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Bright light was glaring down at Tanner as he cracked his eyes open. They burned, dry and scratchy. His mouth felt thick, and his head was pounding, and above him was a bare lightbulb that was swinging from the ceiling.
“What the hell?” he groaned.
Tanner moved to sit up, and felt tension on his wrists and ankles. He was tied down to a hard surface, thick leather straps keeping him shackled to it. Suddenly he was very awake. He tugged hard at the straps, frantic, terrified energy making his heart race. He looked around, eyes wild with panic. There was a dark shadow, the hint of a silhouette of someone across the room.
“Hey!” he yelled. “Help me!” His head was screaming in pain, and it was hard to make his mouth move. The panic was speeding his thoughts, but slowing his ability to think, to plan, to look for an escape. The person stood up, boot heels making a loud noise on the cement floor. As the person stepped into the light of the bare bulb, Tanner gawked. “Dom?” he squawked.
Dominic Patrice was a senior at his college, and best friend to his mentor, Kayden.
“Hello, Tanner,” Dom said. His voice was always cold yet silky smooth, and now was no different. He was calm, collected - the complete opposite of Tanner right then. He could suddenly smell his alpha pheromones, the overwhelming scent rushing in. The scent was strong to the point of causing pain. Tanner was also an alpha, but far less dominant, and it made him want to curl up and cringe away. He had never smelled Dom’s pheromones much, save for the odd whiff here or there. He must have kept them hidden, but now they were out in full force, making Tanner’s vision swim.
“Dom, let me out, dude. This isn’t funny,” Tanner said. The last thing he remembered was being at the club the night before, and dancing with Kayden while they flirted with some pretty betas.
“You’re right. It isn’t funny,” Dom said. He stood there, and lit a cigarette as he stared down at Tanner, like one might stare at a spot of dirt on a brand new pair of shoes. Tanner shuddered, and Dom’s eyes tracked the movement. There was no warning as Dom’s arm shot out, his hand coming to squeeze Tanner’s throat. “And I’m certainly not joking.”
Panic flooded Tanner’s already terrified mind, and he began to thrash, trying and failing to break free with the little bit of movement he could get. He couldn’t breathe, and Dom was watching him, squeezing, squeezing, tighter and tighter, his eyes tracing every inch of his face as Tanner’s vision began to blur. Just as suddenly as he had grabbed him, he let go. Tanner sucked in lungfuls of air, gasping and panting, his eyes wet as he tried to get his breath back.
“Did you know Kayden and I have been friends since kindergarten?” Dom asked. There was a fondness in his voice as he spoke of Kayden, but also something dark and possessive.
“N-no…I didn’t.” Tanner managed to push the words out, and Dom came and sat on the edge of the wooden board he was strapped to.
“No, you didn’t. You see, Tanner…Kayden doesn’t need anyone else, and certainly not another alpha for a friend. After all, he already has me.” Dom’s voice was like a blade dipped in honey, sweet, but beneath that sweetness was a dangerous edge that could kill. Dom reached out to caress his cheek, and Tanner flinched. “Don’t worry…I’ll make sure you can never bother Kayden again,” he cooed.
Tanner was still panting, his mind racing as he looked for help, an exit - something! He was in a dark cement room, with no windows, and one metal door with several heavy duty locks on it. Dom moved, and Tanner’s eyes snapped to his hand. It had dipped into the inner pocket of the suit jacket he was wearing. He pulled out a syringe, and Tanner began to struggle anew.
“Now, now, there’s no need to fuss. This won’t kill you after all,” Dom said with a small laugh. The sharp edge was gone, and now he was almost jovial, as if he were speaking to a small, frightened child who’s fear was out of proportion. Tanner jerked away from him again, Dom’s cool fingers grabbing his chin. He squeezed down hard, making Tanner cry out in pain, as his head was tilted to the side.
Dom paused then, and looked down at him.
“Did you know that there’s a theory that we all begin as omega’s in the womb, and it’s only further into the pregnancy that alphas and betas develop further away from that starting point? It’s quite fascinating. Scientists then wondered if they could return an alpha or beta to an omega form…and lo and behold they could. It’s quite the guarded secret though…after all, it would pose a rather large risk to all the alphas in power to have a drug like that available. So it was scrapped and buried. But someone leaked the recipe, and it exists in small quantities on the black market. Of course there’s no telling if any of it is real, or if it works, and I can’t try it on Kayden if I don’t test it first…and well, it’s not often I have an alpha tied down and immobile…” There was a cruel glint in his eyes, and Tanner realised he was telling him this so he would know what was going to happen, so he could see his fear and despair in his eyes. Dom was toying with him before he ate him, like a cat with a mouse.
Tanner’s eyes went wide as his words sunk in, fear like he had never known, animal and feral, filled him, and he started to scream and thrash. The leather bands cut into his wrists, but he needed to free himself, he needed to escape, to get away from him!
“No! NO!” he shrieked.
Dom’s pheromones hit him like a truck, knocking the breath from him, and he whimpered, his entire body flinching.
“There now, there’s no need for all this struggling. It’s going to happen. Really, can you even call yourself an alpha when your pheromones are so much weaker than mine? When you are so much weaker? Don’t worry, Tanner. I’ll take good care of you. After all, I need to make sure this will work on my darling Kayden,” he said.
There was a sharp sting, and a rush of cold liquid that turned to fire in his veins as Dom pushed the needle into him, and injected the drug. Tanner screamed, agony filling every nerve of his body, the drug rewriting all that he was, burning away every last trace of alpha from his being. It hurt, and the world seemed to grow white hot in his vision. Tears were streaming down his face, and his stomach roiled as he continued to scream. A sharp pain spread between his legs, and up his spine, and still all he could do was scream.
“Kill me!” he sobbed, begging for release.
“Shh, shh, you’ll be done soon enough,” Dom said. He stood up, and retook his seat across the room, watching as Tanner writhed in agonising pain, a torture no one should ever endure.
At some point Tanner passed out, and when he awoke he was on a mattress, a metal collar sealed around his throat, and chained to the wall. His entire body burned, and painful arousal was bursting between his legs. He gasped, and whined, shaking as his fingers reached to find some relief. He had no idea how long the process had taken…days? Weeks? Was anyone even looking for him?
His mind shied away from thinking about his situation, instead focusing on the issue at hand. His fingers met his genitals, and he whined in distress. His balls were gone. Where his testacles had been now laid an opening, a place for a knot, to give birth to pups. An hysterical cry left him as he felt the horrible wetness, felt the new vaginal opening as he thrusted his fingers inside. He sobbed as he realised he was in heat. The drug had worked. Tanner was now an omega.
Despite his fear and disgust, his body had demands. His fingers were fucking into his hot slick entrance, trying to find relief, to ease the burning, the awful arousal that he alone could not sate. The sound of the metal door opening allerted him of Dom’s return, and this time when his pheromones hit him he moaned. The door was locked once more, and Dom was by his side in a few long strides.
“It worked,” Dom said in awe.
Tanner’s mind was wild with need. There was an alpha, he could fix this. He could make this terrible pain end. He whimpered, his fingers unable to stop. He wanted to fight these new urges and instincts, but it was so overwhelming, Dom was so overwhelming, that he couldn’t think beyond the need to be bred, to be claimed, and marked, mated with.
He turned his head to look at Dom who’s eyes were dark, and his nostrils were flaring as he took in his omega scent.
“God, you smell incredible,” Dom said, a cigarette dangling from his lips. “I’ve never smelled such a tantalising bitch in heat before. I suppose I ought to make sure leaving a mating bite works…and it’s not like I can’t claim more than one mate regardless,” he mused.
Despite how calm he sounded, Tanner could smell the way his pheromones had deepened, growing stronger and richer, reacting to his heat. He could taste his lust on his tongue, the air thick with it. He heard the sound of a zipper being lowered, and then felt the dip of the mattress.
“Let’s see how much of a bitch you really are now,” Dom said, amusement in his voice. Tanner whined, fear and need battling for dominance in his mind. He didn’t want this, didn’t want Dom as his mate. The thought of it alone made him want to howl in rage and despair. His instincts didn’t care though. The omega hormones demanded a mate, an alpha, to be fucked and bred, to be claimed, and mounted -
A cold hand landed on Tanner’s hip and he gasped at how incredible it felt against his feverish skin. Alpha pheromones filled his senses, mixed with Dom’s cigarette smoke, making his mouth water, and his new cunt gush with slick. Fingers trailed over his naked hip, across his pelvis, sliding lower until they brushed against the last vestiges of his alpha cock, now shrunken and useless. Dom let his fingers dance along his small dicklet, never once moving lower. Tanner felt feral with need, and he growled, and whined, needing to be fucked already.
“Beg me,” Dom whispered in his ear. Tanner shuddered in disgust, hating the idea, even as his body craved it. “Beg me to breed you, to make you my bitch.”
He didn’t want to. He hated Dom, hated what he had done to him, his hands, his voice…and yet his hormones betrayed him. He needed it, needed him right now, and it made him sick even as he was filled with painful longing.
“You smell so sweet now, little omega…so enticing, meant to draw alphas to you, meant to make them go into rut, to want to fuck you and fill you with pups. You want that, don’t you? To be rutted into and filled with cum, filled with your alpha’s pups?” he cooed into Tanner’s ear.
Tanner wanted to scream no, but his body was screaming yes, yes, yes! The idea of being flooded with hot alpha cum had him drooling, and a pathetic, desperate whine escaped him .Hot tears slid from his eyes, his body shaking, his need warring with his want. He didn’t want Dom touching him, but he needed the heat to stop so he could think, so he could be himself again.
“P-please,” he gritted out.
“That’s not how we beg to be bred, is it little Tantan?” Dom asked, his tone mocking. Tanner swallowed hard, his breath shuddering as it left him.
“Please…please breed me…alpha,” he cried. Misery filled him, but it was done now.
“Good bitch,” Dom murmured softly, pressing a kiss to the nape of Tanner’s neck. His mind screamed in terror and need, afraid that Dom would bite him, and would claim him as a mate. He had said it was his intention, but he hoped he was only toying with him.
Tanner had no more time to think or panic as he felt a thick, hot, alpha cock sliding between his thighs, and rubbing against his dripping cunt.
“Do you want my cock, bitch?” Dom asked.
“Y-yes,” Tanner sobbed.
“Do you want my thick knot inside you?” he continued, rubbing the tip of his cock against Tanner’s slick and aching entrance.
“Y-YES!” he wailed.
“Mm, good boy. Don’t worry, I’ll give you what your needy little cunt desires,” he cooed. Tanner felt like he was losing his mind, like his entire being was being torn asunder, his mind shattering. He needed to be fucked, to be filled, needed his alpha to breed him already. Dom didn’t say more as he pushed into him in one hard thrust.
Tanner screamed, part pleasure, but mostly pain. His newly formed cunt was so tender, and tight, and Dom’s cock was massive, leaving no room for anything but himself. He sobbed as he felt his body give way, his cunt letting out more slick. Despite the agony of the situation, he didn’t want him to stop.
“God, you’re so tight,” Dom grunted. Tanner couldn’t stop whimpering as Dom made a slow rocking motion, in and out, small little thrusts that forced his body to accept the intrusion. He felt Dom’s hands on him again, one rubbing his useless omega cock, and another tugging at a nipple. Tanner’s traitorous body was responding, the burning arousal pooling inside him once more. Lips and teeth touched his neck, the spot where a mating bite would go. Hot tears spilled from his eyes as he realised how badly he needed Dom to sink his teeth into him and mark him.
Dom’s hands tightened on him, and he started to thrust, his cock sinking deeper into him. Tanner keened, pleasure erupting inside him, the pain easing into something hot and sweet. The sting now felt good, and he was growing wetter by the second. His sweet omega pheromones filled the air, mixing with Dom’s overwhelming alpha scent, and the acrid smell of his cigarette. He felt drunk on it, his mouth open, trying to taste the mix of it on his tongue.
“That’s it. Such a good bitch for me, Tantan,” Dom crooned at him. Tanner hated how good that made him feel, being praised by an alpha. His instincts loved it though, wanted more, to be loved, and praised for being a good omega. Tanner spread his legs, making more room, letting Dom sink even deeper still, reaching the deepest parts of himself. “Yes, there you are…my lovely omega whore. God, your cunt feels amazing.”
Tanner could feel an orgasm bubbling inside him, rising to the surface. Dom was thrusting hard and faster now, rutting into him. The fingers on his hips were gripping him so tight he was sure he would bruise. Dom’s scent was growing richer by the second, the smoke from his cigarette coiling around them, and Tanner’s mind was growing fuzzier because of it, his thoughts turning soft, slipping through his mental fingers. Why was this bad again? He wasn’t really sure anymore.
“Fuck,who knew omega cunt would be this perfect. I’m gonna knot you real good ,” Dom growled. Tanner moaned, his cunt clenching around Dom’s cock. “You want that, bitch? You want my fucking knot inside you? Want my pups, you little whore?”
“Yes - fuck..YES!” Tanner screamed. In that moment there was nothing he wanted more. “Breed me…breed my cunt! Fuck!”
“Oh I will, little omega. I’ll do that and more.” Dom’s voice was a rumble, reverberating against Tanner’s back. Dom shoved into him deep and hard, and Tanner cried out as he felt his knot swelling inside him. He came as Dom’s teeth sank into his neck, just below the metal collar, claiming him as his mate. His mouth was hot on his skin, his teeth sharp. Tanner’s mind was blank save for pleasure, his orgasm rushing to meet him, his cunt contracting over and over on the knot that was trapped inside him, filling him up. Dom didn’t release him, holding him still with his teeth as he came, pumping him full of thick alpha cum.
Only when Dom’s knot started to go down, did he let go of Tanner’s neck. He shivered, the heat easing now that they had mated. Reality came rushing in, and a broken sob escaped him. Dom was his alpha now, his mate. He legally belonged to him, and any chance he might have had for some sort of happy existence was gone, just like that.
Cigarette smoke burned his eyes as Dom slipped out of him. Tanner turned to glare at him, only to find Dom looking at him, that cold, calculating look back on his face. Dom reached for him, grabbing him by the chin, and for one delirious moment he thought he was going to be kissed. Burning pain hit his cheek as Dom put his cigarette out on his face.
“This means nothing,” Dom said. “You mean nothing. It’s all a test. If you can get pregnant then I’ll know that the drug truly works. Once I have Kayden I won’t need you anymore. You can go then, and only then.”
Tanner’s tears stung as they hit the burn mark just below his eye, and he nodded. All he had to do was survive it seemed…
One day bled into the next, weeks turning into months. Dom fucked him every day, always burning him before he left. That was how Tanner kept track of time, by counting the burns on his face and arm. When he failed to get pregnant after a month, Dom gave him a drug that forced him into heat. He did it again and again, until Tanner wondered if he would die from it.
Once a week Dom would wash him. He’d unhook the chain, and drag him over to the other side of the room, sit him on a stool, and spray him down. He’d make sure none of the burns were infected, and cleaned him well. He’d change the sheets, and then chain Tanner to the bed once more. The collar had no opening, and it seemed to be welded on to him, so it didn’t matter what he did he couldn’t get it off, or break the thick metal chains. During the day Tanner would sleep, and once Dom was back from classes and work they would fuck, and he would eat something fresh. On and on this went, the same thing day in and day out, until Tanner could think about nothing else than his alpha.
It was a few months in when something changed. Dom slammed the door open, not even closing it. He marched to Tanner’s sleeping spot, and unhooked the chain, dragging him across the floor. Tanner scrambled trying to get his footing, but Dom didn’t let him. He brought him to the wooden slab he had woken up tied to all those months ago now, and he tied him down again.
Dom had a wild look in his eyes, dangerous, and filled with rage. Something must have happened and Tanner trembled in fear. Dom’s scent smelled off, like something rotten, and it made his omega mind scream in pure panic.
“He mated with an omega,” Dom said, his voice cracking. “HE MATED WITH A FUCKING OMEGA! They’re having a child! It was all an accident, but he’s going to take responsibility!” he ranted, pacing back and forth. “He’s leaving me for some fucking whore!”
Tanner felt his panic clawing its way up his throat. Was Dom going to kill him now? Was that why he had tied him down? He was terrified, nauseous with it, but too weak to struggle anymore.
“He left this morning…called on the way out of town….our entire lives together and all I get is a fucking phone call?!!” Dom was out of control with his anger and hurt. Tanner was shaking, watching him. “He was supposed to be mine,” he hissed.
Dom was panting, and then his gaze snapped to Tanner. He thought he had been afraid before, but seeing Dom now, he was finding new depths to his terror. There was no calm or control left in his gaze. Despite all the awful things he had done to Tanner, he had always gotten the sense that there was a sort of logic and emotional detachment to it all. Now there was nothing but pure, unbridled rage, with a coating of betrayal and anguish.
“He’s leaving me,” he snarled. “HE’S LEAVING ME!!”
Dom slammed his hands down on the wooden slab, making Tanner jump in terror. He didn’t know what to do, if he should speak, or let him rage and hope this storm passed. It wasn’t like he and Dom had been friends or even really known each other before he had been kidnapped. He didn’t know how to calm and soothe him. His own scent was turning sour with his fear, and Dom’s nose twitched as he smelled it.
“You won’t leave me though, will you, darling?” Dom asked, stepping closer to him. He looked wild and feral as he stared down at him.
“W-what?” Tanner stammered.
“You won’t leave me, Tanner. I won’t allow it,” he snarled. “You’re mine, my mate! You won’t leave me!”
It wasn’t a question anymore, and Tanner stared up at him in fear.
“Dom -” Tanner started but Dom wasn’t listening. He was lost in his own spiralling emotions. He watched Dom stomp out of the room, up the stairs only to return with a butcher's cleaver. Ice ran through Tanner’s body.
“Dom!” he cried out. “Alpha, please -”
Oh god, he didn’t want to die. Despite it all, he didn’t want to fucking die.
“Don’t worry, little omega, I’ll make sure you can never leave me,” Dom said, his voice calm, but his eyes wild and unfocused. Tanner didn’t know what to expect, but realised a moment before it happened what Dom intended to do: he was going to cut off the bottom half of his legs. Tanner had no time to protest beyond a fearful ‘NO!’ before the knife came down. Dom was screaming as he hacked, and hacked, chopping Tanner’s leg just below the knee before it finally came off. Tanner might have been screaming too, but soon the world was spinning, and his eyes rolled back, and he passed out.
An annoying beeping sound found Tanner in his dream, and it made him blink his eyes open. He didn’t know where he was, but the bed was soft, and the light was blessedly dimmed. Dom’s scent was in the air, and he looked around, but didn’t see his alpha. He was in some sort of hospital room, maybe? It smelled like a hospital room at any rate, and he was hooked up to plenty of machines. He tried to remember how he got there, when the last moments of consciousness came flooding back in.
Tanner couldn’t feel his feet. He couldn’t feel anything below the knee, and he was too afraid to look down to see the damage that had been done. He also knew waiting wouldn’t change anything. He pushed himself a bit more upright, and he could see, even with the thick blankets, that there was nothing there below his knee. Where the bottom half of his legs once were there was an emptiness. Hot tears welled up in his eyes, his hands coming to cover his scarred face as a silent cry filled him. His fingers traced over the many burn marks, a sick comforting gesture that was grounding in the horror that was his life.
The door to his room opened, and Dom’s scent filled the air anew. He looked up, and there was his alpha, his mate, with a look on his face he had never seen before, and never dreamed to see: guilt.
“Tanner,” he said. His voice was rough, and he looked like he hadn’t slept in days. His usually neat appearance was a dishevelled mess. He approached the bed, and then stopped, looking away. “May I…sit?” he asked.
Tanner almost wanted to laugh. He was asking for his permission now? After everything he was finally going to ask what he wanted? He wiped at his tears and nodded.
“Do what you want,” he said. “You’re going to anyway.” His tone came out soft, without accusation. It surprised them both, the lack of bitterness and rage. Perhaps it was because Tanner had long been defeated and resigned to his fate. Maybe it was because he only yearned for his mate. Dom grimaced, and came and sat on the edge of the bed.
“I..I’m sorry, your legs..and I..” Dom sounded and looked as lost as Tanner felt. He should have hated him, and he did, he supposed, but he was also horribly twisted up with him, bound to him so deeply he no longer knew how to be apart, whether he liked it or not, and nothing would undo what Dom had done to him. Nothing would put him back to how he was. “I…I’ll have our mating broken…I…”
Tanner let out a distressed cry, and he grabbed onto Dom’s shirt sleeve.
“You can’t,” he whimpered. But why not? Wouldn’t it be better? Wouldn’t that be the sane thing to do? Tanner didn’t feel sane though. He felt tied to this man, broken by him, with only him to cling on to. He should leave…he should go far away…but he didn’t want to. Dom looked at him with this awful, fragile hope in his eyes.
“You want to stay with me?” he asked in wonder.
“Y-you said…you said we’d be together…that I couldn’t leave you…I don’t….you can’t…I’m your omega!” he cried out, his voice cracking as hot tears spilled onto his cheeks once more. Dom moved, and Tanner was being pulled into his arms, being held close, and so gentle. They were both shaking, and he felt Dom’s lips on the side of his head.
“That’s right, you’re my omega, and I’m your alpha. Of course I can’t leave you. No one can love you the way I do, can they?” Dom said. His scent turned rich, and almost sweet, and it felt like a balm to Tanner’s frazzled mind.
“That’s right. We have to be together, don’t we? I can’t live without you now,” Tanner whimpered. He couldn’t imagine any future for himself, all he knew now was Dom. He had nothing without him, was nothing without him.
“Yes, together, forever, my sweet Tantan,” Dom said. “I’ll take care of you from now on, my precious little bitch. I promise.”
“Yes, yes, alpha please…please, I need only you,” Tanner sobbed as he clung to him.
“You’re right. I shouldn’t have suggested otherwise. After all, I love you best,” Dom said. Tanner nodded. “No one will ever love you more or better than me.”
“That’s right. And I love you best, too,” Tanner said. Dom drew back, and kissed him on the lips, Tanner moaning as he opened his mouth to him. Their noses brushed, a soft caress as they drew apart. There was a smile on Dom’s lips, tugging at the corners, and Tanner thought he quite liked his smile.
“I can’t wait to take you home,” Dom said. “This time I think we’ll stay out of the basement, hm?”
“Thank you, alpha,” Tanner said, nuzzling against him.