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Cain’s Pov:
I knew it wouldn’t take that long to get groceries so I headed to one of my favorite sex shops in town first. I was really excited to find a gift for Fae, so much so that my wolf was practically humming in approval over the thought.
“Cain! How nice to see you again,” Jenny, the main sales girl, called out to me as the little bell above the shop’s door announced my presence.
She was an extremely attractive beta with a tall and curvy figure. Sporting unnaturally red hair, cold, dark eyes and caramel colored skin that was completely covered in tattoos, she normally took my breath away. In addition to this, she was always wearing some type of leather or bdsm fashion with very high, studded, stiletto boots.
“Hey Jenny,” I acknowledged, hoping the flirtatious woman would let me shop in peace.
“How was that flax rope you bought last time? Does it leave the kind of marks you like?” She asked as she tugged at her tight, corset leather top, trying to expose even more of her cleavage. Usually when she did this it made me blush but now… I found I didn’t care as much.
“I haven’t had anyone to try it on,” I shrugged, ignoring her efforts.
Jenny smiled as she brushed a stray strand of red hair away from her pretty face and filled the air with her pheromones as she said, “You know we can play anytime you want, handsome.”
I side-eyed her wearily, “Aren’t you dating someone from Shadow Pack?”
She gave me another sultry smile, “Part time,” she admitted. “But I can take the night off for a big, strong alpha like you.”
I shook my head, “I’m not trying to start anything Jenny,” I warned, growing tired of her attention when all I wanted was to shop.
“Always so cold,” she sniffed in mock sadness before offering me a tight smile.
“Do you have any of the good lace panties back in stock? Or… do you have any dresses?” I asked, hoping to change the subject.
Her eyebrows rose, “Panties and a dress? Well, well, well. And just what kind of kinky shit are you into at the moment Cain? Or are you “just shopping”?” When I didn’t answer, she continued with, “You really should join us at the club you know, it would be a riot!”
I shook my head again, “I’m not welcome in Shadow Pack spaces, you know that.”
“But you play poker with Frank now!” She protested, “Isn’t he like, third in command?”
“Frank breaks a lot of rules,” I muttered, thinking of Fae.
“Don’t I know it!” She giggled. “Have you seen his toy? Pretty little thing but if the lower ranks find out what he did to an omega-”
I snarled loudly, accidentally cutting her off and she took a step back, startled, before sniffing the air.
“Wait a minute,” She sniffed again. “Are you… are you mated?” She asked incredulously, looking me up and down.
“Don’t be ridiculous! I don’t even date and you know I take medicine for that,” I answered as my skin blazed red.
“But you like someone!” She declared with wide eyes. “Who is it? Do I know them? I have to meet the woman that was able to catch Alpha Cain’s attention!” She announced, a tad too aggressively.
“My items, please Jenny,” I prompted, not wanting her to know anything more than she thought she did.
“Oh alright,” she sighed in annoyance as she led me to one of the back rooms, where they kept new items, ready to be stocked. “Have fun,” she called out with a roll of her eyes as the little bell sounded once more for her attention.
I stopped in front of a drawer of lace thongs, boy shorts, and bikini style panties in every color imaginable and began to study them. I needed just the right ones for Fae. Something soft, beautiful… feminine. He said he liked pretty things… I thought as I flipped through red and pink lace. I absentmindedly reached into my pocket and clicked the remote while I looked. Knowing Fae would be feeling the vibrations while I was busy with something for him turned me on. It took me over twenty minutes to select three pairs, one in each style. I wanted him to have choices but nothing seemed good enough and unfortunately, I couldn’t afford to spend all my money on lingerie, even if my wolf felt like Fae deserved it.
Once I’d settled on my decision, my wolf nudged me over to a rack of dresses that had been ordered for Halloween. I quickly found the style I wanted and after flipping through a couple, I landed on the perfect one. It was pink and girly and sweet. It wasn’t the type of dress that would show much skin but even so, it was bound to tempt the mind. I checked the price and sighed in dismay at the cost. $55.09… and the panties were already $12 a piece….
I closed my eyes for a moment, wondering if it was worth it for a boy that I only had 5-6 more days with. It really wasn’t, if you looked at it from a financial aspect. My wolf growled at me over that realization and I rolled my eyes at him. I could never leave my finances to biology. I walked away from the dress, intending to pay and leave but then turned back and impulsively grabbed it from the rack. I could just picture how adorable Fae was sure to look in it and I couldn’t help myself. However, I should have waited to grab it, for when I exited the back room I ran, face first, into Frank.
“Cain! Wow, didn’t expect to see you here. I thought you’d be busy,” he said giving a smirk at the word “busy” that made my skin crawl. I clicked off the toy that was controlling Fae, not wanting this confrontation to be a time when the boy received pleasure.
“Why would he be busy?” Jenny asked Frank, nosey as ever, while I headed up to the counter to pay.
“My toy had a malfunction at his place,” Frank answered, coding how Fae had gone into heat but Jenny seemed to follow along just fine.
“Oh really?” She asked, mirth and understanding dancing in her brown eyes. “Is that who the dress is for?” She asked me.
“You’re buying a dress?” Frank interrupted with a chuckle as he looked at my items. “Damn Cain! I mean, I told you to fuck him up but you’re really going the extra mile,” he laughed as he picked the pink dress up from the counter.
“I’m trying,” I muttered quietly while the hackles on my inner wolf raised in fury.
“Hmm, panties too!” He mused, flicking through the red and pink lace unceremoniously.
I shrugged helplessly, “I know what I like.”
“You should really buy him white,” Frank suggested, smirking to himself. “Nothing makes his sob like white. It’s hot.”
“Maybe if I had more money-” I started, trying to stay calm even while my wolf raged.
“Here,” he slapped a five dollar bill onto the counter as well as a cheaply made white, lace thong. “Send him home in this. You can do a test run with him wearing them if you want. Just piss on them or something first,” he offered with a wink. “It’s not good for him to wear fresh clothes. It’ll make him “put on airs”.”
My hand shook as I took my own money out of my wallet, wanting nothing more than to escape this situation so I could calm down. My wolf was seeing red and it was all I could do to keep my scent from triggering the other beta’s into a fight… although, Jenny would probably just watch and place a mental bet.
“I think I’ll leave that to you,” I hissed, unable to control my voice.
“Now Cain,” Frank mocked. “Just because he’s in heat, it doesn’t mean he’s yours. Ok?” He asked with a laugh as he elbowed me in the ribs.
“Why would I keep a whore?” I responded as disgustedly as I could. “I can smell everyone’s filth all over him.”
“You never know the things you might be into until you try them out.” Jenny quipped playfully, trying to lighten the tension as she gave me a pointed look.
“He’s just practice for something better. There’s someone else I’m into,” I told them as I took the bag she offered.
“Oh really? Well how about you bring them along for the next game or two? It’ll be for good for the toy. Remind him of his place after being spoiled with pricey lace,” Frank chuckled.
“What do you think Jen?” I asked her with a desperate look in my eye, wanting her to admit to being my date but she did no such thing.
“I think I’d love to meet your secret crush,” she replied with a wicked smile. “Can I come to a few games Frank?” She asked as she handed me my receipt and holiday coupons.
“Hold on Jenny, let the man answer. So, how about it Cain?” Frank prompted.
“I-I’ll ask him today then… he’s working right now… at the super store. That’s where I was headed next actually,” I offered, needing to leave before I shifted and slashed Jenny’s throat for meddling.
“Go on to lover boy then,” she teased as I began to walk to the store’s exit.
“Fae’s heats normally last six days,” Frank called out as I walked. “I’ll expect him the morning after his last night, just in time for game night. Bring your date.”
I nodded quickly as I hurried to flee the scene.
“What about me Frank?” I heard Jenny ask as I moved through the doorway.
“Sure, the more the mer-” Frank’s voice cut off as the door slammed closed and I walked, as calmly as I could, to my car before I could finally speed away.
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By the time I’d arrived at the grocery store, I was seething with anger and now I had to figure out a stupid date? I mean, there was a bag boy that was sort of cute but my wolf seemed offended that I would consider anyone but Fae. However, I didn’t believe that the omega being my first meant that he should be my only.
“He’s NOT mine!” I suddenly growled, so furious with my wolf and myself for feeling any sort of attachment towards the broken omega, that I smashed an orange to a pulp in the palm of my hand.
“Hey Cain… are you okay?” Someone asked and I looked up from the produce section as sticky juice dripped down my hand and on to the floor.
“Oh… hey Ben,” I answered, feeling a blush creep over my cheeks at being seen this way by the guy I was about to preposition.
He was cute… if you liked tall, slim, fit, perfect looking omega’s with blond hair and bright blue eyes.
“I’m fine… just having a bad day,” I told him.
He flashed a blindingly white smile at me, exposing his perfect teeth and I absentmindedly wondered if this wolf had ever had a hard day in his life, as he was the most cheerful person I’d ever met.
“Anything I can help with?” He asked sweetly, as he bagged up my usual order of oranges, before handing them to me.
You should just like him… fuck him even. You’d have a better chance with Ben than you do with Fae. Hell, Ben’s kinda pretty. Not in the sort of delicate way that Fae is but you could do worse, I mentally told my wolf. My wolf snarled at me in response but I ignored him.
“What are you doing next Friday,” I suddenly asked, wincing slightly as my wolf snapped at me.
“Anything you can think up, sexy,” Ben replied, looking hopeful.
“Do you like poker? It’s game night at a friends and I was told to bring a date.”
“How much to buy in?” He asked, looking curious.
“Only fifteen dollars. It’s a pretty friendly game but you can win a lot if you’re good,” I replied, feeling a tad guilty that I wasn’t offering to buy him in myself.
“I can swing that,” he told me with a huge grin and I felt even guiltier for inviting him.
“Cool. See you then,” I choked out, as we parted ways.
I decided not to tell Ben about the nightly entertainment. The less everyone knew about Fae and I, the better.
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I drove home slowly, ignoring my confused thoughts, and irritated wolf, while playing with the remote to Fae’s toy as I went, not wanting the boy to think I’d forgotten about him. Once I was a few minutes away from my apartment building, I placed the remote to the highest setting and left it like that. Fully intending on turning it off once I’d arrived. For the only thought keeping me calm was of how desperately Fae was sure to want me when I arrived and, strangely, I needed that reassurance after the day I’d had.
I quickly gathered up the groceries and stacked them onto one arm, so that I wouldn’t have to make multiple trips, and headed towards the door. However, I stopped short at the sight that met me, through the tiny glass window, in the front door. The beautiful omega was humping my couch in earnest, looking as if he could cum at any moment. My wolf suddenly calmed as we watched, all his aggression leaving his mind as he salivated over the sweet boy in the next room. I felt myself fully harden and once I could no longer stand it, I turned the key in the door and pressed the off button on the remote, calling out to Fae, completely unaware of how drastically my mood was about to change, again.
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Fae’s Pov:
“Fae! I hope you’re hungry! I-”
Cain’s voice stopped as he stepped inside, finally hearing his own cries from the overly loud television. He looked me up and down for a moment, as his skin slowly began to turn a bright shade of red, and an angry glare settled on his face. Quietly, he set down an armful of groceries before walking over to the entertainment center. He carefully ejected the disk and removed it from the tv and then made his way to the bedroom… where I’d accidentally left the open velvet bag.
I heard a loud sigh come from Cain and, for once, I could almost taste waves of anger coming from his wolf even though he was so far away. Before I could dwell too long on this strange occurrence, I heard the alpha’s steps echo loudly against the tile of his kitchen floor.
“Boy. Get in here. Now.” He ordered in a quiet, dark tone that scared me more than I could ever remember being.
“Y-y-yes A-a-” I stuttered as my teeth chattered together in panic but Cain was having none of it.
I shook with fear as Cain grabbed me and shoved my small body against his kitchen wall.
“Don’t you dare call me that! If I was your Alpha, you wouldn’t have disrespected my private space! You knew that box was locked. If I wanted you to see what was in it, I would have left it unlocked for you!” He roared as he held my jaw in place, forcing me to meet his angry gaze as spit from his words hit my skin.
“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! Ple-”
“Shut up omega,” Cain snarled, as his alpha pheromones surrounded me, making me whimper in submission.
Then he released my face so that he could tear my pants down to my ankles while my wolf whined in distress as our class was used as a slur by this alpha. Once my skin was bare, I stumbled along as Cain aggressively pulled me towards the kitchen table. I let out a yelp of pain when I accidentally stubbed my toe on a chair leg, but Cain ignored me.
Cain sat at the table and roughly pulled me over his lap, holding me steady as I squirmed in fear. He then proceeded to spank my ass very hard; probably harder than I’d ever experienced but it was difficult to tell. All I knew was that I was being punished and I felt like a failure for making Alpha so upset with me. Maybe he would stop being nice all together now that I’d ruined everything with my abhorrent curiosity? I couldn’t figure out the answer and soon the pain in my ass caused me to loose my mental count of how many spankings I’d received but I knew I’d been given at least over 30, some of them landing on my tiny balls. Each one was just as painful, or more, than the one before it, bruising my skin. At one point, Alpha even spread my cheeks apart so that my tiny hole could be beaten as well and I accepted that I was his to abuse. I’d long ago abandoned any sort of fight that had first taken hold of my body, as I quietly sobbed to myself. I was more distressed over the loss of closeness and over disappointing my alpha than I was over the pain his hands caused me; though the pain did cause me a great deal of discomfort.
Cain didn’t speak during my punishment. I expected him to yell more, to degrade me, but all he did was hold me steady and spank. He behaved as if I were only on object to direct his anger on, making me feel sad and lonely. I began to wonder what he was thinking and hoped he wouldn’t stay mad at me for long, if I took my punishment like a good boy. I hated that I’d been bad and made my alpha treat me like this. I knew I deserved to be hit… I’d been bad plenty of times in my life and every time was followed by brutal punishment. Cain’s method was nothing new, except that my wolf could feel the anger from Cain’s own wolf directly, as if we both had shifted or something. There was a heat and brilliance to his anger that I’d never felt with anyone before and his disappointment in me hurt terribly; worse than any punishment.
I’d never wanted to be bad with Cain. I wanted to be good, always good, and he had been telling me that I was but now I’d gone and fucked it all up. Someone actually recognized that I could be good and loosing that cut me deeply but I knew it was all my fault. I cried harder; I just wanted to be his good boy again! Why had I opened the box? Why had I watched the video? I didn’t know anymore. All I know was that I was bad! I was a terrible wolf… a terrible omega! I deserved to be a pet; a slave even! My thoughts continued to torment me as I wailed and even my wolf cried out brokenly. I so desperately needed to hear that I was Cain’s good boy again, that when his hands finally stilled, I sobbed even harder, needing the praise like air but unable to ask for the breath.
After several minutes of silence, minus the weeping and sniveling on my part, Cain’s body jolted, as if he’d been shocked, and then he began to gently rub his hands across my bruised and tender skin. He caressed my asscheeks gently as I cried, rubbing all the sting out of the abused skin before he spoke again.
“Why did you do it, boy?”
I winced at the distancing language but quietly answered anyways, “I… I was curious about what you liked,” I sniffed, after taking a moment to gather my thoughts. “I just wanted to be what you liked, whatever it was,” I continued honestly, as fresh, hot tears rolled down and off my cheeks, onto the tiles below.
Cain’s hands stopped and he allowed me to pull up my pants before he sat me so that I was in his lap. My ass ached as the weight of my body pressed against the alpha’s thighs but I ignored it the best I could, as a rush of gratitude flooded my body over finally being held close for a long while. For I desperately needed it. I clung tightly to the alpha, letting out a breath of relief when he didn’t push my needy hands away.
“It was still wrong of you to do that,” he eventually whispered in my ear, causing chills to run down my spine. “But I’m sorry I lost my temper. I was already angry, earlier today, and when I saw what you had done… I snapped. I shouldn’t have punished you with my temper out of control like that. Please forgive me?” The alpha asked as he rubbed comforting circles into my back.
“Yes, Alpha. I can forgive you,” I finally managed to choke out. “But you didn’t really do anything wrong,” I continued, feeling overwhelmed by my misbehavior. “I’m the one that wronged you. I… I deserved that punishment. I am nothing. Less than nothing. I deserve to be treated badly,” I explained, as useless tears continued to roll down my cheeks.
“Shhhh don’t cry anymore little wolf,” he soothed as his scent filled the air around me.
“Y-you… you told me to be good and I wasn’t good!” I wailed, feeling my breath quicken.
“Did you cum?” He asked softly as his other hand covered my crotch.
“N-no,” I stuttered and I tried to control my breathing as I pushed my small, soft cock into his touch.
“Then you are a good boy,” he told me as he continued to rub my back.
I could feel relief throughout my body over his words but at the same time, I couldn’t accept the praise that I craved.
“But the box-” I tried to protest.
“Wasn’t something I gave you a direct order about,” the alpha finished for me, giving me the out I didn’t deserve. “And I lost my temper when I shouldn’t have. You are a good boy Fae. I’m sorry I made you think otherwise,” he continued as my tears came to a stop.
I was quiet for several minutes, considering the alpha’s words but, in the end, I still felt incredibly guilty over my offense.
“I don’t feel like I’m good,” I finally admitted to Cain. “I feel like you let me off too easy… I really messed up.” I hung my head then, the feeling of guilt crushing me, even as the alpha attempted reassurances.
“Hmmm,” he mused thoughtfully, standing us up. “I bought you a present pup, but I have an idea of how I could use it to punish you further and make you feel good again.”
I perked up a bit, despite my need for more punishment, thinking his gift would be panties. Instead, Cain proceeded to pull out the most beautiful dress I’d ever seen from a large, white, nondescript, shopping bag. It was a pink, gothic, lolita style dress covered in pink bows, ruffles and white lace. I tentatively reached out for it, letting my fingers delicately trace along the white, ruffled sleeve of the beautiful garment.
This was really for me? I wondered.
Nobody had spent money on me in years and never on something so fancy. It felt strange and wonderful all at once and I began to feel excited. It was the most perfect dress and I couldn’t wait to wear it! I idly wondered how it would look on me and I hoped Cain would think I looked beautiful in it, more than anything else. The alpha let me study the dress for a couple more moments before he tossed it onto the kitchen tiles. I looked up at him in shock, horrified that such a beautiful dress would be treated in this way. He ignored my expression and pulled out two bags of frozen vegetables and a container of raw chicken breast from another bag and set them on the counter while he gave me orders.
“Get down on the floor, little wolf, stomach first, on top of that dress.”
I obeyed, kneeling slowly, cringing as my small form began to smash the perfectly fluffed up bows. I hated this punishment already, for all I wanted was to wear the beautiful dress so that I could feel pretty.
“Good boy,” he murmured, petting my head.
I felt myself melt under the familiar touch but jerked suddenly as my cock and ass were filled with familiar vibrations. I tried to look up but the alpha gently pushed my head down, forcing my cheek to rest against the soft, pink fabric as he knelt next to me.
“I saw you humping the couch earlier,” he growled quietly as his fingers tightened their hold on my hair. “I could see you through the small window in the front door. And I must admit, you looked pretty sexy like that, acting like my little slut. But,” he gave a short, dark chuckle, “I didn’t know you were watching me back.”
Cain released my hair and stood once more and walked away. I could hear him moving groceries around on the counter as he instructed, “I want you to rub your cock against that dress while I cook us lunch.”
“But Alpha-” I tried to protest, out of respect for the dress, only to be interrupted.
“You played with yourself using my things Fae, it’s only fair you do the same with your things,” he told me, leaving no room for argument.
I blushed then, accepting the logic, and quietly pushed my pants back down my thighs so that my small bare cock could lay against the dress, like I deserved, and began to move.
“I will not stop the vibrations this time, little wolf,” he told me and I heard the click of the remote being sat on the counter. “You are to move the entire time I’m cooking. You may cum but you are never to stop moving. I don’t care how sensitive you become, so if I were you, I’d try to hold it in.”
I began to hump the dress in earnest as I listened to his words, feeling my cock harden as I moved. He chuckled softly as he watched my efforts and lightly slapped my ass, “You like this, don’t you pup? I can taste your shame, your arousal… you like being humiliated by your alpha, don’t you little boy?”
I moaned loudly as slick began to leak out of my hole. Only Cain could make dirty words like that sound so good. Cain grabbed the end of the dildo and began to slowly fuck my ass with it, testing my self control.
“Yes, that’s it my pretty slut, soak your alpha’s toy with your loose messy hole,” he mocked as I ground my leaking cock into one of the many pink ruffles below me.
I could feel slick and sweat gush out of my hole as the alpha moved the toy and I grimaced when I felt the mixture run down my thighs, staining the dress. Cain hadn’t even begun to cook, he simply forced me to ruin my new dress with my own pleasure as he brutally tortured my prostate, forcing an orgasm out of me. I moaned in distress as jets of creamy, sticky, white seed pooled beneath my belly, surely soaking both sides of the beautiful outfit. Cain slapped my ass hard after I came, using the slap to push the vibrating dildo back inside of me, as far as it could possibly go, before standing to prep the food. I whimpered in response to the overstimulation, as I lay on the dress for a couple moments, trying to catch my breath while the toys tortured me.
All too soon the alpha growled, “Get moving pup. You’re not allowed to stop until the food is done, remember?” I looked up at him with pleading eyes but he pushed my head back down. “I guess you shouldn’t have cum so quickly, huh?” He teased as if that weren’t exactly what he’d wanted to happen.
I did my best to obey, wincing and whimpering at the continued contact while the toys relentlessly teased me. Eventually I got hard again and I tried to distract my thoughts with everything that I possibly could, as I was slowly going crazy with the need to cum. At one point, I’d nearly succeeded, using one of my saddest memories to subdue my arousal, but before my cock could soften, Cain’s scent overwhelmed and suffocated me, forcing it back into its frantic state.
Realizing that the alpha was in complete control, I began to beg incoherently, though I’m not exactly sure what I was begging for. I wanted to cum but I didn’t want to be forced to continue to move afterwards. I wanted to stop moving altogether but if I did that I couldn’t cum. It was a perfectly planned catch 22 and my thoughts were so over taken by desire that I’d almost wondered if I’d slipped back into heat and my begging came out as whimpers and cries of “please” that I couldn’t control.
Cain ignored me, focusing instead on whatever he was making, and the scent of seared chicken in butter filled the air. However, I could barely smell it for my senses where so full of Alpha. Time seemed to stand still as I breathlessly humped my tiny cock against the dress, humiliating myself before the alpha, but finally, another orgasm and five minutes of post orgasm torture later, Cain told me to stop.
He allowed me to look up at him then and, as sweat poured from every part of me, I noticed two steaming plates on food already set up on the table. Cain offered his hand to me and I reached for it, my sweaty, sticky palm slipping against his clean skin, but he never let me go. Once the alpha pulled me up on shaky legs, he stripped me from my wet t-shirt and wrapped his warm, thick biceps around my quivering, naked body. We stood like that, for several minutes, until I could stand without assistance.
Cain then leaned down to collect the soiled dress and handed it to me. “Here. Go put this on in the bathroom. Do not clean it in any way. You’ll be eating lunch in the mess you made.”
I felt myself blush brightly at the humiliation and despite everything, I could feel my cock harden once more. Cain noticed and reached his hand in between my thighs, tugging on my small cock until it leaked more pre-cum.
“Hurry back,” he ordered, lightly pushing me in the direction of his bathroom.
I hurried to obey, running to the room, and then quickly unzipped the back of the frilly dress, before pulling it over my head and down my body. It fit almost perfectly, save for the space on my chest that would have accommodated a feminine figure. I frowned at that, for I very much wanted to wear something so that I could fill the space in like any pretty girl would. I blushed when I realized I’d just referred to myself as a woman but I didn’t let my mind think about it and reached behind my back to zip up the dress. I didn’t even allow myself a glance in the mirror so that I could hurry back to Cain.
Once I was back in his kitchen, the alpha smiled approvingly before returning to his previous position, lifting my skirt so that he could palm my needy cock.
“I was right,” he purred in my ear, “You do look awfully cute.”
I blushed at his words all while wishing he thought I looked more than cute… I wanted to be beautiful to him… but I supposed that in a stained, partially wet dress, cute was as good as I could be. I felt my mood drop slightly but I wasn’t surprised when Cain noticed, as he seemed to notice a lot about me.
“What’s wrong baby girl?” He whispered in my ear as he moved his hand steadily against my hard cock.
I stiffened at being called a girl, but only because I was taken by surprise over how much I liked it when my alpha said it and my thoughts went into overdrive.
How did Cain know I would want to hear that word specifically? How could he read me so well? How could he so easily sense my needs and desires? Or maybe… he didn’t? Maybe he was just teasing? Maybe he was actually making fun of me for being dressed like this? I felt incredibly sad over the thought but I didn’t know why. I knew I should be use to being mocked by now but the thought that Alpha might be one of the men to deride me cut deep. At the same time, I felt my tiny cock soften completely, though Cain hadn’t stopped his erotic touches.
I was so pathetic.
This time, Cain dropped his teasing tone, sounding genuinely unhappy. “Fae what did I do? Did I hurt you? Did I take things too far? Are you okay?” When I couldn’t answer he continued earnestly. “I was only going to make you cum once more and then have you eat lunch in that dress okay? Then it’ll be over. You can take it off after, I promise, it’ll all be over soon.”
I moved to rest my forehead against his chest, not understanding the sudden onslaught of emotion I was experiencing. Tears began to roll down my cheeks as I considered his words. “It will all be over soon” Alpha had said… and then… then I would go back to being a boy. Not that I minded that. Sometimes I felt perfectly content that way but right now… the idea of going back was awful and I didn’t want it. I just wished that Cain wouldn’t make fun of me for what I needed… just like all the other men I’d been with had.
“I don’t want to take it off,” I finally sobbed.
“Are you sure?” Cain asked, looking concerned.
I nodded frantically against his chest but stopped suddenly, worried that I looked like an idiot.
“Do I look pretty Alpha?” I whispered, not sure if I wanted to hear his answer.
“Of course you look pretty baby. I should have told you that. I’m sorry,” he answered as he held me close.
Cain began to gently stroke my cock again, which had begun to harden as he reassured me.
“Why did you call me a girl just now?” I finally asked as I allowed the alpha to sooth me.
“I thought it suited you,” he answered simply and I felt myself fully harden at his response.
“Oh,” I responded simply, as I hid my blushing cheeks against him, wishing I could hide how I felt about his answer instead.
Cain held me for several minutes before he spoke again. “Come on honey, just relax. I want you to cum for me,” Cain told me. He then sank down to his knees and dipped beneath my skirt so that he could swallow my cock.
I gasped, not expecting the alpha to put me in his mouth after how bad I had been today but here he was, swirling his tongue gently around my member as he sucked me off. Sooner than I cared to admit, my legs started to shake and I feared that I’d fall on top of the alpha and ruin his efforts. As if he could read my mind, Cain’s hands grabbed my thighs, steadying me, before safely backing me onto the kitchen chair, allowing me to sit.
Cain continued to swallow me, bobbing his head up and down beneath my skirt and I shyly reached to tangle my fingers into his hair. I could feel the back of my dress dampen with slick as the alpha pleasured me but I felt too good to care and my eyes glazed over as breathy moans escaped my mouth. Some coherent part of my brain took notice of the alpha’s technique and I flushed with pleasure when I realized he was copying what I’d done to him last night.
Cain was a very good learner and this blow job ended up bringing me to the edge so much faster than he had the night before.
“Alpha! Oh please, may I cum?” I whimpered, needing his express permission.
Cain took his mouth from my cock and I whined until he replaced his mouth with his hand. The alpha resurfaced and lifted my skirt so that we both could see my tiny, swollen cock as he fisted me. With his other hand, Cain reached over, picked my plate up from the table and lowered it down in front of my cock.
“Be a good girl and season your food darling,” he ordered as his lust filled eyes met mine.
My body responded to him immediately and I felt my orgasm leave me, coloring my lunch with creamy, white jets of cum as I moaned his name.
I shivered as Cain carefully massaged my tiny cock so that every last drop of cum that could had left me and was deposited onto my food. Once I was completely drained, he placed the plate on the table and arranged my dress so that I was perfectly covered. I looked up at him shyly, not know how to thank him for making me cum like that and I felt a little humiliated when I realized that I wanted Cain to punish me again like this sometime.
Instead of explaining anything, I let my curiosity guide my tongue, “Am I to eat this now Alpha?” I asked, gesturing to the cum covered plate.
Cain blushed at my question, “Well I hoped you… um… I mean it’s- Actually… I- No. You know what, no. It’s fine Fae. You don’t have to. Switch with me?” He asked, looking embarrassed and ashamed of himself.
“I can eat it Alpha. Cum on my food does not bother me,” I half-lied.
The truth was, it did bother me when Frank would dump random jizz on my food, which was already on the verge of spoiling, on more occasions than not. It did bother me when I’d wait all day to eat and all I’d receive was a disgusting bowl of Frank piss and seed. It did bother me, the taste of most men’s cum and having most of my meals destroyed by it.
However… it did not bother me that Cain had prepared fresh food for me and made me orgasm all over it. It did not bother me to have the alpha use my own pleasure against me. Giving Cain what he wanted never seemed to bother me at all. I was a bit anxious that I wouldn’t like the taste of myself but if this is what Cain wanted, then I wanted to please him. So, I picked up my fork and took a deep breath.
The alpha looked unsure and he pushed his own plate towards me, offering his clean food for me to eat once more. I ignored him and pulled my plate closer, spearing a piece of chicken and broccoli with a particularly large white glob on it. I quickly put the bite in my mouth, trying not to think about it as I chewed. I heard Cain gasp softly as he watched, his cheeks burning red as I continued to chew. He gently, but half-heartedly, pushed his plate towards me again, giving me a final out, but it was too late. However much he’d been trying to hide it, I could finally scent Cain’s own arousal. Something about this turned my alpha on, so I was not about to stop eating. Besides, Cain was a very good cook and my own addition really didn’t taste that bad.
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Cain’s Pov:
I sat on the couch, with Fae wrapped up in my arms, as he watched Disney’s Cinderella on my tv and I smiled softly when he gasped at the fairy god mother’s handiwork. He seemed completely content as he snuggled in closer after gleefully clapping over Cinderella’s gown and I couldn’t stop myself from studying him.
After lunch I’d cleaned the boy off in a bath and then I had him take a nap. When he woke, I ordered pizza for dinner, letting the boy choose any toppings he liked, which is how we’d ended up with all the meats and all the veggies Luigi’s had to offer, plus pineapple, on one pizza. I decided we should watch a movie while we ate and asked Fae to pick out anything he wanted to see. He instantly looked at my old collection of disney princess dvds and after several quiet minutes of intense study, he selected Cinderella.
We sat on the couch and ate quietly but once we’d both had our fill, Fae had shyly scooted himself close to me and my wolf’s natural instinct was to gather the boy in my arms. For once, I did exactly what my wolf wanted, and I felt a sense of peace overcome me as I obeyed. I absentmindedly began to picture what my life might be like if I had someone like Fae to come home to everyday. True, we hadn’t spent that long together but there was something about him that no amount of medication I took could shake. I felt physically and mentally better after spending time with this boy. I didn’t know how else to explain it but it was as if being with him re-energized me and the constant loneliness my wolf normally felt, melted away. At times, the boy almost felt like family to my wolf and I marveled at his connection.
I softly kissed the top of Fae’s head as I thought about how out of control my temper had gotten earlier; wincing at the memory while my wolf growled at me. I’d never let myself release my anger in that way before and a messed up part of me had enjoyed holding power over Fae. He had done wrong and no one could save him from my wrath and I loved it! But at the same time… I didn’t want to abuse someone. It didn’t matter that Fae was an omega or that he was Frank’s pet, Fae was a living being that deserved fair treatment from me and I felt that I’d gone a bit too far.
I didn’t so much regret spanking him in general. The boy had deserved as much and he knew it. I did, however, regret the anger I’d felt towards him, which had allowed me to spank the omega for much longer and much harder than he truly deserved. It didn’t matter that Fae thought he deserved worse. I knew better and I vowed right then to never punish Fae while I was angry with him again. I would be calm and think rationally if the boy did something else to be punished for, I would give myself time to form an appropriate response.
I jumped slightly when a small noise broke through my pondering and looked down in surprise to see that Fae had fallen fast asleep, snoring softly as the movie neared it’s happy end. I smiled to myself over the sight, for he looked adorable in my oversized shirt and pants that covered him hand and foot. I watched the boy for a few minutes as a feeling of awe came over me. This omega trusted me so much, to sleep against me like this, and I hadn’t done much to earn that trust. I decided then, given the circumstances, that the little wolf would probably prefer to sleep alone in the bed, rather than to have me join him without any sort of permanent bond between us.
I carefully cradled the boy in my arms, taking care to support his weight evenly so that he did not wake, and softly walked down the hallway to the bedroom. Once inside, I gently laid his sleeping form on top of the covers and pulled another blanket, that had been abandoned on the floor, over the tiny omega’s body. Satisfied that the boy was comfortable, I kissed his forehead and then made my way from the space, ready for a long night on the couch.