Page 25 of His Toy

“Come on.” He smiled at Bella. She looked at the pool and then back at Jordan, who was helping Trish disrobe. “The water feels good.”

They would both need to keep in shape if they were going to escape eventually. Exercise would be essential, plus it would release endorphins that would help keep them from getting depressed. If the Wolf planned on keeping them for a long period of time to continue playing his sick games, perhaps he wanted to ensure 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 were left to their own devices in the outdoor area until lunch. Bella still wasn’t able to get close to Trish. Jordan accompanied all three of them everywhere—even the bathroom—and he barely let go of Trish in all that time. He constantly played with her hair, which was such a similar shade to his own. The possessive hunger in his eyes every time he looked at her was frightening.

When Jordan first herded them back into the compound, Bella didn’t know where they were going until he brought them to the same hall the Wolf had been in yesterday. She tensed, though the atmosphere was slightly less fraught than it had been 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 and tightened it protectively, but this time it wasn’t all that reassuring. She knew far too well he couldn’t do anything to protect her.

“Keep moving,” Jordan said from behind them, and Bella 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. His temper would be short now that they were being confronted by yet another one of the Wolf’s games. Just the bed ready and waiting for occupants set both Alex and Bella on edge.

“Ah… Pet, Toy, and Jordan’s little girl,” the Wolf said from the dais, standing. His eyes glinted with appreciation and swept over their naked bodies as they came in. 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. 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’s stomach tightened in anticipation. Whatever everyone was eating, it smelled amazing and made her even hungrier.

“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.”

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 to ensure he wouldn’t be able to interfere. Jordan pushed Bella, more gently, toward the bed, and pulled Trish with him.

“Who wants to see the girls eat?” the Wolf asked loudly. His words were met with a rowdy cheer. He reminded Bella of an ancient Roman emperor, entertaining the masses. Except she wasn’t a gladiator, and he didn’t want them to fight. The Wolf looked down at the two young women as Jordan led them 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 the look on Trish’s face said she didn’t have any experience with other women.

“It’s okay,” Bella whispered to her, ignoring the catcalls coming from all sides. She reached out to take Trish’s hand to the sound of even more cheering, which she ignored. Bella squeezed the young woman’s hand and attempted to smile. “We can do this.”

Trish nodded a little stiffly, her eyes going toward Jordan 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. He was just as eager as anyone else to see Trish and Bella perform.

Trish 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 leaned forward and kissed Trish on the mouth.

It made her feel strange because Trish was 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’s guess was correct, 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 came alongside Alex. Still on his knees, Alex had to look up at the man, and did his best to ignore the obvious bulge at the front of the Wolf’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 he knew it wouldn’t be easy for Alex. He almost immediately said no but then shot a worried look at Bella, who was still kissing Trish. 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 Alex didn’t suck the Wolf’s cock?

As if reading his mind, the Wolf chuckled and reached out to grab Alex’s hair and tilted his head back to force him to look up. “Don’t worry, Toy. Whatever you choose won’t affect 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 the Wolf told the truth, but it fit right into his sick, twisted games. Alex was hungry but he wasn’t that hungry. If what he said wouldn’t affect 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 laughed. “You might change your mind after a couple of missed meals.” Alex shuddered, and the Wolf laughed again.

Sick bastard.

If the Wolf withheld meals until Alex swallowed his cum, he knew he’d give in eventually but he wouldn’t cave right away.

The Wolf turned his attention back to the bed, and Alex looked, too. The women still kissed, but it wasn’t a very entertaining show. The watching crowd was bored with it, too, and shouted derisive advice.

“Jordan,” the Wolf said, “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 and pulled away from Trish to beg for mercy as the blonde looked on, horrified.

“Stop!” Alex shouted, and the soldiers next to him grabbed his shoulders and pressed down to keep him on his knees. “You said my choice wouldn’t affect her!”

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