7. Heat Den
Chapter seven
Heat Den
I 'd been in the reassignment center for two months when my heat came on. We were checked by a doctor every week, so I was tagged as being close to my heat and given instructions on where to go when it was time.
The first cramp hit me during yoga class and I fell out of the downward dog pose I was in. Zap! The nearest beta jammed his wand into my thigh and I yelped.
"My heat," I whispered to him.
The beta rolled his eyes. "Suck it up. You can report to the heat room after this class."
By the end of class, I'd been zapped twice more, thanks to the cramping. I left the room and hurried to the heat room where my temperature was checked and I was confirmed to be in heat.
"You're lucky, we have a van going to the heat den in half an hour," the nurse told me. "You won't have to wait long. I see you've already had the birth control implant, so you won't need to worry about a pregnancy resulting from this heat."
She put me in a waiting room with three other omegas who were in heat as well. We ignored each other, each focused on our own pain.
Every cramp that rolled through me pulled me back to the heat I'd spent alone on the kitchen floor. I wondered if Amy was having her heat now too or if it changed when I wasn't there. Then another pain dragged me back to reality.
By the time the van pulled up to the heat den, I was ready to jump on the nearest alpha and beg for relief.
We were herded through a dark corridor, into a shower room where attendants scrubbed us since we could barely stay upright. Then, still damp and dripping, we were shoved down another corridor and into a massive room filled with cubicles. The room was full of pheromones and scents that turned my stomach. The sound of flesh slapping flesh and bellowing alphas filled the space, echoing off the high ceilings.
There was nothing comforting about the space and when I was pushed through a curtain into my assigned cubicle, I shuddered. There was a simple, single bed in the space and a shelf beside it with lube and bottles of water and sports drinks.
"Take off your gown and hang it up."
I did as I was told, shivering despite the fever I had.
A moment later, a huge man burst through the curtain, eyeing my naked body with pure lust. He jerked down his pants, revealing a thick, curved cock that was hard as a rock.
"Present," he barked.
I had no choice but to obey, crawling onto the bed and thrusting my ass up at him, with my head cushioned on my folded arms.
There was no foreplay, no greeting, nothing to indicate that this was anything but an alpha getting his rocks off. He ran a finger down my slit a couple of times to lube up his cock, then pushed into me.
I yelped, surprised by the abrupt intrusion, and jerked forward. His hands gripped my hips with bruising force and he started to pound into me brutally.
It only took a couple of minutes for his knot to swell and he rammed it into me, dragging a painful orgasm out of me. I was in tears as the alpha roughly jerked the tiny amount he could as we were locked together, his seed pulsing into me. It was exactly what I needed, but only in the most basic way.
When his knot subsided, the alpha was gone. I curled up on the bed, shell-shocked from the encounter, his cum and my slick mixing in a disgusting slime that drooled onto the bed.
A beta bustled in, made me get up and drink some water while he wiped the bed down with disinfectant wipes, and then quickly wiped me between the legs and left again.
The next alpha had the decency to say hi before he barked at me to present and thrust himself into me. He was gentler but didn't stop to make sure I got anything out of it. He knotted me and then pulled out his phone and held a business meeting while I hunched there, locked to him for another ten minutes.
My cramps had subsided and I told the attendant that I was good for now. He gave me a wry grin.
"Sorry, once you're in rotation, you're going until your heat breaks."
"What about the bathroom? Can I pee?"
"Of course. Put your gown back on and I'll take you."
He led me to the bathroom and waited while I peed and cleaned up a little, then I was back in the cubicle with another alpha mounting me and rutting to his satisfaction.
There was no time for sleep in the heat den. After the first three days, I drifted in and out as the alphas used my body. I was so tired that even the pain of the heat cramps didn't give me an energy boost. It was an endless stream of rutting alphas and the beta cleaning me up.
I was never very hungry during my heats, but my pack had always given me food or at least had it nearby in case I wanted something. In the heat den, I was taken to shower once every 24 hours and after the shower, I was given a protein drink and an energy shot, then taken right back to the cubicle.
To my absolute relief, my heat broke on day five. When the attendant noted my temp had dropped, he had me put my gown on and follow him back to the showers. Once I was clean, I dressed in my uniform again and was left in a waiting room with hard plastic chairs.
Despite the shower, I could still smell the strange alphas on me. Their scents lingered, making me feel ill and I vowed to shower again once I was back at the center.
The van didn't show up for another five hours and I dozed fitfully in the awkward seats. When it did arrive, eight omegas in heat got off, whimpering in pain and the three of us who had finished our heats climbed wearily aboard. I leaned my forehead against the cool glass and watched the city flash by. No one spoke. I wasn't even sure my voice worked anymore since I'd barely used it since I'd arrived.
Back in the center, we were given the rest of the day off. I took a long shower to scrub the smells off me and then went straight to my bunk and slept through dinner.
No one asked where I'd been. They all knew. And over the next weeks and months, when a bed was empty, we knew the omega had gone to the heat den. I had nightmares about it. I dreamed that Jack dragged me there himself and stood grimly in the corner, watching as alpha after alpha had his way with me.
"You were never good enough for us. This is all you're good for, a rutting hole for alphas," Jack sneered from his corner.
I woke up in a sweat and with a spike of pleasure rushed through the bond.
When my next heat hit, I went back to the heat den, knowing what to expect now. Knowing exactly how the other omegas got those dead-eyed looks. We were all hollow here, our hearts and souls scooped out by the alphas who had their way with our bodies, finding their pleasure with no care about us.
It was an endless cycle. The thought of doing this for the remainder of my life was too much, so I focused on each day as it came. Someday, it would all end.