The Offering

by Rosary Deville

  “Fu-Fucker, per-vert.” His warm breath against my ear had me trembling, and my body heated up despite the cold. “S-Stop.”

  Don nuzzled my neck, and the collar restricted my throat. It wasn’t tight enough to affect my breathing, but enough to make me feel trapped, to reaffirm that there was no way out of this.

  He fondled my balls from outside the netting before he squeezed my cock, and I moaned. “Definitely worth the purchase.”

  Shame made my cheeks burn. “I-I hate you.”

  “Hmm.” He licked my ear.

  “We-We gonna stay here? Thought we’re gonna do that stupid Obedience thing.”

  Obedience Training. Papa and Mom had told me about that. An all-encompassing How to Submit Your Beta was what it really should have been called. It also opened the gate for championships. As a Highborne beta, I was expected to win championships to make my future offspring more desirable.

  Papa had won two championships, something flaunted by Mom during the year before I came of age, and longer according to Don. I had absolutely no desire to compete in that beauty contest. I didn’t want to be the Most Obedient or Most Beautiful or whatever other bullshit title alpha judges gave. And while Obedience Training on its own didn’t require championships, it was a gateway for the upper-class to make the right connections and steer their betas in that direction.

  Knowing that arrogant jerk, showing me off like a trophy was exactly what he wanted to do—one more thing to bloat his gigantic ego.

  He inserted his tongue into my ear before he pulled out and nibbled my lobe. My lower body began to ache. Smirking, he let me go. My face flushed as I looked down at my hard cock.

  “Fucking jerk.”

  Still looking too pleased with himself, Don stopped restricting my bits with the collar and led me toward the main stadium. I glowered as he kept me on a tight leash. I squeezed a finger in between my collar and my neck, trying to loosen the damn thing. If only it could come off with a simple buckle. But no, the asshole had to get one that required a key, which Don kept on his person. Once more, I was powerless against him.

  Since I ran track in school, I was very familiar with the stadium. Seeing it made me want to run again. It felt like ages since I last jogged, let alone ran. It also made me wonder what my friends were doing at school, since Don had taken me out of class today so he could school me in other ways. His words.

  A large podium stood at the center of the field. All across the field were different activities as they were called, which were nothing more than ways in which alphas could humiliate us.

  Papa had told me some of his and Mom’s experiences with a few of these activities. I always found it strange that he remembered them with fondness.

  Alpha and beta pairs were selecting spots on the grass around the track. Don and I stopped at a comfortable distance from others.

  “Sit.”

  “What the fuck? I’m not your goddamn dog.”

  “I didn’t call you a dog, but you will take your seat at my feet.”

  “Fuck you.”

  Don’s eyes narrowed. The next moment, I was on my belly, and the spikey grass made me want to itch. He stepped on the leash, close to my collar. Thankfully, we weren’t directly on the track, or this would have been even more painful. “That’s better.”

  Moving caused me to choke, but I did anyway. “Fuck-er.”

  He pressed my head into the grass with his shoe, the tuffs muffling my sounds. “Much better.”

  “Mmmm.” I struggled against him, but it was no use. He was too strong, and he stood on the leash.

  “Welcome, mating pairs.” The voice of a priestess of Elaine, Goddess of Obedience, came from the field’s center—probably at that podium, I’d seen earlier. “Today starts the first of your Obedience Training. I see some of the unrulier ones are already being subjugated. Let that be a lesson for any beta who chooses to disobey. Alphas take as long as you need to get your beta in line.”

  Even as she said that I kept struggling. The collar restricted my body, shortening even more of my breath as it tightened around my chest and neck. When it squeezed my ass and groin, a tingle rushed up my spine. I twitched at the sensations. Feeling utterly trapped, confined. The grass still tickled my skin, but I had no way of scratching. A sound too much like a whimper escaped my lips. Don was teaching me my place, and I didn’t like it.

  Don’s foot pressed me farther into the grass. “If you want to suffocate, by all means, keep it up.”

  The priestess hadn’t stopped speaking. “Betas that aren’t misbehaving take a knee behind your alpha. Alphas rest a palm on your beta’s head. This is called the Praying position. This will be your starting position. Each class will begin and end with this position. Now, let us begin the prayer to the gracious Goddess Elaine.”

  Don whispered into my ear, “Shall I fuck you, my little Fern? Right here, while you’re helpless and exposed.”

  “Uhm uhmm,” I tried to shake my head. He grabbed my ass, his fingers trailing along my crack, itching to enter me. I didn’t wanna be fucked. I wanted to be free, but that wasn’t going to happen. Either I stopped struggling, or he’d fucked me right here on the grass.

  I fought anyway. I didn’t want him to fuck me, but I’d be damned before I rolled over onto my belly for him.

  The leash squeezed my cock, and I moaned, thankful for once that the grass muffled the sound. But Don still heard it.

  “Too late.” His belt buckle clanked, then he was on my back, pressing me into the ground even more. His cock nudged into my pucker. In one brutal movement, he thrust into me, tearing my skin a bit, and I cried out. The pain bordered on pleasure, the pleasure bordering on pain. Don’s alpha prowess already began healing the hurt.

  Now that he was no longer shoving my face in the grass, I could see around me. Other betas were being fucked on the grass. One beta was being taken up the ass, her large alpha pounding her into submission. She kept trying to get away, to no avail.

  My groin ached. Something about the scene was hot. Maybe it was the submission. Maybe it was Don pumping into my ass, riding me hard, biting my shoulder. The suit stiffened around my body everywhere Don had tightened it. I lay, mouth opened, panting on the grass. My body rocked against the ground in line with his thrusts. I wanted to keep struggling, but I was tiring. Soon I couldn’t move a muscle; the girdle was so tight.

  Don was heavy on top of me, whispering words into my ear.

  “How about it, Fern?” He nipped my cartilage, tugging it between his teeth. “Gonna stop fighting me? Or do you wanna spend the entire class with my cock up your ass.” He closed a hand over my mouth, so I couldn’t answer him.

  I could no longer think. My eyes rolled back into my head as I surrendered to the pleasure.

  Then he came hard in my ass, and all I could do was moan. When he came, I fell over the edge with him. But it was different this time like my orgasm was dictated by him. I’d heard of this—when an alpha makes his beta force-cum. It was unlike any orgasm I had experienced. It rushed through my body, drawing all of me into the feelings of pleasure, of pain, of my owner. That’s what it felt like—like he was the one in control over my body. Not me. He took the energy from me and left me lethargic. I felt his influence settling in more places inside me.

  He forced me into another orgasm. It was more than simple pleasure. This was entrapment. The more I came, the more it sucked the fight out of me. Making me docile until I lay motionless beneath him.

  “Good boy.” He stroked my sweaty hair. The moment he let up on the leash, I dragged in a deep breath. My body still tingled from the sex.

  Don tugged the leash until he had me on my knees. “Praying position, come on. Get up onto one knee.”

  Exhausted, I bared my teeth. The girdle tightened around my cock. I whimpered, still sensitive from having come so furiously. The pain forced me to comply. “I hate you.”

  “Keep quiet. Bow your head to the Goddess.”

  At the mention of Elaine, m
y head bowed on its own. Don rested a flat palm on top of me, making me look down even farther. I grumbled at his touch. His semen pooled from my hole, leaking down my cheeks until it collected in the net holding my balls.

  I couldn’t have felt more owned. I had bent the knee for him. His cum still dripped from my ass. His hand on my head prevented me from looking up. I briefly wondered how long we would be in Obedience Training. In my mind, I saw me with a full belly carrying his pup still returning here until he got every bit of rebellion out of me. I trembled, my instincts overwhelmed me completely, and I shut my eyes, feeling Elaine’s blessing upon me, schooling me. She, too, wanted me to submit to my alpha.

  Don must have felt my shift, for he growled approvingly. That only rekindled my will to rebel. I was still too weak to do much fighting, but I began to regain my energy. There was no way, absolutely none, that I would give in to him so willingly. I wasn’t his mate yet, nor did I want to be. I tried to shut off the thoughts inside me that spoke otherwise. We still had one more Offering to get through—along with Betas Night right around the corner. I had to stay strong.

  “Alphas begin warming up your betas. Betas, as you trek in a circle, know you follow in the footsteps of the great Goddess Elaine, who calls you to obey your alpha. Walk your place with pride, pride in yourself, and in your alpha.”

  A sharp tug on the leash brought me to my feet. The force almost choked me. When Don began walking, I had to move fast, or he would drag me by the leash.

  “Fuck, this is like a dog…” I was still exhausted, only my will to fight kept me going, but I felt peeved. Pride in myself? Yeah right! I had no idea how a beta could feel proud of being walked on a leash. We were not slaves, and certainly not dogs.

  “Alphas keep your beta close. If you need to punish them, please step off the track to do so as we must keep the procession moving.”

  As we walked, a heady rush came over me, making me lightheaded, awakening innate feelings of submission, making me feel connected to him on an entirely new level. Papa had told me walking the track with Mom holding his leash had put him in the proper headspace for obedience. I hated how I now understood him in a way I never even imagined. My alpha’s will awakened my body, opened my soul. I could still feel his thick cock moving inside me and hearing the sounds made as my beta juices slicked my hole as he pumped in and out of me. My knees weakened, and my foot slipped.

  Instead of falling, I was caught in his strong arms. Despite walking behind him, he had kept me from falling and pulled me against his chest. Hearing his strong heartbeat thudding against my ear soothed some of my anger.

  “Shh, I’ve got you.”

  His seductive voice made my heart feel like it was about to leap out of my chest.

  “Let-Let go.” Inside, I begged him to submit me, to own me. Those feelings were so strong, I was trembling.

  “And let you eat the dirt?”

  “B-Better th-an this…”

  “You really are stubborn, aren’t you?” Don steered us out of the circle, and I knew what was coming next. My groin ached. It didn’t matter that his cum was still warm inside me. I wanted him back to fucking me. I wanted his cock all day, all night. I wanted him to make a baby inside me.

  He thrust me onto my belly. This time, Don got on hands and knees on top of me, pinning me to the earth. Tightening his grip on my leash, he forced me to stay down, my head rested to the side. I panted, billowing the turfs of grass. I felt his breath against my neck. Felt his weight—not enough that I couldn’t breathe—only enough to leave me feeling confined.

  It was the strangest sensation—feelings so out of control of my body—so many emotions. I clenched my fists to get out some of my anger. My erection, painfully stiff, pressed into the ground, leaking with beta juices.

  “Are you enjoying this?” Don whispered into my ear.

  “St-Stop.”

  “Not gonna happen.” Don’s sharp, somehow still seductive tone sent a shiver running down my spine. “For the next hour, you’re going to be obedient to me.”

  I wanted him to fuck me again and again, and it pissed me off almost to the point of killing my erection. Almost, because the longer he stayed on top of me, the more my beta instincts consumed me. Trailing his hand down my back along the leather girdle, he cupped my ass. His fingers cool against my sweaty skin.

  “I think you need more of a reminder of who’s in charge here.”

  I swallowed. “N-Not yo-u.” Speaking grew difficult. “Tha-t’s fer s-sure. I w-on’t—”

  Two fingers pressed against my pucker before they pushed into my hole. My face burned with embarrassment at the sloshing sounds his fingers made in my beta juices.

  “You really want this, don’t you, Fern? Your tight, little hole craves to be filled with cock.” My helpless whimper had me gritting my teeth. “My cock.” As he continued to fuck me with his fingers, colors and dots flashed across my vision. “Such a perfect little hole,” he whispered into my ear, “I should really call it my cum hole.” Then he nibbled the lobe. “It looks even sexier stretched around my cock, taking me all the way in.” Heat coiled in my stomach as his warm breath caressed my skin. “But I’m not going to fuck you again. If you behave for the remainder of the class, then I’ll give you what you want. I won’t even wait until we get home. I’ll fuck you long and good right here on the grass.”

  I still wanted to rebel and push him away, but fighting my instincts was nearly impossible.

  “If you don’t behave, you won’t be getting any cock. I’ll keep you aching for me for as long as it takes. I don’t mind. I love seeing you helpless beneath me. But you…you’ll feel it. I’ll make you feel it.” The collar squeezed around my cock, and I yelped at the pain, tremors of need making constriction all the more painful. “So, are you going to behave?”

  My tears muddied the dirt, my body trembling all over, but I nodded as if beyond my control.

  He got off me and pulled me up to my feet. My prominent erection bulged around the girdle, so there was no way for me to hide my arousal. I screwed my eyes shut, so I didn’t have to see his satisfied grin.

  He pulled me against his chest and licked from my neck to my ear before he ghosted a claim mark, and I trembled. “You may not like it, but you’re mine now, Fern. And I will submit you, and then you’ll be seeking me out, begging me to fuck you. I won’t even have to ask. That’s how trained you’ll be.”

  I sagged against him.

  “Come on.” Taking my leash again, he led us back onto the track.

  Several betas glanced at me. Alphas too. It was easy to spot the alphas who weren’t quite satisfied with their betas given the hungry look they gave me. I didn’t want to see it, so I shut my eyes. Quickly, I opened them. I didn’t want to fall on my face.

  Don was by my side. “It’s okay to let go and close your eyes. I won’t let you fall. And I won’t let them hurt you.”

  I trembled as his arm went around me. He still held my leash firmly in his other hand, but his arm around me helped steer me and even provided me with speed, so I was no longer trotting to keep up.

  We passed another alpha whose eyes raked over me. This one was a golden bronze, muscular beast. Not as beautiful as Don when he was a werewolf, though, although it was obvious that he was also Highborne. Stupid self! Stop finding stupid Don beautiful!

  Giving in, I closed my eyes.

  By the second lap, Don had let me go and had instead walked me on the leash. I still felt the alphas watching me, and it was unnerving. I had no way to stop them from seeing my painfully hard cock. My juices flowed from the tip, dripping to the ground. They also leaked out of my hole and down the backs of my thighs. Still, I didn’t bother opening my eyes or fighting him. Instead, I let go and felt the leash moving me along. Leading me, and I knew I was safe.

  “It is now time to begin the activities for those pairs that wish to participate. Otherwise, alphas, keep submitting your betas. We’ve got twenty minutes before class is over.”


  The priestess’s voice jarred me to reality. I had no clue how long I had zoned out. I couldn’t believe we had twenty minutes left. That meant he’d been walking me for thirty minutes straight. It had felt like I’d followed him for hours.

  Don stopped walking, and I almost banged right into him. He turned to me with a look of love on his face, and it stole my breath away. “I think we can leave the activities until next time. You’ve submitted so beautifully today, Fern.”

  I swallowed, unable to look away as he tucked a curl behind my ear and brushed a kiss on my forehead. I wasn’t sure why the words slipped my lips, but they did, much to my dismay. “R-Really? That’s it?” The note of disappointment in my tone was unmistakable. Where the hell had that come from?

  “Oh.” His lips quirked into a sly smile. “Want some more?”

  Frantically, I shook my head.

  “My dear little Fern.” He petted my hair again. “Such a contradiction you are.” Without another word, he swept me off my feet. “All right, if you insist. How about we try an easy one to start off with. Next time, I promise we’ll do harder ones.”

  “Wait!” I squirmed, trying to get away. “I didn’t mean that I wanted to do more! I didn’t. That’s your perverted mind thinking—”

  His firm kiss took the words straight from my open mouth, his tongue brutally exploring inside, ripping a moan from me.

  “Oh, you meant it.”

  “Shouldn’t I be the one deciding that? Given, I’m the one who knows what I feel?” I was tired, but not enough to miss the opportunity to be sassy.

  “Nope.”

  “Bastard.”

  The activity he brought me to was close to the track, some meters away.

  The stocks were open, and Don fitted my head and wrists to the device before closing it up. Immediately fear butterflied in my stomach. I couldn’t move, and Don could do whatever the hell he wanted to me…

  “Shh.” Don stroked my ass. “This is no different than how I’ve submitted you before. Relax into it. I won’t hurt you, nor will I leave you.”