Hello my beautiful readers!
If any of you read "True Nature" then you're probably familiar with the lotus omega that ruins Frank's poker game, also known as Ben. I've been toying with ideas for his story and I'd love to know how y'all like this chapter. This will have slow updates due to my other stories but I really wanted to get this chapter out. Don't worry, I'm still working on True Nature. I'm working on the last chapter and it'll be long so please be patient. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this and let me know if I should write more of this story.
Much love, xx
Ben's Pov:
"Undo my tie submissive," my handsome Dom purred, stirring my still hands into motion.
"Yes Master," I answered softly as I made to obey.
The human smirked, "I knew you'd be back Benny. You always come back to beg."
I blushed as I finally removed his silk tie, my hands shaking a little from the sting of his words. He was right... I did always come back, no matter how many times I told him he would never touch me again, I came back and begged for it like a bitch in heat.
"It's not my fault! Everything is just... it's all too much," I groaned, feeling ashamed of myself for needing him.
He only laughed as he directed my hands to undo the buttons of his shirt. "If you ever find you mate," he spat, "I can't wait to tell him how I had you first... how I had you begging to ride my cock." I flushed in humiliation at his words. "Fuck, you might even think of me when you're with him... maybe even when you're pregnant with his pups," he mocked as he softly traced a finger down my cheek.
"Please don't," I whispered as I looked away. I felt ashamed over the fact that I knew I was suppose to have waited to be with my mate before I even had sex, let alone what I was here for. "We both know I probably don't have a mate... if I haven't found him by now...."
Adam's face softened for a moment, "You used to like being degraded like that... are you alright?" He asked, using his normal voice instead of the cold one he usually assumed.
"Yeah..." I murmured.
"That's not how you answer your Master," he pushed. "Color?"
"Green Master... just... don't bring up mates... please," I begged, refusing to look him in the eye.
The human paused for a moment, "You'll find him one day," he reassured gently, pulling me into a hug against his warm chest. "You're a good boy... good boy's are always rewarded," Adam assured in a rare moment of tenderness.
However, that wasn't what I came here for. I didn't want the human's affection, as it could never last. He wasn't my mate... hell, we weren't even friends. I was simply a client and Adam was very good at his job. He was the best Dom around and the only one, at the human dungeon, that I felt always safe with when I needed to escape my head and right now... I needed it.
I shook my head "no" as I pulled out of the hug. I didn't want to be seen as good... he knew better. I then knelt down on a bit of jagged tile, wincing as it cut into my skin, and barred my neck, knowing how the werewolf sign of submission turned him on.
"There's my little slut," he purred, taking in my posture as he slowly led my hands to strip off his pants and underwear. "Have you cum today?" He asked, pressing his large cock into my palm as he gazed at me with his intense hazel eyes.
I thought about my whirlwind of a night, "No," I murmured. "I thought I might but... things turned out really different. I... I was rejected and.. there was a whole other mess..." I let my words trail off knowing I couldn't explain more. Adam wasn't one of us... I shouldn't even be here but I didn't care. I needed him.
"So you ran back here, hoping that if you begged like the bitch you are that you'd get me to cum on you?" He asked, caressing the side of my face, as he spoke, smiling as I flushed in response.
"I... um... y-yes," I finally admitted, letting my mind slip while I settled into my role, shivering with pleasure as he lightly smacked my face with his dripping cock.
"And why is that, my pet?" He asked, mocking the fact that I was a werewolf omega.
I shivered as I repeated the words I'd been taught to always say when I was with my Master. "B-because... I'm just your filthy cumslut, Sir," I moaned.
"Honestly you're worth less than that but since I have no other options, you may beg to lick my cock," he ordered, as a sadistic grin settled on his face.
At the sight of his smile, my own tiny cock hardened even more, leaking desperately for everything he could give me. "Please Master! Let my worthless mouth pleasure your huge, important cock! I need to taste it!" I begged, flushing even more as my own words humiliated me, not that I would ever stop myself from saying them for they felt like oxygen to me.
"I don't know... you're not very good at it," he mocked cruelly, making my eyes sting with tears. "Oh, are you going to cry about it puppy?" He then grabbed the back of my head to hold my face against his leaking member. "Maybe your tears will lube this up for your filthy, slutty hole instead?"
"Master please!" I cried, my tears falling freely now as he rubbed the head of his cock against them, leaving a messy trail of precum against my cheeks with every tear that he wiped away. "Please, I beg of you! I need to please your cock! It's getting so messy! Let me clean it off! I'll make you feel so good!"
The Dom simply laughed at my begging, making me feel small and worthless while my cock throbbed happily. "Look at you. Your tiny cock is so hard and I've barely let anything happen. That's pretty embarrassing for you huh? What are you?"
"I-m... I-I'm a pathetic l-little cum slut... nothing but a hole for you to use..." humiliation seeped through every poor on my body as the words fell from my lips.
"God you look so beautiful on your knees like that," he praised unexpectedly. "Such a good boy, here, you can taste your Master's cock now."
"I'm not good! I'm useless!" I corrected angrily, feeling my cheeks heat up over the words I called myself. I wasn't used to being called good during a scene and I didn't want Adam to start now, just because he felt sorry for me. This was the second time too... I knew I'd need to discuss this with him later but I really didn't want to. He should know better.
The Dom glared at me and grabbed my leash, pulling it so that I fell on all fours before him. He picked up his flogger lined with jagged spikes and brought the metal and leather strips down across my ass in a hard blow, causing me to scream out in pain.
"First of all, you stupid little bitch, if I say your good, what right do you have to contradict me? You? You're nothing but a worm. You're not even smart enough to refute me. You're not a doctor like your brother! You're just an aid and a cashier boy! The queen's little omega puppet who does what he's told! But I know how brainless you can be. You can't hide your flaws from me! You know what you really are, pussy?" I shook my head no, feeling miserable, but also alive, as my wolf purred with contentment. "You're a pathetic, no good, weak ass, omega! You're a piece of shit that only deserves to be used as a piss and cum rag!!" As he spoke he rained blow after blow against my poor ass, causing it to burn and blister beneath his abuse. I flinched as the tile cut into my skin from all of my shifting before sighing in relief. It had finally happened. I was bleeding. Praise the moon goddess.
"I'm sorry Master! You're right about me! You're always right! Just... just please, please, please let me suck your cock! I earned it and then messed everything up! I'm so sorry Master!" I tearfully begged, relaxing as the pain built and built, perfectly delighted that he hadn't let me step out of line.
"I always forget about how much of of whore you are! God, it's fucking disgusting. How many cocks do you service a day now?"
"I'm only a slut for yours Master, I promise! No other cocks," I replied, sincerely as I tried to mouth at his impressive member.
The sad truth was, this was absolutely true. I hadn't found a mate yet and I was nearing the end of my even being desirable as an omega since, in about a year, I would no longer be able to conceive. Not only that but I had dated very few people and none of them proved being worthy enough of sharing this dark part of myself with. The part that needed to be degraded and humiliated, at least a little, every twenty four hours, for I craved being put in my place. Unfortunately, that never happened and the need would build and build until I barely even make it through the day. I'd often wait until it was so bad that I couldn't stand it and then I'd give up and come here.
I always felt so much pressure to be the perfect omega. For years I was flawless and never acted out of line. I was a role model to the community, especially since the royal prince had gone missing some years prior. Being the first omega child to the queen's second in command was a lot of work. More work than most omega's had to do and it was made even harder by the fact that I didn't have a mate to satisfy or take care of me.
I remained a virgin for as long as I could but once that gift was stolen from me my self hatred began as did my need to be completely degraded. Eventually I had to seek someone out to curb my needs. I needed to be punished. I wasn't as perfect as I pretended to be.
At one time, I'd even had a potential mate but he changed his mind when he found out that I'd been defiled already. It broke my heart and only proved to show me how much I deserved to be treated badly. To make matters worse, after we broke up he found his true mate. Ironically, that happened to me a lot. I was always a place holder until an alpha or beta would find who they truly wanted and it happened so often that I sort of felt cursed, like it was something I deserved for letting my virginity get stolen away.
