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Everything we’re doing right now is routine. Shouto’s breath hitched in his throat as the nurse put up the cloth curtain, obstructing his view as he laid back with his legs up in the stirrups. Her fingers were cold, and he swallowed down his own apprehension at being inspected like this.
Yearly Omega maintenance is normal. We need to make sure your vagina is still slicking properly, and that you’re still having your four scheduled heats a year. If everything is normal, then you should be good to not see us again until this time next year. The nitrile glove snapped and she launched it into the garbage can, standing up from the small rolling stool on the ground.
“Everything looks normal, so I’ll be sure to send the doctor in so that she can dismiss you. We should see you in about a year!” She shut the door behind her. Paperwork went normal. The examination went normal. He didn’t have anything to worry about because his heats up until now were spent with his hands in his cunt or stuffed full of a heat aid so large he often had to will himself to relax to get the knotted toy out. HIs breathing staggered as he heard a knock on the door, his heart jumping into his throat at the sound.
“Good afternoon. Seems here everything is normal. We should have your STD tests back, standard procedure of course, just to make sure everything is all well and good.” The beta, a male, and not his usual doctor, flipped to the second page on his clipboard, cocking his head to the side. “Says here that you were worried about the size of things?”
Shouto cocked his head to the side, but the doctor missed it, having already sat down on the stool as he inspected Shouto’s cunt still on display. Warm fingers brushed along his opening, and he gasped, not expecting the sensation to feel so gentle. The finger pressed into him, and he shuddered. He hadn’t mentioned anything about sizes since a few visits before, when he got the aid stuck.
“N-no? Nothing like that?” Shouto blushed as the doctor added a second finger, curling it up along his upper walls as it felt far more pleasurable than the usual procedure.
“No? A ripe Omega like you isn’t worried about size? I’ll have to mark that down on your chart.” He withdrew his fingers, bringing them to his lips. Shouto laid there in shock at the gesture. No other doctor had tasted his slick before, at least not in front of him. “Don’t worry. We’ll make it so you don’t have to worry about much of anything when you’re picked up.”
Shouto raised an eyebrow, bringing his thighs together as the doctor let him down from the stirrups and instructed him to sit at the end of the exam table. His hands made their way under Shouto’s gown, brushing over his nipples, and rolling them between his fingers.
“Is this standard?” Shouto asked, willing himself not to react to the beta’s touch as he tugged on his nipple. He didn’t like it when he got turned on at the doctor, but the way this one was touching him made everything all the harder to resist.
“As standard as everything. There is one more part that we need to check before we can get started with everything. If you’ll follow me?” The doctor opened the door, waving his hand when Shouto asked if he should grab his clothes or pick up his bag. “Not to worry. Someone will bring them along. I need your hands free for the imaging.”
Swallowing as he stepped into the small closet of a room, Shouto barely had the ability to turn around before the doctor, who he still c ouldn’t remember the name of, shut the door behind him. A small hissing noise filled his ears and in the dimly lit room, he could see a small vent at the top of the ceiling. “Don’t worry. That just makes everything easier. You’ll be out soon and we’ll get you ready.”
“Ready for what?” Shouto yelled, turning around in the small closet, banging his hand against the door as he started to panic. He didn’t know what the doctor had planned for him, but the gas steadily filling the room was making him tired, his eyelids drooping the longer he tried to fight the feeling of sleep. “I don’t know what I’m getting ready for!” Shouto pounded his fists against the door, the sound getting weaker the longer the gas filled the small room until he slumped against the wall behind him.
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When he woke up, Shouto couldn’t see anything. A tight hood bound his head, and the secureness of it made it hard for him to turn his head and attempt to throw it off. The hood made him feel claustrophobic almost instantly, and he thrashed in his bonds to try to free himself from it.
“Seems he’s awake. Go remove the hood and switch it out for blinders.” Light flashed before Shouto’s eyes for a moment, and though he could see briefly, it soon changed to darkness again, though less restricting. His breathing leveled, and he would have glared if he knew where to direct his ire.
“Such a shame that he’s being altered like this. I’m not surprised though, considering his relationship with his Alpha. It makes sense. Utter devotion on that Omega’s face when they were talking about the procedure.”
Alpha? He didn’t have an Alpha. Shouto opened his mouth to speak, only to have a shock course through his body. His throat tensing in the attempt for speech made the collar around his neck react, sending a jolt down his body that made his nipples and clit tingle. He cursed in his head, realizing too late that he vocalized them as well, only for another shock to run through his body.
“Seems like he found the shock collar. That’s always fun. He’ll learn. Surprising though, since his Alpha said he wouldn’t need it, but wanted his little masochist slut to have it anyway in case he felt like cumming a few times before the procedure.” The voice paused and Shouto could almost imagine them shaking their head. “Some Omegas don’t make sense to me, but that could have to do with me being a beta.”
“It could. He’s going to piss himself if he keeps trying to speak and getting jolted. Should we turn down the voltage?”
“Nah. He’ll tire himself out.”
Around him, Shouto heard footsteps as he started to calm from the shocks coursing through his body. The electricity focalizing at his nipples and clit made him confused, but he hadn’t been electrocuted before now. Maybe that was normal? Eventually, his breathing evened out, and Shouto laid back against the exam table. He yanked at the bonds holding his arms in place, surprised that several straps were used on each arm, across his stomach, thighs, calves, to the point of complete immobilization.
“You think he’s ready for the next part? His Alpha wanted him dilated enough to be able to knot without tearing. At least according to the chart. No time like the present.”
Shouto stiffened when fingers touched his hip, and he heard the sound of fluid being squeezed from a bottle. Fingers pressed up between his ass cheeks, grazing over his back entrance as he tensed up from the suddenness of the action. He gasped as it pressed inside of him, willing himself not to react much more than he had to. Being no stranger to anal, Shouto squeezed around the fingers, trying to push them out to no avail.
“Oh he likes this. Not really surprised considering your list of alterations coming.” A second finger slipped in with the first, and Shouto swallowed a gasp, not wanting the collar to react and shock him. “God, I love it when they’re sluts. This one is loving it.”
Shouto shook his head, half in response to his body reacting to the divine torture he was being put through, and half in response to wanting it to stop. He hadn’t been with an Alpha, not yet. It wasn’t out of any prudish pride, but his family’s own sense of propriety that kept him from seeking out anyone. I’ll pick someone out for you when you’re old enough. Going away to college had only been a stepping stone for him getting a job, and he didn’t dare try to date anyone, lest they think they would be able to pry Shouto out of the clutches of his family’s sense of tradition.
“Oh man, he’s able to take three now.” It made sense. Shouto kept hearing them praise him over and over, coupling it with the phrase making sense that he would be into such things. That couldn’t be right. His doctor would know he’s a virgin. Unmated. She knew that he was waiting for his arrangement when he turned 24, like his mother prepared him for. With that time edging closer, he hadn’t given much more thought than making sure he was healthy. How would it make sense for him to be mewling like a wanton whore because he was having his ass played with?
A thumb brushed against his clit, and Shouto gasped loudly, angling his body into the touch as much as he could in his bound state. “Oh he liked that. The piercing made him extra sensitive.” Piercing? He didn’t have a piercing. Another jolt of pleasure made his back arch slightly against the exam table and the doctor withdrew his three fingers from his ass. “I wish I could touch his cunt more. I don’t want to get castrated by his Alpha though.” Shouto heard a laugh from across the room and he bit his tongue to keep from saying something in reply. No one had touched him. Not until now.
Shouto expected the fingers to return, but the blunt tip of a dildo pressed against his hole. It felt thicker than the one he used at home, but as it pressed in, his breath hitched as the heat tapered off so the flared tip could spread him open. A knot at the base of the toy kissed his opening, and he whined softly, not enough to set off the collar.
“He’s learning.”
Shouto shuddered as his hole opened up, slick pouring down from his cunt onto the dildo’s shaft as the doctor worked it in and out of him. It had been close to two months since his last heat, so he wasn’t due for one to start for a while yet. His slick still poured from his cunt like he was at the peak of his heat, cluing the doctors into some of his kinks.
“Write down that he loves anal. I’m sure his Alpha knows, but I’ve never seen so much slick come out of an Omega when we weren’t using their cunt.” Shouto’s hole clenched around nothing as the doctor pushed the knot harder against his rim, preparing him for the stretch that would eventually come. Did his father set him to be tested like this? He knew what happened to whore Omegas in his family after his eldest brother was sold off to a lesser family, and Shouto tensed at the thought. A hand clapped against his thigh, and pet the inside of the tender flesh.
“You’re almost there sweetheart. Soon, I can pop the knot in and you can get started on your slicking practice. Your Alpha wanted you to be trained to be slick at a moment’s notice. Using the vibration on your clit will help with that until it becomes second nature at the feel from the vibration. That way you won’t need to rely on your clit to fit cock inside you off your heat.”
None of the words made sense to him, but a shock jolted through him as he tried to voice his protests, making his nipples burn from the sensation.
“You’ll learn not to speak soon. I’m sure he wants you to keep your tongue with how much he likes you sucking his cock.” Shouto whined, shaking his head. He hadn’t sucked any cock, but trying to explain that to them would just get him another shock. He could wait until they released him and he could explain. There had to be a mistake. He needed to tell them he didn’t have an Alpha. He needed to tell them he wasn’t mated. He needed to tell them— Shouto’s mouth opened in a soundless cry, his core tensing as hehis struggled against his bonds. He couldn’t lift his back much more than a few centimeters, and wiggling away from the intense vibration on his clit, freshly pierced, made him yelp in pain while the rest of his body cooed with pleasure. His senses overrode almost immediately, having done no more than stroke himself or use a small vibrating dildo a few years ago when it came to heat aids. This felt like an industrial vibrator by the sound of it and Shouto expected it to need a ripcord from the intensity of the vibration making his pelvis shake with pleasure.
Slick poured out of his hole and onto the exam table, pooling under his ass. In the few minutes he had been absently wondering what was going on, one of the other nurses brought over a machine, set to fuck the dildo in and out of his ass while the one who had violated him from the start held the vibrator up against his clit.
“He’s a natural,” the beta doctor purred out, brushing his fingers over Shouto’s virginal slit. “It’s a shame that he’s going to be altered. I get why Alphas like it though. Means there’s less mess in the way when they fuck them.” The fingers barely registered in Shouto’s mind as they slipped inside his cunt, still too focused on the machine fucking his ass and the vibrator on his clit. “I can imagine an Omega like this on someone’s arm at a richie gala, not in a place like this. But hey, when you have the money to buy people, or alter your partners to your needs, I get the appeal.” The doctor curled his fingers, just like the one at his doctor’s office had done. A gush of fluid rushed out of him, spilling over the doctor’s lap and onto the floor. “Damn bitch.”
Shouto clenched his teeth together after he squirted, unsure of how he did it in the first place more than being able to do it. His breathing quickened as the doctor made no move to take away the vibration and the pleasure that overwhelmed him started to hurt, quickly turning itself over into an intensity of pain as his oversensitized flesh started to go numb. He panted, trying to get enough saliva in his mouth to wet his tongue, failing miserably as he whined from low in his throat.
Another set of footsteps approached, and a tsk left their lips, followed by the doctor quickly withdrawing his fingers from Shouto’s cunt.
“His Alpha isn’t going to like that. It would be in your best interest to make sure that doesn’t happen again.” Shouto could feel the air change with the presence of the Alpha near them, and the beta doctor swallowed audibly.
“Won’t happen again.”
Shouto’s eyes clamped shut as the speed of the machine thrusting into his ass sped up, and the vibration on his clit went away. His orgasm ebbed off, with the doctors denying him release. He whined low in his throat, the collar sending a shock through his body and he jumped in response.
“Sad he gets punished for your mishandling. Make sure his cunt isn’t touched at all. Once you get him able to cum just from feeling the vibration, we can prepare him for the rest of his alterations.”
Shouto didn’t like the sound of alterations with the way the Alpha spoke, his voice dripping with sex as he felt his eyes rake over his body despite not being able to confirm it to be true. He squeezed around the cock thrusting into his ass, and he shifted uncomfortably when he heard the sound of tape being unwound from a roll before a thin application was pressed against his skin. The beta ran his fingers up and down his slit, outlining the folds of his cunt with his fingers. Shouto’s sensation dulled from the tape, but he could still feel small touches through it, if even muted.
“Maybe he’ll get used to not using it so much since he’s being trained to be an anal whore.” One of the doctors left, and Shouto found himself alone with the two betas again. “I don’t get why he had him pierced if they’re just going to alter him like that.”
“He can hear you.”
“You say that like he didn’t ask his Alpha to do it for him.” Feet shuffled between his legs, and Shouto relaxed as he heard the two of them receding from the room. He gasped loudly as the machine forced the knot into his hole, plugging his ass entirely with his cunt taped shut for the time being. “We can let him get used to it. Gonna be all he’s good for soon.”
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Shouto’s routine was barely altered for the next week. He would wake up, and after being bathed by the two betas, they would strap him to the exam table, keeping him blindfolded and cuffed to the table and strapped down. Each day became easier as they trained his ass to take what they called standard sized knots that Shouto felt himself tearing less each day as he got used to it. With the collar around his neck, he hadn’t been able to explain to anyone that he was in the wrong place, they made a mistake, that he wanted to go home. His mother arranging his marriage to some rich Alpha seemed like a dream compared to his reality of having his cunt taped shut for the night, only to be woken up by his straining bladder and whining for someone to come in and relieve him. Each time he agonized as they tore the tape off inch by inch, taking what little hair he had around his lips until the end of the week, his skin lay bare and sore from the application and reapplication of the duct tape.
What he hated most was the wand. When he wasn’t full of the fake knot that kept his ass loosening so much that it fell out halfway through the week, only to be replaced halfway through the week by a larger one, the wand kept him on the precipice of cumming each time they used it on him. Shouto found himself dreading the wand by the end of the first week. The sound made his muscles tense and ache from being kept still for so long, and even as the machine fucked his ass steadily, he managed to cum once or twice with it without too much trouble. The wand was a different kind of torture. The beta would wait, watching Shouto’s reactions as he got close to cumming with the wand on his clit, risking shock to beg him to allow him to cum as he got closer. He hadn’t ever been denied release before, so for this beta to take away his only form of pleasure when he was so close, ruining the orgasm as he lay there, twitching, pleading, begging with tears glittering in his eyes behind the blindfold, he started to curse the beta torturing him so exquisitely.
Before long, he recognized the beta’s footsteps and by the time the wand was pulled out, vibrating a few centimeters away from his skin, Shouto felt the pull of him trying to edge his hips just a little closer so he could feel it finally let him cum. Even through the tape. Even with the pain from the fresh piercing. Even with his ass aching from being knotted for hours. He’s been close for so long that the moment the wand touches his clit, he’s already on edge, and the beta holding the wand knows it too. Shouto’s ass aches as he clenches under the strain, with the beta pushing his hips back down to make him relax while he keeps him in place.
“Lie back. I’m not going to take it away this time, pet.” Shouto wanted to believe them, but he didn’t relax until after the first orgasm hit, washing his body over with that delightful release that they denied him for the last length of time. He lost track of the days since they took him, losing track of the meals they fed him and the baths he was given. He panted before long, with his clit starting to ache under the pressure of another orgasm building. He wanted to pull away now, usually needing some refractory time before cumming again, at least when he used toys on himself. Now he had the sensation forced out of him, and his muscles tensed and twisted as a second orgasm ripped through him.
Shouto whined, the collar reacting and sparking against his throat, only for him to bite his lip to keep quiet while he looked in the direction of where he assumed the beta was sitting. He wanted it to stop, he needed it to stop, but as the third round came through him, making him twist as his body started to numb under the straps, Shouto could only feel the fire that started to course through his body at being overstimulated. He couldn’t beg for them to stop with the collar active, and he didn’t want to risk being shocked at full voltage by trying to beg.
Sweat beaded on his brow as the beta kept him bound, the vibrator in place as he went in to cum for a fourth time in rapid succession.
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Losing track of his time got to him the most. Being unable to recall how much time had passed, Shouto lazily opened his eyes as the beta came into his room, turning on the light and reaching for the cuffs attached to the bed. He supposed he should be grateful that his stay in whatever facility found the kindness in their hearts to give him a bed, and blankets, even if it meant being chained to the bed. Growing up he heard horror stories of Omegas being picked up and sold, given away to whoever could pay the most money. They would be locked away in cages, or strapped to exam tables like he managed to be for most of his waking hours at the facility.
Shouto tipped his head towards the beta, a different one than the one that used the wand on him, and drank down the water brought to his lips. Soft hands picked him up, hauling him over their shoulder. Judging by their frame, Shouto guessed they were a beta, but he couldn’t be sure while still blindfolded.
When his carrier’s footsteps came to a stop, he found himself positioned on his knees with his ankles still cuffed behind him. Straps held his calves apart and he couldn’t bring his knees together to hide his cunt if he tried. Someone reached down, rubbing their fingers over his new piercing, which had rapidly healed over the course of his time in the facility. It could have been a mixture of medicine, drugs, or time, but Shouto had no way of knowing. Coming up behind him, someone grabbed his wrists and attached the cuffs to an anchor behind him, tethering his arms to a length of cord. In front of him, someone ran their fingers along his lips and he opened them hesitantly until their fingers probed inside. He opened his lips delicately, letting his tongue work over their fingers and suck on them softly, though Shouto had no idea why he would do that.
A piece of metal went into his mouth, circular in size before it was turned and held his mouth open. A strap worked its way around the back of his head, keeping the ring in place and his jaw held open tightly. Shouto pressed his tongue out of the hole as he ran it along his lips, desperate to force the ring out of his mouth in some way, and found he couldn’t.
Fingers touched the back of his neck, unbuckling the shock collar from his body, then gently massaged his neck where the collar repeatedly shocked his skin. It felt raw and irritated from the abuse, and the person simply tsked and rubbed a cream across his skin.
“That will heal soon,” she said. “Sorry about that, pet. We’ll turn it down when we take the gag out. We need to have you ready for today’s training.” Training?
Shouto only had his hearing at this point and the footsteps sounded different. Heavier. He didn’t recognize them from any other person brought into the room before now, and he wanted to recoil right away. He weighed his options, settling for staying still, since the shock collar had been removed and he didn’t figure they would replace it with something worse if he really was here to be trained for something.
Two fingers settled on his lips, running around the circular opening where the ring kept his mouth from closing. He swallowed down the small amount of saliva that gathered at the back of his mouth before tasting a salty pair of fingers on his tongue. His tongue rose up to touch them, finally getting to do something of his own volition for the first time since arriving instead of only having things done to him. He tested the fingers with his tongue, working over them, splitting them with the soft muscle. The fingers didn’t taste bad, but he never tasted any other fingers other than his own. Part of that had to do with a lack of opportunity, much like most of his sexual history or lack thereof. He sighed softly, wanted to close his mouth and suck them properly as his inner Omega wanted him to do. Instead he offered his tongue outside the gag, running his tongue along the underside of the fingers.
They pulled away after a few minutes, and Shouto whined internally at the loss. However strange, it gave him some sort of stimulation in the otherwise dull environment where only things could be done to him and he couldn’t do anything on his own. He heard a zipper not far from him as well as the rustling of fabric and his ears perked up, and he turned his head towards the noise.
“Oh he liked that,” the nameless man said. Shouto felt a hand on the back of his head, guiding him forward until a blunt object pressed into his mouth through the middle of the gag. He couldn’t recall the taste from anywhere, but having watched enough porn in his time, he knew someone had their cock in his mouth. He couldn’t wrap his lips around it and his tongue offered little resistance as the intruder used him with his hand on the back of his head. Shouto thought better of trying to bring his hands up, frozen in fear otherwise at the idea of anything else being taken away from him in this place of horror where things were continually done to him. The cock reached the back of his mouth, hammering against the back of his throat repeatedly as tears spilled against the blindfold from gagging so hard. If he kept it up, Shouto wouldn’t have any way of stopping himself from throwing up on him and he didn’t want to think of the consequences of that.
Breathing through his nose, Shouto simply let himself be used, digging his nails into his palm until he felt warm liquid trickle down the back of his throat. The back of his throat ached by the end of it, but he tensed when the hand reached between his legs, brushing over his clit.
“He’s made a puddle on the floor. What a sloppy cunt.” Shouto’s stomach tightened at the comment, still trying to figure if it was out of praise or revulsion. He breathed through his nose, waiting for another hand to touch him, to lean towards something. When nothing came, Shouto whined softly, only to have the ring gag taken from his mouth and replaced with a thick rubber bit. The handler secured it behind his head, just like the ring, and Shouto relaxed his jaw. At least now he wouldn’t be fucked in the mouth. The handler pushed him forward, and Shouto lost his balance, toppling forward with his ass high in the air, knees spread, and his cunt exposed. He shivered at how open he felt, and the hand that came up between his legs only added to the sensations.
With his hips positioned up high, Shouto felt ropes secure themselves around his ankles, anchoring him to the floor. Even tied up, he kept being immobilized, unable to move more than a few inches at a time, if at all. Between his legs, a wand buzzed to life, and Shouto jumped when it came in contact with his clit, making him cry out against the gag in his mouth. Something rounded, cold, slick, pressed up against his asshole, pushing inside of him. He tried to wiggle away, but something else tugged on the ball inside him, keeping his ass up high until he stopped being able to move the slightest bit.
“The hook in his ass should keep him from moving.” The beta from before, the one who fingered his cunt, spoke first and Shouto tried to focus on his voice before sensation won out and he shook with pleasure.
“Set the timer. We’ll check on him later.”
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Shouto’s clit burned from the constant vibration. He stopped cumming a few hours ago, the wand slick with cum from where he managed to squirt a first time, then again and again, before his tired body gave out and he gave himself over. He lost the fight against pleasure, and most wouldn’t complain, but being bound and tied while they used him, overstimulated him until he couldn’t feel anything anymore, had him annoyed and exhausted. Hours ago, his cunt went numb, his clit unable to feel anything save for the pressure from the wand pressing up against it.
He wanted to bite the beta who came in to release him.
All he heard were shuffled footsteps when the betas came back, snapping on their gloves and slowly unwinding the extra bonds that kept him in place. Shouto squirmed as one of the betas took the hook out of his ass, the thin metal rod holding the large ball at the end adding to the overstimulation as the beta played with his hole and the ball before ultimately freeing him.
The other beta worked through the ropes around his legs, keeping his ankles and arms bound otherwise while the two of them lifted him up onto a rolling exam table to take him back to another room.
“Has he been cooperating?”
“Less so than we figured. I remember his chart talking about overstimulation so he wouldn’t miss his clit when it’s gone, but I suppose if he’s still struggling, he would know what he’s missing. Set him up for another week of this. I want him knotted anally until he only knows to cum when he’s knotted.”
Shouto shallowly shook his head, trying to tell them he was only in for a check up, and he didn’t have an Alpha.
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Shouto woke up a few hours later in the same position, with his ass high. The hook had been pushed into him again, though he lacked the extra restraints that kept his ankles from moving. His jaw ached, though the ring gag had been switched out while he slept with a ball gag. He needed to find a way to tell the doctors that there had to be a mix up somewhere along the way, but with his only way of communicating being blocked, he resigned himself for the moment to waiting.
“We need to get this one ready for his upcoming surgery.”
Surgery? That couldn’t be right. Even if he was scheduled for one, everything else that happened to him since arriving for his check up had been so strange. He didn’t want to be the kind of Omega that ran to his powerful Alpha father when things went poorly, but he was close at this point. He shifted with the hook in his ass still keeping him held high. The collar secured around his neck was looped to a ring on the table they set him on, and he couldn’t move much more if he tried.
“I saw on his chart that he opted for the full package. It’s amazing that Omegas are opting for these surgeries when they used to be considered standard for arranged marriages. He must be one kinky little slut if his Alpha signed him up for that.” Shouto couldn’t understand why they thought he had an Alpha. His chart showed he didn’t have an Alpha to speak of. He consulted with his doctor repeatedly on his father’s intent on marrying him to someone perfect for his quirk, and how he intended to do better than Touya had when it came to be good enough for his father’s expectations. Whoever they were talking about right now wasn’t him. He struggled as he heard footsteps come close, making his body sway slightly on the table.
“Horny little whore is even swaying his hips in hopes we will touch him. Sorry baby, you’re going to have to wait for your Alpha to pick you up all pretty and clean. We’ll get you fixed up though. If we touched you much more than what’s expected for exams, then we would lose a lot of business.” Shouto could sense two of them behind him, and one leaned in close, smelling him before sinking a single finger into his cunt. He shuddered, shaking his head, the finger curling as it pulled out and dragged along his walls. No no no, they couldn’t do anything when he was exposed like this. Behind him, he could hear someone licking something, presumably their lips, but the words that came next made his stomach turn.
“He tastes delicious.”
“I know. But our job is to get them ready. This one needs to be put out before we can strap him in. You can touch his cunt a little when he’s out so he can’t know enough to snitch on you to his Alpha. That’s what I do at least. Wrap your cock up if you plan to fuck them while they’re out. That way they don’t get sent home pregnant. No one is the wiser.”
“Should we be talking about this in front of him?” the other voice asked, two fingers pushing into Shouto’s cunt and curling inside of him. His body reacted even if he didn’t want to, wanting to twist away from the pleasure that started in his gut and threatened to make him cum. People had touched him while he was here, but it had been longer than usual since he last came, and he pushed himself back as much as the hook would allow with it still inside him.
“The whore likes when you finger him.”
“He better like it. It’s going to be the last his pussy sees for a while.”
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The hood stayed in place. Struggling against the gag did nothing to help him, and they fed him only when he had been strapped down, unable to move. The Beta nurse, the same one that joined him swimming in Alpha pheromones, petted his head, hand-feeding him over the course of the next few days. He wanted to be able to tell them their mistake, but he risked losing food if he did so much as say a word to any of the doctors that came in the room.
“Your Alpha didn’t tell us that you were so mouthy. We will have to be sure to tell him about how you don’t listen very well. Then he should be able to correct you fairly quickly.” By the time Shouto had his mouth free, they would replace the bit in his mouth, gagging him again as he finished swallowing the last of his meal. “You still have your surgery scheduled for tomorrow. Your Alpha wanted you ready to be picked up the day after, and I think it would help for you to have some extra training in place. So he doesn’t get bored with you while you heal up.”
Shouto flinched when the nurse touched him, his legs already lewdly spread. Her fingers circled his hole, lubrication slicking it from the bottle that had been uncapped moments before. He needed to find a way to tell them, but his breath came in sharp as a second finger pushed into his ass, opening him up. It wasn’t the first time they had touched him there, but it was the first time he had anything inside of him since he had been taken. Having only done anal a few times before now, the intrusion felt alien, and he pushed against it, squeezing around her fingers.
“Do you like it that much? Makes sense considering you’re getting so much of your pussy worked on. Whores like you tend to like anal play. I need to make sure you can only cum here so that way, you can get some pleasure from your Alpha taking your hole.” He could swear he felt her nuzzle up against his side, but being immobile, and with her thrusting her fingers in and out of him, he could have just as easily imagined it. Half of the touch he received in the last week had been out of the ordinary, strange, and altogether unwelcome, from his agreed upon procedure, to her fingering him. She pressed her fingers in deep, and Shouto squeaked behind the bit, clamping down on her digits.
“You did like that.” She ran her thumb over his clit and he keened from behind the gag, the onslaught of stimulation making his pussy ache with emptiness. “I shouldn’t tease you with your clit since you’ll be losing it soon. This way you can at least remember what it will be like after everything is done.” Her thumb left his clit not long after, and he squeezed around her fingers.
“I bet you sound pretty too when you moan. Would you like to do that for your Alpha when you get home? I’m sure he would enjoy your ass being just as big and welcoming as your pussy used to be. When you tighten up, you’re going to grip him so tight. He’ll love it.”
Shouto couldn’t comprehend what she was saying, between the lack of information and desperation at trying to communicate. He squirmed against the straps holding him in place, which she took as pleasure and need for more. Shouto panted, pleasure building in his belly from her thrusting into him, stroking his walls from the inside and stretching him out. He whimpered, slick weeping from his cunt.
He cried out from behind the bit, teeth sinking into it as the toy bloomed to life with vibration. After so long without any other touch, his asshole was sore, overused, and he craved it now. Even with the sinking feeling in his stomach, he could rely on the nurses ensuring that he would be stretched out, his hole played with and fingered, and fucked out until his asshole gaped, unable to close fully without a plug inside of it.
“His Alpha is large, right?” a female voice asked, and Shouto turned his head towards her voice, surprised that his head wasn’t locked into place. He could move around a little bit, enough to be able to crane his head from one side to the other. The movement felt strange after being immobile for over a week now, only being able to move slightly when he was laid down in his bed before the cocktail of drugs that helped him sleep each night worked their way through his system. His neck popped from the strain and he whined behind the gag, the noise coming to a shrill trill as the large plug pushed its way inside of him. He lost track of the days after a while, entirely lost to the waves of sensation and the repeated use of his asshole keeping his cunt tight and pristine. They hadn’t even touched the new piercing they gave him, no matter how much he tried to get them to after enough time where he wanted to cum from somewhere other than his asshole.
Even if his ass was sensitive, he still liked the feeling of his clit being touched, the vibrator sweeping over it like the nurses had done early when he was brought down into his hellish facility. A whine died in the back of his throat, and he squeezed around the vibrator inside of him, needing more than what he was being given.
He wanted to be surprised that his body reacted this way when before this, no one had touched him but himself. No one had bothered to come between him and his purpose in life, how he was made to bore out the next line in powerful heirs to his father’s legacy. But as he squeezed around the vibrator inside of him, trying to pull it in deep, to take it into his ass so that the nurse would properly fuck him with it, he had to wonder why his father kept this sort of pleasure from him. Did he not want him to know how good it could feel to be an Omega, living for his own pleasure? Maybe Touya had the right idea when he was found, grinning in a post-sex haze after one of his heats, smelling like more Alphas than Shouto could count.
He whimpered as his body betrayed him, and fingers tugged on his clit while pressing the vibrator deep into his ass. The knot at the base of the vibrator pressed against his hole, popping in easily as Shouto’s gaping asshole took it in greedily, his hips angled towards the gloved hand touching his clit.
“Why are you bothering to pleasure him like that? He’s just going to get confused when he has his procedure done. You’re making it harder for him.” Shouto heard a scoff on the other side of the room, the fingers running over the outside of his cunt and over his folds as they flicked over the nub of his clit, then tugged on the piercing.
“He needs to associate pleasure with anal. You can train a bitch like this to cum if you use some clit play when you’re pounding his ass, that way when it’s gone, he can still enjoy it.” Shouto focused himself on the fingers pulling back the hood on his clit, exposing it to the cool air and running over his piercing as it stimulated him from every side. “Trust me, I’ve trained so many anal sluts in my time. He’ll be begging for anything to ruin his ass after this. He won’t need this loose hole much longer. Well, except when they breed him.”
Shouto dismissed much of their conversation as his toes curled, his legs twitching from the pleasure overload coursing through him. Being denied the last several days just made the pleasure more intense, so much it started to hurt before too long, his clit growing red and oversensitive as the knot pulsed in and out of his hole before the nurse pulled it from him entirely.
“I forgot to ask if he needed to be fisted. We can ask his Alpha if that’s something he wants to take care of or if he wants to be able to split him open himself. I don’t know how he managed to land himself such a pretty Omega willing to sacrifice so much for him, but it makes me a little jealous.”
Shouto whined softly as the two nurses left him there, his holes twitching and leaking as his slick puddled on the floor below him. It wouldn’t be long before the next shift came in. For now he could rest.
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Shouto wakes up in a different location. The hood he came in with has been replaced on his head, gagging him behind it to keep him from squirming too much. He can feel so much with his sense of smell dulled from the hood, his sense of taste only able to feel the gag in his mouth, his sight obstructed by the hood. He couldn’t think to guess what could happen to him, but waking up in unusual places had him trembling with fear.
“Is he ready for everything?” There’s at least four people in the room. His pussy doesn’t ache, a relief after he heard the two betas talking about him like he wasn’t there. His jaw aching wasn’t anything new, especially when he hadn’t been without a gag in who knows how long. How did they bother feeding him? Suddenly, he found himself spiraling, unable to think about anything other than the growing feeling of dread in his stomach. He could throw up if he wanted, but he would choke on it, or have to swallow it, and the idea made him sick.
“Is he okay? His blood pressure just spiked on that screen.” Knowing they were monitoring him brought some relief, but not enough. Soon, an Alpha came up, giving off some of his calming pheromones after they opened up the nasal slot to let in more air to the tube where they fed in his oxygen.
“Hey there, little one,” someone cooed, their voice indistinct as they petted their hand over the hood where his forehead was. “I know you’re nervous, but it’s okay. What you and your Alpha discussed is still what’s happening and we have him ready to pick you up as soon as you need it. You’ll be here for a day or so before he takes you home, and then you’ll be set to healing so you two can get to fucking properly without you having to be a selfish little whore. You won’t miss your clit one bit. I’m sure you’re ready for it to be gone.” Shouto’s stomach dropped out of his body as the realization hit him. Someone had to have mixed up his file for him to be scheduled for this surgery. Someone else was busy with his file, where it said he was a virgin, untouched, and his father requested no alterations to his frame at any point.
Instead, he was scheduled to lose something Alphas only ordered their Omegas to lose or if they wanted, chose to lose. Now he did want to throw up. Shouto tugged against the straps holding him in place, clenching his jaw when he felt a gentle touch on his inner thigh. The hand soon replaced it with a swab, cool to the touch and wet, judging by how it cooled as the swab pulled away.
His clit tingled slightly, losing sensation for a few minutes while the doctor waited for the wet substance to dry.
“His Alpha only requested a topical. The ones who request no sensation numbed or full sensation numbed are the ones I can understand. The half numbing? That’s the stuff I don’t get.” Shouto swallowed as the doctor explained, feeling a warmth travel down his inner thigh and his cunt as another sensation tugged at his folds. It was hard to differentiate what was happening with the hood in place, but he managed all the same, with the topical soon allowing him sensation after the first few incisions.
He wanted to scream. He needed to scream as the white hot pain sliced through him, making his saliva collect at the back of his throat. He could choke on it right now, save himself some misery as more sensation returned to him. His calves tensed as he tried to direct the pain away from his cunt, desperation taking over, to lose his resolve and simply cry behind the hood. A sob wracked his frame, and he shook his head when the next slice of the knife had him wishing it to be over, even if it meant losing parts of himself. He tried to imagine himself anywhere but here, to think of anything but the heat traveling down his loins and pooling under the crack of his ass. Forecepts gripped the folds after the doctor made a final cut on one side, holding it away before he went to work on the other side. Why did they bother piercing his clit if he would have it removed not long after?
“He’s almost halfway done. Then we can work on sewing him up.” Shouto didn’t register what they were saying, simply that he had to endure as his eyes swelled so fully with tears that they would drown in them before too much longer. “Then he can be bathed and we can get him to a recovery suite for his Alpha to pick him up.”
Shouto tried in vain to shake his head, his muscles finally relaxing as pain shot through him. In his current state, he couldn’t help but tense with each swipe of the scalpel that cut into his folds, or the feeling of fire in his cunt as the doctor tugged at what remained of his folds. His breath came out shaky, and sticking out at the apex of his cunt, sitting atop his mound without any place to hide, the doctor took his clit between his forceps. Shouto tried to hold back the whine at the back of his throat, letting it die in the back of his throat as he whimpered, and the first cut made him want to bite through his tongue. He couldn’t have tried if he wanted to, with the bit keeping him from destroying his teeth either. The second cut, followed by a third, fourth, fifth, had Shouto’s toes curling to try and get away, to regain any semblance of control of the situation before a final tug after the last cut negated much of the pain. He wanted to curl up into a ball, but even as the doctor slowed the bleeding, bandaging him up once they pierced his cunt with a needle to make the opening smaller, now entirely disassociating the rest of the process as he hoped he had married earlier when he was told to, had an Alpha whisk him away and fill him full of pups before he had time to think about the kind of life he could live in any other situation, Shouto let his head lay slack as the rest of his mind went blank.
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Shouto wished he had been awake when the doctors discovered their mistake, had realized they mixed up the files and put a virgin Omega in for a procedure meant for one delving into kink related practices, but as he came to, one of the beta nurses petted the side of his head. Still being blindfolded made it difficult to discern which one was sitting with him, but the Alpha pheromones running into his nose made him panic briefly.
“Shhhh, it’s okay there, little one.” Her hand ran over his cheek, and he nuzzled into it on instinct, even if his Omega screamed at him for doing so. She’s not your Alpha. Don’t do that. “We had to set you up with oxygen and pheromones so you could adjust better. But, good news. We have an Alpha coming to pick you up today. You’ve been out for a few days, and after we noticed our little mistake, it seemed like a good idea to offer you up to the Alpha having his Omega altered initially. But you’ll be fine. He’s quite sweet. He just may need to have you fitted to meet his other needs.”
“As much as I would love another Omega, I’m not looking to adopt one. My little angel is what I need. Now that he's only here to serve my purposes, you might as well adopt him out.” Shouto drooped hearing the Alpha speak not far off, still having little frame of reference to where he was. “As much as I would love to take him off your hands, your mistake isn’t my problem.” Shouto heard an annoyed tch break the air, and a shuffle to the side of him. A hand touched his temple, and he tensed as the beta withdrew from him, leaving his side cooled even as he continued to smell the Alpha pheromones through the oxygen stream.
“How about you take him, dude?” the Alpha offered to someone else, and Shouto nuzzled into the touch against the side of his head. “It already seems like he likes you already. It’s been a while since you had an Omega too, so it could be good for the both of you.” Shouto tensed again as the hand drew away, reaching behind him to tug at the blindfold around his head. The light blinded him initially, and as more of the white room came into view, Shouto could only feel the dread pool in his stomach.
“What all did you have done to Denki?” the blonde in front of him asked, now that Shouto’s vision adjusted and he could see the piercing red eyes in front of him. His body was delicately framed with minimally covering white straps, bondage points at his wrists, knees, and throat, keeping him immobile on the bed as the blonde looked him over like an animal. He supposed he was no better than an animal at that moment.
“He wanted to be clipped and smoothed. He’s going to be perfect for me. And we had his cunt reduced down to only be able to take a knot size three. Though, that’s only because the last time I split him on my knot, he blacked out from cumming so hard.”
“I didn’t need to know that.” The blonde shook his head, picking up the leash hanging on the wall to the side of the otherwise nondescript room save for the minimal medical equipment and bed. “Yeah, I can pick him up.”
“Yeah?” the nurse asked, her voice lilting up as she grinned and reached over to pet Shouto on the cheek. “See, we knew we could find someone to take you home even after the mistake was discovered.” Shouto pulled his head away. “Oh don’t be like that.” She turned to the blonde. “Would you like him to be molded to your needs, or would you prefer to take him home as is?”
The blonde wet his lips, choosing his words carefully. “Have his collar fitted to display my information on his tag. Inform his kin of my plans to purchase him, since they likely can’t do anything with him now. Also—” The blonde looked him up and down. “I think I want him marked, so then that way, he knows he’s mine even when I let him go out without his collar.” He leaned into Shouto’s space. “You may call me Katsuki. Provided you’re a good boy, I can give you everything you could ever want. Test me, and I will ensure that you’re punished appropriately. Do I make myself clear?”
Shouto nodded shallowly, his face mere inches away from Katsuki’s as he agreed. “My father—”
“Will not protest to you being mine. I also didn’t give you permission to speak. We can speak of this when we get home though.” Katsuki leaned in, leaving a little peck on Shouto’s lips before pulling away. “Have him branded with my name.”
The nurse nodded.
“Would you like me to grab you something to drink, my pet?”