Thawck!A second blow across Emilia's bottom had the young blonde shrieking into her gag and Ella wincing in sympathy. She had the urge to speak up, to beg Jackson to stop because Emilia couldn't, but a craven voice in her head whispered to be silent lest his attention turns to her. Right now she was almost forgotten... but she doubted she would remain that way for long if she tried to interfere.Thawck! Thawck!The sound of leather slapping against tender skin made Ella jerk with every blow, just as Emilia did. Ella'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 Emilia’s ass, which had to be bright red by now since Jackson didn't seem like he was holding back at all, he stopped. Holding the paddle at his side, he stepped up closer behind Emilia again, winding his hand in her hair, looping it around his fingers under his
When the door finally opened again, Ander 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 Ella had done or what was happening to her.Two soldiers entered and flanked the door as Nurse Mendel 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 Fox or Ciera 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.
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.Ander 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 confusing.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.Fox.Jackson.Emilia.Ella.He was supposed to protect Ella 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
It felt like stinging bees, in her most vulnerable area, and Ella'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 no..." Ella 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. Ella 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. Wolcott did move his fingers, the sensation made Ella shudder as pleasurable flutters went through her. The
A soldier came in and went directly to Fox's dais, where he was standing and conferring with some of his other officers. Ciera was there as well, idly playing with a pen and occasionally looking over at Ander. 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 Ciera's glance was too disconcerting for him. The soldier wasn't the first to come in and go directly to Fox, but for the first time, Fox turned and looked at Ander after the soldier made his report. The first time that he'd acknowledged Ander's existence in at least an hour. "Good," Fox said, glancing back at the soldier. "Take him." Ciera looked disappointed and Ander couldn't help a little sigh of relief. He'd been nervously waiting for 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
They were left alone for the entire evening, and the next morning Ander woke up to find Ella 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 were roiling inside of him, but he was becoming used to covering up those emotions to give Ella the gentleness and affection she needed. Especially today.Jackson didn't let Emilia anywhere near them during their exercise, which made Ander wonder if she knew anything about yesterday since normally Jackson was a little laxer about letting Emilia wander away from him while
"Ander, no," Ella 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. Ciera's eyes locked onto him, and she raised her eyebrows, both amused and intrigued, taking her attention away from Ella. Which had been the goal. His skin crawled as both Fox and Ciera focused on him."If Toy wants to play so badly, then I think we should oblige him," Ciera said, with a smile that made Ander's fists clench, as if in preparation for a fight. Behind her, Dustin scowled and leaned down to say something in her ear. Ciera turned and patted his shoulder, saying something back to him.With another wistful look towards Ella, Dustin turned and loped off down the dais and into the crowd where two women immediately latched onto him. At the same time, Ciera and Fox both refocused their attention on Ander.Fox gestured to the soldiers nearby. "Take Pe
Pacing back and forth in their room, Ella rubbed her hands over her upper arms. She hated being separated from Ander, 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 Ander? Was he being punished? Pleasured? What was Ciera 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 Fox still with them? Would he make sure that Ciera didn't break Ander?He'd seemed at least somewhat concerned that Ciera didn't break his 'toys,' although he also hadn't hesitated to hand her over to Dr. Wolcott. What had she done dammit?R