She woke up early, she knew it was around five o’clock. As usual. She washed herself and braided her hair. She wore a simple white dress, this outfit made her look fresh and really young. She had a lot of time so she decided to read one of the books that were placed in her room. It was poetry, one of some latest editions, maybe it was popular and up to date. Arya read a few ones. They were nice but they didn’t leave any strong impression on her. For a brief moment she tried to memorize one of them. It came easily to her. It was a poem about spring awakening, a nice description. A knock on the door.
“Enter”
A young servant came in.
“Madam it’s breakfast time, Mr Reyes is waiting.”
Arya followed the servant to a smaller room with windows on the west side of the mansion. The room was well lit and bright. Mr Reyes supplied the only contrasting color as he was wearing black clothes again. He was reading a newspaper and drinking coffee, when she entered, he stopped for a moment and looked at her.
“Leave us Martha.”
The servant bobbed and left.
“Sit down.” Arya sat down on the other chair. On the table there were croissants, some jam and fruits as well as juice and tea.
“You can eat.”
Arya took the still warm croissant and added strawberry jam, it was so sweet a little bit spread on her fingers and Arya licked it clean then she noticed Mr Reyes look.
“Are you trying to seduce me?”
Arya was dumbfounded for a moment.
“Do you want me to?” She asked back without thinking.
Mr Reyes put the newspaper aside.
“I think I need to show you something and explain to you what I expect from you. Finish your breakfast.”
Arya ate the croissant and drank some juice, she wasn’t hungry anymore. Her stomach was tight, she was stressed.
“Before we go, what do you think of me?” He looked serious and Arya for a brief moment froze. Can she be honest? Why not, she has already told him everything he wanted to know.
“You are not a noble man Master, I believe everything I see here you achieved on your own, looking at your hands you seem to be a fighter. After yesterday’s talk you wanted a noble Omega to confirm your status in the society.”
There was a long silence but Arya managed to maintain eye contact without squirming from fear.
“You are a really good observant. Follow me.” He didn’t deny a single word she said. They went upstairs again and stopped in front of a door on the left almost opposite to her room. Mr Reyes took out a key and opened the door letting Arya in.
For a brief moment the air was sucked out of her lungs. She was fucked, the whole blood was drenched from her face. She was wondering whether the plump ugly guy wouldn’t have been a better option. Maybe even that fucking pimp too.
“Don’t forget to breathe.” She heard from behind.
“So now you understand what kind of person I am?”
A sadist and control freak Arya thought but didn’t dare to say it out loud. The room was a scary place. There was a bed in the middle with a metal frame and a mirror behind it. On the wall she could see some handcuffs in different sizes as well as a few whips. There was a shelf displaying plugs, some of them had tails attached to it, there were also some collars, some of them had gems and looked pretty. Accept of the bed there was one armchair and one simple wooden chair, in the right corner there was a wooden construction reminding Arya of pillory. Hundreds of thoughts crossed her mind and every one was more shocking than the other. In every corner there was a tall silver candle holder. There also was one window. The walls were covered with fabric as well as the doors. Arya touched it, it was soft.
“The room was made soundproof.” She heard from behind.
“Your thoughts Omega?”
Arya turned around and looked at him, there was that dominant look on his face. He was a Master of this mansion and this room was his playground, now a new live toy has been added.
“I’m scared. I don’t enjoy pain and I don’t want to die just like Cora who was strangled by her customer.” She couldn’t be more honest, he asked for it.”
For a moment he was silent then he came closer.
“You are afraid because you know nothing about this kind of relationship, it is actually based on trust. I will not hurt you, I will always keep our plays on the verge of pain and pleasure I make sure of it. Omegas are naturally submissive. I will make you enjoy it.”
Submissive my ass, was Arya’s thought, Alphas always wanted to see it that way. It was a good excuse to force their will upon Omegas.
“Now don’t be shy, look around and touch what you want. Everything here is new, I bought it for my Omega.”
Aria moved around and looked at the whips, leather floggers and even a riding crop.
“This one is my favorite.” Her Master pointed at the riding crop.
“What do you think of these collars? Which one do you find pretty?”
Arya looked at them one by one, they were made of leather, two were simple ones, one black and the other red. The next one was more delicate with a single gem and a silver chain attached to it. It was light.
“Do you like this one?” She could feel his breath on her neck and his pheromones too. Her Master was excited.
“Yes it looks pretty.” She admitted.
“Do you want to try it on?”
Fuck no, she didn’t want to still she turned around and looked at Master’s eyes they were two shades darker, it was desire she could feel it in his pheromones and in his whole aura. Without a single word she handed him the collar over and raised her hair giving him an easy access to her neck.“Watch out Omega, don’t tease me, I might not hold back.” His hand for a moment landed on her neck stroking her delicate skin touching the glands which made her shiver.“I will mark you when you turn eighteen.” He whispered, putting a collar around her neck. “Turn around.Arya let her arms down and turned around looking at him.“It suits you, my little kitten.” He said while caressing her cheek, she leaned into his touch.“Wait here.” He went to a dresser and took something out. As he came closer Arya noticed it was a hairband with cat’s ears.“I ordered it a while ago.” Her Master put it on her head and looked very pleased. “You do look like a kitten with those big green eyes.” For a moment he w
The next few days passed in a very regular manner. Breakfast with Reyes, piano practice, stroll in the garden, lunch with Reyes, reading and another piano practice, dinner with Reyes back to her room and waiting whether or not he will call for her. For the past two days he didn’t. Slowly Arya learned about life in the mansion. Her Master liked having everything under control, he knew every servant and their schedule. There was no place for slacking; everyone knew what they were supposed to do. What was worse, everyone kept quiet. She didn’t come across a single gossiping person.Her Master was a mystery herself, she learned nothing about him. The only thing she knew was that he was obsessed with control. He was controlling her day schedule, what she was eating, reading and sometimes even what she was wearing. He spends a lot of time in his study. He left the mansion once or twice but he was always back for the meals. Today some people were visiting him so she was ordered to stay in he
“You do understand why you were punished?” Her Master cheeks were flashed, he was aroused. She could make him more excited using her pheromones and showing submission in a more erotic way, but she didn’t feel like it.“Of course Master. I broke the rules and deserved to be punished.” She was standing looking him straight in the eyes. She could feel his pheromones but she made sure not to release any of hers.“Are you angry Omega?”“Wouldn’t dare Master. I’m your property, you can do whatever you want with me.” Her answer made him stunned for a moment.“Yes you are mine. Don’t forget that.” His aura became even more gloomy.“I won’t Master. Ever. Again.”Then there was an awkward silence.“You can rest.”“Thank you Master.” Arya stood in one place not moving a single step. Mr Reyes turned around and his pale blue eyes met hers.“Tomorrow you are allowed to go for a walk.”Arya kept silent, she hated him. He can stick this walk right into his ass. He was standing there expecting some re
The week was long as fuck. Arya was reading or sleeping; she also took long warm baths. The only interruption to her solicitude was the appearance of the butler three times a day bringing her food. After the fourth day Jason started a conversation.“Madam, Master isn’t a bad person. If you ask him for forgiveness he will let you out of this room.”Arya looked at the butler, smiled and retorted.“Thank you for your advice sir.” Then nothing, she wasn’t willing to admit to any mistake, she wasn’t a perverted control freak.Jason stood for a moment waiting for her to say something more but Arya kept quiet.“Enjoy your food madam.”
Surprise, let it be. The curtains in the carriage were down, she could see nothing again.“Can I look through the window?”“Yes, if you want.” The pleased look was stuck to his face.Arya lifted the curtains, she could watch the residential area, they were somewhere on the east side of the city. She has never been there. It was the rich part. Right now they are moving to the center of the city. Arya could see some passers by. The weather was sunny and it was warm, children were playing in the garden, a young woman was walking with a small dog, and a boy was selling newspapers. Ordinary life she hasn’t seen for a while. The carriage stopped in front of a cafe.“Come here Arya.” Mr Reyes helped her out of the carriage. They walked into a cafe. In the corner next to a window there was a small table for two and Mr Reyes headed that way. It was a nice breakfast, Arya kept looking around.“What’s so interesting?” her companion finally asked.‘Everything, I haven’t been to such a cafe for a
When they reached the mansion Arya’s head was a mush. Those pheromones of his made her drunk, she was horny. She could barely walk. She had no idea that Alphas pheromones could affect her to that extent.“You are so responsive, I bet your underwear is already soaked. Are you ready for me?” His deep voice was so seductive.“Yes Alpha.” Something absolute primal responded to his question.She actually had no clue how they got to her room, he must have carried her there. As he placed her on the bed she managed to wrap her arms around his neck. She didn’t want to part with him. As he was trying to straighten his back she grabbed his hair.“Who allowed you to let go of me?” Arya’s eyes darkened and she sat do
His eyes were instantly glued to her body, he noticed all the hikes and even the few bite marks he left on her. Her body looked and felt really nice, he was recalling all the memories from the last night, actually he was ready to repeat that.Arya noticed his lustful gaze, yes her Master was ready to make another round, she wasn’t however. She was still a bit sore. Telling “no” to him will be futile. She took the duvet out of the bed and tossed it aside uncovering the already aroused Alpha. Mr Reyes smiled at her action.“Stay where you are.” She said loudly. “Watch me.”Arya slowly started to touch herself, keeping her eyes in contact with the Master. She smirked a bit when her hand slid between her legs and she started to rub her pussy.“Now touch yourself I want to see it.” Her eyes were now fixed on his erect manhood.“You are forgetting yourself Omega, I’m the Master.” He smiled getting up. “I have to say it was quite refreshing to follow your orders for a bit, but I crave someth
The Society. Nobody wanted to be a pariah, being part of The Society meant you were somebody, you achieved something. The Society could chew you up and spit you out or make you raise to the top. Noble people were most welcomed and desired as everybody sought their companion and wanted to be noticed by an earl, baron or the duke. Recently new group of people has been added to The Society, the rich ones. Being a noble person doesn’t always equal to being wealthy. Quite often the nobles were on the verge of bankruptcy than marrying a nouveau riche might be a life saving matter, thus marriages of that kind occurred more often. Mr and Mrs Netherfells were an example of such marriage.Mrs Netherfel was a plain plump Beta in her thirties, her father was a successful merchant in the vine business. Her husband was the second son of baron, tall, lanky Alpha with piercing blue eyes a bit older than his wife. He had that sophisticated look of being bored wherever he was, as if his presence was a