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Before you leave the doctor's office, Stephen puts a black leather collar around your neck. It's snug, but not too tight. He also puts a lock on it, holding the key in front of your face. "There," he says, "even if you did manage to find your way out, you can't take the collar off, and there's a chip inside the collar so we'll be able to find you."

"It's a modified version of those chips they use on pets," Mike adds. "If anyone scans it, we show up as your owners. Well, Stephen does, since he's an Alpha."

Stephen grins. "It only makes sense, since you are my pet now." He runs his hand through your hair, stroking it. "A pet who will make me lots of money."

You're still struggling to understand what they told you. "But I don't belong to you," you protest. "You can't just put a collar on me and say you own me!" A part of you rather likes the thought of being owned by an Alpha, though, and loves how the collar makes that obvious to anyone who sees you. You try to ignore that thought. No, you are your own man, you don't belong to anyone, especially not a creep like Stephen.

"Oh, Alex, you don't know a lot about being an Omega, do you?" Stephen tuts. "It's perfectly normal for an Alpha to collar an Omega when that Omega goes into heat. It's for your own protection! You won't be able to think clearly once you go into heat, and the police around here know about it. So, if they come across a random Omega wearing a collar, they know to scan the collar so they can bring the Omega back to their rightful owner."

Great, so even if you managed to get out somehow, you can't rely on the police. And Stephen is right, once you go into heat, you won't be able to think clearly. You're already having trouble keeping your thoughts focused on figuring out a way out of this situation, rather than on how good it will feel to be filled with Stephen's big cock.

"That, and we've got the police in our pocket," Mike adds.

Stephen laughs. "True, it's amazing how many local politicians and police officers will turn a blind eye if you give them access to some Omega whores." He looks you up and down. "Hmm, perhaps we should offer them the chance to have him first? As a token of our appreciation."

He clips a leash to your collar, undoes your handcuffs so you can stand up, then cuffs your hands behind your back again. You're completely powerless to fight back, still naked, and worst of all, your cock is aching and hard.

"All right, let's go." Stephen tugs on the leash, and you follow him out of Mike's office.

You're led into a hallway, its walls drab and grey. The carpet underneath your feet is a little rough, and if you didn't know any better, you'd have assumed the place was a boring office, not a secret brothel.

Stephen keeps tugging on the leash as you walk, and you hope it's not too far to whereever it is he'll take pictures of you. You don't want people to see you like this, they'll probably think you're a slutty Omega who's into being paraded around.

You pass a pair of tall men with weapons, clearly guards, and you feel a spike of lust go through you when they look at you with hunger in their eyes. No, you should be embarrassed by them seeing you, not turned on!

Stephen laughs as you look down as you walk. "Oh dear, is someone blushing? I suppose I could've put a robe on you, but it's not like you'll be wearing anything for the next few days. Might as well get used to it."

You pass a few more men in smart suits, and they give you appraising looks. A couple of them stop Stephen to congratulate him on his catch. You wonder how many people work with Stephen on this, and who is in charge. From the sound of it, there are multiple Omegas here who are being whored out, so there must be plenty of security and people running things. How could you possibly escape?

You take an elevator two floors up, and it's like you stepped into another building. The carpet is plush underneath your feet, and the wallpaper is a rich dark blue with elaborate patterns, there are plants and even paintings on the wall. You look at one of the paintings, and realise they're all scenes from brothels and other sex parties, with naked people pleasuring each other.

"This floor is where you'll be staying," Stephen tells him. "Unless Mike wants to do more examining, which he might. C'mon, your room is to the left."

Your room looks like a stereotypical brothel bedroom, the dominant colour a dark red. There's a big kingsize bed in the center of the room, one wall is completely covered in mirrors, and on the nightstand are various dildos and vibrators. Stephen tugs on the leash as he shows you around, pulling open the drawers of the nightstand to show you more toys.

He opens the wardrobe to show you that it holds various whips and chains for bondage, and you shiver at the thought of those toys being used on you. There are also some clothes in there, but you're pretty sure those are just slutty outfits that customers can make you wear if they want to.

"The bathroom is through here," he tells you, opening a door next to the wardrobe. "There's a bath, a shower and a toilet, in case you need to clean up after being fucked, or someone wants to fuck you in the bath."

You nod, because what else could you do? Your ass is aching with the need to be filled, and you know that if Stephen wanted to fuck you right now, you'd agree to it.

Stephen unclips the leash and undoes the handcuffs. "Now, get on the bed so I can take some nice pictures of our newest whore."

He takes a few shots of the toys first. "Gotta show the customers what they can do to you, right?"

Then he turns to you. "Oh, don't just lie on the bed, Alex! At least try to look sexy. You don't want to go for just ten bucks, do you? Sit up, spread your legs, let me see that hard cock of yours. Show the customers how much you want to be fucked."

You blush as you do as Stephen tells you. True, you don't want to be some ten dollar whore, but on the other hand, if you pose as Stephen tells you, it'll look even more like you want to be a whore.

"Now wrap your hand around your cock, yes, like that." Stephen takes a few more pictures. "Don't worry, our website is very secure and only our most trusted Alpha clients will have access. No one you know will be able to see your pictures."

The thought of an Alpha from your town seeing these pictures makes your cock twitch in your hand. You bet they'd be horrified to see you like this. Or maybe they'd be turned on and want to fuck you?

"Get on your hands and knees, show me that ass of yours. Mmm, yes, look at your asshole, already shining with slick. Spread your legs further, we need to get a good shot of it."

You wince as Stephen takes more pictures of you. "Stephen, please, isn't this enough?"

"Hah, no. Now, reach behind you with both hands and spread your asscheeks."

The new position means your head is resting on the mattress, your ass tilted up and on display. Your hands are trembling as you grab your cheeks and pull them apart. Your cock is still hard, bobbing in the air. You moan as you feel some slick dribble from your hole. Oh God, you're so horny right now!

Stephen groans behind you. "Yes, Alex, this is exactly what our customers will want to see, your empty asshole just begging for their big cocks, your slick dripping down your thighs."

He has you take a few more embarrassing positions, always having to display your cock or your ass to Stephen so he can get some good shots.

After a while, though, he tells you to relax, and he looks through his camera. "Yes, this'll do. There're some good shots of your face too, Alex."

He turns the camera to you so you can see yourself on the display screen. The picture shows you from your chest up, the black collar tight around your neck, and you gasp at the look in your eyes. It's one of hunger, lust, and desperation. You're practically begging to be fucked.

Stephen grins as he puts the camera away. "Mmm, bet there'll be a bidding war over your ass soon enough."

"Please, just let me go," you ask him. "I don't want this."

"You will soon enough." He looks at you, and cups his own groin. "Looking at you has got me all riled up, Alex. You smell so good, not yet in heat, but so close..." He opens his belt. "Let's have a little taster, shall we?"

You move back on the bed. "No, wait, you can't fuck me!" Or can he? Would it be so bad if he did?

Stephen laughs as he crawls on the bed with you, and pushes you onto your back with ease. "I'm not gonna fuck you, you're gonna suck my cock, Omega."

You keep struggling as he straddles you, sitting across your chest. "Stephen, don't!"

Stephen ignores you, pulling his hard cock out of his trousers. "Oh, this is gonna feel so good. You've been making me horny since we met, this'll feel so good."

You protest again, but Stephen simply slides his cock inside your open mouth. "Mmph! Mmpf!"

"Ssh, Alex, just relax," he murmurs, grabbing your wrists to keep them pinned above your head. He slides his cock deeper into your mouth. "You know what to do, your body was made to please Alphas."

You groan as arousal surges through you. It does feel goes to have a big dick in your mouth, filling you, even if it's not inside your ass. You rub your tongue against his cock, and Stephen groans. "That's it, Alex, just like that. Good boy."

You feel a deep pleasure at being praised like that, and you increase your efforts. You want to please Stephen, he's an Alpha! You also tell yourself that if you do your best, it'll be over sooner, and that's what you want, right?

Stephen thrusts deeper, and you gag around his cock. "Ah, you can take it, Alex, our customers will be expecting some good deep-throating from our whores."

You moan as Stephen keeps thrusting in and out of your mouth, pushing deeper and barely giving you the chance to catch your breath.

"Ooh, your mouth feels so good, Alex," Stephen groans above you. "So wet and hot, I bet your ass feels even better."

He keeps thrusting faster, his cock pretty much constantly down your throat. Tears well up in your eyes as you struggle not to gag. "Oh yeah, Alex, oh, I'm gonna come soon, gonna make you swallow all of it."

You really hope he's coming soon, because you want this to be over so you can breathe again. You're also curious what it'll be like to swallow Alpha come. Will it feel good?

A few more thrusts, and Stephen pulls out a little to fill your mouth. His come hits your tongue, and it tastes surprisingly sweet. You moan with delight as you suck and swallow eagerly.

Stephen groans above you in pleasure. "Oh yeah, eager little cocksucker, aren't you?"

You feel disappointed when there is no more of his delicious come, and he pulls out of you.

"You liked that, didn't you? You liked the taste of my come?" Stephen asks, tucking his limp dick away.

You nod, feeling your cheeks burn. "It tasted sweet."

He laughs. "Must be because I'm an Alpha and you're an Omega who is close to being in heat. Trust me, no one's ever called my come sweet before."

He looks at his watch. "Okay, gotta go now, Alex. We need to get these pictures online as soon as possible if we want to get any customers for you for tonight!"

He leaves you on the bed, and you hear the door lock behind him.

With a groan, you lie back on the bed. It's inevitable, you're stuck in this room with no means of escaping. Soon, you will fully go into heat and have to depend on Stephen to supply you with Alphas to fuck you. You'll be nothing but his whore, serving him and whichever Alpha he sends in here.

You wonder what your first customer will be like. Rough? Gentle?