My hands move robotically, almost like my body has a mind of its own, and I reach for the hem of my gray t-shirt. I tug it over my head, keeping my gaze cast down on the floor. I don’t want to look at the excitement I know I’ll see in his eyes as I continue to take off my clothes.My sweatpants fall to a puddle on the floor next.
His bark hasn’t seemed to take away the tremble in my body. I’m shaking like a leaf, stuck in the thunderstorm that is these alphas’ dominance.
“All of it,” Jett, the younger alpha snaps. Even though it’s not quite a bark, my shaky hands move faster.
The plain white bra and panties I was issued fall to the floor, and I stand there, naked. The eyes of all five men around me bore into my skin, eating away at my flesh and leaving my bones exposed.
“Give us a little spin,” Jett murmurs.
My eyes fly up to meet his and I immediately regret it. Thesmile on his face is a wide, maniacal grin. He looks like he’s just found a new favorite toy. Except he’s the type to break them.
“Spin,” he barks again.
My body moves, like a little doll, as I rotate slowly.
I meet Mr. Sebastian’s gaze and instantly want to vomit. I’ve always hated punishments, but at least most of the handlers seemed indifferent when they were disciplining us.
Not Mr. Sebastian.
He’s enjoying this.
I flinch as I feel a calloused hand grip my ass.
“She’s got nice tits but this ass?” Jett lets out a low, predatory growl.
The noise makes something deep inside of me cower in fear. I want to bare my neck and curl up into a ball on the floor. The urge is almost all-consuming. I can barely stand on my two feet.
“I take it you find her satisfactory?” Mr. Sebastian says.
“Lot better than when she first walked in, that’s for sure,” Jett says. “You sure she won’t give us a lot of trouble?”
“She’s one of the most obedient omegas we have, trust me,” Mr. Sebastian says.
“Perfect.”
The older alpha hands over what looks to be a briefcase to one of Mr. Sebastian’s guards.
“She’s all yours, then,” Mr. Sebastian says with a wave, after he checks the contents of the briefcase.
My pulse roars in my ears. I want to disappear. Surely not existing would be better than whatever’s in store for me.
“Come on then, omega, time to earn your keep,” Jett chuckles, grabbing my arm and dragging me towards the door, the older alpha following behind us.
My slippers and clothes are left in a puddle on the floor. No one goes back for them, and I don’t even bother asking.
He shoves the door open and drags me outside. The cool breeze makes goosebumps rise on my naked skin.
Then my eyes rise to the sky.
Oh wow.
Of course I know what the sky is, but it’s so different seeing it with my own eyes. There’s something about the expansiveness of it, how it just seems to go on forever, that you just can’t get from a screen.
“Keep moving,” Jett snaps, his grip on my arm tightening painfully. “You’re supposed to be well behaved, ain’t ya?”
His words snap me out of the awe I was feeling and right back into reality.
My head drops and I nod, letting my long hair fall like a curtain between us.
