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 Ella's choice.
Aware of the eyes around them, although doing his best to ignore them, Ander reached up to cup both of her breasts in his hands. To his surprise, Ella 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 Mitch... 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 did not need to think of Freya. 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 Ella, 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 Fox's rougher handling, he wanted to be as gentle as possible while he fondled her.
"Good. Now lift her onto the bed."
Ander's jaw clenched, making it ache even more around the gag, as he felt Ella shiver in response to Fox's command. Couldn't the damn man just let them be? Just for a few minutes?
But he couldn't risk disobedience, not with Ella so vulnerable at the moment. They were surrounded on every side by Fox's men, Ella was frightened and exhausted, and he wasn't much better. With Fox's threats hanging over their heads, it would be stupid to tempt even the tiniest bit of disobedience. If Ander didn't follow Fox's orders, it could very well be Ella who paid the price.
His eyes slid over to the side where Jackson was sitting with Emilia on his lap. The tiny blonde was crying, her eyes closed, with Jackson's arms wrapped around her, one large hand fondling her small breast. There was more than just Ella and his fate riding on his obedience as well.
Sliding his hands down to Ella's hourglass waist, he gently lifted her a 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. Ander touched her cheek, sweeping back some of her hair that was stuck to the dried tears.
"Lay down, Pet."
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With her legs hanging off the bed, Ella closed her eyes again and obeyed. Everything felt so surreal right now. Ander'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 Fox.
Somehow, even though she would not have chosen to have sex with Ander if she hadn't been forced into the situation, it was less of a violation. At least she knew Ander, 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 Ander 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 rejecting her, just the situation. Stupid to feel like he was. The fact that he was 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 Fox standing just a few feet from them to the side of Ander, 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."
Ander grimaced, closing his eyes at the crudeness of Fox's demand. For herself, Ella just did her best to block out the words, to concentrate on the gentle way Ander 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 Fox had been playing with her breasts hadn't gone away and now that Ander 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 Ella gasped. When she met Ander'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 the real desire in his eyes.
She didn't know how to react to that, and she didn't get a chance to before he was pushed 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 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, Ella dug her hands into the sheets of the bed beneath her, not knowing where else to put them. Touching Ander would have been a bit too much like participating in her rape, even though she knew that he wasn't doing it by choice either. But she didn't want Fox 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 Ander 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, Ella tossed her head 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 Lunar Station, she'd never considered herself very desirable, some demented part of her found the arrested gazes of Fox, of his men, of Ander somehow flattering. After all, Fox 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 Ander weren't a couple, she couldn't deny that she also saw a real desire for her in Fox's intensely bright eyes. It was too disturbing to look at him while Ander was deep inside of her, panting with long deep breaths as if he was trying to hold back his pleasure even though it was impossible. It was too disturbing to look at Ander 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 Ander'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 Fox, and she found herself looking straight at the blonde - Emilia. The young woman was sitting on Jackson'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 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 Ella could see that Emilia’s nipples were hard, the fleeting look of shame as she met Ella's gaze said that she was reluctantly enjoying Jackson's caresses just as Ella was reluctantly enjoying the way Ander was fucking her.
The big man had his face buried in Emilia’s shoulder, obviously kissing and suckling on her neck. The blonde was staring at Ella and Ander with a kind of horrified fascination, and Ella suddenly realized that she was staring at Emilia and Jackson 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 Ander pushed in and out, his thrusts coming harder and faster at just the right time to force her body to respond with pleasure. Watching Jackson's glistening fingers stroking Emilia’s folds, she knew that the other woman was facing the same dilemma; and for some sick reason, it was all turning her on.
Ella moaned, dragging her gaze away, horrified at her reactions, only to find herself staring into Fox's glittering eyes. He'd moved closer so that he was almost touching Ander, 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 Ander fucked her, even though she didn't want to.
It should have dampened her response, it should have made the pleasure subside, but Ander's body pressed hard against her swollen clit, and Ella found herself crying out, her hips lifting as she stared into Fox'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 Ander's cock.
A ragged groan tore from his throat, muffled by the gag but audible, as her pussy convulsed around him. His hands tightened on her waist as he pounded faster, harder, and Ella 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 Fox's eager eyes.
Ander's cock pulsed inside of her and as he groaned again, she realized he was cuming. 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 Ander, Fox sighed a deep, satisfying sound. "You two are going to give me so much pleasure. And now it's my turn."
Fox's words pinged through Ander's brain, but he couldn't make sense of them. His brain felt fuzzy, hazy as if all his ability to think had been sucked right out of his cock along with his cum. Ella'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 been aroused and that he'd managed to make her enjoy the sex, despite the less-than-ideal circumstances.But what did Fox mean it was his turn?Ander struggled to push himself upright, ready to defend Ella. Even though it was stupid, he somehow felt betrayed that Fox was going to rape her after allowing her to choose between them.A heavy hand pushed him back down and Ella 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 t
Beneath him, Ander could feel Ella responding, her body tightening around his cock as Fox 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 Fox would stop even if he did. Ella 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 Fox 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 Emilia. Although at least it looked like Jackson was being fairly gentle with her. Ander wasn't sure whether or not he had hope for that himself.
Dr. Wolcott 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 Ella 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. Ella didn't doubt that a person could be secured to it in far too many ways."Come, come," Dr. Wolcott said impatiently. "Get on the table and put your feet in the stirrups."Standing at the end of the table, Ella 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
"No! Please!"The combination of heat and ice inside of her caused Ella's body to bow against the restraints, but there was nowhere 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 boiling her insides.When the doctor pulled the wand out from her pussy, it was followed by that spray of water that was quickly reduced to a dribble. As Ella panted and sobbed, he leaned close to inspect the swollen, angry red folds of her abused cunt."Hmmm... too much hair here."Ella barely heard what he was saying. 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 abuse
After being dragged away from Ella, the gag still firmly in his mouth and his asshole burning from Fox's anal rape, Ander allowed himself to slump in his guard's hands, forcing them to 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 Mendel 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 Ander up over his shoulder, which was humiliating. Ander 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 Ander'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 Ella
Even though 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 Mendel, 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 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 d
As Ander and Ella compared notes, it quickly became apparent to him why Ella 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. Wolcott had put her through. It made Ander 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 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. "Fox 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, Ander," she said, her bright e
“Such a good Pet,” Fox 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. Ella 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 Wolcott... 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 Ander was given the balm almost made her sob. Fox was still toying with her breasts, making her nipples hard and achy with his attention. The pleasure was communicating itself to her pussy, much to her horror.