Page 37 of His Toy

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Do you have it?”

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

“Good. Come administer the dose.”

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

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

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

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

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

* * *

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Bella—what?—”

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