Chapter 11
Beta
Not since my poor wife had died two years ago had I felt anything like the mixture of emotions that occupied my heart as I watched Jendra helplessly playing with herself. I steadied my thoughts, forcing my mind back to the crisis at hand.
Dr. Nagalan, the senior scientist who had been observing, stepped forward.
His gray hair was trimmed close to his skull, and his dark eyes seemed to assess the situation in its entirety with every glance.
“Can you find a way to secure him without preventing him from speaking?” he asked, looking between Alpha and me.
Alpha frowned, his blue skin darkening slightly with concentration. “I think we probably can, eventually. But it will take a good deal of research. The quantum mechanics involved in selectively suppressing his physical manifestation while allowing some kind of direct communication are… complex.”
“We need to find a way to communicate with him now, however crude,” I said, feeling the urgency of the situation pressing down on me. Jendra was still on her knees, her hands working frantically, tears streaming down her flushed face. “We can’t wait for a perfect solution.”
I turned toward the containment sphere, toward that dark, motionless figure suspended within its purple glow.
“Omega,” I called out, my voice carrying across the laboratory. “Can you hear me?”
The response was immediate—but it didn’t come from Omega.
Jendra let out an unmistakable scream of pure pleasure, her body arching backward as if struck by lightning. Her hands flew away from her body for a moment before returning with even more desperate urgency.
“He’s—oh, powers—he’s touching me!” she gasped, her voice breaking. “Inside! He’s… he’s… it’s like he’s touching my pussy and my anus from the inside… oh, please… no…”
I felt my jaw clench as understanding dawned. “He’s interfacing with her nervous system directly,” Alpha said, confirming my suspicion. “Through their quantum entanglement.”
Jendra’s masturbation became even more frantic, her hips bucking as she pleasured herself before the assembled witnesses. I watched, transfixed despite myself, as she pushed two fingers into her anus, sobbing with need.
“Jendra,” I said, keeping my voice as gentle as I could manage. “Can you tell me what’s happening inside your mind?”
She looked up at me, her green eyes glazed with overwhelming sensation, her face crimson with shame and arousal. Her hands never stopped their lewd work.
“Images,” she gasped out between ragged breaths.
“He’s… he’s filling my head with images.
Or… or… it almost feels like… like he’s making me make the pictures.
I can see… oh, powers… I can see him… my master…
my… my Omega fucking me. Oh, no… so… so hard…
He’s taking my virginity… while I… while I scream.
And then… then Alpha… and then you… you, Beta.
All of you. Using me. Fucking my mouth, my pussy, my bottom.
All at once. Over and over. I can’t… I can’t stop seeing it… ”
Her words sent an unwanted surge of arousal through me.
I found myself unable to look away from her—the way her small breasts heaved with each breath, the way her fingers worked between her legs and in her bottom, the expression of helpless need on her face.
Her hips moved forward and back, grinding her clit against her middle two fingertips and then impaling herself anally on her other hand’s digits like a vision of helpless, wanton lust. She was beautiful in her abandon, and the sight stirred something in me that I had thought died with my wife.
I nearly lost my train of thought entirely.
Then Jendra’s climax hit her like a physical blow. She cried out, her whole body convulsing, her fingers buried deep in both her openings as waves of pleasure crashed through her. The orgasm seemed to go on forever, each aftershock making her whimper and shake.
When it finally subsided, she collapsed forward onto her hands and knees, gasping for breath.
I looked at the containment sphere, at Omega’s frozen form, and felt certainty settle in my chest.
“I think Omega can hear us,” I said grimly.
Jendra
My eyes had fixed themselves on the hard, sterile floor of the lab.
I couldn’t raise them. The rest of my body demonstrated even less willingness to put itself under my control.
My pussy kept clenching, rhythmic pulses that seemed to have a will of their own.
I couldn’t stop my hips from moving with each contraction, rolling forward and back as if I were riding something—someone.
That enormous phantom cock I knew I needed so desperately.
Heat blazed across my face, spreading down my neck to my chest. My body had betrayed me completely.
Beta must be disgusted. Just like Ms. Opalin would be if she could see me now—on my hands and knees in this sterile laboratory, having just masturbated in front of everyone while begging to service my master.
To my astonishment, Beta crouched down beside me. His large hand settled on my shoulder, warm and steady.
“Don’t be frightened,” he said, his voice low and soothing. “And don’t be ashamed. Omega is doing this to you.”
A sob broke from my chest. I shook my head, still unable to meet his eyes.
“He told me,” I managed to say between gasps. “Omega told me he can’t make me do anything I don’t, deep down, want to do.”
Beta’s hand moved in slow circles on my back, the touch somehow both calming and electrifying.
“That matches what we know about nervous system manipulation,” he said gently. “But Jendra, you need to consider something important. We don’t always want the same things in the same ways.”
I finally looked up at him, confused.
“Omega is taking advantage of a very vulnerable moment in your life,” Beta continued.
“Yes, these desires exist within you. But he’s amplifying them, distorting them, using them against you.
The difference between wanting to submit to a strong man who cares for you and being forced into degradation by a malevolent entity—that difference matters. ”
His words penetrated the fog of shame and arousal clouding my mind. I felt fresh tears spill down my cheeks.
“Come here,” Beta said.
He helped me to my feet, and then, before I could fully process what was happening, he gathered me into his arms. I found myself cradled against his broad chest, his blue skin warm through the fabric of his uniform.
One arm supported my back, the other beneath my knees, holding my naked body as if I weighed nothing.
Safety. That was the first thing I felt. For the first time since I had summoned Omega, I felt safe.
But then other feelings intruded. To my dismay, I found myself wishing Beta would touch my breasts. That his hand would slide down to cup my bottom, to squeeze and fondle the way Omega had. That his fingers would slip between my legs to feel how wet I still was.
The wishes intensified. I wanted Beta to take me over his knee. To spank me for the lewd display I had just put on, to punish my naughty bottom until I cried and begged for mercy. To discipline me the way a good girl needed to be disciplined.
A whimper escaped my throat. Without meaning to, I rubbed myself against him, pressing my naked body more firmly into his hold. I felt it then—the unmistakable hardness of his erection through his clothes. His huge cock, rigid because of me.
Pride and embarrassment warred inside me. I had aroused him. This magnificent being found me desirable even in my degradation.
Then, suddenly, my body went rigid in Beta’s arms. Ice flooded through my veins as I realized what was happening.
Omega.
Words formed in my mind, and my mouth opened to speak them against my conscious will.
“Don’t even think about it, you weakling.”
No. No, please—
“Beta. Yes, exactly—except that your so-called Alpha is just as weak as you are.”
Beta took a step back, his expression shifting from concern to alarm. His arms released me, and I found myself standing on unsteady legs.
Inside, chaos reigned. I wanted Beta to hold me again. More than that—I wanted him to spank me, to deflower me, to use me as he pleased. I could imagine his blue cock filling my virgin pussy, stretching me open, claiming me.
But I also wanted Omega. Wanted him to demonstrate his strength by thrusting that enormous black cock into me. Wanted to crawl to him in the containment sphere and beg to suck him. Wanted to feel his seed covering my skin again.
I wanted to cuddle with Beta. Wanted to take his blue cock in my mouth very reverently, taste him, make him feel so good he pushed my head down… found his release… gave me the gift of his essence inside me.
The desires crashed together in my mind, impossible to reconcile. But on the outside, I could only stand there, looking from Beta to the containment sphere and back again.
“Are we speaking to Omega now?” Alpha asked, his voice tight with tension.
More words forced themselves out of my mouth.
“Yes, weak little brother. I’ve worked out how to make this little whore say my words for me.”
The last words emerged as a sob of humiliation. My pussy clenched hard, and I felt fresh moisture gathering between my thighs.
“Fascinating,” Dr. Nagalan murmured, though his clinical tone couldn’t quite mask his concern. “The quantum entanglement apparently allows for direct neural control.”
I stood frozen, a puppet on invisible strings, while tears streamed down my face. Omega had taken even my voice from me. And the worst part—the absolutely worst part—was that my body responded to his domination with shameful arousal, my nipples hardening as my pussy throbbed with need.
Omega spoke through me again. I had no idea how it could feel so awful and so arousing at the same time, to speak his cruel, lewd thoughts.
“Now, shall we negotiate? This girl, with her sweet, wet, virgin cunt represents a weak point for me… but she also represents a weak point for you, doesn’t she? I need her, and you won’t harm her.”
Horror flooded through me as I understood what Omega was saying.
If the Magisterians wanted to eliminate him, all they had to do was kill me.
One quick execution, and Omega’s anchor to this dimension would be severed.
His quantum entanglement with my consciousness was the only thing keeping him here.
They could just kill me.
The thought should have terrified me. Instead, I felt a strange calm settle over my racing mind. At least then this nightmare would end.
But I could see on Beta’s face that he would never allow it. Neither would Alpha. Whatever threat Omega posed, they weren’t willing to murder an innocent girl to stop him.
My mouth opened again, Omega’s words continuing to flow.
“Perhaps we can work out a framework for negotiation. I will promise to remain here on Magisteria if you will release this inconvenient stasis field. You may imprison me however you like, as long as my little cunt is nearby.”
The degrading words burned as they left my lips.
“She can hardly do otherwise, as you’ve seen. Once we have this framework in place, we’ll discuss how and when I’ll be allowed to use her mouth, vagina, and anus the way I’m sure you’ll agree she so badly needs.”
I watched Alpha and Beta exchange a long look before turning to confer with Dr. Nagalan in low voices. Their expressions were grave, troubled. I stood there, naked and trembling, unable to move or speak of my own volition.
Inside my mind, I could feel Omega’s presence growing restless. Impatient. The sensation was like insects crawling beneath my skin.
Then, without warning, an irresistible compulsion seized my body.
I bent forward at the waist and brought both hands back to strike my own bottom.
The first slap sent a sharp crack echoing through the laboratory. Pain bloomed across my right cheek.
“No!” I cried out, even as my hands came down again, harder this time.
I couldn’t stop. My palms struck my already tender flesh again and again, the impacts growing more forceful with each blow. The pain intensified rapidly, moving from sting to burn to genuine agony.
“Please!” I screamed, my hands continuing their merciless assault on my own backside. “Please, make it stop!”
Tears streamed down my face as I spanked myself with brutal force. My bottom felt like it was on fire, each new strike sending jolts of pain through my entire body. I was sobbing now, my cries becoming screams as the punishment continued.
“Fine!” Beta’s voice cut through my agony, and the anger in it made my pussy clench even through the pain.
“But we’ll put you back in the stasis field if you show any sign of trying to escape, or to harm anyone—Jendra included.
Jendra’s suffering is unacceptable to us, as you’ve observed.
But the suffering of the entire galaxy is just as great a consideration. ”
My hands fell to my sides immediately. I collapsed to my knees, gasping and sobbing, my bottom throbbing with pain. The relief of being able to stop was so intense I nearly fainted.
Beta continued, his voice tight with barely controlled fury. “And there’s no chance we’ll let you have sex with Jendra, of any kind, if there’s the slightest possibility that it’s not fully consensual.”