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Castiel jerked in the restraints holding him in place, trying and failing to scream, as Hannah leaned over him to check over his nude body. “He looks to be healing brilliantly.” Her fingers idly stroked over his throat and Castiel tried to shy away, terror filling his body, as the Omega grinned brightly at his panic. “Don’t worry,” she breathed out in wicked amusement, “You don’t need to be able to talk for your new life.”
“His room in the Stud House is ready for him.” A soft voice spoke from the doorway. Castiel yanked harder and more desperately against his restraints, still trying to scream and beg but he was only rewarded with pain from the surgery.
Hannah leaned away to regard the other Omega.
“Excellent! I was just checking to make sure everything with his surgery went well. I know we’ve had him drugged for a week while he healed.” She stepped away, “Sedate him and move him.”
Two Betas stepped close. Castiel couldn’t remember when they’d gotten into the room. A sharp pinch in his arm and it wasn’t long before he was being dragged into darkness, mind flashing with terror and rebelling against losing consciousness, before he went limp on the bed.
He came awake with a silent groan of pain, head pounding and body sore, as he blinked and looked around. Everything around him was blindingly white. The walls, the ceiling, the cot and everything in the tiny room he was confined to. Everything except the glass wall he’d noticed upon finally being able to focus once more.
It showed an equally white hallway, clean and crisp looking, as he struggled to move only to knock his head into the low ceiling. Castiel fell back onto his ass, hand flying up to his head that ached, before blinking. He was still completely naked. A glance down revealed a cold, hard band around the base of his balls that ached now that he was aware of it.
What the fuck?
His mind, after the fog cleared out, finally remembered the conversation the day after he’d been first captured. The conversation about his new home and how the rest of his life was going to be spent. The room was far too small to do anything in. He couldn’t stand and there was barely any kind of space. It was very much like a zoo though a very inhumane zoo for Alphas. As he shifted in place the clinking sound of a chain caught his attention and Castiel finally became aware of the weight on his right ankle.
A chain was hooked around his ankle and connected to a ring bolted into the floor. He crawled towards the glass wall, chain clinking, and without pausing started to pound on it. Castiel couldn’t scream, could make any kind of noise, so banging on the glass was the closest he could get to getting someone’s attention. Desperation drove him forward and all rational thought fled in the all-consuming need to escape.
Castiel hit and hit until pain was zipping up along his arms, his fists ached and his throat burned fiercely. But he didn’t stop. Every single ounce of energy he had was put into beating on the glass wall that had to be bullet proof. It seemed like hours before someone stopped in front of the small enclosed ‘room’ he was confined in and he only noticed because a color other than white had come into his line of vision.
His cheek was pressed against the cool glass, his hands hurt to move and his arms were useless after beating on the wall for what seemed like ages. He slowly dragged his eyes up and met the amused blue eyes of Hannah who slowly crouched down.
She reached forward and pressed a button, “Nice to see you awake.” Castiel could only glare, voice gone from surgery and body almost completely zapped of strength. “We waited to do this next part until you were conscious so you could get used to the process. I’m still waiting on the collar that makes this bit easier but we have back up methods.”
Castiel could only stare. He had no idea what she was talking about or what she could possibly mean. They had captured him, bound him, raped him and then operated on him before throwing him into what was essentially a cell.
What could they possibly do now?
“Now we can do this the easy way or the hard way. It’s your choice.” Her lips curled.
He narrowed his eyes. No fucking way am I doing anything you want. Castiel leaned back from the glass, body tense and hate more than obvious on his face as he watched Hannah.
A sigh escaped but her expression was simply amused and Castiel wanted to snarl at the Omega bitch who had done nothing but take pleasure in the horrors she’d inflicted upon him like he was completely responsible for every Alpha who had wronged an Omega.
“I expected nothing less.”
Castiel was so completely focused on Hannah that he didn’t see the doorway in the side of his small prison open. Something sharp stick into his arm while fingers curled around his arm, the grip hard and unyielding, as he struggled but he’d already used up all of his energy.
The ability to move leached from his limbs as he ended up limp, pressed back against a warm body and head lulling to the side as Hannah smirked at him from the glass wall. He found himself hauled up onto a chair before he was wheeled down a white, pristine hallway and past countless glass walls that revealed what he knew to be Alphas.
The ones he could see as he was wheeled past all had chains on their ankles, all had a healed scar on their necks near humiliatingly pink collars and every single one of them had a look of complete defeat on their features. None of them wore clothing and he could see a screen on the wall next to the glass walls that seemed to provide information about the Alpha in each individual room.
There were a few Omegas in the hallway, looking at the Alphas housed and he could hear several of them discussing who they wanted to breed with for their next child. Others were discussing who they thought would be good to help their Omega child deal with their Heat.
He wanted to throw up.
“Each day, regardless of whether an Omega selects you to personally breed with, you will have your cock and knot milked repeatedly.” Hannah spoke as she walked along beside him. “We keep a good stock of Alpha sperm handy and the rest is sold to fertility clinics looking for good Alpha donors.”
Castiel wanted to point out how impossible that sounded, the whole community seemed like it should have been found already, but he couldn’t talk. Ever again. As though she knew his thoughts Hannah continued.
“We have contacts all over the country and the money we gain from selling Alpha sperm, we have so many donors it would be a shame not to make a profit, helps to fund this facility you’ll find yourself spending your remaining days.”
They wheeled him into a room that had two stands that looked like one of the breeding stands that Castiel had fucked plenty of Omegas on over the years but it was designed differently. He could see a device underneath it positioned near the hole in the bench that had him mentally cringing.
“Drape him over it.” Hannah instructed several male Betas in the room. Strong hands curled around him and hauled him up, dragged him towards the bench and laid him on it so his cock and balls hung freely. “Good.”
Around him Betas and Omegas moved around, strapping his arms underneath him so they were folded and his legs. He felt them strapped to the leg restraints and then Hannah walked behind him. His right leg was spread out to the side and then his left as each part snapped into place leaving his legs spread unnecessarily wide. The typical way that an Omega was restrained in to put their cunt on full display for any Alpha looking to fuck and knot.
Castiel would have cried out at the painful strain if he could but no sound escaped and he could only lay there limply as they moved around him.
“We’ll have to wait until the drug is out of your system before we start.” Hannah spoke up, “Monitor him. He was given the usual dose so it should wear off very shortly. I need to go pick up my son. I’m giving him a tour today to supplement his Omega Health class.”
The wait was torture.
It seemed forever that he laid there while people moved around him, talking and joking, as he could only wait for whatever they were going to do to him. Then, suddenly, he could start moving. First his toes, his fingers and slowly but surely he was soon violently yanking at his restraints as all ability to move returned.
If he could make a sound he’d be snarling in fury.
Despite his ability to move they didn’t immediately do anything. They seemed to be waiting as another Alpha was brought into the room, restrained in a chair and transferred to another breeding bench. The same process was repeated with the other Alpha only this one was able to move. He could see little attempts at fight but the collar this Alpha wore seemed to flash and the Alpha would jerk as though in pain.
Soon enough the Alpha was strapped down, legs spread just like Castiel’s, with his cock and balls hanging freely. A Beta stepped up, crouched down and the device that Castiel had noticed under his stand was guided to the Alpha’s limp cock once the metal band the Alpha had around his balls was removed. He waited in horrified shock as the Alpha’s cock was placed inside, the device was adjusted and once the Beta gained his feet, pressed a nearby button, a low humming sound reached his ears. On the Alpha’s face the Beta placed what looked like a breathing mask, securing it tightly, before stepping away.
The Alpha jerked, the muscles of his ass flexing, before Castiel could see subtle hints of the Alpha trying to fuck forward in little aborted thrusts. He didn’t even hear the Beta coming towards him until a hand curled around his own limp cock. Fingers removed the metal band around his balls and placed it to the side before grabbing onto him once more.
He snapped back to what was happening to him and struggled even more violently as the Beta squeezed his cock painfully. Castiel’s mouth fell open, tears burning his eyes at the pain, as he tensed. The Beta continued and soon the device had engulfed his cock.
Castiel yanked at his restraints as the device tightened down, locking down behind where his knot would form, before the Beta gained his feet with a disapproving glare at him. He glared back, baring his teeth and yanking violently at his restraints once more. He fought as best he could against the face mask but the Beta clearly had experience with fighting Alphas.
Then the Beta pressed the button.
Immediately Castiel felt like he’d just slid his cock into a warm, wet Omega cunt as the inside of the device repeatedly flexed around his cock. Without thought he tried rolling his hips forward, cheeks flushing and eyes hooding, as pleasure started to coil low in his gut. The scent of Omega Heat teased his senses as he breathed in a ragged breath.
His mouth fell open as he started to roll his hips almost mindlessly forward as best he could while being thoroughly tied down. The device wrapped around his cock kept flexing, warm and wet feeling, as he finally realized the breathing mask firmly attached to his face was pumping Omega pheromones directly into his nose. It had his blood warming, the need to fuck and rut practically screaming in his mind, as the device hummed and he got closer and closer and closer to his knot. Castiel pressed his cheek to the bench, hazy and warm, as he rolled his hips forward in increasingly desperate motions.
Underneath him the device continued to stimulate him and the Omega pheromones stole most of his rational thought. His muscles flexed, his body warmed and he could feel his knot forming. It swelled, pressing against the device locked on his cock, before his orgasm slammed into him brutally. He panted, body shuddering and hips making little thrusts as the device started to viciously milk his knot.
His face was darkly flushed, his mouth hung open and Castiel could only silently whimper as the device aggressively worked his knot. Around him the Betas and Omegas were moving, working on different screens and checking both the other Alpha and himself.
They touched him, looked at tablets in their hands and murmured as Castiel could only lie there getting his knot milked.
“See,” Hannah spoke and Castiel blearily noticed a young Omega standing next to her. The young male Omega had Hannah’s eyes but his hair was a rich red that he must have gotten from the Alpha who had unwillingly been used to breed with. “Alphas are slaves to their cocks and the need to knot. Even in this kind of setting the only thing on their minds is the pleasure of a knotting.”
The young Omega frowned at him, head cocked to the side, as he stepped closer and seemed to inspect Castiel who couldn’t move if he’d wanted to. “And I will pick one of...these Alphas when I get older and want to breed?”
They’re teaching their children to use Alphas like we’re studs?
Castiel was even more horrified.
“Yes.” Hannah smiled at him, “You will be able to have any Alpha you want when you decide you want to breed or if you want to use an Alpha during your Heats. The Doctor said you should have your first this year.” she guided the boy down, “This right here is milking his knot.” she explained, “We give the option for Omegas to either enjoy the Alpha’s knot or to be artificially inseminated.”
The young Omega seemed to completely understand what Hannah was saying. “We talked about that in Omega Health yesterday.”
“I know but I bet none of your classmates were able to see how the Alphas are milked for the process.” she grinned and Castiel hated her even more but another burst of pleasure as he orgasmed again had him silently groaning in bliss as his hips rocked forward. “You should be experiencing your first Heat this year. You can choose to go through it with toys or using one of the Alphas in the Stud House.”
She is going to let her son use a full-grown Alpha for his first Heat?
Castiel’s pleasure fuzzy mind buzzed at the thought. He’d fucked and knotted young Omegas before, it was more than typical for Alphas to do so, but this one seemed so small though it might be because of the setting. Or the Omega was simply small for his age.
“Can we go look at the Alphas in the Stud House now? You took me in the back way and I didn’t get to see any of them.”
Castiel’s hips jerked forward in short little thrusts as the device locked around his cock and knot started to milk his knot rigorously to the point that he might sob at the overstimulation. He silently groaned in pleasure, lips parting and breathing ragged as the device squeezed him tightly.
“Of course. I wanted you to see the lab since I know you were curious and we have our newest Alpha in. I needed to check on him to make sure everything was going smoothly. He doesn’t have his collar yet.” blue eyes stared at him after Hannah had spoken and the young Omega turned away to look at the other Alpha getting his knot milked.
“Do you have female Alphas?” he asked next after looking around the room and asking a few random questions that betrayed his age.
“Yes.” Hannah offered. Distantly Castiel thought about how he hadn’t seen any or heard mention of them. Nice to know the Omega kidnappers didn’t limit themselves. “We keep them on the other side of the facility. Is that the kind of Alpha you’re interested in? We can find you a nice female Alpha whenever you’re interested.”
“No.” Hannah’s son blinked, “I was curious. Ben was talking about female Alphas during class.”
They left before Castiel’s knot was finished.
He lay there limply, muscles lax and cock soft, as the people moved around the room monitoring both of them. Castiel waited to be freed, determined to do everything he could to get free, but they made no move to free him. Instead he remained strapped until they’d milked two more knots and his muscles were completely lax. His breathing was ragged and his cock ached from the repeated rough stimulation.
The other Alpha had already been removed by the time the Betas turned to him. Castiel mentally prepared himself for an attempt at escape but a sharp poke to his arm had him mentally swearing. “Hannah told us to be extra cautious with you, Alpha.” it was said with disdain as his hold on consciousness slipped from his fingers.
He opened his eyes to the same white walls and metal chain around his ankle as tears burned his eyes, frustration and horror twisting inside of him. As he swallowed, turning on the ground where they’d left him, he felt a collar resting snugly around his throat. Panic flashed through his mind as he searched desperately for the clasp to remove it but he couldn’t find any way to take it off. His breathing hitched, caught in his throat, as he looked around with wild eyes.
Outside the glass wall to his prison Omegas and Betas walked past freely, not paying him the slightest attention.