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“He’s going to force her to continue lactation after weaning the pup. I told him about the network that’s developed with several other Alphas regularly showcasing their Omegas as they’re milked. He wants her to be a part of that, and considering the size of the udders on that particular Omega, I think he’ll be welcomed with open arms.” Maddox returned his attention to Chastity. “Now, squeeze my finger. Need to gauge the strength of the muscle there.”
She made a tiny sound of humiliated protest.
“Come on. It’s not difficult,” Maddox murmured. “Tighten down on it.”
“We’re waiting, Chastity,” Adam said, slapping the back of her thigh, the crisp sound echoing in the bedroom. A pink handprint bloomed in a pale blush upon her tender skin. “Do as you’re told.”
“Ah, that’s better. Now, another, a good hard clench of that bottom. That’s a girl.”
Chastity groaned, her face going scarlet.
“Who’s this?” Adam asked, the next picture framing a more slender auburn-haired woman, her hood leaving the eyes and the mouth free, and the ponytail of gorgeous hair cascading down her back, whereas the pregnant Omega was fully covered with the exception of her ball-gag stoppered mouth. The redhead’s eyes were wide, focused on the anonymous woman next to her.
“That’s his second Omega. Christie is her name, I think,” Maddox said, to the increasingly breathless panting of Chastity, as he thrust his finger slowly within the clutch of her bottom hole. “He just calls her ‘Red’ though, most of the time. Picked her up at auction a few months ago on a fluke—some sort of bid foul-up where one of the Alphas bid more than he could cover when he won the auction, and the second-highest bid ended up taking the girl home.”
Considering how long he’d waited, and how comparatively rare Omega auctions were, Adam couldn’t help but wince at what that poor Alpha must have felt seeing his long-sought Omega slip through his fingers at the last moment.
Adam’s cock throbbed painfully at the last image, showing Christie weeping, the leather of her hood gleaming with the wet evidence of her woe, a storm of marks all over her pert, but comparatively much smaller breasts. The nipples had been so well whipped they were an angry crimson, a few tiny purple marks here and there visible on her skin where the tips of the whip had dug in particularly cruelly.
“Why was she whipped?”
Maddox chuckled, withdrawing his finger and wiping it along one of Chastity’s upper thighs. Adam was momentarily transfixed by the tiny gape Maddox’s thick finger had left her with, her anus seeming to quiver a moment, quite open and slack, before suddenly drawing very tight once more, as if her flesh was angrily closing itself up in reaction to the brusque violation.
“He likes to punish her for her smaller tits. It’s not something I thought I’d be into at all, but I admit, I found myself rather… interested. He actually makes her apologize for having smaller tits, and as he whipped her he told her that the smaller boobs always get the whip. That it’s just the way it is, her lot in life. Pretty fucking intense, if I’m honest about it. But it had my cock hard as iron, when I was watching it.” As if he’d noted Adam’s shocked reaction, Maddox gave him a wry grin. “It’s actually not quite what it sounds like. He’s obsessed with her—and her tits—and loves every single thing about her body. They just both enjoy the twisted headspace, the mindfuckery of playing around with shame and insecurity like that. She loves it, even though she blushes and plays along. The evidence of her dripping wet pussy afterward gives away the game every time. It’s remarkable, really.”
Adam handed the phone back to Maddox who rose to his full height. “What, uh, what were you out there doing? Other than… observing?”
The man dropped his phone back in his coat pocket. “Checking on the pregnancy, and delivering the lactation supplies he ordered. He’s going to have her practically hooked up like a cow once she weans the pup—and I don’t think she has any idea yet.”
The imagery in Adam’s mind was coming fast and hard then, and his cock was aching hard. He couldn’t hold off any longer, unzipping his slacks and drawing out his cock.
Chastity’s mouth dropped open when she saw it, and her tongue licked her bottom lip. “Oh, fuck… please, sir. Please don’t leave me like this anymore.”
“Leave you like what?” Adam said quietly, stroking the hard truncheon of his erection and watching her intently. Maddox, arms crossed over his chest, waited in silence as well for her reply.
Her haunted gaze flitted from Adam, and then to their visitor. She was clearly distressed, her cheeks coloring once more, the adorable line between her eyebrows deepening, her expression a mask of mortified woe. “Please don’t… make me say it.”
“I won’t evenconsiderit, unless you ask nicely, slut.” There was more of an edge in Adam’s voice than he’d intended, but his arousal was becoming more difficult to control with every passing second.
Chastity blushed so deeply, the redness flooded up under her hair. “P-please fuck my… pussy, sir.Please!”
“That’s better,” Maddox murmured, clapping a hand on Adam’s shoulder. “You’ve got her well in hand. I need to step out. Another client is waiting for me.” Maddox jabbed a finger at her. “Now, that cunt had better squeeze your Alpha’s cock just as hard as that asshole of yours just clenched on my finger. Begood.”
Maddox slipped out of the bedroom just as Adam stood between her spread thighs, and as she cried out, Adam driving within her wet, searing heat in one long, urgent thrust, the images of hugely pregnant bellies, female tears, and whip-scored breasts filled his mind.
CHAPTER19
Mr. Meyers’ droning voice was nearly enough to put Chastity to sleep, especially with the warmth of the weather outside. As summer fast approached, the rising temperatures and refusal of building maintenance to turn the air conditioning up was making it more and more difficult for Chastity to focus on just about anything.
The fact that she was constantly worried about her tits falling out of most of her shirts now that her wardrobe had been completely changed out for the clothes that Adam had chosen for her didn’t help matters either.
Fortunately, the shirt that he had chosen for her to wear that day was mildly more modest. Still almost indecently see-through, the outlines of her areolas clear under the thin pale green fabric, but it was one of the few high-necked shirts that he had chosen so her tits were well contained under the tight fabric, if still painfully visible.
The clock ticking behind her on the wall was a minor irritation, and Chastity doodled on her notepad as Mr. Meyers answered some questions from one of the engineering department managers, a drop of sweat sliding down the back of her neck.
A sudden wave of warmth hit Chastity, catching her off guard, and it was like the sound of the clock ratcheted up tenfold. She started breathing quicker, her hand suddenly shaking where it held her pen, and she took a glance around at the men surrounding her, realizing what was happening.
