Chapter Four [M]
Miles
[Mature Warning & Rape & Homophobic Slurs]
Blood trickled out from my lips as I try to suppress my groans of agony, it’s not the first time I had taken a cock dry, but it was still painful.
”Fuck yes, you little slut, so tight squeezing around my fat cock. Fuck!” I winced at the old man’s colourful words, I didn’t know him, he was just another stranger that had paid my dad to fuck an ‘exquisite’ creature since male omegas were rather hard to find.
As usual, my wrists and ankles were restricted to the bed post ny cuffs, the metal painfully digging into my wrists, making an angry red line.
In.
Out.
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Out.
In.
Out.
In.
Out.
I counted each thrusts, each painful sting from entry that would cause gasps of pain to leave my outs, pleasing the sick fuck above me.
The man moaned out, yanking my hair and came inside me though knowing very well I could get pregnant.
But did he care?
No.
If I did become pregnant, my father would force me to abort the precious life, or, if I refused, he would do it for me, by force of course. It wasn’t the first time it had happened, each time it would tear a piece of what was left of my hear, my sanity and soul. There was nothing I could do, I was helpless, and weak, it wasn’t me against my father, it was me against the world.
To the modern society, omegas were nothing but sluts and whores that seduce people with their pheromones, so it really didn’t matter if they were raped, or sexually assaulted, the rapists could always get away with saying something like ‘it wasn’t my fault, they succeed me with their pheromones knowing my rutting instincts would take over.’
Bullshit.
Omegas as young as a child could be assaulted yet still blamed for ‘seducing,’ it’s unfair, inhumane, cruel, but that’s our world, and it doesn’t plan on changing any time soon.
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My body ached as I stepped into the shower, the warm water cascading down my back eased the tension, I gritted my teeth in discomfort, trying to clean my abused hole.
Back sliding down the wet wall, I huddled myself into a corner, water splashing my body. I could remember the first time father had sold me, the time he stole my innocence and dignity.
Flashback
I’m so stupid, So so stupid. How could I forget to stock up drugs and alcohol, stupid stupid me. Now father will punish me.
Run Miles, if we run away we’ll never have to face him again!
I don’t know… what if, what if he catches us?
He won’t, we’ll shift, let me take control, I’ll get us out of here, I promise Miles, I’ll never let anyone hurt you again.
A whimper left me, torn between fear and freedom, I took a hesitant step towards the back door. My. Ind ran over all the possibilities of getting caught, sensing my distress, my wolf sent a few words of encouragement.
Miles, trust me, I want you to trust me okay? I will get us out here alive, we can start over again, away from that bastard.
I sighed in defeat, I trust Mateo, i always have and always will, I know he’ll do anything to get us safe. Wrapping an arm around myself I shut my eyes, pushing myself to the back of my mind, handing control over to my wolf.
Watching my wolf form scurry into a nearby forest in the back of my mind was funny, it was like watching a 3D movie. My wolf leapt elegantly over fallen trees and rocks, always stopping upon ponds, rivers or any water sources to quench our thirst.
It has probably been hours since we ran away, there’s no signs of anyone chasing or hunting us down, I felt relieved. Maybe today is the day that I’ll get to start over, to leave my past behind, leave the abuse, torment, everything. I could be free again, be me again.
Nightfall came fast, Mateo found a small and well hidden cave to spend the night, he had collected big leaves to make a bedding circling the leaf stash a few times, my tired wolf curled into a sleeping form, letting sleep engulf us with the hope of another day of freedom.
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A sudden panic shot through me, jolting me awake, it was Mateo. I looked around my surrounding, surprised to find myself in control.
I was surrounded in darkness, supposing it’s the cave, i stretched, feeling relaxed for once.
Mateo? Are you awake?
No reply.
Mateo?
Nothing.
I tried again and again to reach my wolf, but nothing. Fear bubbled inside me, I couldn’t sense Mateo! Maybe he’s just tired from yesterday and sleeping heavily, that’s why, that has to be why, I comforted myself over and over.
Time flew fast, yet the sun still hasn’t risen yet, and neither has Mateo, a strange feeling tugged inside me, I shifted back into y human form, hoping to wander around and find the opening of the cave. I tried standing up straight, but something banged against my head, startling a groan out of me as I clutched my head in pain. I could’ve sworn the cave was taller and had more space, how strange.
Just as I was planning to shift back, light blinded my eyes, the sound of feet shuffling could be heard, finally adjusting to the brightness, I opened my eyes, only to be met by a pair of very familiar angry glares.
Father.
Shit.
I whimpered, cowering back into the corner I had woken up in.
”I went through a lot of trouble looking for you. Fag.” He sneered, marching towards the cage I had just noticed that I was being held in.
”Your whore of a wolf caused me to lose my money! But now he’s gone, there’s no one to protect you.”
My eyes widened, gone? Gone? What did he mean gone? Where was Mateo? What did he do to him?
Sensing my worries, my father smirked, “nothing happened to him, he’s just having a nice little dream inside of your head, he’ll wake soon, and if he cause more trouble, I’ll just have to give him another dose of wolves bane. Now, you little brat made me lose my money, costed me a fortune to find you, and you’ll pay it back. I found a job for you, a perfect job.” A sinister smile made its way onto his face.
I yelped in surprise when a rough hand yanked me out of the cramped cage and into a decorated bedroom with red and black silk, a group of fat, old and hairy men sat naked on the bed, I cringed in disgust.
”This is the boy gentlemen, I present you, a teenage virgin male omega.”
I was greeted by lustful stares, making me cover my hands over my naked body in a pathetic attempt to shield myself away fro their eyes.
”What a pretty little boy, seems like he has a tight hole too, wonderful, you did good.” A man said, grasping my arm and dragged me to the bed, I struggled helplessly, realising what was going to happen.
”NO NO NO!” I screamed, my voice cracking with every word, it had been years since I’ve spoke. “Stop! No! Please I’ll d-do anything!”
A hand flew to my cheek, “quiet you whore, you are in no position to refuse me.”
Tears trickled down my face as my struggles were restricted by cuffs around my ankles and wrists. “Aren’t you a pretty boy, I’ll certainly have a good time with you.” Another voice said.
Something wet prodded my entrance, I looked up in horror, “no! No no no! STOP! PLEASE!”
No one listened, soon, a finger turned to two, then three, then a cock. Pain racked through my body, panic engulfed me, my struggles became feral, I thrashed against my restraints, attempting to pull away from the monstrous organ that’s about to intrude my body.
I was ignored, in one thrust, a dick entered me, I screamed, again and again, I pleaded, begged, but no one listened, no one stopped.
At last, I was left cuffed to the bed, covered in cum and blood, tears had long dried, my body covered in bruises, each movement resulted to pain. Darkness dotted my vision as my last thought left me.
Mateo, come back.
Please.
Flashback End