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Taken by the Wolf Ch. 27

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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?"

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