Fifty Shades of Alice Through the Looking Glass (Second Book of the 50 Shades of Alice Trilogy)

realized was some sort of vacuum pump, which sucked at the Queen’s nether lips and clit and plumped them up to almost twice their size.
    And every time the poor dear seemed close to orgasm, the toy would be removed and replaced by wiggling, robotic fingers that tickled the White Queen until she howled with laughter.
    “Tickle torture,” Gnat said. “Quite insidious. She’ll be a wreck when she finally comes.”
    “It’s awful,” Alice said. But she couldn’t help thinking about switching places with the Queen, having all of those dreadfully lovely things done to her. The vacuum pump especially seemed interesting. How sensitive would she be while so engorged?
    “And yet, you think it’s sexy, don’t you?” Gnat whispered, catching Alice touching herself.
    Alice quickly removed her hand. “Yes. Maybe. But only in consensual play. This is being done as punishment.”
    “Oh, but everyone here does give their consent, Alice. They each have a choice. The Hall of Denied Orgasms, or banishment. If anyone here decides they can’t handle anymore, they can choose to end it and leave Looking Glass Land.”
    “Then I choose banishment,” Alice declared, willing to return home rather than face this torment.
    “As you wish. But shouldn’t we take a look at the last person being tormented here first?”
    “Who is it? Hatta? Haigha? Lily? The Red King? Daisy? It doesn’t matter. I want out of this place, and out of Looking Glass Land.”
    But as she was talking, Alice couldn’t help but notice the last prisoner, bound to a chair and wearing a skimpy bra and panties, writhing and moaning with teary eyes.
    “Why, it’s… Lewis!”
    Her ex-boyfriend wore Alice’s best underwear, a black lacy set he’d bought for her at Victoria’s Secret. Stuffed into his mouth was one of her red satin thongs. Like Humpty, the Jabbercock teased poor Lewis with an artificial female head, which licked and sucked at his stiff member intensely but briefly. What surprised Alice most of all was that the head looked exactly like her. Same haircut. Same vacant expression. It even had a tongue like hers.
    “Lewis still loves you,” Gnat said. “He feels so terrible that you left him. He wished you never found out about his secret kink.”
    Alice’s heart sank. “I didn’t know,” she said. “If only I’d been tolerant instead of reacting without thinking.”
    “Too late now,” Gnat said. “The poor sap has been here in Looking Glass Land as long as you have, without any release at all. Look at his poor, throbbing erection.”
    Alice did, and felt devastated by remorse. “What did the Red Queen accuse him of? Cross-dressing? But that’s harmless!”
    “He wasn’t accused of anything. He came here willingly, to punish himself.”
    Alice shook her head. “No!”
    “Yes. You’ve shamed him so, he feels unworthy of you. This is how he deals with the emotional pain. He suffers because you couldn’t accept him. Let me tell you something, Alice. For all the cruel things I do in this place, I never unfairly judged someone I love.”
    “Lewis!” Alice cried, trying to reach for him. But Gnat held her back.
    “You chose banishment, Alice. Say goodbye to everyone here. I’ll take you back to your world.”
    “But I can’t leave him like this!”
    “So, you choose to stay?”
    Alice nodded.
    “Splendid,” Gnat said, smiling. “Allow me to show you to your seat.”
    A moment later Alice was strapped into a lounge chair, legs spread, buckled and straps holding her firmly in place.
    “At any moment, if you wish for this to cease, simply tell the Jabbercocky ‘I quit.’ Then you’ll be allowed to climax, and quickly banished. You seem to have a strong will, and I admire your attempts to open your mind. But I tested your limits in the orchard. If you last more than an hour, I’ll be very surprised. But eight hours?” Gnat shook his head. “There is simply no way you can handle that.”
    “I can handle whatever you can dish out,” Alice said, defiantly.
    Gnat laughed. “Really?”
    “Really.”
    “I accept that challenge.” Gnat pointed the remote control at the Jabbercocky. “I was going to take it easy on you at first, but now I’m programming it to give you everything it has got. You don’t stand a chance, Alice.”
    Then Gnat stepped away, and the Jabbercock’s articulated arms descended upon poor Alice. She stared, helpless, as a large dildo penetrated her, easing in slowly, filling her up in a most