CHAPTER 21
Jendra
I should have felt satisfied. Fulfilled. Complete. Above all, Beta calling mehislittle 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, Ifelt 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 fuckedcunny…that word that somehow seemed even more degrading thancunt.
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 Iamyou, 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.
