Next, Leda scanned the archives, looking for information on Omegas dynamic. She had averted her mother’s sermons for years and, even after they passed away, she never bothered to prepare herself further. After her early heat cycle, she’d had no intention of ever living a life of an Omega so what reason could there be in knowing what that entailed.
Omegas had invariably been very rare. She knew that only an Omega that could give birth to another one, regardless of the dynamic of her spouse.Clearly, there had been a few issues in the past of male Omegas but that was even rarer than an Alpha female, which rarely existed.But prevalent poverty in the lower levels had murdered the birthrate, vastly decreasing the number of any children born, but particularly Omegas. Even with that, fewer Omegas were birth to each passing year even when the total birthrate remained constant.. Different researchers had laid claim to the purposes for the decrease — pollution, change in diets, government conspiracy etc. But they all agreed on one thing: Omegas were gradually dying off as a dynamic. Which only made them that much more important. There wasn't anything in the records about why she had reacted in the way that she did. Nothing about why her body had been so ready to accommodate pleasure and pain. All the articles that she could find approved that Omegas responded to Alphas in a way that was natural, clearly outside of conscious control.That was why the Central Command had made the conclusion to strip a citizen of specific rights when the Omega dynamic uncovered itself, like the right to choose a mate, own a property or take medical decisions for themselves.Omegas were seen as dolls to their own biology, unable to be counted on with higher-level decision-making. It was very disgusting and the primary motive that Leda worked so hard to keep her dynamic a carefully shielded secret. The idea that Omegas couldn't control themselves was annoying and laughable. It was Alphas who lost composure, rutting and storming, leaving havoc in their wake. The Alpha scum who killed her parents was the most obvious example, but actually not the only one.Dishearten with herself, Leds shut down the CommNet and climbed back into bed. She would rest tonight away and come the morning, the only part of it that would still matter would be the dollars burning a hole in her purse. Hands were bound high above her head, held in place by a hand huge enough to make the girth of both her wrists. The muscles of her shoulders cried out in protest, but he wouldn’t discharge her, no matter how much she begged. Leda was robbed of sight, the room so dark that she might as well be furrowed, intensifying her other senses. From the scrape of his boots on the floor as he loomed over her naked form to the heady scent of arousal that hung in the air, she was acutely conscious of every scent and sound. Her arms twirled against his grip, which did not loosen even a sparse distance. His bent leg kept her thighs spread wide, and she was clasped back against a rigid surface at her back.She ached from his scrutiny. The dozens of small hurts merged into a twisted fun, more intense than any other sort she had ever felt.Amazement and euphoria mingled at the realization that she no longer controlled her own body. She was open to him, for him and also held in suspense for his pleasure.He finally fondled her, then. Searching fingers caressed gently down her chest, but the sharp edge of his nail hauled across one nipple. The tender flesh tightened to a thick point as she sput out a pained gasp.His fingers shifted lower and she held her breath in expectation, making her lightheaded. The pressure of his touch was so soft that she could have imagined it. An eternity passed as he stayed, waiting for her to beg.“Tell me what you want.” The Alpha had asked her.She didn’t have the words for what she wanted. “Please…” she answered as she couldn't control herself anymore.Then he dipped inside her, larger and harder than anything she could have prepared herself for. He brought out a hard steel wrapped in the softness of her cunt that could not extend enough to accommodate his large size without pain.And it did pain her, gloriously so. She curled beneath him, moaning from pain and pleasure, and struggled to move both further away and as close as she could get. His free hand shoved hard against her chest, holding her in place as he digged in and out. Cock large enough that her own arm would have easier path, he gave her no quarter, fucking into her as if he wanted nothing more than to rip her apart.And she did come apart, pleaded for a solace that would only come at his hands. Sluicing fluids helped a little to ease his entry, and she felt every individual inch. Slick ran down her thighs, her aroma saturating the air and enveloping them in the scent. He reacted to it like a drug, roaring low as he increased the tempo of already manic pushes in and out of her.Leda moaned beneath him, so tight that it caused the muscles inside her to spasm as they were forced to spread wide. She looked down between their bodies where his flesh vanished into her. When he retreated, she groaned in revolt and then wailed when he forced himself in deep again until he butted up against her womb.She instantly figured out that he needed her to fight, buck against him in some hopeless attempt to get away. The Alpha wanted to hold her down and compel her to take all of him. When she cracked her teeth and muttered, he only responded by thrusting quicker and harder.The smell of their aromas commingled drove her crazy. He appeared equally caught by the fervor, using his free hand to clasp the back of her head and twist it painfully to the side. Sharp teeth clutched against the tender skin of her neck, the flare of pain another punctuation to the pleasure.And then, impossibly, the burden inside her only heightened as he somehow grew even larger. This was what she had dreaded and craved for, the Alpha knot that could only be appropriately assuaged by the contraction of Omega cunt.At that moment, they were nothing more than a pair of animals in a groove. He growled at her, growled words that were nearly unintelligible."You are mine. I fucking own you".Leda fell over the edge of the cliff, each nerve-ending alive and in flame as her body trembled into orgasm. Every muscle in her body jerked and spasmed as his knot widening impossibly large and stucked just behind her pelvic bone, shutting their bodies together.He could no longer thrust but his hips went on with compulsive movements back and forth, yanking at the place where they locked and held in place, sending sparks through her stomach like shooting stars across the night sky.Hot semen drizzled her insides, charring the already tender flesh. She cried out as he growled like an animal staking his claim. She wasn't inside herself any longer, as her mind and body having become distinct but intertwined beings.Instinctively, she knew that they weren't done yet. He grabbed at her, bruising skin with fingers incapable of gentleness as he pulled her somehow closer. He held her down even though it was already difficult to get away.His mouth reached to her neck, biting down so savagely that she yelled in true pain that was not supported by even the tiniest bit of pleasure. She fought him then but all to no avail, caught to him by both the bite at her neck and the knot that was buried in her cunt.She sobbed, but the discomfort was not enough to stop the rhythmic clench of her interior muscles, milking yet another burning jet of fluid from his cock. She came again and again with each squeeze of her flesh, bringing more cum from his knot while he yanked at her flesh, claiming her.Undersecretary Damon slipped a stack of papers on the desk and it came down with a loud bang.“We’ve run the gene sequence numerous times. I even had to send the sample to a specialty lab for confirmation. It is all here in the report file. The girl is clearly a "Beta". I can seek this further, but I doubt if the result is going to change.”The governmental officer quickened to add:“On your order, of course, sir.”Brumeh opened the file with one finger, mood inscrutable, although his dissatisfaction scented the air. He was not habituated to unanswered questions and he paid the Undersecretary heavily to provide him with the data that he requested.“I’m rarely wrong about such things", said Damon as he bows with respect.He was too minor for an Alpha, but dressed smartly in an official outfit that he clearly hoped made him more committing. His gray hair had been darkened with black dye but it was obvious that the man was ahead of his prime.
The file opened to a picture of the Leda’s face. She was lovely, but not the most beautiful that he had ever seen. Although, it was not her visual appeal that had him so caught, that had forced him to ask a favor of the Undersecretary and endure the man’s offensive fume in his office.It had been her scent. Not as full-blown as the irresistible pheromones contained in Omega lub, but softer as if it had been transmitted from afar on the wind. And that small hint, of something deeper and more genuine, kept him excited.It wasn't a secret that he had little patience for the bootlicking and status enthusiasm of government types.Unfortunately, he needed them almost as much as they desired him. It was government funds that made up the pile of dollars that his empire was presently sitting on.He had built a plant that supplied most of the air purifiers to the Aquila. The devices were all that kept the atmosphere breathable in a place that would have otherwise been a filthy wasteland
Leda jecked awake in a cold sweat, aftershocks still wracking her body. Her fingers were bunched in the tiny blanket as she willed her frantic heartbeat to slow to a more natural rhythm.The fantasies had come each and every time she slept since the night at Ceres House. More than seven cycles had passed and, instead of decreasing with time, the dreams had only risen more strong. It was becoming impossible to remember that they were only fantasy and not certainty.She didn’t want to think about how many times she had woken in the last week with her desperate fingers buried between her legs.Thankfully, she was alone in the apartment. Cythia had gone to the market, wearing the protective scarf that covered her deformed face, and Argus still attended the crucial education program during the day. He loved to call it government-sponsored indoctrination. But they compelled him to go, without finishing off primary schooling it was nearly difficult to get a work certificate.He
Leda did not believe in souls, or that they could be linked together in some metaphysical way. But pair-bonding ceremonies were common. The male would bite his mate, while friends and family watched, and then rut(fuck) her in front of the assembled crowd.Leda supposed the whole thing to be completely atrocious and disgusting. As far as she was concerned, the pair-bonding ceremony was just an alibi that Alphas used to make a public show out of claiming their mates. There was no such thing as a heart connection between two people.The door chimed, shaking Leda from her trance. She realized that she had been wiping the same area on the counter for the past minutes. She looked up to find Selene still eyeing her, expression smug.“Why don’t you take this one, honey? It looks like you could use the distraction.” said Selene.“Thanks,” Leda murmured.She wished to add for nothing but avoided the urge. Leda pushed off the counter, wiping her hands on the ap
“Wait.”The word rolled from her lips before she could stop it, and she cursed her own imperfection. She was presumed to be stronger than this. The Whoremonger was obviously here because of the Alpha who had acquired her body and still absorbed her thoughts.“I’m sorry.” She said.“Sorry enough to forsake the poor attitude?”At her small nod, the Whoremonger brought the cup to his lips and had a small sip. He grimaced and put it down again.“It looks like your temper is somehow desirable enough to some that I’ve had specific proposal for you. Consider this an invitation to join us for another night at Ceres House.” The whoremonger requested.Her Alpha’s face, because what else was she to call him, even in her vision. It was useless to pretend that there was not a small and crazy part of her yearning to see him again. The more rational side of her understood just how very risky that would be.She didn’t even have to think about it.“No.
Leda calmed her sister, even as the shouted words rang off the walls of their small quarters.“Are you trying to wake up the whole neighborhood?”Cythia was moving back and forth in a small circle. She had already attained enough rotations to wear a track in the already bare carpet.“I cannot believe that you are doing this again.” Cythia added.“It’s two thousand dollars, Cythia. Do you have any idea what we could do with that kind of money?” Leda replied.She looked pointedly at Argus’s empty sleeping pallet. Even though it was already early evening, he hadn’t come back home. She didn’t want to think about what he might be out doing. There were too many temptations on the streets of the slums for a poor boy. It was just another reason that she had to earn enough credits to get all of them out.“Exactly. You pay for fancy breathing treatments and now Argus has run off with those degenerate friends of his. Well done, Leda.” Cythia sneered.Leda veered back to he
Cythia searched her face as if she was looking for some truth that might be revealed there. Leda meant every single word that she spoke. She would take her own life before she watched her siblings uffer for her crimes. But she prayed that it would never come to that.Finally, the tension broke. Cythia turned away to sit back at the table which was covered in medication bottles of different shapes and sizes."Speaking of the alterants, I had to go to a few different suppliers to replenish. It’s getting harder and harder to buy enough without questions.”It wasn’t illicit to sell the alterants or other chemicals that suppressed hormonal response. The pill had legitimate medical uses, often taken by Beta females as a form of birth control or birth-assigned males who wished to chemically alter their gender exhibition in preparation for surgical interventions.But the quantities needed to completely restrain an Omega heat cycle we're enormous and making that large purchase at
“You know people say that Athena was acting on someone else’s orders, that the assassination attempt emanated from within the palace itself.”“And who is Athens, again?”“Athena,” her sister quickly corrected.“Here, let me show you.”“You really do not have to do that…” Leda started, but Cythia was already up and moving toward the CommNet station to get the news for her to see for herself.Cythia held up the screen that now held the scowling face of a different man.“Athena, retired palace guardian and now convicted murderer.”The image flashed away to another picture inside the palace, clearly both images were part of an album that defaulted to scroll across the screen. It later changed again to a group of men with one standing on a raised podium in the middle. She vaguely acknowledged that man as King Zeus.Leda would never understand her sister’s inf