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“Good. That’s how the lesson is remembered best, isn’t it?” He eased her buttocks apart, his finger tracing the exposed whorl of her anus.
She drew a sharp breath as he touched the very center of her opening, a warning of things to come.
When he looked at her sex and her asshole like this, when she was utterly helpless, she felt so incredibly vulnerable. Laid bare for him to enjoy, to hurt, to conquer.
She should have been horrified when he did this to her—which was often. In a way, part of her still was. Fighting him.Rebelling.
But mostly, she was anything but—and that knowledge alone confused her, frustrated her, shamed her. It made no sense.
Noneof this did.
How could this man know her body—and what it craved—so very well? Even when it hurt.Becauseit hurt.
What’s happening to me?
He continued. “When you’re in one of your silly little meetings today, and you’re shifting in your seat, I wonder if any of your colleagues will wonder what’s gotten into you? Do you think they’d ever believe it was because their smart, capable manager had just had her bottom spanked like a disobedient little girl? Do you think they’d lose respect for you if they saw you like this, bare-bottomed and weeping over your desk, your cute little asshole on display between bright red cheeks?”
“Please don’t… don’t let them see me like th-this…”
The tears still fell, but they were as much from embarrassment as they were from pain. But even now, her body was singing a very, very different tune.
Fingertips eased apart the sticky lips of her pussy, and she almost whimpered with mortification, knowing he was looking right at it.
“This cunt might be wetter and messier than I’ve ever seen it,” he said, mirth and affected disapproval in his voice. “Pain and discipline makes your pussy absolutelyflood, slut.”
She pressed her hands to her face, sniffling, even as her juices let down still more at his cruel, humiliating words.
His fingers hooked into the tangle of her panties, drawing them down to her feet. “Step out of them.”
Once she did, he plucked them up. He came back around to the other side of her desk, leaned an arm along the top of her chair. He tucked the pink lace of her panties into the pocket of his jeans.
He grinned at her then. “This afternoon, you’re going to go into the bathroom and send me a good picture of the marks on your bottom. Then you’ll forward another with you bent over and spreading your cheeks to display what’s mine—and confirm the shameful wantonness of that wet cunt of yours. Don’t forget, or else.”
She nodded, unable to even look him directly in the eye. “Yes, sir.”
He touched her face. “I want you to keep this position, bent over this desk for five minutes after I leave. I want you to think about your correction, and how you can do better in the future. How you can better obey me and please me. Then you may get your clothes back on and fix your makeup. The tears really made a mess of your eyeliner, I’m afraid. Be a good girl.”
Then he was gone.
Chastity did as she was told, laying there in prostrate, humbled silence, bound in place by only the power of his will. How had all of this happened?
And what could she possibly do to stop it?
What might it mean… if she didn’twantto stop it?
PARTI
Excerpt from ‘The Biology of Society’
“…At the top of the metaphorical food chain is the Alpha. These individuals are marked by their high levels of virility, domineering presence, charm, and likeability. Often these individuals hold high-powered positions in society, as befits their standing within traditional social structure.
Alphas also stand in as protectors of society, often holding positions in the military, law enforcement, or personal protection. It is in their nature to be caring and protective of the people around them. Of course, there have been issues of territorialism if several Alphas are located within a close geographic area with no specific location to call ‘theirs.’ There are few solutions when it comes to this particular aspect of their nature, other than to separate the Alphas in question as quickly as possible before any significant damage is done.
The next notch of society features Betas and those who never present, also known as neutrals. These individuals don’t exhibit the same hormonal virility that Alphas do, and when pressured, will often bend to an Alpha’s demand, even when that demand may be morally questionable or unethical. While Betas are by no means submissive, they often occupy more nurturing levels in society, choosing occupations in teaching or social work. These indispensable roles in society are not lesser or weaker than other roles as some believe, simply different.
Lastly, you have the humble—but critical—Omegas. Often female, the Omega fills the remaining gaps in society as breeders and caregivers of children. As Omegas are the only individuals capable of bearing children, the importance of their role cannot be overstated.
As well as filling the role of mothers and caregivers, Omegas also have a special biological process that no other biological designation experiences. The beginning of this process, estrus, is the harbinger of their newfound fertility, signaling their ability to become pregnant, as well as aiding in the process of giving birth.
