Chapter 39 #2
A slap across the face wakes me up and I groan as I open my eyes. I’m naked and sitting in a steel chair. Fuck, where are my clothes? What the fuck is going on?
“Hello, Troy. I hope you’re smarter than you look.”
The woman with eyes that remind me of the depths of hell stands before me in a semi dark room. There are no windows and a lamp or two are lit to allow me to see her face. Thick strips of duct tape keeps my lips pressed together to silence me, the shit of nightmares.
“Mmph.”
“Oh yeah, oops. Oh well, I don’t need you to speak,” she giggles. She has a childlike voice, and there’s someone beside her with a clipboard. What the fuck is going on?
“Avery,” the woman with a blonde bun and sensible clothes says. “You’re ovulating. We need to start if you want a baby.”
“Oh. Yeah. Thanks, Tina. I got a little excited. You’re going to give me a baby, Troy! I want a boy who won’t have any trouble navigating the world. Being a woman is hard, and my baby will always get what they want.”
“All you have to do is come, Troy. How hard you make that is up to you,” Tina adds.
I kick my legs out, despite being tied to the chair, and someone shoves it back toward the ground when it threatens to tip. It’s hard to figure out how many people are in here, but there’s at least one goon.
“Nooomph!”
Over my goddamned body. I’m not giving her shit.
“I didn’t say you had a choice,” Avery says. “Your dick is going to get hard either way. It’s kind of sad at the moment.”
I hope my dick shrivels up and never gets hard again. I’m not giving this woman a goddamned kid. I’ve heard my pack tell me horror stories about her.
“Does Alisa talk about me at all?” she asks, taking a syringe from her assistant. “I enjoyed watching her scream when Clara branded her. We didn’t get enough time to play together. Ugh, I miss that alpha bitch. I’m kind of sad she’s dead. She taught me what I know about the auction business.”
“Your business is bigger than what Clara had,” Tina grins proudly. “We’re expanding.”
“That’s true. It’s almost bigger than my pharmaceutical company. Don’t let him move too much, Bart. I need to get this just right…”
I fight even harder as the man behind me pins my thighs to the chair.
I buck and throw my weight around, but the sting of the needle pushing into my knot is excruciating.
I scream behind the tape, my wrists pulling against the handcuffs keeping them behind my back.
They pinch since they’re way too tight, but that’s nothing compared to the realization that I may not get out of this.
No one knows where I am, and Avery is counting on that.
“We’ll give that a little time to work,” she murmurs. “I knew you’d go see your boss if a certain photo began making the rounds. Your ex-wife had a lot of photos of your dick. I have to say I wasn’t expecting the piercing. It kind of makes me want to do this the old fashioned way.”
“It may not take if you fuck him,” Tina reminds her. “I’ll jerk him off, collect the semen, and then implant it. So much less messy. I bought you a new vibrator, and we can choose an alpha from the next auction for you to play with once you’re pregnant. Then we can decide what to do with the jock.”
“The vibrators are fun,” Avery giggles.
My eyes are wide and angry as I listen to her. Who actually sold the photo to the media? At this point, it doesn’t actually matter, but there are more questions building with her every word.
“Your ex-wife is a bitch,” Tina says. “I hung out with her at a party a couple of weeks ago in Augusta. She’s newly packless and looking for some fun. She found it alright.”
“Tina is the best assistant,” Avery sighs happily. “Oh look! We have life!”
“It’s a really juicy cock,” Tina says, her eyes on my dick. “No wonder Ella was obsessed with it.”
They keep talking about her in the past tense, and I don’t understand why. She hasn’t called Lyle in a while, and I just figured she was busy planning to ruin my life after she released the dick photos.
“All that pretty hair. I don’t know if it’s dyed or not, but it made her sell for a shit ton of money. Redheads always do,” Avery says. “Your new format for omega hunting is fucking epic.”
Ella was constantly changing her hair color. She joked that it made her feel like a new person. My thoughts are spiraling, thinking about what all this could mean, and going nowhere good.
“Speaking of which, I need to go see if anyone has messaged me lately. There’s an epidemic of lonely omegas. It makes things so easy,” Tina shrugs. “Yell if you need me, Avery.”
She slips out of the room and Avery smiles sweetly at the guard behind me.
“I should be good now, Bart. You can go.”
“Yes, Miss Avery.”
As soon as the door closes again, she claps her hands.
“I’m going to make the best mommy! My mom tried, but she couldn’t protect me from everything. It’s too bad you won’t be around to see it, Troy. We’ll keep you until I know I’m pregnant and then I’ll sell you abroad. Did you know I can make so much more money this way?!”
Her squeal hurts my ears, and I groan as my dick twitches as if it’s interested. I can tell you I am absolutely not attracted to this demon. She’s not Alisa and never will be. Fuck.
Why is this happening again? I don’t have great genes. While I’m healthy, I’m pretty sure there’s heart disease somewhere in my family tree. Narcissism runs rampant too.
“Your last health check-up was perfect, Troy. Mitch made sure to get me those. I love working with him, even though he doesn’t know anything about me, other than my voice.
The digital age makes things so much easier,” she continues, playing with my hair.
I shake my head violently to get her off, my nostrils flaring in anger.
I’ve never hit a woman before, but I want to twist until her head pops off.
My pack has made me bloodthirsty. She deserves it though. She sold my ex-wife at auction and what? How does she know she’s dead?
“Mitch lets me send him new drugs to test, and in exchange, I got to see the video of it in action. So many hot jocks fucking was great for my libido, ya know? I used to have a hot boyfriend, but someone killed him. After that, I decided to become a mommy so someone will always love me,” she explains. “Wow. Your cock is so pretty, Troy.”
My cock is standing at attention and precum is sliding down it.
Dead puppies, my dead grandma in a bikini, Coach Hyde’s hairy asshole. Nope. I’m still fucking hard.
“Yew cwunt!” I scream, knowing she probably won’t understand me.
“That isn’t very nice to say to the future mother of your child, is it?
” she asks, dragging her finger up the length of my cock to collect the drops of precum.
She sticks it into her mouth and sucks hard to lick it all up, moaning softly.
Her hand drops to her side with a determined look I instantly hate.
What the fuck is she thinking about? “On second thought…I should do some of the work, don’t you think?
Tina! I want to suck his dick! Can you collect the fun goo at the end? ”
“It’s cum, Avery! Start sucking, and I’ll be there in a second. Make sure to put your hair up.”
“They say you can’t hire good help,” Avery says, dragging her long locks up into a high ponytail. “They’re wrong. Tina is my best friend, business partner, secretary, and anything else I need.”
She drops to her knees with a wide grin, and I scream as bile threatens to crawl up my throat.
“It’s too bad you won’t be able to fuck me back, but I understand,” she says, leaning forward to suck on the crown of my cock.
Saliva and precum makes her lips shiny as she pops off it with a moan.
“Ella was a fucking idiot for throwing you away. This dick is worth whatever issues she had with you. If it makes you feel better, the Russian who bought her broke her neck while he was fucking her. We’re friends and he sent me a photo. Maybe I’ll show it to you.”
I know I wanted to kill Ella and was willing to let my pack do it, but this is different. I can’t keep the bile back and lose the battle as Avery goes down on me. Karma is a lie. Everything they tell you about being a good person is bullshit.
Otherwise, this wouldn’t be happening right now. I hope my pack can’t feel this. Closing my eyes, I shut the bonds down in my mind. I don’t want them to know.