Out Foxed by Fox novel Chapter 8

"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 abused folds, making her squeal a bit, as he inspected for stray hairs, but after the pain of the hot and cold douches, a few pinches were bearable even if they were to a sensitive and sore area.

"Now that you're all clean, it's time to take a look inside," the doctor said cheerfully, pulling over a large stool to sit on. Ella could just barely make out his head in between her legs, his face only inches away from her pussy and she moaned, sure that whatever was to come it would be some awful torment.

Something cool and slick pushed into her pussy; unyielding and hard, it wasn't comfortable but it wasn't painful either and she breathed a sigh of relief. Then she heard something click and click again and suddenly there was a great amount of pressure on her pussy, as if the walls were being forced apart.

"What are you doing?" she asked, too exhausted to do more than wriggle a little. The doctor smacked the top of her freshly bared mound and she squealed.

"Be silent."

But she couldn't stop herself from moaning as there was another clicking noise and her pussy stretched again. Ella realized that the doctor didn't seem to mind noises in response to what he was doing, screams and pleas didn't invoke any sort of reaction other than sadistic pleasure, it was only questioned that provoked retaliation.

Another click and she was having trouble breathing, her pussy felt so hugely stretched.

"Oh please... Please stop... it's too much," she begged. Ignoring her the doctor clicked his instrument to another setting and her pussy gaped even further. But he didn't punish her for speaking, it just didn't do her any good.

Tears leaked down the side of her face, not sobs, but tears of humiliation, of degradation. She wasn't entirely sure what kind of instrument he had inside of her, but she was quiet that the doctor was looking inside the most private area of her body.

When the pressure suddenly eased, she sighed in relief as her breath seemed to come easier as well. The instrument slid easily from her body.

Then the doctor made a few more movements and she felt his finger, slick with some kind of lubricant, prodding her anus. Immediately Ella tensed, trying to clench her butt cheeks together even though it was impossible due to the wide spread of her legs.

"Don't! Stop!"

Chuckling, the doctor increased the pressure on her anus, wedging the tip of his finger into the wrinkled hole as Ella let out an outraged cry.

"Don't enjoy anal, my dear? Don't worry, you'll have ample opportunity to get over that."

"I've never done it!" Ella snapped back at him, still trying to move her body away. It took her a moment to realize that the doctor had frozen. Immediately the pressure was removed from her anus and he was standing between her legs, looking down at her helpless body.

"You mean that? You've never had anal sex?" The doctor snapped at her.

Realizing his excitement, Ella snapped her lips together. The doctor scowled and smacked her pussy lips with his open palm; after all this abuse her poor privates had taken in the past few hours, it hurt more than she could have ever imagined. Ella howled, her muscles straining to close her legs protectively, but of course, the restraints were too strong. As if to emphasize her helplessness and the need to cooperate, the doctor spanked her pussy again, before repeating the question.

Tears in her eyes, Ella gave in. "No. Never."

"Have you ever had anyone play with your anus?"

"No."

The smile that suddenly spread across the man's face had Ella's heart sinking even further. She hadn't known it could go any lower.

"Well, this is unexpected... unprecedented in fact." The doctor leered at her. "You, my dear, are the very first anal virgin that Fox has ever taken."

The first? Surely that couldn't be true... Ella was aware that some of her friends thought she was a bit of a prude, and it was true she hadn't experimented with sex as much as a lot of them, but she hadn't thought she was true all that unique. Even though it seemed like a lifetime ago, she suddenly wondered if the reason Mitch had cheated on her with Freya was that Ella had always refused to let him even touch her there. Or touch him there. It was a well-known, common perversion, but had never been one that appealed to her.

She did as he said and she could feel it tingling and coolly soothing down the back of her throat. Until now, she hadn't realized quite how much the inside of her throat hurt from all the crying, yelling, and begging she'd been doing, but the gel made it feel much better.

Dr. Wolcott smiled at her. "That should take care of your gag reflex for at least a month, my dear. That pretty mouth is going to become very well used and it wouldn't do to have you constantly throwing up."

Suddenly the coolness in her throat seemed to send a chill through her entire body as she realized what he meant.

But it was over... the doctor began unstrapping her from the table. As she sat up, her head spun dizzily and the soldier came forward to help steady her and help her stand. Which she was exceedingly grateful for, not wanting Dr. Wolcott to touch her any more than was necessary. He made her skin crawl. The soldier might be the lesser of two evils, but she'd take him in a heartbeat over the doctor.

"Looking forward to seeing you again, my dear," the doctor said, leering again. The way his tongue flicked out over his lips reminded her of a snake and she shuddered. Even worse, she knew that he liked seeing that kind of reaction from her but she couldn't stop it anyway.

The soldier let her lean on his arm as they walked out the door. Her body felt strange as if it wasn't hers. The fat, battered lips of her pussy were incredibly sore, between them and the plug in her bottom, she was forced to walk awkwardly with her thighs spread apart so that it was almost more of a waddle. Thankfully the soldier was very patient with her, walking at a pace that she could manage.

For the first time, she looked at him. He had plain brown hair and perfectly ordinary features, enough muscles to make it clear he was a fighter, but mostly he looked like a perfectly normal guy, just a bit older than her.

"Careful there," he said, catching her as she stumbled, and she nearly burst into tears just because he was being kind to her. Well, kind compared to everyone else today.

"Please," she said, clutching his arm. "Help me."

He smiled at her, patting her hand comfortingly. "You'll be okay. Fox always lets his toys go eventually. It's hardest at the beginning, but everyone adjusts. Some of them end up not wanting to leave. Just do your best not to get in trouble. Don't remove the plug until you're told to, don't argue when you're given order, and don't try to fight back or escape. The real troublemakers usually get sent to Dr. Wolcott until they're ready to behave."

Not the most comforting words in the world, but she took what reassurance she could from them. But who wouldn't want to leave this awfulness? Even the other girl, Izzy, even though she'd called him Master she'd seemed relieved that her ordeal was over with. All she knew for sure was that, no matter what, she would do whatever it took to stay away from Dr. Wolcott.

As the soldier continued to help her down the hallway, she wondered where Ander was and what was happening to him.