Page 56 of Primal Claim


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As if it were a reflex—and likely because her heat had reduced her to almost base animal urges—she tried to take him into her mouth. He tightened his grip in her hair, giving her head a sharp shake. “No. I haven’t given you permission, slut.” He taunted her with his cock, just touching the end of her nose with the tip of the head. “Stick out your tongue.”

Chastity’s tear-bright eyes flicked up to meet his gaze for an instant, and he thought he saw imploring in their azure depths. Then she complied, extending her tongue as far as she could, making it broad and flat.

“Good girl,” he murmured, tapping the heavy weight of his cock down upon it. “Taste it. You want it, don’t you, slut? Do you think you deserve it?”

She shook her head ever so slightly, her eyes down, watching his shaft obsessively as he continued bouncing it off her presented tongue. He considered the wisdom of having her tongue pierced. It was often done with Omegas, sometimes with more than one stud, but he hadn’t yet decided. Her mouth was quite devilishly talented already. He was afraid she might be downright deadly with the added stimulation of a steel stud as she serviced him orally.

“That’s right. I don’t think you have earned my cock yet. Which means it’s time for this.” He stepped back, pulling his cock away, leaving it waving back and forth before her. Then he plucked up the crop he had resting against the front of the couch, flicking the stiff implement through the air. “I think a few across those tied-up tits might help cool that heat of yours. What do you think?”

She peered up at him, red-faced and imploring, shaking her head slightly. Her nipples, as hard as bullets, told the real tale though. He knew that an omega in her state wanted… everything.

Pain or pleasure. Praise or degradation. Anything to help her cope with the overwhelming lust of her heat.

“Ready, girl?” He tapped the flapper of the crop against her right nipple. “I think we’ll start with five on each side.”

She curled into herself as much as his cruel grasp of her silky locks allowed, a pitiful attempt to protect her tits from what was to come. Unsuccessfully, of course.

Bringing the crop down just below her nipple, he aimed to give her stiff strokes right from the start. The pain, he hoped, would be a distraction for her from her heat. But even if it wasn’t, he still intended to give her the full count, enjoying disciplining her in a way he hadn’t quite expected. It wasn’t unknown of course for Alphas to take some pleasure in punishing and training their Omegas, but judging by the iron hardness of his cock as he cropped her tits, he suspected there was more to this for him than merely giving her what she needed.

This was feeding a need withinhimtoo.

She hissed as he snapped in another stroke, raising a welt just above both nipples, the strict ropes holding the breasts fast, held up helpless for the merciless lash, Chastity hissing as the sting sank in.

“Does it hurt?”

“Yes… sir.”

He laced the underside of both breasts with the third strike, and she gritted her teeth, swallowing down a whimper. Her breathing was coming faster then as he traced the swollen weal with his fingertip, then repeated it with the head of his cock, leaving a glistening sheen of pre-cum along her martyred flesh. “That’s better,” he murmured, rubbing his essence into the mark with his thumb. He tapped the crop against the top curve of her presented breasts. “These last two will be the hardest, slut.”

She nodded, closing her eyes. “Y-yes, sir.”

In quick succession, he laid down the fourth and fifth slice, catching her with both directly across the nipples. She shrieked on the last one, and burst into tears, her face red, her breasts laced with swelling weals.

Though it shouldn’t have, the sight had his cock hardening even more, and it was impossible to resist using her a second longer.

Taking hold of her hair, wrapping the silky locks about his fist, he yanked her up tight, smearing her tears across her cheek with the head of his cock. “Omega… I think your tears might be the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” Pumping his cock a few times with his fist, he presented it to her lips. “Suck.”

Obediently, she opened her mouth, and he drove inside, holding her harshly by the hair, until she gagged and gurgled. “Easy… easy, girl. It’s going in all the way. I know it’s a lot, but this is happening.” He waited as she gagged again, then finally the head of his cock pushed through the resistance at the back of her throat, and he plunged his full length inside her. He held her there for several seconds, reveling in it. “That’s it…fuck, I love the way your throat squeezes it.”

Pulling out, he held the head of his cock, soaked in her saliva against her panting lips as she drew a desperate breath, her eyes flicking up to him. He smiled at her, tightening his grip on her hair. “Again, slut.”

Several times he repeated it, making her hold him in her throat longer and longer each time. Occasionally, he would withdraw, and give her an affected frown, slapping her cheek and growling, “You can do better than that.” Then he would plunge inside once more, using her hair to immobilize her in place, and fucking her mouth without mercy.

Finally, when he pulled out one last time, she was at her breaking point, begging him, her blue eyes brimming once more, lips swollen red. “Please… please. Please come… sir.”

For a moment, he considered using her some more, but she was just too much. The sight of her streaming tears, her sparkling blue eyes, the ruddy cheeks colored with both her shame and the slap of his fingers, the raw need and surrender in her gaze, it had all undone him completely.

Stroking himself quickly, he grunted as his orgasm overtook him, spraying his seed all over her bound and well-cropped breasts, ensuring his semen dripped from her nipples, a sticky tribute to the never-ending lust her need stirred within him. He groaned long and loud as he shook off the last drops onto the inner slopes of her cleavage, slapping his cock against each breast in turn.

She blushed crimson, eyes downcast, but he wasn’t going to let her off that easily, slapping his half-erect shaft against her lips. “Clean it.”

A shiver coursed through her body, but she did as he asked, licking him slowly and thoroughly, careful to gather up every bit of semen at the tip of his cock. Her eyes met his, and he grinned down at her. “This is where you belong, Omega. Worshiping Alpha cock. Isn’t it?”

She said nothing, flicking the sensitive spot just under the head.

“Answer me, whore.”

“Yes, sir. I… I need your cock.” She spread her thighs wider even as she continued to lick him, her eyes imploring as she peered up to him.

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