32. Charlie
I paced around my apartment. It had been a few days since I spoke with Tara, and though we seemed okay now, she went to Jesse’s and I hadn’t heard from her since. Were they both now mad at me again? I normally wasn’t one to spiral, or I tried not to be, but right now I couldn’t help it.
Cameo - Hey, want to do drinks?
No, I really didn’t, especially not with Cam. He was an excellent business partner and… generally a good person, but he was also an ass.
I started typing out my excuse when I started thinking about how that would probably be better than just sitting here loosing my mind. At least if I was there I probably wouldn’t spiral as hard.
Charlie - yeah, I’ll be there.
I didn’t bother changing or doing anything before I grabbed my keys and headed out. We still met at the same college bar we went to years ago. Though we both had much more money now and could probably afford something more upscale than a run down dive with room temperature beer and sticky floors, the nostalgia always brought us back. It was cliche, but we had planned our business there. Not on napkins like they did in the movies, but we had laptops out, drinks in hand, and a basket of fries in front of us until last call.
I arrived, sitting in one of the least ratty looking stools and ordered a manhattan. I really needed to feel what I was going to drink tonight.
Cam arrived soon after. It made me laugh that even after everything he still wore his worn leather jacket, black shirt, and faded black jeans. He was the prime example of it not being ‘just a phase.’
“Hey,” I called as I waved him over.
He slid down next to me, waving the bar tender down for his own bourbon. “Where the hell have you been?” he asked, hardly returning my greeting. “I haven’t seen you in a while.”
I lifted my brow. “That’s probably because you’re never in one place for long enough to visit anyone?”
Cam had become quite the jetsetter once we made our money, and I couldn’t really blame him for it either. He’d always talked about wanting to travel once the nightmare of coffee fueled overnights was over. And he hadn’t been lying.
He shrugged. “Did you get tied down or something?”
I glanced away, taking my own sip, hoping to pretend I just didn’t hear him.
“Ah, so you are. Not for me, but I’m happy for you.”
“It’s with… the girl I met.”
He hissed as he took a sip. “You’re gonna have to be more specific than that.”
I cleared my throat. “The one I met at the heat hotel.”
He turned to me now. “You know you’re not supposed to like follow them home or anything.”
“Do I look like you?” Not that he ever had before, but something told me he had it in him if he really wanted to. “No we met because she’s dating Jesse.”
He blinked at me for a moment, as if downloading the information. “Jesse pulled an omega? Good for them.”
I groaned, putting my face in my arms. “This is serious.”
He sighed. “Alright, tell me everything.”
So I did. I told him about the number exchange after the heat hotel, never texting her, about glitch. Then everything that came when Jesse introduced us. My mouth was dry by the time I was done, I didn’t think I’d ever talked that long before.
“Damn, I knew you were a freak,” was his only comment when I was done.
A sharp laugh came from me. Of course that’s what he’d be thinking about after all of that.
“So now I’m just… waiting and hoping they take me back.”
“They will,” he said with every sense of surety.
“How do you know?"
“You’re bonded. That shit doesn’t just go away.”
That was one thing that did give me hope in all of this. Breaking a bond wasn’t as simple as ending a relationship, or even getting a divorce, it was a physical process that could leave you permanently changed after. I would never fight either of them if that’s the route they wanted to take, but everything inside of me screamed how terrible that would be.
My phone buzzed. I was sure it was the Lack work channel. They’d been talking all day, and normally I muted, but it was a project I’d been looped in on, and at least wanted to be aware about.
As I pulled out my phone though everything stopped.
Babygirl - Come to my place.
It was so simple, but I couldn’t say no. “I have to go.”
“What” Cam said, “but you haven’t even finished your…”
His voice faded as I exited the building, headed straight for my car. I peeled out of the parking lot and raced to Jesse’s. Was I getting my second chance? Was I getting told to get lost? I wasn’t sure, but either way, I was ready.
I quickly parked and ran up to his floor, taking the stairs three at a time until I reached his door.
For a few moments, I just stood there. I knew I should knock, but something was stopping me. I took a deep breath. There was no way I would let my nerves get in the way here.
Slowly, I raised my hand, and knocked.
To my surprise, it was Tara who opened the door, her eyebrow raised irritably as she stood waiting for me to speak. “So?”
I stood there, confused. “You told me to come?”
“Yeah, and? You don’t have anything to say to me?”
“I-I’m sorry?”
“Why do you sound confused? You ghosted me and then hid your identity for the better part of a year then started dating me and my boyfriend still without coming clean? That was… fucked Charlie. Super fucked.”
I sighed, she was right. I fucked it all up. “I’m really sorry Tara. I never meant for it to be like that. I was just… scared.”
She hummed, stepping aside to let me in. “How sorry are you, exactly?”
It almost felt like I was walking right into a trap, as I stepped through the door, but one I allowed myself to fall right into. “Very. I never meant to hurt either of you.”
I looked around and realized Jesse was nowhere to be seen.
Tara leaned around me to shut the door. “Great, strip.”
It took me a moment to process her words. “Strip?” I parroted.
“Did I stutter, my pathetic alpha fucktoy? I told you to strip. Now do what you’re told, puppy.”
My cheeks heated. Though things had always been more fluid between us, she’d never been so… direct. My cock was already hardening in my pants as I did as she said–toeing out of my shoes and throwing my t-shirt over my head, before unbuttoning my pants and pulling them down and away.
“Yes mistress.” I’d never said it aloud before, only over text, and it was even better now.
Tara produces a small, clear plastic cage from behind her back, golden keys dangling from it. “Put this on.”
He looks down at it. “Is this…” he’d only seen a cock cage in porn, and never even thought to use one.
“Absolutely!” she said cheerfully, “Do I need to give the order again?”
“N-no.” God her words were going to make me too hard to put it on. I unlatched the back piece and put it around me, barely fitting even soft and clasped it shut, the hinge locking with a feeling of finality.
Then I looked back at her, waiting for instruction.
She produced a pair of little leather bands from connected by one longer piece from the pocket of her robe. “These go around your thigh.”
I took the straps from her, my eyes catching for a moment on her clevage that was peaking through the top of her silky purple robe. Was there anything underneath it?
The thought stayed with me as I wrapped the cool leather straps around my thigh, tightening them enough to bite into my skin slightly. “Like this?”
“Perfect,” she said softly. “You’re serious about wanting this to be okay with all of us?” her hand reached up, touching my cheek with surprising softness.
I leaned into the warmth of her hand. This close, her fruity, citrusy scent surrounded me, making me feel whole once more. “Yes. I want nothing more than to fix us. All of us.”
Tara pressed a gentle kiss to my lips. “Light check—the cameras are all on. We’re going to fuck while you watch. The chat will be controlling a vibrator strapped to your cock.”
My cock pushed against the cage as it attempted to get hard. “Green,” I sputtered. Though it sounded like torture, it sounded like the sweetest kind. “We’re doing this right now?”
“Yeah,” she chuckled. “Jesse is talking to chat right now.”
“O-okay. Let’s do it.” I had expected a conversation, maybe some yelling and at worse, no resolution, but this was something else I hadn’t expected. But I meant it–I would do anything to make this okay.
Even getting edged on stream for hours.
“I’m sure you’ll still have to talk after,” Tara said, guessing my thoughts form my warring emotions. “But this is what he wanted to do so.” she shrugged.
“Then this is what we’ll do.” I squared my shoulders, despite the strange attire I had and followed her back towards her room.
Tara opened the door, Jesse lounging on her bed in his underwear, the band of his boxer briefs digging into the cut of his hip deliciously as I toddled behind Tara. Large, hulking, and totally under the little omega’s control.
For now.
“Hi, chat.” Tara said, tugging her robe open and discarding it onto the floor to reveal her little purple thong and matching bra. “This is Glitch. Yes. That Glitch.”
It was all a bit overwhelming to look at. I’d always been on the other side, but actually seeing how the magic happens was more surreal than I thought it would be. The lights she used were brighter than they appeared and the little green light signaling the camera was on felt like the weight of thousands of eyes.
“Hey,” I said sheepishly. I looked at Jesse who was looking right back. My chest warmed as I realized it was no longer with that cold, blank, stare, but a heated one.
Tara, paramount professional she is, took her time strapping the vibrator to my leg and turning it on, pulling out her chair for me to sit in.
As I sank down, she reached below the desk to where there was a line of drawers and pulled out a pair of cuffs and a muzzle.
Seeing that muzzle once more took me back to our first time, where I was muzzled to keep from mating her, but now we were mated, and it was just to add to my humiliation.
She came around and put my hands between my back, clicking them together with the cuffs, keeping me restrained. Then she added the muzzle, securing it around my mouth. I could still speak, but as I looked at the camera I realized how lewd I looked.
“I figured since you loved watching me on camera so much, you wouldn’t mind watching on the monitor.”
The vibrator hit right on my balls and the base of my cock, but surely wouldn’t be enough to get me off. Unlike the last time where I had to watch through the reflection, I was now watching through the monitor, their image as clear to me now as it would be on stream.
I watched as she sauntered back towards the bed, knowing the real show was about to begin.
“Your mission is simple chat,” Jesse said softly as Tara slid onto their lap. “Make Glitch cum through that cock cage, or at least so desperate to he goes feral.”
“And as a reward, Jesse will pound my pussy until I cry.”
I groaned, the sound tearing through me involuntarily. The two of them together were always such a turn on, and even more so when they were teasing me it seemed.
The chat was right in front of me but it moved so fast I could hardly see. I felt more than saw the first donation come through, stiffening as the vibrator started at a slow, agonizing pace.
“God dammit,” I moaned, not ready for how painful it would be trying to get hard in this thing.
“I want that alpha to be a needy puddle of cum,” Tara said with a smile, slowly tugging down Jesse’s underwear, freeing his cock with a heavy bounce.
Tkuser: donated $20 someone can finally get a word in without you over donating, time for revenge
Tkuser: donated $15 I knew you weren’t ugly behind that screen. So hot.
The donations and comments rolled in, and my eyes bounced between that and Tara getting lined up with Jesse. Their cock was so big, allowed to be hard, and it made me jealous as I had to fight my own erection.
My omega slid herself against him, sighing with pleasure as the fabric of her panties soaked in her slick. “God Jesse, you feel so incredible.”
His hand came around the front of her thighs, moving her panties aside to rub circles over her clit. “Fuck sweetie, you feel so good. You’re so tight. You’re alpha wasn’t able to stretch you out?”
As they said it they looked directly at the camera–at me. Hearing the degradation fall from his lips had my entire body shaking. The vibrator never stopped, but never got fast enough to really push me over the edge. My entire body broke out into a cold sweat as the goal post for my orgasm seemed to move further and further away.
“Please,” I begged. I wasn’t sure to who. To chat, to them, to God. It was anyone’s call.
Jesse carefully pressed into Tara, his hips flexing as his cock disappeared into her inch by inch. “Don’t worry,” he muttered between clenched teeth at her needy moan. “I’ll do it for him.”
“Yes, please,” she moaned as she bottomed out, their cock fully disappearing inside of her. Her eyes flicked to the camera as well, I knew looking at me. “Do you like watching, Daddy?”
“Yes,” I breathed. “Much prefer touching though.”
“Shame, since naughty alphas don’t get to.”
“Oh, silly us,” Jesse said softly, still fucking into our omega. “We forgot to mention, Glitch will be matching any donations tonight, so its time to be very, very generous chat.”
I didn’t know I was doing that either, but I honestly didn’t care, spending money on them–for them–would always please me.
That mention made the donations flood in, the screen barely showing the chat before disappearing into the next. The vibrator picked up in intensity, having to almost be on high by now. “Fuck, I need to come so bad.” I had no idea if it was even possible to come like this. It hadn’t felt like it but now anything seemed possible.
Tara was riding Jesse hard, the slapping of him bottoming out in her had me reeling. Her tear drop shaped tits bounced perfectly with every motion, letting myself imagine what they both looked like under me before, making me feel even closer to coming.
It almost, in a way, reminded me of the first time I’d been with her. Of the mirrored wall in the Omega’s Lust. Tara watching as the two of us fucked hard throughout her heat.
But instead of Tara’s desperation lingering in the air in a thick fog of syrupy cherry limeade, it was me. Buttery pie crust going slightly bitter as it overcooked—my neediness reaching a peak as Jesse pushed Tara onto her knees, drilling into her from behind with his hand pressing her head into the mattress.
“Come for me, sweetie pie,” they crooned softly. “Show your stupid alpha how his omega slut whines for beta cock.”
Tara gasped, half wailing into her sheets as her fists clenched into the fabric. “Jesse, please!”
I’d never seen Jesse like this. Normally, they were so submissive but this new side they showed intrigued me even more. Every time I got to see a new piece of them I fell more and more in love, and this was no different.
They smacked her ass hard, the sound ringing through the room. “Come on sweetie, milk my cock, show our alpha how good it feels.”
Black tears from her mascara ran down her face. She always wore makeup that ran during stream–probably because glitch mentioned he liked it once–and it was still true. Seeing her messy was one of my favorite versions of her. J
“Chat, please, I’m so close,” I begged. “I need to come.”
“Beg h-harder..” Tara choked out.
“Please, please,” I began to babble. “I’m such a pathetic alpha, begging for donations so I can come, but I need it.” There was something slightly embarrassing but also thrilling about being this submissive on a stream of thousands.
Not just being vulnerable for my omega and beta, but for the audience too.
I couldn’t deny what it did for me, precum leaking from my cock like a faucet as my thighs shook. “Please, Tara. Please Jesse. Let me come. I’m so sorry. Sorry for lying.”
Jesse pulled Tara’s head up by the back of her hair. “You think he means it sweetie?”
“I do,” she panted softly. “I really do…”
“You come first,” Jesse said to Tara. “Come around my cock and then we can go give our alpha a reward for being so good.”
Anticipation shook me to my core. Everything that wasn’t the two of them fell away as Jesse wrapped her hair around their hand and fucked her without abandon.
Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she came, her mouth wide in a silent scream. I’d seen her come many times, and each time she was more beautiful than the last. I was positive this time would stick in my memory forever.
“Oh my god,” she whined, a flood of perfume meeting my nose making me lightheaded. “Jesse, don’t stop, I need?—”
“Do you need a knot sweet girl?”
As they said that, mine throbbed. It was the only thing that didn’t fit in the cage and the urge to grab ahold of it was strong, but I was restricted.
“Yes, I need my alpha’s knot,” she cried as her hands balled in the sheets.
Once she was spent she fell forward, panting against the bed. The donations rolled in. “Can I come Jesse, please?”
Their face in the monitor was priceless. This mix of pleasure and dominance I’d never seen took over and it was hot. “If chat lets you, you may. But you gotta fuck our omega afterward.”
The chat began going wild, donations flying in. If I wasn’t matching almost my initial donation price I would be floored. The vibrator went wild, going at the highest speed.
“Oh fuck,” I drew as my orgasm shook me to my core. My cock strained to get hard behind the cage, biting slightly into my skin as come shot from my tip, almost rocketing out and coating the edge of the desk and floor in front of me.
Even once I was spent the vibrator kept going, overstimulating me to the point of pain.
Luckily I didn’t have to endure it long before Jesse came over and took the vibrator out of the strap. I slumped as they did, finally being able to mostly relax.
They grabbed my chin and I opened my eyes, staring right into their emerald orbs. “Do you want the cock cage off?”
“Yes Starshine,” I pleaded. “I want it off.”
The key that had been placed around my neck and left just out of my reach this entire time suddenly felt very close, and weighed heavily against my chest.
They wrapped their finger around the edge of the key, hooking it and pulling me close, the small beads of the chain biting into my skin. “It doesn’t sound like you truly do. If you did, you’d beg.”
Oh fuck. My cock was back to fighting to get hard, and being stopped by the cage.
“Please Jess. I want you to let me out so bad, I’ll do anything.”
“Anything,” their eyes shone was a sharpness that made me nervous. He moved behind me and unshackled my wrists. The necklace came up and over my head.
Jesse placed the key in my mouth, the metallic twang making my mouth water. “Then bring the keys over to your owners and ask them to release you.”
They left me like that, going back to the bed where Tara was now sat up with interest.
She climbed into Jesse’s lap and their hand drifted down to her clit, rubbing in slow circles.
I went to stand, but was quickly stopped. “Crawl,” Jesse said.
I dropped to my hands and knees, my ass in the air facing the camera and the keys jingling with my every move. In this position the cock cage felt so heavy, almost dragging on the floor beneath me.
Jesse held their hand out and I released the keys from my mouth, dropping them into his hand.
“Good boy,” he said. Finally he got down to my level and unlocked me. My head spun with how fast blood rushed to fill my cock fully. Little indents were left where I pressed against it, and the new lack of discomfort almost had me coming again.
“Now come up here and fuck our omega,” he ordered.
I didn’t need to be told twice. I was on the bed quickly, pulling Tara forward and thrashing into her, my cock going to the knot instantly. Fuck, she was wet and warm and smelled like her and Jesse mixed everywhere.
It was Divine.
“Alpha!” Tara moaned, her nails digging into my chest. “You feel so good.”
“So do you babygirl.” I pounded into her hard, uninterested in going slow. The carnal urge to rut into her hit me like a truck, and I couldn’t stop.
Jesse was there suddenly, his fingers coming down to rub her clit, making her go crazy. I couldn’t help it, I grabbed him by the chin and pulled him to me in an all out sloppy kiss. A mix of tongues and clashing teeth, nothing but pure need between us. For a single moment I worried he would pull away and order me to stop, but he never did, just letting me continue.
“God you’re both so fucking hot,” Tara moaned, matching my rhythm, trying to get herself off as well.
I was panting when we finally pulled away. “I love you,” I breathed against his lips. This moment wasn’t meant for the camera, and I wasn’t going to try to make it about that.
His green eyes met mine. “I love you too.”
They pulled away and started working Tara harder. “Make her come, but don’t you dare, not yet.”
I sighed. “You’re really punishing me, aren’t you?”
Their smile was devious. “You deserve to be punished.”
I fucked her hard until she was screaming and tightening around my cock. I had to fight the urge to come with everything inside of me. It wasn’t comfortable, but it still felt so, so good.
Jesse began stroking their cock, but Tara took over quickly, urging them to come towards her mouth. She swallowed them down her eyes shining up at them. They ran their hand through her hair gently, moaning when she licked around their tip.
“You may come when I do,” Jesse said.
“Yes, starshine,” I said, never ceasing my thrusts.
Luckily with Tara’s expert skills it wasn’t long before Jesse was pushing down into her mouth and unloading into her throat. I followed them, pushing all the way until I was securely knotted inside of her and releasing, coming deep inside of her cunt.
Careful not to squish her I fell over her, holding my bodyweight up, on my arms. She kissed me and tasted like my favorite flavor of her and Jesse.
I fell next to them in a puddle of limbs. Tara and I still attached and Jesse curling up behind me, rubbing circles around my back.