Chapter 12
Jendra
I knelt there on the cold laboratory floor, trembling and crying, my punished bottom radiating heat. Through my tears, I saw Alpha move toward the containment sphere, his hands beginning to manipulate the purple field.
“Wait,” Dr. Nagalan said sharply. “We need to establish parameters before releasing him. Monitoring equipment, physical constraints—”
“We don’t have time for anything like ideal preparation,” Alpha said grimly. “He’s demonstrated he can cause Jendra significant harm through their connection. We need to negotiate before he does worse.”
I watched through blurred vision as Alpha and Beta worked together, their hands working in complex movements that seemed somehow both chaotic and ordered—as if they were responding to invisible currents and redirecting them.
The expression on Beta’s gorgeous face looked serene, his eyes open but perhaps not seeing the same reality I did, or maybe seeing that, but also much more.
I had the overwhelming feeling, with a certainty that sent a shiver up my spine, that the motions of those huge blue hands actually didn’t represent anything but a sort of metaphor: Beta was using his forearms, his wrists, his palms, his fingers to help him shape the things he perceived at the level of pure consciousness.
The purple sphere began to shimmer and fade.
Within it, I could see Omega’s massive form beginning to move, his black eyes opening.
My heart pounded against my ribs. He was about to be free.
And I was still kneeling here, naked and vulnerable, with my bottom burning from the spanking he had forced me to give myself.
Part of me wanted to run. To flee from this laboratory and never look back.
But a deeper part—the part that terrified me most—wanted to crawl to him. To press my lips to his feet and beg his forgiveness for keeping him waiting.
The containment field dissolved completely. Omega rose from the gurney and stood at full height, his obsidian skin seeming to absorb the laboratory’s harsh light. His enormous cock was already hardening as his gaze fixed on me.
“Much better,” he said, his voice resonating through the room with that unsettling harmonic quality. “Now we can have a proper conversation.”
Beta positioned himself between Omega and me, his posture protective despite the obvious strain in his expression. Alpha flanked him, both brothers clearly ready to reinstate the containment field at a moment’s notice.
“You will not touch her,” Beta said, his voice carrying an edge I hadn’t heard before. “That’s the first condition.”
Omega smiled, revealing those perfect white teeth. “For now, I agree. Though we both know she wants me to touch her. Don’t you, little cunt?”
My mouth opened before I could stop it. “Yes, Master.”
The words came out in a whisper, but everyone heard them. Shame flooded through me, hot and consuming.
“You see?” Omega spread his hands in a gesture of mock innocence. “Fully consensual.”
“That’s not consent,” Alpha said sharply. “That’s manipulation through whatever mental influence you possess via the quantum entanglement.”
“Is there really a difference?” Omega circled slowly, like a predator assessing its territory.
“Her deepest desires shaped me. I am what she truly wants, buried beneath all that Hippolytan conditioning. When I make her speak, I’m simply helping her give voice to truths she’s too ashamed to admit on her own. ”
“You’re a parasite,” Beta growled. “Using her vulnerability against her.”
“I prefer to think of myself as a liberator.” Omega’s black eyes gleamed with amusement. “But semantics aside, let’s discuss the practical matters. You need me contained. I need access to my anchor.” He gestured toward me. “And she needs what only I can give her.”
I felt my forehead crease very hard. I didn’t want it to be true, but Omega’s words drew a shameful response from my body: I felt the wetness from my bare pussy start to drip down my thigh.
Alpha and Beta exchanged looks, as if skeptical of their dark cousin’s claims.
Omega chuckled. “Just look at the cunt juices running down the little whore’s legs, if you doubt me.
It’s not fit for polite Magisterian, let alone Hippolytan society, perhaps, but she needs my cock in her very badly—and I must admit that I need it too.
If I can’t climax regularly as a result of her submission to my dominant pleasure, things will start to rupture at a quantum level. ”
My eyes went wide as I looked at my horrible master, then at Alpha and Beta, then at Dr. Nagalan. The three of them had huddled up as soon as they heard what Omega had said.
“You’re thinking you can rid yourself of me by preventing that,” my master said, his voice taking on a hard edge of warning.
“Alas, that would bring about the harm to my little cunt that you seem so intent on preventing. I would be cast back into the quantum void, yes. My cunt would be left with a shattered psyche from the sudden disconnection. None of us wants that, do we?”
I felt sick. Was that true? Would losing the connection to Omega damage my mind permanently?
“He’s lying,” Beta said, though uncertainty flickered across his features. “Trying to manipulate us.”
“Am I?” Omega moved closer to me, though he stopped just outside Beta’s reach. “Tell them, Jendra. Tell them what you feel through our bond.”
Against my will, words formed. “I can feel him. Always. Like… like a hook in my chest, pulling. When he’s far away, it hurts. When he’s close, it…” I trailed off, unable to finish.
“It feels good,” Omega completed for me. “It feels right. Because I am her master, and she is my property. The universe itself recognizes this truth through our quantum connection.”
“Enough.” Alpha’s voice carried absolute authority.
“Here are our terms. You will remain in this facility under constant surveillance. You will not attempt to escape or to harm anyone. You will not manipulate Jendra’s nervous system without explicit permission from us.
In exchange, we will allow supervised proximity to maintain the entanglement. ”
“And the matter of using my property’s holes?” Omega asked with infuriating casualness. “I just told you, I need to put my cock in her regularly.”
“Not happening,” Beta said flatly.
Omega’s expression darkened. I felt a spike of anger through our connection, and my pussy clenched in response. The sensation was confusing—fear and arousal tangled together inextricably.
“Then we have a problem,” Omega said softly. “Because denying me access to what is mine will only make me more… creative in finding other ways to assert my dominance. You’ve seen what I can make her do to herself. Imagine what else I might try.”
The threat hung in the air. I saw Beta’s jaw clench, saw the way his hands curled into fists.
“There has to be another solution,” Dr. Nagalan said. “Some way to weaken the entanglement, or to shield Jendra from his influence—”
“There isn’t,” Omega interrupted. “I am woven into her consciousness at the quantum level. The only way to remove me is to destroy her mind in the process. Or, as I mentioned, to kill her entirely.”
He smiled at me, and despite everything, I felt my body respond with shameful heat.
“So you see, gentlemen, I’m afraid you’re stuck with me. The question is whether we can reach an accommodation that minimizes suffering—or whether I’ll need to demonstrate just how much pain I can inflict through our connection to convince you I’m serious.”
I knelt there, trembling, caught between terror and horrible, inexplicable longing. My punished bottom still throbbed. My pussy still ached with need. And somewhere deep inside, buried beneath layers of shame and fear, a voice whispered that maybe Omega was right.
Maybe I had created exactly what I wanted after all.
I watched Beta move closer to Alpha, lean in to tell his brother something quietly.
The intent look on his face made my heart ache: this magnificent creature—the opposite of Omega in so many ways—had decided to devote all his effort and all his energy to helping me out of the horrendous pit I had dug for myself and the galaxy. Alpha nodded, said something in reply.
Beta turned back toward Omega.
“Does the phrase jerk off mean anything to you?” he asked.
My heart skipped a beat at the expression that appeared on my master’s ebony face. For the first time since he had appeared in the basement of my school, he looked less than completely sure of himself.
“It wouldn’t, I suppose,” Beta continued. “Your knowledge of the universe comes from Jendra’s, doesn’t it? Jendra’s had so little contact with boys that she’s never heard the phrase. It’s an old slang term for male masturbation.”
I couldn’t take my eyes off Omega as his face somehow seemed to grow even darker.
“That’s not acceptable,” he said. “My little cunt must submit to me.”
Dr. Nagalan seemed to have understood what Beta had in mind.
“Physical contact isn’t necessary for submission,” he said dryly. “I think there may be a helpful basis here for building trust.”
“We want to protect Jendra,” Alpha contributed. “We’re concerned that physical contact between you and her presents risks we haven’t yet assessed. Show us you can accommodate that parameter.”
I had lost the thread of the conversation, and I couldn’t take it anymore: they were talking about me—my body, my mind, my continued existence. I looked desperately at Beta, and found he had his own eyes fixed on me.
“What?” I demanded. “What are you… what are you talking about?”
“I, too, would like to know,” Omega said. I heard a frustration in his voice that surprised me almost as much as his incomprehension had, a few moments before.
Beta looked directly at me, his expression grave but also oddly gentle.
“Jendra, what I’m proposing is a compromise.
Omega claims he needs to achieve sexual release while dominating you.
We’re not willing to allow physical contact yet.
So I’m suggesting he pleasure himself manually while you submit to him from a distance. ”
I felt my face burn even hotter than it already was. Omega would… would touch his own enormous cock while I watched? While I submitted somehow without him touching me?
“That’s degrading,” Omega snarled. “I don’t pleasure myself like some pathetic human adolescent. I fuck my property.”
“Then we have no deal,” Beta said flatly.
I watched Omega’s face, saw the war of emotions there. His black eyes flickered between Beta and me, and I felt something through our connection—not just anger, but something else. Need?
“Fine,” he finally spat. “I’ll demonstrate my willingness to negotiate. But this is temporary. A gesture of good faith, nothing more.”
Alpha moved closer to Dr. Nagalan, and I heard him murmur, “I think he’s becoming desperate. He needs to orgasm while dominating her at regular intervals. The entanglement requires it.”
Dr. Nagalan nodded thoughtfully. “Fascinating. We’re learning enormous amounts about him every moment. The quantum bond may not just be psychological—it could have physical manifestations that create actual bodily needs in both parties.”
I felt a strange mixture of relief and worry wash through me.
Relief that maybe there was a scientific explanation for all of this, that maybe they could find a way to help me.
But worry too, because part of me—that dark, shameful part—wanted to protect Omega.
Wanted to make sure he got what he needed. Because he was my master, and I…
No. I couldn’t think that way.
But then I felt it—that pull again, stronger than before.
My body moved without my permission, my hands going to the floor as I began to crawl toward the spot where the containment sphere had been.
I couldn’t stop myself. My knees scraped against the cold laboratory floor as I moved closer to where Omega stood.
“Oh, Master,” I heard myself say, my voice dreamy and distant, as if I were in a trance. “Please let me watch you make your beautiful penis feel good. Please.”
The words horrified me even as they left my lips. I was begging to watch him masturbate. Begging for the privilege of witnessing his pleasure.
Omega’s expression shifted to one of dark satisfaction. “Turn around,” he commanded, his voice carrying that terrible authority that made my pussy clench. “Display your cunt and your asshole to your master. Show me what belongs to me.”