toy, I think she's ready," the Wolf said.

Alex hated that he listened. Reluctantly pulling his fingers from her body, he sat back. At this point, there was no way he was risking further punishment. Not when they were so close to being released. Somehow, he was going to find a way to stop what the Wolf was doing... even if he was made to forget, eventually he would remember, he promised himself. 

The Wolf lifted Bella up, and Alex was forced to watch - his face only a foot away - as the older man lined his cock up with Bella's ass. She moaned, whimpering slightly as her tight hole was forced open, gravity pulling her down onto the Wolf's cock. 

"Lick her pussy, Toy."

Holding her thighs open with his hands underneath them, the Wolf was practically offering up Bella's pussy to Alex. He leaned forward, and slid his tongue up the center of her folds, making her gasp and rock on the Wolf's cock. Careful not to let his tongue get anywhere near the slick length that was sliding into her, Alex licked up and down her slit, knowing that her soft moans of pleasure were for him. 

His cock throbbed as her sweet flavor coated his tongue, but he didn't touch it. It was one thing to get off because the Wolf was forcing him to, another to jerk himself while Bella's ass was being raped by the crime lord. Moving up to her clit, he sucked on the swollen nub and she cried out, rocking her hips as she sank fully onto the Wolf's cock.

The sensations were intense. The angle of the Wolf's penetration made him feel huge in her ass, like he was stretching her wider than ever. It was a slow slide down his pole, impaling herself as gravity demanded, and then Alex's tongue started licking up her slit and she clenched, increasing the burn as her sphincter tried to tighten and couldn't. Even though the Wolf's hand was no longer on her throat, as he was holding her thighs wide open and supporting her, her head rested on his shoulder, her body arching and squirming as the pain and pleasure mixed together.

Alex sucked her clit into his mouth and her asshole spasmed, her hands coming down on his head and holding him tightly against her pussy as the Wolf filled her completely and her body exploded in orgasm from the combination. The suction on her clit increased and she writhed, rocking on the Wolf's cock, her asshole clenching and massaging the thick girth it was impaled on, as her pussy spasmed emptily. 

When she finally fell back with a whimper, her fingers loosening their hold on Alex's hair, the Wolf's cock was still rock hard in her backside and Alex was laving slow, tender licks up the center of her pussy. The swollen, sensitive folds tingled as she panted for breath. 

"Stand up, Toy, and fuck Pet with me."

The Wolf's chair leaned back, his hands holding her wide open, as Alex slowly stood. His cock jutted out in front of him, achingly hard and pointed directly at her pussy. Bella moaned, her eyes closing... she already felt sated and swollen from her orgasm. 

The head of Alex's cock pressed against her pussy and she quivered as he began to push in. The two cocks jostled from room inside of her body, stretching her, making her burn. Her pussy was already exquisitely sensitive from her orgasm, her anal muscles straining from the prolonged stretch of accommodating the Wolf's cock, and yet she still felt pleasure flare as Alex slowly worked his cock back and forth until he was completely buried inside of her, bending over both her and the Wolf. 

Letting go of her thigh, the Wolf reached around her, grasping Alex by the throat, his thumb running over Alex's pulse.

"Fuck her. Hard."

Alex didn't want to obey, but his body did anyway. The tight, wet, silky heat of Bella's pussy was gripping him like a vise, and nature demanded that he move. When he did, he didn't have the control he wanted - needed - to go slowly. The Wolf's hand tightened on his throat as he thrust hard, rocking her on the Wolf's cock. He could feel the thick, hard ridge of the Wolf's dick rubbing against his as he fucked Bella, groaning with pleasure as she arched between them in growing ecstasy. 

They all moved together, Alex braced over them, the Wolf surging up from underneath, and Bella caught in the middle, crying out with pleasure that was lightly tinged with flickering flames. The hand on Alex's throat was almost caressing him, impossible to ignore, even as he pounded into Bella, his balls tightening as his orgasm approached.

Then, just as the cum in his balls began to boil, tightening his sack, and his spine tingled, the Wolf suddenly pulled him down by the throat. Their mouths clashed together; the second Alex opened his lips in shock, the Wolf's tongue thrust in. Between them, Bella shuddered and screamed as ecstatic rapture shot through her, her holes spasming around their cocks, milking them.

The pleasure was so intense that Alex forgot to fight, forgot to try and pull away, and his mouth remained locked with the Wolf's as his muscles tightened and his cum spurted deep into Bella's pussy. He could feel the Wolf's cock throbbing alongside his, filling her ass with hot fluid, the three of them cumming together, setting each other off and causing their pleasure to extend. 

When he was empty, Alex's knees felt so weak that he pulled out of Bella rather abruptly, sinking down between her and the Wolf's legs as his muscles went limp. It put him right on eye with her pussy, which was glossy and leaking his cum, dripping down to fall onto the Wolf's balls. The other man's cock was slowly shrinking, Bella's reddened anus tightly gripping it even as it dwindled in size. 

The scent of sex and cum was all that Alex could smell, burrowing into his brain. He wondered if even the Wolf's drugs could ever make him forget it.

******

As they were herded into the shuttle, Bella gripped Alex's hand. The dress that she'd been given to wear felt odd, the fabric rubbing against her skin. Even her undergarments were uncomfortable, despite the fact that they were made from the softest fibers available. And not just because her pussy and anus were still sore from when Alex and the Wolf had double teamed her barely an hour again. She'd been without clothing for so long that it felt unnatural to be wearing any.

But that wasn't what was making her anxious.

"I don't understand," she whispered to Alex, unconsciously angling herself so that she was partially tucked against him, seeking comfort as she had so often done. 

After the Wolf had finished with them, they'd both been taken from the room to shower. Then they'd been handed the clothing they were currently wearing, blindfolded, and taken out to a hover car. At first Bella had panicked, thinking that the chips the Wolf had had put in them on their first day would react, but one of the soldiers had reassured her that it had been deactivated. His words had proved true as they'd been driven away from the compound and nothing happened. Bella wondered if the Wolf had lied about the chips. Something had been injected into them that first day, but maybe not what they'd been told. Maybe it had been nothing more than one of the Wolf's mind games. The blindfolds had been removed as soon as they'd reached the shuttle port and they'd been escorted out of the car and to the shuttle. 

What hadn't happened was what both of them had been expecting - the memory drug. 

Alex squeezed her hand reassuringly, although she could see the tension in his shoulders and jaw, suggesting that he was just as disturbed by the deviation. Was the Wolf planning on sending them back with their full memories? The shuttle had the Moon's logo on it, so the moment they set foot on it, they should be safe from him.

But, how safe? Considering that the Moon's Prime, Second, Prime Commander and Earth Minister all had some kind of deal going on with the devil?

"No matter what happens," Alex whispered in her ear, his voice grave and determined, "I'll take care of you. I promise."

A bubbly blonde stewardess headed towards them from the back of the shuttle, beaming brightly. "Oh, look at you two! Please, come and sit down, everyone's going to be so excited when you arrive!"

Despite the seeming sincerity of her friendliness and excitement, Bella couldn't help but eye the woman with suspicion. She was more confused now than she had ever been at the compound. Could they trust the stewardess?

The woman got them buckled in efficiently enough, babbling the entire time about how excited they must be to go home. Truthfully, Bella wasn't sure if she was excited. In fact, she felt a little sick to her stomach. What was going to happen when they got there? How could they prove that the top officials in the Moon's government had corrupt dealings with the Wolf? 

Why did they still have their memories?

Being a captive inside the Wolf's compound had been far simpler than this. 

Bella looked around the shuttle as the stewardess finished buckling them in, telling them that they'd be lifting off in just a few minutes, as another question occurred to her. Where was Trish?

******

"You have a choice." Jordan stood over her, his arms crossed over his chest, his eyes glinting as he looked down at her. Shifting nervously, Trish folded her hands on her lap, trying not to squirm under that stern gaze. Something about the way he was looking at her made her feel even more nervous than usual. "I'm... retiring, for the lack of a better word. I have all the money I need and a place on an island near the equator. The Wolf is going to promote Zadia in my place and will only call on me if he has need."

Trish stared up at him, silently, tensing as she wondered what this meant for her. For the first time, she saw Jordan hesitant, his hand coming up to rub along his jaw in an almost nervous gesture.

"You can come with me."

"Or... stay here?" she asked, her voice a whisper. That didn't appeal at all. She'd much rather go with him. 

"Or go home."

"Home?" she echoed, as if she didn't know the meaning of the word. Truthfully, she just didn't quite understand what he was saying. It didn't compute.

"To the Moon." Jordan glanced at the timepiece on his wrist. "Alex and Bella will leave for the shuttle in ten minutes. You can go with them or stay here with me."

Her heart was beating so hard and fast that she was sure she could hear it in her ears. Go home? Escape this... sexual servitude? This man who had taken her against her will and used her as his personal sex toy? Home to... what? People who looked down on her, a society that was rotten from the inside out, where wealth was valued over commonsense and work ethic... home where no one had even cared that she was missing... 

"What would I do, if I stayed?" she heard herself asking, her voice sounding far away. Like a stranger's.

Jordan stepped closer, his hand reaching out to cup her chin, fingers stroking her cheek softly. "The same thing we've been doing. Be mine. Decorate my home. Sleep in my bed. Let me take care of you."

It was that last one that sent a shiver down her spine. The gentle way he said it, the way his voice and eyes softened. 

"Why me?" she asked, her voice husky. She sucked her lower lip in, wetting it, even though her mouth felt dry. It was the question she'd wondered from the beginning. 

There was a long moment, tension stretching between them, and she thought he might not answer. Then he sighed, his face carefully blank of all emotion. "Because I don't want to let you go."

From a man like Jordan, it was probably the most emotionally revealing statement she was going to get. It might as well be an avowal of love. Maybe it was just possession, but he was always gentle with her, always caring, always cherishing. A man didn't ask his possession if it wanted to stay with him. He didn't give his possession a choice. Trish wavered for only a moment. Perhaps she had gone insane. Perhaps this was Stockholm's Syndrome and she should be going home to throw herself at the mercy of a shrink. Instead, she nodded her head. 

"I'll go with you."

Emotion flashed in Jordan's eyes, hot and triumphant, and he suddenly crouched down so that they were on eye level, his fingers firming on her jaw. Holding her immobile. Something warm and tingly pulsed through her core in response. 

"Say it again, baby girl," he murmured. Demanded, really. His eyes bore into hers with a neediness that shocked her.

"I'll go with-" 

Just as she started to say 'you,' he was on her, his mouth covering hers, lifting her up and moving her further back on the bed so that he could lay atop her. Hard muscle pinned her to the bed and she whimpered as hot need swirled. It might be sick, but she didn't care anymore. Here, she was wanted. Needed. Pleasured. Cared for. Cherished.

Her hands were pushed above her head as Jordan groaned with need, his tongue thrusting into her mouth even as his hips ground against her pussy. Holding her wrist in one hand, he used his other to yank her thigh up and open, and then undo the front of his pants. He was like a starving man, hungry for her, needing to lay and confirm his claim now that she'd made her decision.

Trish gasped as he thrust inside of her, hot and hard and completely impatient, filling her with his cock. She was wet enough that it didn't matter, even though her inner muscles strained to take him so quickly. Moaning, she gave in, submitting herself and sinking into the pleasure as he took her. It was so easy to just let go and be free. 

And her ecstasy soared.

******

"Excuse me," Bella said, as the stewardess was about to turn away. "Where is Trish?"




Taken by the Wolf Ch. 27



"Who?" The stewardess looked at her, confused. Alex frowned. Guilt slid through him as he realized he hadn't even thought about what had happened to Trish, he'd been so focused on Bella and relieved that she was getting to safety. Granted, everything he'd seen of the other young woman had shown that she was being treated differently -- better in some ways -- than he and Bella had been in the compound, like she'd been accepted there, but it grated on him that he'd let her fate slip his mind. It bothered him even more than the stewardess looked confused.

"The other woman who was taken at the same time as us? The blonde?" Bella persisted, looking even more concerned.

"Oh." Recognition dawned on the stewardess' face. "I think I remember something about her from the news vids. They really didn't say much though. I guess she doesn't have any family or something?" The stewardess shrugged, completely unconcerned. "No one told me, they just said that you two are going home. I'm sure she'll be sent home eventually, the Wolf never keeps anyone for more than a year. You two are much more important, your families never stopped funding the search for you, they said so on the news." She smiled brightly at them.

Rage boiled up inside Alex, and only Bella's sudden taking of his hand kept him from snapping at the stewardess. It was obvious that she didn't think Trish mattered at all. Or that she thought there was anything really wrong with the ordeal they'd just gone through. It was an attitude typical of the Moon -- as long as no one important was really affected, then it didn't matter. 

Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes and focused on Bella. 

Bella clothed. Bella beside him. Bella safe. 

When they got to the Moon, he'd find a way to find out what happened to Trish and rescue her too.

Completely oblivious, the stewardess told them to have a good flight, and he heard her scuttle away. Bella's fingers stroked his, as though she was drawing comfort from him as well. Letting out a long breath, he felt the tension in his shoulders slowly dissipate. Releasing her hand, he wrapped his arm around her shoulders and she snuggled in as much as she could in the seats they were sitting in. 

He wondered what would happen when they got to the Moon. Would they be met by the Prime? Prime Second or Commander? Ken's father? Threats to keep quiet about what had happened to them down there?

Alex smiled grimly. He might keep quiet for a while, as he planned, but there was no way he was going to let them get away with their corrupt dealings. The Moon needed to actually be independent of the Earth, so that they were no longer beholden to the crime lords for their necessities. They needed to stop allowing young men and women as part of the exchange. On Earth, Alex had learned too much. Both about what was actually going on, and about himself. He was stronger than the weak-willed bastards who called themselves leaders.

There was no way they could keep him quiet. Not for long.

******

Bright light seemed to pierce right through her eyelids and she moaned. Her head hurt abominably. She reached up to tentatively touch her forehead, and moaned again. The skin felt tight. Tingly. Painful sparks seemed to radiate from where her fingertips had pressed so gently against her skin.

"I know, sweetheart, I know it hurts, just give us a moment."

A woman's soft voice, meant to be soothing, but it was like grating metal to her ears. She whimpered.

Something pressed against her neck and she recognized the hiss of a pressurized shot. Blessed cool relief slid through her and this time her moan was pure gratitude. Opening her eyes, she had to blink several times as her eyes adjusted to the light and the stark white of the ceiling and walls. She was lying on her back in what looked like a med-space.

A gentle looking older woman with dark brown hair, peered down at her, eyes checking over her. "How are you feeling?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Her mouth felt strange, dry. "Water?"

"Of course, here you go." 

"Thank you." She lifted the bottle to her mouth and nearly sighed with happiness as the water washed away the strange taste on her tongue. Looking around, she felt a small chill as she lowered the bottle. "Where am I? What happened?"

The woman peered at her again. "Do you remember your name?" she asked, instead of answering either of the questions.

Strangely, it didn't come to her immediately. 

"Bella?" she said, but she heard her voice coming out more as though it was asking a question. The woman smiled, pleased, and nodded her head.

"What's the last thing you remember?"

That was harder. The answer didn't just pop into her head. She had to really think, and it kind of hurt, almost as if the answer was awakening the headache that she'd woken with. 

"I was on Earth with Ken... and his friends Alex and Lisa..." And now she was in a med unit. Fear flashed through her. "Oh my god, were we in an accident? Where are they?"

"Shhh, shh, calm down," the woman urge, reaching out to take Bella's hands, rubbing her thumbs over the backs of them as she tried to sooth Bella. "There was no accident. You and Alex were kidnapped while you were on Earth, taken by the Wolf. You've just come home."

"Alex and I?" Bella murmured, confused, her brow winkling. But that didn't make sense. They'd gone down as a group of four for safety. Why would she and Alex have separated themselves from their significant others? Something swirled in her head, like a picture that wasn't quite coming together, but then the woman was talking again.

"We've found that being taken by the Wolf, especially for as long a period of time as you and Alex were, is incredibly traumatic," the woman explained, earnest and sincere. The warm kindness in her voice helped to calm Bella much more than her words did. "It's best to administer a drug to you, which makes you forget your time down there, so that you can continue your normal life here. You don't have to worry about any after effects. We've been doing this for a while. The government pays for the treatment, at no cost to the Wolf's victims." Her eyes flashed a bit angrily. "One day that monster is going to get what he deserves."

"I... see..." Bella said. Except that she didn't, not entirely. What the woman said made sense, and she was obviously sincere in her emotions, but Bella had the strangest feeling that everything the woman was saying was wrong.

With a sympathetic look on her face, the woman released Bella's hands, patting them. "I know, it's an adjustment. You've been gone for several months, but it feels like nothing, right? Don't worry, it won't take you too long to adjust. We're releasing you from the hospital today and you'll be able to slide right back into your old life."

"Okay..." Bella rubbed her head. It felt like there was something inside her brain, trying to get out. "Can I see Alex?" For some reason it felt imperative that she find Alex as soon as possible. She wasn't sure why. Maybe just because the woman had told her that they'd been through their ordeal together. They weren't exactly close, although she'd always admired him. 

The pressure on her brain seemed to tighten, the more she thought about him. 

"Yes of course," the woman said, looking somewhat relieved. "Come on, let's get you dressed and I'll take you to him."

It only took a few minutes for Bella to put on her clothes. They felt strange, unnatural, although she didn't know why. Maybe she was just still disoriented. It was very odd to know that she'd been on Earth for months and yet she couldn't remember any of it. She recalled seeing the victims of the Wolf being released from the hospital, the blank looks on their faces. This must be why. And that's why they never answered the media's questions; because they couldn't remember. 

Maybe the woman was right and it was a blessing. After all, from what the day captives said, things down there were perverse. Orgiastic. Completely hedonistic. If she'd been raped and sexually tortured, she shouldn't want to remember.

Right?

They entered a room that looked more like a lobby. Alex was sitting there on a couch, leaning forward and resting his arms on his elbows, a man in front of him, leaning forward and talking to him. As Bella and the woman came in, Alex looked up and something in his expression cleared, relief showing stark across his face.

"Bella!"

He jumped up and she found herself lurching forward, practically throwing herself into his arms. Her body had moved before she had time to think about it, but once she was pressed against him, his arms tight around her, she immediately relaxed. It felt familiar. Safe. If they'd been captured together then they must have leaned on each other, so that only made sense. 

The man and woman had moved together and were talking in low voices, sounding surprised about Alex and Bella's reactions to each other. 

"Are you okay?" Alex murmured, keeping his voice low, as he pulled away slightly so that he could look down at her.

Even under their current circumstances, she couldn't help but notice how attractive he was. How drawn to him she was. Shouldn't she be feeling guilty about that? After all, Ken was her boyfriend... but surprisingly she didn't feel guilty at all. And when she thought about Ken, all she got was a kind of sick, unhappy feeling. But why?

"I'm okay... just confused. They said we were taken by the Wolf, but I can't remember anything," she whispered, letting some of her consternation show.

"I know... the last thing I remember is being really angry, but I can't remember why." His brow furrowed, his arms tightening on her. Bella liked the way it felt.

"Angry? When we were on Earth?"

"Yeah... I think it had something to do with Lisa, but I just can't remember what." His frustration was clear in his voice, but his words were doing something to her. Stirring some kind of emotional response that seemed to be attached to a memory.

"I think... I remember being mad too... at Ken..." she said slowly, trying to sort through her feelings and the memories that seemed to be little more than wisps floating through her head. "Mad and sad."

"I don't know what happened to us, but I'm going to take care of you, Bella, okay?" Alex pulled her in again, tucking her head beneath his chin and she nestled in like it was the most natural thing in the world. It felt right.

"Okay."

"Get your hands off her!" The door slammed open and Bella jumped, instinctively clutching at Alex as he practically shoved her behind him, already moving into a defensive stance, ready to protect her from whatever was after them. 

The man and woman in the room with them both jumped as Ken's father came barreling in. Bella had always been intimidated by him, but she'd grown to like him too. Now, looking at him, something in the pit of her stomach roiled and she felt like throwing up... her instincts jibbered and shrieked, telling her to flee. Since she couldn't, she just clutched at Alex's back, holding him in place, while simultaneously clinging to him for comfort. 

"What the hell?" Alex asked harshly, one hand in front of him to help fend off Ken's father, the other behind him as if to herd Bella. "What are you doing here?"

"Keep my son's girlfriend safe, apparently," Ken's father said, glaring and stabbing an accusing finger at Alex. "He's been kidnapped, taken by the Wolf, just days ago and you're already trying to steal her away from him?!"

The way that Ken Sr. was looking at her made Bella's skin crawl. She shuddered, not knowing why. It was an unusual reaction. He looked angry, which wasn't a surprise considering that Ken had been taken, but... 

Why didn't she feel upset about that? If anything, she felt a strange sense of... what? Vindication? Justice?

An image formed in her mind of Ken... begging. Naked. With a woman, also naked, by his side, also begging... Alex. Ken and Lisa, begging her and Alex not to be upset. Bella moaned as she pressed her fingers to her temples as the images became clearer, her emotions rioting and bringing them back. Strong emotions. 

Anger. Betrayal. Hurt. Pain. Loss.

She shook her head to clear her mind, only now noticing that Alex was holding her again, his voice filled with worry as he said her name.

"I'm okay," she said, shakily. Ken Sr. stepped forward and she cringed back as Alex practically snarled at him. The man that Alex had been talking with reached out and pulled Ken Sr. back. "But I'm not Ken's girlfriend. He cheated on me with Lisa. We broke up. That's how we - Alex and I - got captured. We left them in the hotel where they'd been... anyway. We left, and they took us from taxi."

Tension filled Alex's arms. "That's right," he said, his voice going hard. "I remember now."

******

If Alex hadn't been looking directly at Ken Sr., he would have missed the consternation and something that looked a lot like fear which flitted across his face. Bella nuzzled into Alex's chest, and he tightened his arms around her. Since he'd woken up he'd been confused, agitated, and a bit angry. Now, with Bella in his arms, some of that was soothed.

Whatever had happened down on Earth, he instinctively knew that no matter what, he had to take care of Bella. It wasn't logical, he didn't know - or at least didn't remember why - but that was what he felt. 

It was like a sensory memory, something that he just knew. 

Ken Sr. turned to the doctor, the man that Alex had been talking to. He could only assume the woman who had come in the room with Bella was another doctor. Their furious, whispered conversation wasn't entirely audible to him, but he realized that he was picking up much more of it than he would have thought possible. Almost as if he was used to listening in to conversations like this.

"...how can they be remembering? That shouldn't be..."

"... close to the initial event that we aimed for.... no other explanation.... shouldn't remember any more...."

"Give them more of the drug."

".... too dangerous. They've already had the maximum.... possible he did something..."

Bella murmured something against Alex's chest. Distracted, he looked down at her, stroking her brown hair as he held her tenderly. He remembered Lisa cheating on him. His rage at the betrayal, both by her and his best friend. Practically dragging Bella out of the hotel, convincing her that she deserved better than a cheating ass like Ken. 

Something else though, too. Holding her protectively... while they were naked, on a bed. Feeling... tenderness... protectiveness... love... joy. All very strongly. The emotions seemed to be key. They came first, followed by images. Impressions. Memories that slowly became a little more clear.

"Come on, Bella, I'll take you to your family." Ken Sr. had stepped away from the doctors again. Alex didn't like the glint in his eye. Something else stirred in the back of his mind, farther away, attached to anger. Maybe it was just residual, leftover from his anger over Ken Jr. 

"No!" Bella's voice came out panicked as she turned slightly, holding onto Alex even tighter. "I want to stay with Alex."

"Sir, it's best if you not distress them," the male doctor said. Alex realized that the man had never given Alex his name. "We'll take them to their families." Bella made a small noise of distress and he looked over, giving her a reassuring smile. "Both of you together, of course."

Ken Sr. looked as if he wanted to countermand the doctor's orders, but the woman gave him a sharp look and he subsided, allowing them to be led away. Something close to hatred stirred in Alex's chest, and he felt like he could almost remember why... and then they were leaving the room and it subsided.

******

"I'm doing okay, mom, I promise," Bella said, doing her best to reassure her mother. 

It had been two weeks since she and Alex had returned home to the Moon, their memories wiped. Two weeks of trying to get them back. Maybe they should just leave it alone, but neither of them seemed to be able to stop poking at them.

Especially because sometimes, something came through.

Bella had had a particularly bad spot on her second day home when her parents had wanted to take her to the doctor. She'd had a full blown hysterical panic attack, that only calmed when Alex held her, reassuring her that she didn't have to go to the doctors. Her parents, terrified of her response, had quickly agreed. That hadn't stopped the memories from cascading back. Not all of them, of that she was sure, but she remembered Doctor Margolis. Remembered his cruel smile, the electricity that he'd tortured her with...

When her parents had left, she'd told Alex about it. His resulting fury had made him remember a name - Nurse Roche. Although he couldn't remember why he knew that name. It just popped into his head. 

Eventually they figured out that the more strongly they had felt about something, the more likely it was they'd be able to remember it eventually. Sometimes it burst out, like an explosion in their minds, other times it came more gradually. Alex was constantly protective of Bella. The other day they'd been nearly caught out by media, who had realized their location when they'd gone to get groceries, and a young, blonde-haired woman had nearly been injured when she'd been knocked over. Alex had gone practically ballistic, yelling at the media, protecting both Bella and the young woman with his body until security showed up.

When they got home, he told her about Trish. He remembered her more clearly than Bella did. They'd started trying to look up what might have happened to her, but there was no real news coverage of her kidnapping, nothing to indicate where she might be now. There was plenty about Bella and Alex though, including clips from Ken and Lisa begging for their return. It had sent Alex into another ranting rage that Bella had calmed by cuddling with him.

They hadn't had sex. Not yet. Alex was being a gentleman and Bella... well, Bella was getting impatient. She was living in his house, sleeping in his bed, in his arms, every night, and yet the few times she'd tried to initiate, he'd been too worried that they were reacting to things they couldn't remember. Too worried that she was emotionally vulnerable and that he would be taking advantage of her.

At this point, Bella was starting to think she was going to need to take advantage of him.

He wasn't home right now though. He'd gone out to look for a job. The government was funding them right now, kind of a grant for the trauma they'd been through - even if they couldn't remember it - but Alex felt a pressing need to do something. Maybe something political, he'd said. Bella hadn't entirely understood, and she didn't like being separated from him during the day, but she was learning to deal. And it did give her more time to try and remember things.

They'd quickly learned that it was frowned upon though. They'd been in touch with a few of the Wolf's former victims, none of whom wanted to even try and remember what had happened to them. They'd looked askance when Alex and Bella had even hinted that some things were coming back to them. The next day, a doctor had dropped by - nearly sending Bella into another panic attack. She hadn't been at all like the doctors that had taken care of Bella and Alex when they'd first woken up. She'd been stern, uncompromising, and had told them that they could damage their own brains by trying to force memories to return. They needed to concentrate on re-establishing their lives, not on the past.

Of course that was kind of hard to do when so many things about her life made Bella unhappy. She couldn't stand to be around Ken's father, although his parents had both tried to reach out to her and Alex. Living at home wasn't an option; she had too many panic attacks at night when she wasn't with Alex. Her cheating boyfriend had disappeared, presumed a captive of the Wolf. Ken's parents were funding the search for him and his and Lisa's faces were on the media almost every day. Interest had soared, since they had already been known from Alex and Bella's ordeal.




Taken by the Wolf Ch. 27



"You aren't going to watch the broadcast, are you? I don't want you to be all alone, when you see it. At least wait for Alex if you won't watch it with us," her mother pleaded.

"Of course, mom, I'll wait for Alex," Bella said, lying through her teeth.

Today, for the first time ever, the Wolf was going to be broadcasting a message to the Earth's media. It was also going to be playing on the Moon. If Alex wasn't back in time, Bella would be watching it alone, because there was no way she could wait. She needed to see the man who had held her captive for months. To see if it would spark something - anything - in her memory. Sometimes it felt like her memories were right there, on the other side of a wall, pounding at it and trying to get through.

Finally she managed to convince her mother that she was just fine and to get off of the phone with her. She knew her parents meant well, but sometimes they drove her up the wall. It was like they expected her to be broken, and that's how they treated her. But she wasn't. Even with the things she remembered, she didn't feel broken. Sometimes, even when she remembered something awful, like her time with Dr. Margolis, she felt stronger afterwards. Because she'd come through it. At least, she didn't remember going insane.

Half an hour later, after a lot of channel flipping, the broadcast finally started. Alex still wasn't home. Curling up with a cushion between her thighs and her chest, Bella turned it to the news, so that she could see the announced broadcast.

The first thing that struck her was the man himself. The media had tried for so long to get a good, clear picture of him and had never achieved it. But the moment shes saw him, there on the screen, she felt something inside of her shift in confirmation.

Yes, that's what he looks like. 

It was him. Not an actor or an impostor, like some of the reporters had theorized would show up. That was the man himself. Bright green eyes, piercing, a hard face, and dark black hair that was silver around his temples. One of the reporters said something mocking about that sign of age that had been allowed. Idiot. As if a bit of grey hair somehow made the Wolf less powerful. He had no need to cling to his youth to create an imposing presence, he was all on his own.

The image began to zoom out and Bella tensed. Something inside of her recognized the location. A dais, with the Wolf in the center, seated in a chair that was almost a throne. On either side of him, kneeling and naked - although their genitals had been blurred out by the censors - were Lisa and Ken. Behind him hung two black bordered banners with a sigil on them.

There was a roaring noise in her ears, drowning out whatever the reporters were saying as she stared at the sigil. It looked like an S with a horizontal bar through the top curve. Nothing that should have meant anything. Definitely nothing that should have sent a strong surge of emotion through her.

It was one of the few strong, positive emotional reactions that she'd had. The only one she'd had that didn't have to do with Alex. Bella licked her lips, trying to distance herself and study what she was feeling. Excitement. Joy. Hope. But why? Why would that sigil incur those feelings?

The pressure seemed to be building in her head, and then all of the sudden the camera zoomed in to the Wolf again and Bella nearly cursed. Her focus was lost and the pounding receded. It wasn't the first time that had happened when she was trying to remember something and it wouldn't be the last. She made herself attend to what the Wolf was saying, hoping it would bring something back. 

Nothing. He was addressing the people of Earth. Declaring how important he was. Telling them that he had the son of a government official of the Moon at his beck and call. When prompted, Ken stood and spread his legs apart, bending forward. A woman came up, very pretty with red hair, and began to spank Ken with her hand as the Wolf continued to talk.

The cameraman was apparently too fascinated by what was happening to Ken to zoom back in on the Wolf, although he didn't zoom in in Ken either. Probably worried for his job if he did something so blatant. This was the first time the media was getting a look at the Wolf's sexual decadence.

Something about it all rang completely wrong to Bella. She noticed that the Wolf kept gesturing up to the sigil, which drew her eye again, as he began to talk about how all those loyal to him should wear it. Declare themselves for him. Because the Moon was using too many of the Earth's resources, stealing them from those who labored for them, and it was time to put an end to it. His words seemed to shift in and out of her ears, meaningless babble as she felt the hope and joy growing in her chest the longer she stared at that sigil.

Her hand reached out as if to touch it... 

And she jerked back as the door opened.

******

The guilty look on Bella's face as Alex came in the door told him all he needed to know. She was watching the broadcast, even though she'd said she would wait for him. He sighed, but he wasn't truly angry. Somehow he'd known. But there was something else in her expression too, the kind of excitement that she usually showed just before she remembered something new. 

"Come here," she said, the guilt washing away quickly as she pointed at the screen. "Look at that, on the banner behind him... do you feel anything?"

Anger, as he looked at the Wolf, but nothing specific enough to spark a single memory. Probably there were too many tied up with the man. But he did recognize him, immediately, and knew that he was the real deal. Alex barely glanced at Ken and Lisa, although his eye lingered on the redhead for a moment. Looking at her made his balls ache, and not in the good way that he associated with being around Bella.

Then he looked at the banners that Bella was so excited about. His chest tightened, and it took him a moment before he realized he felt rising excitement too. Excitement and... triumph? 

The dark hole in the back of his mind opened up, except that it wasn't dark, there was light in it, like a tunnel...

"A tunnel, yes," Bella said, her head jerking back around to stare at the television. The same hope and excitement that he felt in his chest was glowing on her face. He hadn't even realized he'd spoken out loud. Her hand reached out as if to touch the sigil. "The way out... Alex, we knew the way out!"

FUCK.

He groaned as he went to his knees, gripping his head in his hands. It wasn't just that one memory that had become unblocked, it was like they were all coming tumbling through the tunnel, one after other, assaulting him. from every side.

"Alex? Alex are you okay?"

The panic in Bella's voice made him want to leap up and take down whatever was scaring her, but how could he protect her from himself? He hadn't been able to at the Wolf's compound. Hadn't been able to when they'd been returned the Moon, forcibly separated after landing, and then given the memory drugs. Not that the doctors had realized what they were blocking the memories for; Alex was pretty sure that they truly believed they were helping, that Alex and Bella had been traumatized by their time with the Wolf and needed protection. 

Those fucking Moon officials...

"Bella... I remember everything." His voice cracked. With his eyes closed, so that he couldn't look at his face, all he could see was the memories rushing by, filling that empty, gaping hole. "The things I did to you..."

"Alex, you wouldn't, you always took care of me, I know that," Bella said, rubbing her hand over his shoulders trying to soothe him. "I don't remember everything, but I KNOW that."

The faith in her voice, the trust, made him feel like he was splintering apart inside. He could remember how much he'd enjoyed fucked her. Dominating her. The sick part of him that had become aroused whenever the Wolf had fucked her too. Down there it hadn't seemed quite as bad; now, having been back, no longer in the situation, all he could do was pick apart every single thing he'd done. 

He was a monster, and she didn't even see it. 

Growling, he grabbed her wrist, pulling her down onto the ground as she shrieked, and rolling atop her, pressing her lower body into the ground with his as she stared up at him. Despite that, once the surprise receded, she didn't look scared.

"I raped you, Bella," he said, rocking against her, feeling his cock starting to grow as it rubbed against her softness. "I hurt you because he told me to."

"You protected me," she countered, shocking him as she wrapped her legs around him, arching beneath him. There was no way he could misinterpret the hot arousal filling her eyes as she tilted her chin challengingly. "I chose you. I remember choosing you, Alex. I remember you trying to fight him."

"Dammit, Bella, I'm a monster!" he yelled, trying to pull away from her, but her legs were wrapped too tightly around him.

Making a frustrated noise under her breath, Bella reached up and grabbed his head, pulling him down as her lips came up to meet his.

******

Idiot man. Then again, she wasn't entirely surprised at Alex's attempt to take the entire burden of guilt onto himself. Her memories were coming back. Not as quickly as Alex's head - that had looked painful as hell - but they were sliding back in one at a time. Most of them to do with Alex, most of them surrounded around her admiration for him, her appreciation of him, her love for him. 

She remembered him hurting her. She also remembered him holding her as he told her why. She remembered them fucking, and she also remembered them making love. Alex's arms around her at night, creating a safe haven in the midst of uncertainty. Her fear for him as he tried to fight to keep her safe. The way he'd constantly put his own body between her and perceived danger.

Bella kissed him. Hard. Passionately.

Maybe the idiot didn't remember everything, maybe he was only remembering the bad, because right now she was remembering a lot of the good. His mouth tasted of mint and chocolate, his cock rocked against her pussy and she flooded with anticipation. Memories slid through her, both good and bad, many of them arousing her even though it made her feel a little ashamed to be turned on by them... but then again, she'd been turned on when they'd been happening to her. 

"Bella..." Alex sounded tortured as he pulled his mouth away from hers, although he was no longer trying to detangle their bodies completely.

"Shut up," she said fiercely, glaring up at him. "I remember choosing you, Alex. I remember how guilty you felt when I did it, but I didn't feel any guilt until the Wolf took you instead. I always liked you, even when Ken and I were together. And while we were down there... I think... I know... I couldn't have made it through without you. You were everything to me. You still are." 

His gaze softened, his fingers brushing over her cheek as she blinked back tears.

"I remember us touching. You holding me. I remember how much I liked it," she murmured, rubbing her hand over his chest, now that he seemed to be softening. Listening to her. The intense look in his eyes didn't go away though, it just shifted, changed... heated. "I think... I might have fallen in love with you down there, Alex."

Something flashed through his eyes. Hot. Possessive. Relieved. This time his lips came down on hers by choice, demanding and hard. Bella moaned into his kiss, thankful that he'd finally stopped being so gentle with her. 

She tore at his shirt, and suddenly they were both in a frenzy to get each other's clothes off. To be skin to skin, they way they'd been so accustomed to. Neither of them even noticed the Wolf's voice droning on in the background - or if they did, it was subconsciously and it didn't distract either of them. With their memories fully returned, they were used to his presence. 

Alex squeezed her breasts, his mouth coming down on one nipple and she writhed as his teeth scraped against the little bud.

"Harder," she pleaded, arching and thrusting her breasts up into his face, her fingers weaving through the dark locks of his hair. "Please, Alex."

He sucked harder, biting down as his fingers pinched her other nipple tightly and Bella shuddered as the sensation went straight to her pussy. She rocked, trying to rub herself against him, and was only able to reach his stomach. The hard length of his erection was pressing against her thigh, but not anywhere near enough to her pussy to satisfy her. 

The rough manipulation of her sensitive nipples was making her wild, and she begged and pleaded for him as he toyed with her. It was hedonistic. Painful pleasure. All the things she'd reluctantly liked about their time with the Wolf, except without the humiliation, without the fear, without the shame. And it was with Alex. Just Alex.

When he moved up her body, taking her lips as his cock thrust into her pussy, Bella nearly orgasmed as their bodies aligned. She clung to him, moaning wildly as he began to slowly move back and forth, his large cock spearing her open and stretching her. After a steady diet of sexual contact with the Wolf, and then nothing for the past few weeks, she felt needier than ever... but she was also tight and needed the time to adjust to his size again. 

One hand slid down her back and under her buttocks. Her juices were trickling down the crease of her bottom, and she felt his finger slide through them, rubbing over her anus. She tightened around him, her body stiffening as his finger rimmed the little hole, pressing gently on it. Part of her wanted to tell him no, while the rest of her screamed yes. 

The sensitive bundle of nerves seemed to spark as the tip of his finger slid in, pumping gently as he continued to rise and fall over her, his tongue invading her mouth, so that it was like he was taking her in all three holes at once. Bella felt herself giving over to the sensations, giving in... submitting to Alex's protective dominance. 

Ecstasy swirled through her, from every inch of her, and she began to buck and writhe beneath him, her orgasm swelling higher.

******

It was sick, so sick, but he liked the stiffness of Bella's body as his finger first pierced her anus. He loved the surge of power that came when she didn't protest, when her slick pussy tightened around him and she gave herself over to pleasure instead. Accepting him, all of him. The Wolf had shown him that there were some ways in which they were similar, but if she'd told him no, he would have honored that barrier. 

That was how they were different.

And Alex clung to that.

But he couldn't deny the effect it had on him when she didn't tell him no. 

His finger went deeper into that hot, tight channel, his thrusts becoming harder as she arched beneath him, crying out. The tremors of her pussy became spasms as her inner muscles clenched, trying to milk his cock. Alex groaned, crying out her name as his balls tightened and he swelled inside of her clasping heat. Fulling impaling her on both his cock and his finger, he groaned as he felt the pulses of his own dick against the digit in her ass, filling her pussy with cum. 

Head bowed, he pulled his finger out, his cock jerking slightly at her soft whimper. 

Still half-hard, still pressed inside of her, he kissed her lips, her nose, her eyes, enjoying the way she squirmed beneath him, her fingers stroking her skin. It was like rediscovering her now that their memories were back. 

A long while later, still entangled on the floor, although now he was on his back and she was on her side, curled up against him with her head resting on his shoulder, they listened to the news anchors debating whether or not the Wolf meant to go to war with the Moon. They scoffed at the very idea, jeering his claim that the Moon couldn't last very long without the support of the earth - one of them laughed and said "Didn't anyone tell him we're self-sufficient?"

But Bella and Alex knew differently. They remembered.

"What are we going to do?" she asked, softly, her fingers sliding through the hair on his chest, almost petting him. Alex found her gentle touch soothing, if a bit ticklish.

He'd been thinking the exact same thing. "We're going to tell them. Tell everyone. Okay?"

There was only the barest moment of hesitation before she nodded her head. "Okay."

******

Five Months Later

"Sir?" A man came running up to his desk, his face slightly panicked. "The report you wanted, Sir."

It only took a moment to scan and then he was shoving it back across the desk. "Get them out."

"Sir?"

"Send her a message. 'It's time to escape the cage and fly free,' along with the shuttle number and the meet time. We'll get them out tomorrow, with anyone who will come with them."

A small hand tugged on his pants from underneath his desk. "Master?"

Raising his eyebrow, he scooted back slightly so that he could look at the woman curled up there. She rarely tried to get his attention when he was busy, so he assumed that whatever she wanted, it must be important.

Dark eyes peered up at him, filled with worry. "Master, may I send a message to my parents?"

"Of course," he said, sliding his chair all the way back so that she could scramble out. "And when you return, you will thank me properly for allowing you to do so."

"But of course, Master," she said, cheekily, her curvy bottom jiggling as she turned to go with the soldier. 

A thin smile curved his lips. She was not who he would have chosen to keep, but she had begged to stay and he was content enough. There was an old Earth saying - "If you love something, let it go. If it comes back, it's yours."

They weren't his, but he would still do what he could. In the meantime, his sweet Slut was devoted and she had begged, kicked and screamed to stay with him when he'd sent Bitch home a month ago. So he'd let her.

He hit the button on his desk that brought up his private vidphone. It only took a minute of chiming before the call was answered. The hard face that showed up was actually softer than it used to be, although just as familiar. 

"We're sending a rescue mission tomorrow. Tell your girl to send her messages."

The other man's face relaxed even further. "Thank you, Sir. Do you want me to go up with them?

"Zadia will be going, but if you want to go, I'm not sure if it will help or hinder to see a familiar face."

"It might help, if I bring Trish," Jordan said, almost cheerfully. His eyes glinted; he was looking forward to seeing some action again. "They've been trying to find out what happened to her, and she'll be able to reassure them."

Ah yes. Along with putting their lives in danger by telling anyone, and everyone, who would listen about the Moon government's duplicity, starting civil panic when people realized it was the truth, and attempting to overthrow the Moon's government with the more levelheaded of its citizens, his former Toy and Pet had also sent video pleas to Earth asking for information about Trish. Who had been delighted and touched to know that someone cared. Unfortunately, when she'd tried to send a message back, they'd found communications had been blocked by the Moon's government.

The Moon was tearing itself apart. The only good news was that their issues hadn't touched Earth yet. Scott still had a few soldiers up there, who kept him informed on the status. For a while it had looked as though Alex and his followers were going to be able to overthrow the government and make some changes, but there were too many who hadn't believed his and Bella's assertions, too many who hadn't wanted to believe, and the report he'd just received had said that the entire place was descending into violent anarchy.

Scott didn't particularly care, other than to get his people out. Alex and Bella too, if they would listen. If not, then they'd be forcibly removed from the situation. 




Taken by the Wolf Ch. 27



Taking their choice away didn't particularly bother him either, although his brain knew it should. He understood ethics, and even allowed himself to be governed by some of them. To a point.

Slut came trotting back into the room, looking pleased. The message she'd recorded would be transmitted on private channels to the men he still had on the Moon, who would pass it along to her parents. Hopefully they'd listen and get the fuck out tomorrow. Although, from what his sweet slut had said, she wasn't particularly fond of them. They hadn't been very good to her, and the first time she'd been able to make choices for herself had actually been here on Earth. Where no one expected her to trade her body for power, to work her way up a ladder of men to the top of the heap. No, here all she had to do was please him and she was taken care of.

It turned out the position suited her admirably, especially with her penchant for pain.

"Thank you, Master," she said, looking up at him with adoring eyes as she knelt down, her hands already going to the front of his pants.

He leaned back, watching as she bent over his cock, taking it between her lips and swirling her tongue around the head in the way she knew he liked best. Groaning, he ran his hand through her hair, massaging her scalp as her mouth slid eagerly down the entire length of his shaft. Bobbing her head, she caressed his balls, her other hand sliding down so she could finger his anus as she sucked him deep.

"Good Slut... you want my cum don't you?" he murmured, half-closing his eyes as he pretended her brown hair was slightly lighter and curly. Her happy humming response vibrated along his dick, her tongue licking eagerly and he thrust upwards and into her mouth, easily invading her throat. 

When he came, he pressed her head to his groin, forcing himself completely inside of her mouth so that her nose was pressed against his belly. Hot cum jetted down her throat, which convulsed and massaged his cock as it spurted the creamy liquid straight into her stomach. Her finger in his ass massaged his prostate, milking him of every last drop as the intense orgasm shuddered through him. 

With a low groan, he pulled her off of his cock, knowing from experience that she would keep sucking him until he was hard again if he let her. When he'd named her Slut, he hadn't known how prophetic he'd been. 

Lips swollen, pupils dilated, she looked up at him, panting for breath and eager for more male attention.

"I have to get work done now," he told her, tightening his grip on her hair and enjoying the way her eyes unfocused in arousal. She was so easy. So eager. "Would you like to go back under my desk or would you like to go visit the doctor?"

A shudder went through her. "The doctor, please, Master," she said, as he knew she would.

Being given choices made her happy and it amused him. Sometimes she even surprised him with what she chose. Not today though. She loved it when he allowed her to visit Dr. Margolis, who had strict instructions not to do any permanent damage to her. He himself had no taste for the high levels of pain she sometimes craved, but he kept her visits to the doctor sparing. It was never good to over indulge.

He didn't bother watching her hurry out of the room, his mind already returning to work and to the pair on the Moon. There were plans to be made.

******

Alex couldn't believe his eyes. Not only was Trish standing in front of him, Jordan's hands on her shoulders and her eyes bright with happiness, but she wanted them to return to Earth?

He turned to his first in command, his right hand man from the past months and a man that he'd grown to trust almost as much as Bella. Ned looked back at him, his expression blank. 

"You work for him, don't you?" Alex asked, his voice hard as he tried to contain his fury at the betrayal. "You work for the Wolf?"

"I pass messages," Ned said, completely unrepentant as Bella gasped. "That's it. Nothing detrimental to you. He just wanted to know what was going on up here. With good reason." The other man glanced over Alex's shoulder, his eyes taking in the destruction of the Moon's hive like housing system, the fires that were still burning and choking the air in the dome. "It's time for us to leave... there's nothing here to salvage."

"Alex - " Bella tugged on his sleeve, turning him partially towards her. "He might be right."

He groaned. "Not you too... we swore we were going to see this out, remember?"

"And we have," she said, taking his face in her hands, cradling it. Comforting him, because she knew how much this would hurt him, to feel that he had failed in his mission. "They didn't want to change. You can't force people to accept that they have to change their way of life if they don't want to. We should take this, save those who want to change and are willing to work for it."

"Earth's already overpopulated." He shook his head, knowing that at least part of his resistance was because he didn't want to be in any way beholden to the Wolf. "We need this colony."

"No," Jordan said, at the same time that Trish started shaking her head. Her smile brightening even further as he spoke. "We need colonies. Ones that can actually be self-sufficient. Cora and Trace have been working on a space craft that would actually be able to travel to other habitable planets. It will be ready within the next couple months." His cold blue eyes met Alex's. "The colony will need a leader."

Shock went through Alex as he stared at Jordan. 

"Cora and Trace?" Bella squeaked, obviously just as shocked. "And it will have enough fuel? Food? How long have they been working on this?"

"Years. All of Earth has." Jordan snorted. "Did you think we on Earth were all truly content to do nothing but provide the Moon with our resources? To be treated as cogs in a machine, with nothing better to do than support people who barely looked at us as being human? We've been making ready our escape as well."

"What about Cora? Or the Wolf?" Alex asked sharply, finding his voice. "They don't want to leave Earth?"

"No, why would they?" Jordan asked, raising his eyebrow. "They have their own empires already carved out. Life on the colonies is going to be hard. Probably low-tech. Besides, Cora and Trace need to stay on Earth to keep working on more projects. The woman's an engineering genius you know."

"A sadistic, self-centered sociopath, but a genius," Ned added. His light green eyes looked imploringly at Alex. "Please Sir. Save what you can. Start over. Let the Moon live out its own fate."

"Alex... I think they're right." Bella hugged her arms around him. Trish was nodding. Jordan and Ned just stood there, waiting. 

Closing his eyes, Alex took a deep breath. He could practically feel his parents, Bella's parents, his men and women that had tried so hard... many of them former victims of the Wolf whose memories had been restored. It hadn't taken long for the scientists on their side to realize that Alex and Bella had been pumped full of chemicals to counteract the memory drug that the Moon had administered. They'd told him that the doses had probably been administered over a course of weeks. Once they'd started examining former victims, they'd found traces of the same chemicals, prototypes to what Alex and Bella had received.

He didn't condone the Wolf's methods. He didn't understand how the man could be so callous, so sexually depraved even while he was trying to show the Moon captives what was actually going on, but he knew that there was only one real option for them. If they stayed, they'd eventually be killed by those who insisted that he was the real trouble. Who blamed him for all the unrest that had swept through the Dome. 

That or they'd be killed when the Dome itself was destroyed. It was already well on its way.

"Alright. Fine."

******

Their time on Earth was almost anti-climatic. Alex had already known Lisa had stayed with the Wolf when Ken had returned home. When he tried to convince her to come on the spaceship with him, she'd actually laughed at him. Told him he was a good man. Too good. Turned out she'd only gone out with him because her parents had told her to, they'd wanted her to use him to get to Ken. Which was exactly what she'd done before it had all fallen apart.

He still could barely comprehend that her parents would be so desperate for even more influence on the Moon's government than they'd already had. They hadn't accompanied Alex and the others down to Earth; Lisa didn't seem particularly put out about it.

Trish, too, had chosen to stay on Earth, with Jordan. She told Bella that she still was embarrassed by Jordan's exhibitionism, but she'd learned to enjoy it too. And she loved the way he took care of her. Bella thought Trish needed a good therapist, but who was she to talk?

Maybe a part of her understood a bit better when, the night before they were scheduled to leave, she walked into the apartment that she and Alex shared, and the Wolf was standing there. Staring out the window. 

He turned, that piercing green gaze seeming to stab right through her. "Pet."

It sounded like an endearment and made her instantly, horrifyingly aroused.

"Bella," she said, in a faint but insistent voice. "What are you doing here?"

He studied her for a moment, his eyes slightly hooded. She clenched her hands into fists.

"Saying goodbye."

"I hope you don't plan to pull the same trick on Alex," she said, her mouth dry. "He'll kill you."

A confident, amused smile flashed across his face. "He could try. But no, I wasn't planning to. I didn't think he'd allow it."

But he would have liked to. That much was obvious. There wasn't a vast amount of emotion in his voice, but Bella hadn't realized how well she'd gotten to know his tones. His inflections. He sounded... almost wistful.

"Why?" she whispered. "Why did you do it?"

He shrugged. "At first? It was amusing. All those idiots coming down here, flaunting their wealth, acting as if they owned us when truly, we owned them. A way to show, at least a few, that they weren't any better than us. Especially when I involved the Prime." He laughed. "Not that the Prime had a leg to stand on anyway. When we realized that they were making you all forget... that no one was going back and talking about anything that we'd told them... that's when we started to plan." Stopping, he stared off into space, his thoughts distracting him.

"But how could you do it?" Bella pressed, needing to know. Needing to understand. "How could you torture them? Us? Over and over again?"

Now he moved, but she stood her ground as he came closer. Tipping her head back so that she could look into his eyes. 

"Ah, Bella. My darling Pet." The tone of his voice was gentle, almost tender, as he cupped her chin in his hand, stroking his thumb over her cheek. "Don't look for ulterior motives that you'll be able to understand or mistake me for a good man. I'm not. I did what I think Earth needed. What I needed Earth to have, for myself to prosper... I did what I did to get what I wanted." He leaned down, his lips brushing over hers for just a moment as he held her immobile. She almost whimpered when his lips moved past so that he could whisper in her ear. "And because I liked it."

Then he released her, leaving her trembling, aroused, furious, and he was walking out of the door.

"Goodbye, Pet."

The words echoed in the room that was now empty except for her. 

******

She never told Alex about the Wolf's last visit. There was no point in angering him even more. They left the next day, on a giant ship filled with colonists. Ned was Captaining. When they reached their destination, Alex would take over as leader, Ned continuing as his right hand man. The men had managed to make up their differences over the past few months, and Bella was relieved by it. She had chosen to take charge of human relations, especially between the Moon and Earth citizens. Her team would be essential, throughout the long trip and once they arrived, to keeping the peace and sustaining moral. 

Everyone would have to work hard, when they made planet fall. But everyone was prepared for that. Those from the Moon were determined to never be in the same situation again, those from Earth were thrilled for a new start. Both sides were surprisingly amicable as they got to know each other over the long trip.

Sometimes, when they were in the quiet and privacy of their own room, Alex would tie her down to the bed, with her ass in the air, clamps on her nipples, and spank her until her ass was bright red. His cock would throb in its ring, til neither of them could take it anymore. Then he'd fuck her until they were both screaming out their orgasms, lost somewhere between reality and fantasy, the present and the past, and the desires that they'd discovered.

And sometimes, back on Earth, a man would stand outside... and stare at the stars.