Runaway Omega

"Tristan? Is your brother working today?" Ferdinand asked, tilting my face upwards.

"Ngh... N-No..." I groaned.

"Shit... Anybody here that you can trust?" He asked.

"A-Absolutely not..." I replied.

"Hmmm... well we have only two options left. If the first one fails, you might come to hate us with the second one." Ferdinand said, fishing through his inside coat pocket.

He opened a blue syringe and stabbed it into my right thigh. Then he pulled out a second one, except this one was red not blue and stabbed it into my left thigh. He then kissed me gently, while subtly rubbing his erection against my ass.

"W-What were t-those?" I asked.

"An inhibitor and a suppressant, but they were for Dominant Alphas so I can't be sure they will work for you." Ferdinand said.

Truth be told, it was already easier to breathe, and I wasn't trembling as hard anymore. I still felt feverish and had an erection, but I didn't feel like I'd let any Alpha fuck my brains out anymore.

"Hmmm... I think his pheromones have calmed down significantly. I don't feel like thrusting into him unrestrained anymore... I mean I still want to but it's not a mindless need." Cole said, taking a deep breath.

"Yeah, good thinking, Ferdinand. I didn't consider our injections." Bellamy said.

"I figured he'd have some in his locker or the staff room, but it's not like he could go get them. And we certainly couldn't." Ferdinand retorted.

"T-Thank you... F-Ferdinand..." I said, groaning.

"Mmm... it was worth hearing you say my name." He chuckled.

"Well, I think we should leave for now. I'm still a little on edge, and we have our date tomorrow to plan. Ferdinand, you stay until he calms down. Sylvester, apologize and go first. Cole, behave and don't linger." Bellamy said standing up.

He walked over behind the sofa and took my chin in his hand, his amber-orange eyes shining in amusement and arousal. He lifted my face and kissed me deeply over Ferdinand's shoulder.

"I'll see you tomorrow beautiful. Look forward to it." Bellamy said with a wink.

Sylvester came behind me lifting me along with Ferdinand's coat and holding me with my legs wrapped around him. Everyone groaned, while Ferdinand let out a muttered curse.

"I'm really sorry Tristan... Do forgive me... I got carried away... I promise to work on it, just for you. See you tomorrow... that is, if you still want to see me..." Sylvester said with a pout.

"Ngh... I-I forgive you... t-this time... there won't be a s-second time... this sucks..." I said, his pheromones were still heavily surrounding him.

I could forgive him this time, because I knew I was to blame as well. But no way would I forgive a second transgression.

"Mmm... Thanks Tristan. I'll see you tomorrow. I'm looking forward to it, for sure." He said, kissing me multiple times in a pecking manner.

His pheromones made my body heat up slightly again and Ferdinand quickly snatched me away from Sylvester. Bellamy and Sylvester left first, then Cole ran a hand through my hair.

"Ferdinand?" Cole asked looking hesitant.

"Control yourself Cole, I won't warn you again." Ferdinand said before sitting me on Cole's lap, keeping his coat.

Cole wrapped his arms around my midsection and breathed me in deeply. He then kissed me passionately while playing with my hair. He playfully bit my lip and then my cheek and neck.

"I really love your light blue hair, it makes you even more beautiful. I could stare at you all day and never get bored. I will take you on a proper date tomorrow I promise, so look forward to it... Ugh... I don't want to let go yet..." Cole said, smelling my hair while nibbling and licking my ear.

"Ngh... that feels weird..." I said, turning my head to stop him.

"Haha but you don't hate it. I like your cute reactions... Bye Tristan, see you tomorrow." He said kissing me one more time before giving me back to Ferdinand.

He then left out of the room as well, softly closing the door behind him. A heavy silence filled the room as I laid on Ferdinand's chest while he covered me with his coat once more. His pheromones were softer now, calming even. It was a weird contrast to when he arrived, like he was subconsciously putting in extra effort to calm me down and comfort me.

"Tristan it's 10 till 8pm, your phone has been vibrating for a while now. You should probably wake up." Ferdinand whispered in my ear.

I immediately sat up, quickly looking around confused.

"I...? Did I fall asleep?" I asked, stunned.

"Mmm... yeah for about 30 minutes. It's a side effect of the suppressants. It's also why Bellamy made everyone leave. I don't mind, I enjoyed myself, thoroughly." He said putting my hair behind my ear and kissing my forehead.

"I-I'm really s-sorry!" I said standing up, his coat falling and pooling around my feet. I picked it up and immediately widened my eyes.

'It's so frickin heavy! What the hell is in this thing?!'

"I told you, I didn't mind. It was something of a compliment that you felt comfortable enough to fall asleep on me. I can't say that that's ever happened to me before... You should know though, you talk in your sleep. It was adorably concerning." He said, taking his coat from me and standing up.

My face heated up at the thought of all the crazy shit I could potentially say in my sleep. Ferdinand put his coat on and picked me up as Sylvester had, wrapping my legs around his waist and gripping my ass with both his hands.

"You should also know that I cleaned you up, as much as possible. It was delicious... Thanks for the meal." He said with a mischievous smile.

"You're lying, right?" I asked in shocked horror.

"Hmm? Am I?" He said rubbing my lower half against his abdomen.

Now that he mentioned it, I wasn't sticky or uncomfortable anywhere in terms of cum or slick... My face heated up and I covered it with my hands.

"Mmm... don't rile me up Tristan... I worked really hard on controlling myself. I didn't want to cause you any more problems." He said with a pout.

'And honestly, fuck this guy for being so frightening and adorable. That's playing dirty!'

"Ugh... so embarrassing..." I groaned putting my face in the crook of his neck.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Tristan. I'll leave your tip with the bouncer again." He said kissing me deeply while groping my ass thoroughly.

"C-Can't you just give it to me now? You made the women here want to kill me when you did that shit last time..." I said with my own pout.

"I have to get it from my car, and I don't want you to set foot outside this building in that outfit." Ferdinand said, sucking on my throat.

"Uhh... so difficult... Hngh! S-Stop that!" I said as he growled with my throat still in his mouth.

"Fuuck... you taste so damn good... Behave yourself until our date tomorrow, Tristan. Wear something nice, okay?" He said, as he slid me down his body and headed towards the door.

He turned to look at me one last time licking his lips seductively before disappearing out of the door. I quickly inspected my body and found not a single trace of pre-cum or slick on my body. I slumped down onto the couch wanting to die. Then my phone buzzed repeatedly. It was a phone call, looking at the caller ID, it was Delcain. I quickly answered it, noticing it was now 8:15pm.

"Hello?"

—Hey we are about to head out to get you. Are you about done?

"Yeah, I have to talk to Barthélemy in his office and change then I'll be ready."

—His office? What did you do?

"Wouldn't sell myself..."

—Do you think he'll fire you?

"Who cares? As long as one of us has a job, we can get by until I find another one."

—True... well, be careful. We'll head out soon. The girls are getting their shoes on.

"Okay see you soon."

—Yup.

*Click*

I also sent a quick short text to Sable so she wouldn't worry either.

—See you soon sweetheart. Be good for Big Brother Delcain, okay?

I headed to Barthélemy's office after checking that he wasn't on the floor. He was sitting on the edge of his desk, as if he had been waiting for me.

"I noticed your patrons leaving rather early and without ordering any drinks. This isn't a hook up spot for you to meet Alphas as a side hustle. This is a business, we make money by selling drinks, food, and bodies. You think you can get tips and not pay the house its dues? How much did you make this time? I heard you were paid a small fortune yesterday!" He said storming over and poking me hard in the chest, repeatedly.

"I didn't make any money yesterday from them, and I didn't get any money today." I said looking puzzled.

It wasn't a complete lie, I couldn't be sure there was money in the briefcase without opening it, and I hadn't got any money for today, yet.

"Do you think this is a joke? Do you want to be out of a job?" He yelled.

"As long as I don't have to sell myself, I don't care. I'm not a whore, and I never will be. If you don't like that then fire me. This job is not worth my soul!" I said, turning to leave.

"And what about Delcain? Would he not feel slighted by losing his job as well?" He said mockingly. I turned around in an instant.

"Why would he lose his job? He did nothing wrong!?" I asked furious.

"Why would I keep two worthless omegas who refuse to sell themselves? Do you think the other bartenders aren't sucking cocks in the bathroom for extra tips? Whatever brings in money, that's your only value!" Barthélemy yelled.

"That's not fair! You would fire my brother just to spite me?! You're such a bastard!" I screamed.

"You watch your mouth! If you don't want your precious brother to lose his job, bend over my desk and grip the edges." Barthélemy said with a haughty smirk.

"For what purpose?" I asked perplexed.

"For you to learn your place!" He yelled grabbing me by the hair and forcibly shoving me down on his desk.

He ran his hand down my back holding me against the top of his desk. He then pressed his erection against my ass and ground it there, while unbuckling his belt.

"S-Stop! I don't want this!" I yelled, trying to push up from the desk.

"It doesn't matter what you want! Know your place!" He asserted, bringing his belt down across my ass.

"AH!"

"You will remain there until I'm completely satisfied! You'd best learn your place before then!" He commanded hitting me across my back next.

"S-Stop!"

"You will shut your whore mouth, until I am finished!" Barthélemy said, bringing the belt across my ass again.

"Hngh!"

He hit me across my back and ass over 50 times. When he was done, he wrapped his belt tightly around my throat. Then he pulled me back towards him, while he ground his erection against my ass again, intensifying the pain I felt.

"Ungh! C-Can't breathe! Hngh!" I choked out.

"You breathe, because I allow you to! Think about that, the next time you want to bad mouth me in front of patrons. Next time you'll take 100 lashes and my cock all night! Do you understand me?!" Barthélemy demanded, as he pulled harder and ground into me forcefully.

I couldn't answer him because I was suffocating. I clawed at the belt around my neck, trying to breathe. He finally let go of the belt and pressed my face into his desk. He licked my tears off my right cheek as I shuddered in revulsion.

"There's not a single Omega vetted by me that can't fuck or suck my cock. You got lucky due to the owner pitying you, but there's not a business in Sayenrio that would allow Omegas to work for them without selling yourself. You have no other value! Think about that the next time you want to act brazenly about quitting!" He said in my ear as he groped my crotch and then slapped my ass with so much force my vision flickered.

He finally released me, and I slumped to the ground on my knees. My body aching and burning.

"Ah, see! You've finally learned your place. On your knees in front of an Alpha. As punishment, for your defiance and brazen disrespect you will work a double tomorrow!" Barthélemy said seizing me by the neck.

"Tomorrow is my day off. Ferdinand, Cole, Bellamy, and Sylvester are taking me somewhere... I don't have a way out of it. If I work, they will just come and take me anyways." I groaned.

At the mention of the Dominant Alphas, Barthélemy's hand stilled. Then he looked at me with searching eyes, no doubt searching for the truth.

"All four of them are taking you out? For what purpose? Where?" He asked incredulous.

"I don't know... I tried to refuse... but they didn't exactly... give me a choice... They just said... they each wanted to... date me." I choked out in between gasps after he released my neck.

"Do you have any idea who those men are?" Barthélemy asked bemused.

"Why would I know who they are?" I asked perplexed.

"Hmph! I guess you'll find out soon then. Get the fuck out of my sight!" Barthélemy yelled, kicking me in the chest.

I slowly stood and trudged to the door, wiping the tears and his saliva from my face. I then went to change my clothes trying not to rub against my body as much as possible. Then clutching my phone, I trekked to the main doors. I ignored all the whispers, as Mathew came up to me with a large duffel bag.

"This is from Ferdinand, Bellamy, Cole, and Sylvester... they left it with a message..." He said looking sheepish.

"Ugh... always so extra and so damn unnecessary! What's the fucking message!?" I yelled at the poor security guard who was not at fault.

"They said to use it to buy four new outfits for your date tomorrow. Replace the money in this bag with the extra outfits, and then bring it with you tomorrow." Mathew said, draping the strap over my shoulder, causing me to wince.

"Fuuck! I am one hundred percent over this!" I said, walking out the main doors.

Delcain was there waiting for me looking concerned as I lumbered slowly to the car, trying not to let the bag slap me in the back too much.

"Tristan? What's wrong?" He said, running up to me cupping my face in his hands. I just shook my head, I couldn't tell him anything yet. He'd probably storm in there, cause a scene, and get me literally fucked by the manager.

"Can you put the bag in the trunk? I want to go home." I groaned.

"Okay..." Delcain said. I could tell he really wanted to ask but didn't push it.

I got in the car and Arrisa climbed into the front seat to give me a hug. I hid my wince behind my hug back to her.

"I missed you Tristan. You look so tired. Can I sleep with you and Sable again tonight? It's scary to sleep alone." She said rubbing her cheek against mine.

"Of course. Maybe we can make a fort in the living room?" I said as Delcain climbed into the car.

"Yay! That sounds fun!" Sable and Arrisa exclaimed together.

"Get back in your seat Arrisa." He said as he started the car.

"Stop by the pharmacy and get some antibacterial ointment for me Del... a lot of it..." I grimaced. It was so hard for me to even sit, my back constantly brushed against the seat and my ass for obviously sitting on it.

"Tristan has an owie?" Arrisa asked.

"Yeah... I just hurt myself at work is all. I'll be fine." I said reassuringly.

"Hmm, yeah I'll get it. I have the money for it so don't worry." Delcain said, pulling into the parking lot of the pharmacy.

"I'll be right back." Delcain said.

"Can I go with you?" Kaleb asked.

"Yeah C'mon. We'll be in and out so don't drag your feet." Delcain said getting out.

Kaleb followed him closely as they slipped into the store. I leaned my head against the window, taking in the cold.

"Does it hurt, Tristan?" Sable asked leaning up to the front seats her face positioned beside my face.

"A little... I'll be okay though. Thanks for worrying about me." I said kissing her cheek.

"Feel better Brother Tristan." She said hugging my face.

Kaleb and Delcain soon returned with a large bag of goods that Kaleb put in the trunk. A few minutes later we pulled into our apartment complex and parked in front of our building. We all filed out of the car and Kaleb carried the grocery bag, while Delcain carried the duffel bag.

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After we ate dinner and the kids had baths, Delcain and I made a huge fort over the TV in the living room. We used the bar stools and clips to keep everything in place. The kids passed out in no time. I took a quick shower and scrubbed my face clean, feeling filthy after dealing with Barthélemy. I stepped out of the bathroom with only a towel around my waist and was met with a furious Delcain. He took me by the arm dragging me into our room.

"Let me see it! What happened to you that you need antibacterial ointment, and so muc–" his words died in his throat as I turned around and showed him my back.

"What the fuck?! Who did this to you?! It looks awful!" He said hesitating to touch it.

"Barthélemy... apparently he didn't like the fact that I wouldn't sell myself, and on top of that embarrassed him twice in front of those Dominant Alphas from yesterday. Not only that but he threatened to fire you too, if I quit or got fired. The price I paid for us to keep our jobs is what you see... but it's not just my back." I said laying on my stomach across the bed.

"Tristan fuck that place! You didn't need to do this!" Delcain said tears in his eyes.

He laid beside me taking my hand and curling up to my side, putting his forehead against mine.

"Del, do you remember how hard it was to find a decent job when we got here?" I asked, looking into his amber eyes.

"Yeah... you couldn't find one for almost a year... why bring that up?" He asked puzzled.

"Omegas can't work normal jobs because we inconvenience people and coworkers alike... the Adult Entertainment Industry is the only place we can get jobs. I met the owner of the Vixen Club by pure chance, I didn't even know she owned a club. I just vented to her on a bench by the grocery store and she handed me her business card and told me she'd hire me, a couple months later she hired you too." I said, letting out a shaky breath.

"We were so fortunate at that time," I continued, "An Omega who doesn't sell themselves does not have any value. We couldn't hope to find a job anywhere else, where we didn't have to screw a higher up just to get put on a schedule. That was made painfully clear today. Every job I looked into in that first year, even the custodial jobs for Omegas, they all asked me the same question, 'would you be willing to sell your body for profit?' I said no every time and the interview was over immediately afterwards." I said, tears stinging my eyes.

"But that can't be for every job... that's just... Ngh! This is bullshit." Delcain said, his tears finally falling down his face.

"I always wondered why our mother's never thought to run away and leave us behind when they would leave the lab for the weekend, I'm beginning to think they knew they would just end up doing the same thing out here but for less money. My mom was happy to die beside me. She said it was better to die beside the only person she loved, than in a room full of strangers that professed their love to her all night." I sighed, my tears now falling freely as well.

"Our mother's sure are strong huh? I miss my mom so much... I worry all the time that I got her killed. But she still sent me off with a smile telling me not to look back or worry. That she'd be strong and could smile knowing I got away from it all... gah! Those women deserve the moon and the stars but would never ask for it... we were really fortunate, huh Tristan?" Delcain asked, wiping my tears away.

"Yeah... we really were. Barthélemy told me that the vetting process for the club is to suck and fuck him. We are the only two Omegas that didn't have to go through that. It's why he holds such a grudge against us. Think of it as a drug dealer who can't sample his drugs. He said if I cause problems for him again, he'd hit me a hundred times and screw me all night. It was terrifying, he strangled me so hard I thought I was going to die..." I said, touching my neck.

"I might have to wear a collar tomorrow," I continued, "I think it's going to bruise. That's another thing, I think those Dominant Alphas are a big deal. Mentioning my date with them tomorrow was the only thing that stopped Barthélemy's tirade. He was going to make me work a double tomorrow, though he still kicked me in the chest before kicking me out his office." I said, looking at my chest.

"You keep saying Dominant Alphas, as in plural, but I thought there was only one?" Delcain asked.

"Ah... well about that... so apparently they are all Dominant Alphas, Ferdinand is just a super Dominant Alpha. He can make Dominant Alphas submit. Also we might be Dominant Omegas, not sure what that entails but that's also a thing we'll have to deal with." I said wiping Delcain's face. He didn't seem shocked for some reason.

"Tristan... about that... you and the girls are Dominant Omegas. Me and Kaleb are not. I think the term for us is a Passive Omega... you specifically are what is known as a Hyper-Dominant Omega. I suspect that Ferdinand guy is a Hyper-Dominant Alpha as well..." He said, looking away shyly.

No way could he blame this on me not retaining information from the lab. I had never heard these terms a day in my life until those Alphas appeared.

"Why? How do you know all this?" I asked slightly glaring at Delcain.

"All our mother's were good at certain trades."

Delcain went on to list their specialties as I laid there in shock at his information.

My mother Seraphine, was good with financial matters and survival advice. Delcain's mom, Josephine, was good at Intel and espionage kind of things. Sable's mother, Constantine, was a physician/surgeon. Arrisa's mother, Maybelline, was good with bioengineering. Kaleb's mother, Korrahline, was a botanist.

"They used to secretly meet together with my mom, and share what they knew," he continued, "Auntie Maybelline, discovered that only Dominant Alphas were being selected to breed with the Omega women, something about high compatibility with other DNA traits. My mom was getting information about the kids and selling prices. She then discovered a pattern of sorts. She learned of the Dominant and Recessive genes... of course the lab would never tell the children, for fear of rebellion. But it's easy to see stepping back and looking. It's why the girls cling to you too." Delcain finished and sat up.

He opened the ointment tube and squeezed some into his hand.

"This is going to hurt, but bare with it brother... Also how did you figure out you were a Dominant Omega?" He asked gently rubbing on the ointment as softly as possible.

"The hard way... Dominant Alphas flooded my body with pheromones while giving me commands..." I replied, and Delcain's hand stilled.

"They what!?" He asked looking me in the eyes.

"Yeah it was brutal. By the third guy, they had induced my heat. But my inhibitors and suppressants were in my locker, so I was in a tough spot. They almost went into rut, it was pretty scary." I said, shuddering as he applied anymore ointment.

"So...? Did you break your rule? What was it like?" Delcain asked curious.

"I didn't break my rule... uhh... ouch!" I exclaimed as he ran his hand over the most abused spot on my back.

"I'm sorry, this will hurt. It's even bleeding a bit. Grit your teeth, if the kids wake up and see this, you can't explain it away." He said apologetically.

"Ferdinand injected me... with his inhibitor and suppressant... It worked but... also made me pass out... on his chest." I gritted out, trying to endure the pain.

"You...? You're telling me that you fell asleep on a stranger?" Delcain said, squeezing a heavy amount of ointment in the middle of my back, before smearing it every which way.

"Yep... for 30 minutes I slept on him... it's a terrifying thought... but um Delcain, I have one more request..." I said, standing up slowly.

"What is it?" Delcain asked as he began wrapping my back and midsection with gauze.

"My back... it wasn't the only place he hit..." I said, gripping the towel around my waist, my hand trembling.

"What do you mea–" Delcain took a deep breath as I covered my front with the towel, while exposing my ass.

"Is it that bad?" I asked.

"Tristan, how the hell did you sit in the car? Or for dinner for that matter? This is awful! I can't wrap your ass in gauze what are you going to do?" Delcain asked confused.

"Just use those large sticky gauze pads we never had a use for. It's only for tonight. It should heal enough by tomorrow." I said.

Delcain got to work applying the ointment heavily. Then he stuck the large rectangular pieces of gaze on each cheek. I put on some silk pajamas to cause as little friction as possible and laid back on the bed, while Delcain dried my damp hair.

"You're too good to me Delcain... I hope you know how much I love you." I said, feeling drowsy.

"I love you too brother, but you still have something you need to do... and I'm dying to know the answer." Delcain said, pinching my nose.

"What? What something?" I said perplexed.

"The duffle bag! What's in it?!" Delcain whispered loudly, huffing.

"Oh... I don't know... money, I guess. I'm supposed to buy four nice outfits for my date tomorrow with it." I said, shrugging my shoulders. Delcain's eyes went wide.

"Money!?"

He got up to grab the bag and plopped it down on the bed. When he unzipped the top compartment, he gasped and covered his mouth.

"Tristan! This is insane! Who the hell are those guys?!" He said, his eyes still wide open.

I got onto my knees and looked in the bag myself and nearly fainted on the spot. Those guys had did something unnecessary, again. There were stacks upon stacks inside the bag all of which had a 1,000 corra bill on top and the red band around each stack said $100,000.

Delcain immediately started taking the stacks out. There were 40 stacks in total. I swallowed dryly at the staggering amount.

"That's 40 million corra Tristan!" Delcain whispered loudly.

"Well... now I'm terrified. If this is what they gave me just for keeping them company, what does that say about my future?" I asked.

"Tristan, this is serious. What if those guys are part of the underworld? You can't easily get out of this. It's too late..." Delcain said.

"Yeah... I figured... There's nothing I can do about it now... we have to stash 30 of it. Take everyone shopping tomorrow early in the morning. My date is at 10am..." I said with a sigh.

"Yeah... let's go to bed... tomorrow is going to be crazy. Should I carry you?" Delcain asked teasingly.

"Shut up. Let's go." I said, ruffling his black hair.