Chapter 5 #2
Screaming is a waste of time since I’m no longer in a place where anyone can hear me, and the ground is hard against my knees as it stains my pants.
Wiggling and twisting doesn’t help either because Dennis simply applies more pressure to his points of contact.
I’m gasping for air as the world begins to close in on me and Max pulls his cock out of his pants.
His hand pumps his thick cock as he gazes at my lips with a smirk.
“See, when I see a pretty girl, I find I do have to do this,” he growls. “I want to see your eyes well with tears and the light dim around you. I need to remind you that there’s nothing good in the world for you because no one fucking cares if you live or die.”
I am so focused on his words, I miss his fist flying at my face until it’s hitting me. Pain explodes across my senses as I cry out, and his fingers squeeze my jaw until I have to open my mouth or experience him breaking it. I’ve never been hit with a fist before.
People have slapped me, but this is my first encounter with being punched. I can say it fucking sucks. In many ways, I’ve been sheltered because I used to make others money from my face and body. It was protected at all costs or no one would want to fuck me.
That’s no longer the case as my eyes roll back and my mind feels scrambled as Max forces my mouth open wider so he can shove his cock into my mouth. My gag reflex is strong as there’s no reason for me to attempt to suppress it and Dennis holds me tightly as Max fucks my face.
Everything around me smells like the garbage juice at the bottom of a trash can and sewage. I can taste burnt rubber as the alpha pushes his cock deeper down my throat, and his groan pushes Dennis to lean down and growl in my ear.
“You’re not screaming anymore,” he whispers.
The smell of stale coffee fills my senses and the nameless alpha moves toward me and rips my shirt open.
He’s the one who has been quiet all of this time.
His short, spiked dark hair is almost as dark as his eyes, and his lips twist with a strange sort of amusement as he watches me.
Despair fills me despite my will to fight, and I find myself wondering if I’m going to be able to get out of this in one piece.
Flicking open a knife, the alpha without a name drags it down my skin, and I can feel blood beginning to bead up. Terror rips through me, and I whimper despite the fact that I know that’s what they want.
Max pumps his cock twice more in my mouth before he comes. I choke on it because I’m not ready for his cum, and it overfills my mouth to dribble down my chin and neck.
Teeth clamp on my throat, pulling a scream from me as the nameless alpha quickly takes his place where Max was and he pulls his dick out next.
“Keep her screaming and I’ll return the favor,” he grunts. “We’ve got to keep this moving or we’ll get caught.”
His intense gaze is all I can see before he’s pushing his way into my mouth. His fingers keep me from biting him as they clamp on my jaw, and Dennis continues to find places to bite me.
Bites mean something to omegas, and I scream because even though they hurt, Dennis could also force a bond he has no control over. I can feel my body fighting each one of them, and he snarls in annoyance.
“Are you too good for me, bitch?” he growls in my ear. Tears blind me as I sob, and he continues to hurt me to keep me screaming as his friend has his fun.
My skin is covered in blood, cum, and alpha bites by the time his friend blows his load.
“Wouldn’t it be fun if we could keep her?” he asks. “No one would know, and we’d be able to bite her until she accepts us. This would be so much easier than dating.”
“No,” I sob. “No, please!”
My stomach chooses this moment to evacuate the food I ate earlier as it mixes with the vile cum I couldn’t help but swallow, and the alpha jumps out of the way as I begin throwing up.
“Oh, it wouldn’t be that bad,” Max laughs, opening my bag and starting to rifle through it.
Somehow, I lost it during my fight, and all I can do is watch helplessly as he empties out my meager possessions.
“Guys, I think she’s homeless. We’d definitely be doing the city a favor by taking her for ourselves.
Oh, look. Some water. Let’s clean out her mouth before you fuck her face, Dennis. ”
“Who's the gentleman now?” Dennis laughs cruelly. “She’s fighting my marks and it’s pissing me the fuck off.”
“She can’t fight us all,” Max grunts, waiting for me to finish throwing up. “Move her back, man. You don’t want to step in her puke.”
Dennis pulls me back by my hair, ignoring my cries of pain until he’s happy with where I am. Max forces me to drink water, ignoring when some of it overflows my mouth.
“I want to keep her,” Dennis grunts. “Jai, you’re up. Hold her for me.”
I feel as if a nail is being hammered into a coffin as Jai doesn’t complain about Dennis using his name.
“Stop. You don’t have to do this,” I whisper, my eyes blinking to clear my eyesight as the previously nameless man smirks at me.
There’s no remorse in Jai’s eyes as he puts his cock away and he moves to where Dennis is. His grip is tight on my neck and wrists as he gets into position, and I can feel him adding to my collection of bruises.
“You’re about to have it so fucking good, girl,” he murmurs in my ear. “A bed to sleep on, food, and really good dick.”
“I’d rather sleep in the streets than let you touch me,” I snarl.
Please, just snap my neck. He could do it.
His hands are huge and the feel of one of them as he tightens it around my throat makes me shiver.
I can see the tattoos that crawl up his arms, and I memorize them despite the fact that there’s no one who will care if he hurts me.
I would much rather be dead than their play toy.
I’ve survived too much to have this happen.
“You keep that spark,” he chuckles, watching as Dennis walks in front of me to pull his pants down enough so he can pull out his dick.
“You’re going to need it when you’re tied to our bed.
We live in the middle of nowhere. You can scream all you want, and no one will hear you.
I can't wait to teach you some goddamned manners.”
My eyesight swims as much from lack of oxygen as fear as he squeezes my throat. Dennis paints my lips with his precum before stretching my lips around the crown of his cock, sneering as I attempt to pull away.
“None of that,” he murmurs. “We’re going to make you ours. There’s only so long you can hold out before the bites take. You’ll be our fucking omega. My mom would love to have a grandkid.”
His words fill me with so much horror I stop fighting as he shoves himself into my mouth.
“Barefoot and pregnant sound fun to you?” Jai asks. He squeezes my wrists to make me cry out, and Dennis grins as his hips piston in and out of my mouth. Everything smells wrong.
The feel of a knife up my skin makes me whine, and I realize Max has it now.
“Jai isn’t the only one who likes to play with knives, pretty girl,” he whispers in my ear. “I can’t wait to make you bleed…”
Jai bites my shoulder as Dennis fucks my face and Max cuts my bra so my breasts burst free. Together, Jai and Max make me scream for Dennis, even if there’s no sound. It’s enough to appease Dennis even as black dots paint across my vision.
I drift in a mixture of pain and helplessness, barely noticing when Max leaves his friends.
I’m too scared to be turned on in any way, but I’m afraid of what will happen if they manage to take me from the alley. My body has been groomed to slick for alphas, and I’m not on any kind of suppressant. They’re too expensive for me to get, and there aren’t any resources for omegas here.
They’re a luxury, not a need according to Georgia, which means I’m shit out of luck.
I’ve been lucky enough not to have a heat yet. Clara kept me on suppressants, but I know the effects of them can’t last forever. If I’m with these men for long enough, my body will fail me.
Dennis grunts as he jerks off toward the end and comes on my tits.
“Did Max leave to get the car?” he asks, breathing hard as he fixes his pants. “We’re definitely pressing our luck staying any longer.”
Jai continues to restrict my airflow and my body begins to fight for air as I convulse against his tight hold.
“Yeah, he did. Shh, it’s okay. Just let go, baby. We’re going to treat you so good. I can’t have you fighting in the car. We didn’t bring any restraints,” he murmurs.
“Fuck, I guess we need to get our bedroom ready for her,” Dennis grunts, impassively watching me. “She won’t last much longer. Her eyes are already going glassy and unfocused. That’s it. Time to go night night…”
Darkness covers my vision as I listen to them talk about me as if I’m not here, and then there’s nothing at all.
Consciousness comes back to me slowly and I whimper because my head hurts.
When I try to move my arms, I find that I can’t, and my eyes fly open.
My ears ring as my blood pressure spikes and I twist and turn my head to find that my wrists are tied tightly above my head.
Upon trying to move my legs, I find those are tied at my ankles and I begin to pant with fear.
I’m laying on a mattress that reeks of the alphas who took me, and there’s one bright bulb lit up above me while the window shows it's completely dark out. The sun was already setting when they began following me, and I can’t tell how long I’ve been passed out.
I’m struggling to get my emotions in control as I take in how fucked I am, and a couple of exploratory yanks on my bound wrists tell me I am in a lot of trouble.
My stomach feels achy and I’m stripped naked outside of my panties. Goosebumps cover my exposed skin and my forehead wrinkles as I try to process things.
There’s dried blood on my skin no one cleaned off, and the remnants of Dennis’ cum is still streaked across my breasts. I can also feel cum caked on my neck and chin, and I shudder in revulsion.
Fuck, this is so bad.