Dream Weaver - Part 1

Matt was walking along the sidewalk of the city, the people and locations but an unidentifiable blur as he walked. His crisp business suit fit snug on his mildly toned body. In his hands, however, held several leashes, each leash connected to a collar worn by extremely erotic and seemingly unashamed girls. All of them were wrong the same thing: nothing but a bikini top, bikini bottoms to allow their tail plugs to show off the tail, animal ears of different predator species, and a rubber bone gag in each girl's mouth. The collars each girl had around her neck seemed to indicate differences other than race to other people, who didn't seem to look anyways, as well as the different tags on each collar.

As Matt walked through the double doors of one building, he stopped in the lobby and unclipped one of the sluts from her leash. She giggled and started crawling through the lobby and behind the reception desk, leaving a trail of liquid dripping from her crotch. Soon, she got up and sat in her chair at the desk, looking at Matt for approval just like he'd trained her. He nodded to her, to which she giggled again and started getting to work. Matt lead the rest into the elevator just past the lobby, not caring or noticing in full that his cock outline was slowly getting larger in his slacks.

After several stops on different floors, Matt was left with 2 leashed sluts in the elevator. Both were panting as the elevator car quicky started to smell like sex. If both sluts were to stop panting and someone listened close enough, they could hear quiet humming of a vibrating item. Soon, the elevator stopped its ascent and the doors opened. He led the two sluts through the office, waving too a few other coworkers as they said hi to him. He finally reached his corner office and walked in. After closing the door, he winked at both of the sluts at his feet and started taking the leash off each collar. Besides the nameplates dangling from the loop at the front, both had an Omega symbol dangling from the loop as well. As Matt started walking to his desk, he started stripping his pants off and getting to only his boxers. The bulge of his cock seemed enormous now, and it all seemed normal to him. His cock always grew to his whim. He laughed as he heard one of the omegas orgasming her brains out and started stroking the half chub 3 inch girth by 13 inch length of cock he had above his steadily growing baseball sized nuts that nearly groaned with every movement. He knew this cock he had was Superior as he stroked it to a full erection of 21 inches long by 5 inches of girth.

He moaned and whistled shortly after, making him moan and as he felt a warm, wet mouth envelope half of his alpha cock length as another mouth started to suck and lick his now nearly soccer ball sized nuts as best as possible. He couldn't tell how much time time passed as he alternated between throat fucking whichever Omega slut was on his cock, and actually working on his job. It never seemed boring since he was the head of R&D for the **** company he worked for. Interesting test results caught his eye just before he felt his absolutely spit soaked balls clench and tingle with an impending orgasm. It felt so close as he moaned louder and louder, slamming the head of the Omega further down his throbbing and twitching cock. However, a single name caught his eye just before he closed his eyes and threw his head back in absolute pleasure: "Elizabeth Mason."