Chapter 21
Jendra
I should have felt satisfied. Fulfilled. Complete. Above all, Beta calling me his little cunt should have dissolved the remaining entanglement with Omega. Somewhere inside me I knew that my new master meant to do precisely that.
And it didn’t feel artificial, either; Beta had done precisely what needed to be done to reclaim me with a true, real, loving kind of dominance.
Is that all, though? asked a voice inside me, and in the quiet of my post-orgasmic bliss I could hear its words much too clearly.
I pretended to sleep. I didn’t exactly realize that was what I was doing until the second time Beta said my name, his own voice sounding sleepy—so surprisingly sleepy that it actually startled me into greater wakefulness.
Even as I decided not to answer, and I understood that for some reason I wanted to deceive my new master, I had the definite impression that if Beta hadn’t said my name a second time, I would have fallen asleep in truth.
As I waited in the darkness for him to succumb to his exhaustion, I felt sure that whatever I did now would be Beta’s fault, for saying my name and then falling asleep.
Part of me knew I had chosen not to think straight. Another part answered, Trying to think straight is what got you here, Jendra. And you thought this was the answer, didn’t you? But…
I lay there in Beta’s arms, listening as his breathing deepened and slowed into the steady rhythm of sleep.
The massive blue alien who had just claimed every part of my body with such thorough dominance now held me gently, protectively, as if I were something precious.
The wayward creation of my own dark desires would never have held me this way.
I should have felt safe. I should have felt grateful. Any normal girl would feel those things, given what she’d done. But…
Instead, I felt the pull.
You’re not normal, are you? You’ll never be normal.
It sounded, or it felt like it sounded… seemed to sound… like a whisper at the edge of my consciousness.
It felt… sounded… seemed so terribly familiar, now.
A tug that made my stomach, and then—much worse—my no-longer-virgin pussy, clench with horrible, wickedly pleasurable recognition.
It’s the quantum bond. It’s still there, despite everything Beta did and made me do. Despite the ceremony, the punishment, the thorough fucking that should have erased Omega from my mind completely.
He’s still there, I realized with a mixture of horror and lewd, hot, wayward need. Down there, in my poor punished, enjoyed, overused pussy… my no-longer-virgin… what had Beta called it? My newly fucked cunny… that word that somehow seemed even more degrading than cunt.
Even to think it, to turn it over in my mind, made my face blaze with heat in the darkness, as the now-open sheath seemed to glow even hotter. I should have had enough domination down there for days, at least. But… was that all?
Beta didn’t replace Omega. He just… pushed him back.
I closed my eyes and without consciously willing it I reached out with my mind, following the thought deeper into myself, pursuing my connection to the energy being I had summoned.
It felt wrong to do it—a betrayal of Beta’s trust, of everything he’d just given me.
But I couldn’t stop myself. I needed to know if… if there was more.
The bond led me down, down through layers of consciousness I hadn’t thought I could ever have possessed. I passed the place where Beta’s gentle dominance had touched me. I broke through the shame and fear and my desperate need for approval. I leapt into the darkness where Omega waited.
There you are, little cunt.
His voice in my mind made me gasp, though I managed to keep the sound trapped in my throat. Beta stirred slightly beside me but didn’t wake.
Did you think a few strokes of the cane would make you forget me? Did you think letting that blue bastard fuck your virgin holes would break our bond?
I wanted to pull back, to retreat into the safety of Beta’s arms and pretend I’d never reached out. But Omega’s presence wrapped around my consciousness like chains.
You know what you need to do, he whispered. You know where I am. Come to me, Jendra. Free me properly this time.
“No,” I breathed, so quietly I could barely hear myself. “I chose Beta. I’m his now.”
Omega’s laughter echoed through our connection, dark and knowing.
You chose nothing. You obeyed because that’s what good little cunts do—they obey whoever is standing in front of them with a hard cock and a firm hand. But we both know the truth, don’t we? We both know what you really need.
My pussy clenched despite myself, still sore from Beta’s use but responding to Omega’s words with shameful heat.
Beta can discipline you. He can fuck you.
He can call you his property and mean it with all his cowardly heart.
But he’ll never understand you the way I do.
Because I am you, Jendra. I am every dark desire you’ve ever had, given form and power.
I am what you truly want, stripped of all pretense and propriety.
You’re a monster, I thought back at him. You want to destroy me. To take away my… my will… my freedom… my identity.
Perhaps, the monster replied. But at least I’m honest about what I am. Can you say the same?
I didn’t want to let the thought gain traction.
I lay there in Beta’s arms, feeling the evidence of his dominance—the ache in my bottom from the cane, the soreness in my pussy and anus from his cock, the lingering warmth of his seed inside me.
All of it should have been enough. All of it should have satisfied the hunger that had driven me to summon Omega.
But it hadn’t. Not quite.
You know where the laboratory is, he whispered in my mind, the monster inside me.
You know the way. And you know how to free me.
Dr. Nagalan’s knowledge is in your mind now—you absorbed it when he explained the process, didn’t you, you clever little cunt?
All you have to do is reverse the gravitium field, and I’ll be free.
And then what? I demanded silently. You take over the galaxy? You enslave everyone? You turn me into nothing but a receptacle for your cruelty?
For a moment, I received no reply. Then the answer arose in my head.
No, little cunt. Then we leave. Just as I promised before Beta interrupted us. A ship. A planet. Just you and me, exploring the universe together while you serve me. No more Federation. No more Hippolyta. No more pretending to be something you’re not.
The ‘offer,’ if it could be called that, was insane.
Accepting it would represent the ultimate betrayal—not just of Beta, but of everyone who had tried to help me.
Alpha. Dr. Nagalan. Sala. They had all worked to save me from Omega’s influence, and here I was considering running back to him like a disobedient pet returning to an abusive master.
But the pull felt so strong. The bond inside me thrummed with need, with dark promise, with the certainty that only Omega could truly understand the depths of my submission.
I feel you thinking about it, Omega said with satisfaction. Good girl. Now stop thinking and start moving.
I told myself I wouldn’t do it. I told myself I would stay here in Beta’s arms, safe and claimed and properly disciplined. I told myself that what I felt for Omega was just the entanglement, just the quantum bond playing tricks on my psychology.
But my body had already begun to move.
Slowly, carefully, I extracted myself from Beta’s embrace. He murmured something in his sleep but didn’t wake. I slid off the bed, my punished flesh protesting the movement, and stood naked in the dim light of the bedroom.
For a long moment, I stared down at Beta’s sleeping form. He looked peaceful. Trusting. He believed he had saved me, that his discipline and dominance had given me what I needed.
He was wrong, Omega’s voice whispered. And deep down, you always knew he would be.
I turned away before I could change my mind and walked toward the door.
The suite was quiet as I moved through it, my bare feet silent on the cool floors. I found my way to the entrance, half-expecting alarms to sound or guards to stop me. But nothing happened. Why would it? I was Beta’s concubine, formally bonded. Where would I go?
The corridors outside were empty at this hour. I followed the path Sala had taken earlier, retracing our steps toward the transit station. The bond with Omega guided me, pulling me forward like an invisible thread.
That’s it, he encouraged. Good girl. My perfect, naughty little cunt, coming back to her true master. My cock is going to make you forget that pretender’s.
I reached the platform and waited for the next train. When it arrived, I boarded without hesitation, standing among the few late-night travelers—a handful of uniformed men and one naked concubine who looked at me with knowing eyes before quickly looking away.
Unable to risk sitting down for fear of crying out at the pain it would entail, I kept my own eyes on my feet except for a few brief glances.
At one point I watched one of the men notice my marked backside with a brief rise of his eyebrows.
I felt heat rush to my cheeks, and I expected the man to elbow the officer next to him, but instead his face returned to careful neutrality.
Obviously a whipped bottom like mine represented a not-uncommon sight.
I took a little bit of much-needed confidence from that.
The train carried me through the underground tunnels of Magisteria, past stops whose names I didn’t remember but which I knew I had passed with Sala.
Finally the automated voice announced the Research Complex station, where I knew Dr. Nagalan’s laboratory lay.
I stepped off and made my way through the sterile corridors, following a map in my mind that I felt sure Omega had somehow placed there.
The sliding outer doors to the laboratory opened at my approach—either the Magisterians didn’t feel the need for special security, or perhaps biometric sensors had recognized me from earlier.
Inside, the space was dimly lit, most of the equipment powered down for the night.
A single scientist sat at a monitoring station, but his attention was focused on his displays.
I moved silently past him, deeper into the laboratory, until I found what I was looking for.
Omega’s suspended form lay on the gurney where they’d left him, spot-lit by a standing lamp that made the darkness of his enormous, muscular form even starker. More frightening. More, powers help me, irresistible.
Even unconscious, even trapped between dimensions, he radiated power. His massive black body seemed to absorb what little light reached him.
Now, he commanded. Free me.
Wait. A different voice… the belated voice of reason. Is it even… is the thing talking to you, inside your mind… is that even him?
But I had already approached the control panel that Dr. Nagalan had used. The knowledge was there in my mind, clear as day—how to reverse the gravitium field, how to release Omega from his prison. My hands moved over the controls with confidence I shouldn’t have possessed.
“This is wrong,” I whispered, even as I continued working. “This is so wrong.”
This is right, Omega… or whatever it was, talking in my head, corrected. This is what you’ve wanted all along. Stop lying to yourself, Jendra. Stop pretending you’re anything other than what you are—my property, my little cunt, mine to use as I please.
A sound, and a subtle vibration, that I hadn’t even realized were there, among the rest of the hums and quiet tones of the laboratory, stopped. I saw Omega’s eyes open—those completely black orbs that had haunted my nightmares and my fantasies in equal measure.
“Jendra!”
Beta’s voice cut through the laboratory like a whip. I spun around to find him standing at the entrance, fully dressed now, his expression a mixture of betrayal and fury. Alpha stood beside him, both brothers clearly ready to reinstate the containment field.
But it was too late.
Omega rose from the gurney with terrible grace. His massive cock was already hardening as his gaze fixed on me with dark satisfaction.
“Hello again, little cunt,” he said, his voice resonating through the space with that unsettling harmonic quality. “Did you miss me?”