Chapter Six #2
As my dick softened, it slipped out of Rhys, leaving a trail of my cum leaking out of him.
I traced his pinkened rim with my fingertips, then pushed the cum back in.
“Your swollen hole is marked as mine.” I resumed stroking his spent cock, but yanked the pillow from under his ass and tossed it aside.
“Now let’s see how you behave when your knot is at my mercy.
” When an Alpha knotted an omega, they’d be locked together for half an hour or longer.
If not snugly squeezed, the knot was supposed to be painful, and that was exactly what my Alpha needed.
I smacked the knot with my fingers, but even the moderate force made Rhys pull at his cuffs and yelp. Good.
“What is this?” I flicked his flaccid dick.
Rhys considered his answer and met my gaze. “Your toy, Master.”
Fucking hell, the Alpha knew how to shorten my refractory period. At this rate, I’d be able to pump him with my cum several times before the sun came up.
“That’s right. And I will play with it.” I washed my hands and grabbed a sterile pack from a table.
“What is that for?” Rhys strained his neck to look down his body to where I was standing.
I rounded the bed, put a pillow under his head, and showed him the steel rod.
“It’s for stretching your other hole.” I returned between his legs and took his flaccid dick into my hand.
“What other—” Rhys blinked when the realization hit him. “Do what pleases you, Master.” His words were obedient, but his tone was laced with lust that told me he was having the time of his life.
Honestly? Same.
“You have to stay still.” I proceeded with the necessary disinfection of the rod and Rhys’s glans, recalling my training and how I had to practice sounding on myself in case it might please the Alpha who’d paid for my services next.
The pain had killed the pleasure for me, but Rhys was different. He craved it.
When I positioned the tip of the sound at the slit of his dick, he breathed deeply and focused his gaze on the action. A drizzle of lube helped ease the steel a fraction in. “Is this okay?” I asked, and Rhys nodded. Then, listening to Rhys’s whimpers, I slid it a full inch farther.
“How does it feel?” I jerked his dick gently, holding the rod in.
“Burns from the inside.” Rhys groaned and gave me a gorgeous, lopsided smile.
Fuck, I wanted to kiss those luscious lips.
I had never been compelled to exchange saliva with an Alpha, but Rhys looked at me as if I had hung the moon, and it made all the difference. “It hurts so good. Thank you, Master.”
Carefully, I moved the sound up and down in his urethra, loving how Rhys gasped for breath, yet kept perfectly still. His discipline was impressive. He was so collected when following orders.
“That’s enough. I’m bored.” Lies. I could torture him all night if I got to listen to those sweet whimpers of pain and pleasure. But the plans weaving in my mind required a week of play, and I only had a few hours.
I removed the sound on a slow glide and let it clatter onto the rolling table.
Rhys hissed then collapsed in a heap of relaxed muscles. “Thank you, Master.”
“It’s going to hurt when you pee next time,” I said, and traced the pad of my pinkie over the slit in his cockhead. “This hole could use stretching, too. Then I could sound you with my finger.”
Rhys wriggled his hips, groaning. “Yes, please.”
Not to lose the momentum, I grabbed strings of leather and returned to stand between his legs.
The loops were designed to hold an omega’s balls, whether as a cock ring, decoration, or to attach a leash to it.
In this situation, improvisation was key.
I forced Rhys’s sac through one loop and his dick with the knot through the other, then connected them both to a leash.
When I pulled on it, Rhys growled like a wild animal. Perfect.
From the array of paddles, I picked up a wooden one with engraved letters that spelled “owned.” I tried it on Rhys’s thigh first, smacking it hard enough for the word to start forming inside the red shape of the paddle.
“Ah!” Rhys flinched, then parted his legs even wider, wordlessly asking for more.
Lifting the paddle, I showed the engraving to my Alpha. “I own you tonight.”
Rhys nodded. “Thank you.”
“Are your balls tender post-orgasm, servant?” I tugged on the leash, stretching the skin under the knot and under his sac.
He grimaced, unshed tears shining in his eyes. “Yes, Master.”
“And your knot, so abandoned without an omega’s ass, must be hurting something fierce.
” I didn’t wait for his reply. Instead, I patted his sac with the paddle, increasing the force until his gasps turned into broken sobs.
Then I did the same to his knot, watching his eyes roll back as tears rolled down his face.
His body responded to the torture by showing me how much he enjoyed it.
His utter surrender to me was a gift I never knew I needed, but I would cherish forever.
His whimpers and pleas for me spoke to something deep inside me that he’d awakened tonight.
Whatever it was, I would embrace it until the end of our time together.
“What’s this?” I poked his erection that had thickened anew. His refractory period was astoundingly quick. “Is my servant begging for more pain?”
“Please…” He licked his parted lips, looking like submission was in his nature, like he was a needy omega not an alpha who’d paid to be mistreated.
Would I get a chance to fuck him one more time tonight?
The bed dipped only slightly under my meager weight as I stood between Rhys’s legs. Looking down at him, I crushed his balls with my foot while tugging on the leash in my hand. “Your whimpers are as weak as you. Tell me how it feels.”
He sucked in air. “Hurts.”
“And do you like to hurt for your Master?” Was I pushing it? Maybe, but I was having too much fun to stop. And by the look of utter adoration on Rhys’s twisted features, he loved it all.
He grunted and let out a wail as I dug my toes into his balls. “Yes. Do what you want to me, Master.”
A rush of power filled my veins at his words. I stepped off his sac and wiggled my foot under it, searching for his pucker. “Relax.” He did, and my toe slipped past the ring of muscle lubed with my cum.
The moan he released was so erotic, I had to jerk my cock a few times, needing some relief.
With a few more strokes, I could come on his chest, but I wanted to linger on the edge of orgasm for now.
I craved to hover in that frenzied state which allowed me to do wild things without overthinking them.
“You’re a dirty little Alpha. My servant and my plaything.” I recalled hating so many things Alphas had done to me and would have never thought that doing them to someone else would bring me so much pleasure. Was this closure? Therapy?
If so, I knew what was next on my agenda.
I pointed my cock at Rhys’s chest and met his deep brown gaze. His flushed cheeks and disheveled black hair told me how far gone he was, but his parted lips and hard cock showed me I had to push him more to get the job done.
“Please.” Rhys arched weakly, making the precome on his stomach trickle up his chest.
He didn’t know what he was asking for, but I was ready to oblige.
I wiggled my toe into his ass as deep as it would go and widened my stance. With an exhale of relief, I let a stream of warm piss hit his chest.
He gasped, his eyes rolling back. I watched his expression go from desperate to utter bliss, but he forced himself to focus on me, watching my dick.
“You’re such a filthy servant. A slut for anything I’m giving you. Now come for me.”
He nodded and opened his mouth.
The moment my golden shower reached his neck and cheeks, his body convulsed. On a chorus of long moans, he came, sending ribbons of cum over his abs and chest, all the way to his chin, mixing it with my warm piss.
Rhys was gorgeous—his huge muscles trembled as he kept coming all over himself.
I kept trying to tell myself I was only doing this for the money, but I knew that was a lie. The sheer thrill of it all was driving me insane.
Wiggling my toe out of his ass, I shook the last drops onto Rhys’s thighs and jumped off the bed. “Have you had enough?”
Rhys cleared his throat. “No.”
“Good. Because I’m not done with you.” The stack of towels in the bathroom came in handy when I dampened one to wipe Rhys’s face.
With a gentle touch, I massaged his deflating knot and removed the leather rings.
His pucker glistened with my cum, and I circled it with a fingertip.
Would I have the time to eat his ass? “You said the dildos you found were too big. You needed dilators.” I rolled the other tray closer and grabbed the silicone dildo that was long but slim, barely half an inch wide at the tip.
“This is to stretch you, so later I can fit my finger next to my dick when I fuck you.”
“I’d love that.” Rhys’s lazy smile was sexy as hell.
A sudden fire filled me in a way I had never felt before. Lust fueled my movements with desperate desire. An urge to fuck…no, to be fucked.
Tingling pain in my lower back spread to my abdomen. I braced on the bed, dropping the dildo to the carpet as my insides twisted.
“What the hell?!” I cried out, wrapping my arms around my waist and curling up on the floor. Were my guts trying to crawl out?
Rhys’s handcuffs rattled against the bedposts. “Sol? What’s happening? Talk to me!” The concern in his voice gave me the strength to pull to my knees.
“My belly hurts.”
“How bad is it?”
I let out a whimpered sob in reply.
“Fuck. Could you be in heat?”
“No, I—” I’d never been in heat thanks to the shots I’d been taking, but I had calculated for it to hit me tonight so I could seduce an Alpha, get ruined, and be impregnated.
Now, I was finding out how painful the ordeal was in a room with a complete stranger who couldn’t even help me because I had tied him up. “Yes. I think I’m going into heat.”
“That explains why your sweet scent was so intense. Now, release me.” He tugged on his bindings again, shaking the bed.
“I’ll be vulnerable and begging you to fuck me. That’s not what you want!” I cried out in pain as I pulled myself up. “You paid me for something else.”
“And you delivered! Sol, listen to me, I can help.” Rhys lowered his voice into a calming tone. “Please let me help you.”
He was right, but facing the consequences of my own actions made me cranky. The pain abated, leaving only a shadow of it in my midsection and a heated feeling in my ass. I touched my rim. It was warm, and when I pressed it, slick oozed out of my hole. Yup, definitely in heat.
With shaky hands, I unlocked Rhys’s cuffs and cut off the rope, releasing him.
“I’ll go now. I don’t expect you to—”
“Sol.” Rhys took me by the waist and plopped me gently on the bed like I was a precious doll. “Your heat will last longer than it’s safe to stay at this hotel. Let me take you to my place.” He was kneeling on the floor, wringing his hands on his lap.
I frowned, biting my lip to keep it from trembling. “But why? That’s not your kink.”
“You gave me the best night of my life. The least I could do is make sure you go through your next heat safely. Unless you’d rather I call someone to fetch you.”
I shook my head. I didn’t want anyone else. If I were to be knotted for six days or more, over and over, I’d rather it be the Alpha who gave me choices and freedom. Something I’ve never had before. “No, you don’t understand. It’s my first heat. My ass is virginal too.”
“What? Holy fucking shit, Sol.” Rhys raked his fingers through his hair. “That’s why you weren’t sure it was heat when the cramps hit you. Oh, fuck.” He leveled a confused stare at me. “I asked so much of you. I’m sorry for assuming you were experienced.”
“I am! In everything but heat and being fucked in the ass!” My voice climbed high.
He didn’t know me. No one did. Not completely.
“I’ve been doing this for money since I was fifteen, fattening my parents’ pockets.
So my mom could wear designer threads and my dad could get a car that compensated for his dick size. ”
“That’s awful. I’m so sorry. I…fuck, I can’t change that for you. But now we have to leave.” Rhys reached out, but didn’t touch me. “You have no reason to trust me, but from what you’re saying, and judging by how I found you earlier today, I may be your best option. Tell me I’m wrong.”
“Fuck you!” I spat and jumped off the bed. I kicked the rolling table, sending the implements I’d picked scattering to the floor. “Fuck you for being right!”
Strong arms around me. Warmth. Comfort. An Alpha whose touch didn’t repel me.
I leaned into Rhys’s muscled chest and let him scoop me up.
“Come on, baby, let’s get you through this.”
His whisper sent a sliver of hope into my heart.
My eyes filled with tears as I relaxed into his embrace.
I didn’t know how to deal with this gentleness.
It was confusing and my instinct was to rebel against it.
A nice gesture meant the person wanted something from me.
But Rhys had already got what he needed. Was his offer genuine?
“You’d fuck me?” I didn’t want to trick him anymore, but I needed his knot to ease the excruciating pain.
“Yes. I’d do anything that you need to get through this heat with the least amount of suffering.”
“Why?”
He pulled me closer to him, rocking me as he was still kneeling on the floor. “I said I’ll help you, but I will also enjoy every second of it. Does that make sense?” Rhys kissed my forehead, and the gesture turned me into a sobbing mess.
The worst pain in my life was coming my way, but I’ve never felt safer. The night turned out to be much wilder than I’d expected, and the way it progressed formed a bond between me and Rhys.
As crazy as it was, I believed his words.
If he’d wanted to hurt me, he had the perfect chance when he’d tied me to a chair.
I’d beat him and fucked him, but he was now holding me as if I were made of the finest porcelain.
The warmth of his body and the strength of his arms filled me with the need to burrow my face into his chest and let myself be vulnerable.
Deep down inside, I knew he’d deliver on his promise and take care of me during my first heat, just like I’d done when I’d given him what he’d always needed and craved.
As I wrapped my arms around his neck, I imagined what life with Rhys would look like, and came up with the most fantastical picture—me fucking him into the mattress at night, then us eating breakfast together in the morning.
It was a pipe dream, but at least I was going through my heat on my terms.
Coming to the Rut Hotel might have been the best decision I’d ever made.