Fucked Too Much to Be an Alpha Ch. 07

Miko made it out of that house without running into Zaga or his father or anyone else save the driver who brought her home. She dearly hoped no one had been at home. Surely anyone in that house would have heard the noises they had made. Pure ecstasy.

As she stepped through the back gate, she felt the weight of her purse and remembered it was heavier due to Meryl's gift. The harnessed, thick silicone cock had been difficult to fit in her handbag.

Miko didn't know if it was new or used, and she couldn't admit to herself which possibility she preferred. Meryl had insisted she take it with her. Its purpose left unstated but obvious. To be used to fuck her own son up his ass. Oh secret betrayal. Miko smiled at the naughty secret as she returned to her own home through the back door.

"Where have you been?!"

Why do mothers always love to ask that question? Miko spun around to find her mother sitting eerily still at the kitchen table.

She forced herself to stay calm and keep her tone as casual as possible when she responded, "I... I went to see Zaga's match in the arena."

Chereel squinted as she weighed her daughter's response. Several signs of potential deception. The girl's cheeks were flushed pink, and she looked a bit nervous. Her hair was also tousled.... she looked freshly fucked! But who was the lucky alpha? Could it be Zaga? Whoever it was, Chereel was pleased enough with any sign that Miko was accepting her beta status so she decided not to press any further. "Oh! Who won?"

"Zaga did," Miko said with a forced smile.

"Oh that's marvelous! I knew that boy was a champion."

An awkward silence drew out between them.

Chereel decided to change the subject to more pressing matters. "So tomorrow is our appointment with the consultant for your professional photoshoot. She let me know that she is very pleased with all of the photos you've sent her. She just hopes you've been keeping to the stretching schedule she set out. You are on schedule, aren't you?"

Miko sighed with unfeigned frustration. "Yes mother!"

Chereel's expression softened. She knew her daughter had been through a lot recently. "I know it's been difficult for you, sweetheart. But don't worry, things will start getting easier soon. When your clit gets a bit smaller and loses the ability to become fully erect, we can remove the cage and then-"

"Can I go?!" Miko said, uncomfortable and anxious to be anywhere else.

"Fine, yes of course," her mother said softly, and Miko hurriedly made for her bedroom.

Closing the door behind her, Miko let her head fall back against the door, closing her eyes and focusing on calming herself the fuck down. The brief conversation with her mother reignited her anxieties about her future.

She took a deep breath and opened her eyes, spying the wall mirror. Her mother had moved a full length mirror into her bedroom facing the mattress to help with her "self-exploration." Miko had protested at the time, but she'd since come to appreciate having the expansive mirror next to her bed.

She quickly discarded her dress. Her ass looked so soft and full, bursting from either side of her thong panties. She tugged her panties down to look at her naked self.

Her ever-shrinking clit looked throughly defeated, trapped in the chastity cage. Her mother had assumed it was a great burden even for a beta, torturing her, preventing her orgasm.

But in reality it hadn't really bothered her. She had cum hard from her ass - twice - despite her locked away clitty. It bothered her that she was adapting to betahood even more easily than her mother thought. Was she a slut?

She felt guilt and shame, worrying that maybe she was a perverted, deviant beta. How could she demand more respect and responsibility than a typical beta if she was sluttier than a typical beta?

And at the same time, a conflicting desire was growing as she admired herself in the mirror. She was horny. Again.

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Moments later, she lay on her back, craning her neck up to look at her plugged ass in the mirror between her widely spread legs.

Though only the orange outer flange was visible, her body knew how big the part inside her felt, allowing her mind to fill in the complete picture. Her rectum was absolutely stuffed.

Miko glanced over at the final plug where it lay innocently on the mattress. Fire-engine red, like a not-so-subtle warning sign: use only with extreme caution. The bulbous toy looked grotesquely large.

When she had first opened the package and reviewed the rainbow of ever-larger butt stuffers, she had assumed the larger sizes were just for novelty or shock value. Too big to ever actually push inside a real human's asshole. But she had kept to the consultant's schedule and had been amazed at how her body adapted to the thick anal invaders.

She reached a hand down under her leg to retrieve the orange plug. Her plush ass seemed to enlarge by the day. She could barely reach around her fleshy globe to finger the end of the plug. Giving up, she brought her hand back around and sent it straight down between her legs. She got a good grip on the base and tugged firmly.

"Mmmmmrrrmm" a moan released from deep within her throat as her little asshole hung on, resisting the departure of its dominant guest.

She continued to moan, playing tug-o-war with her anus, watching her pelvic floor bulge and hollow until her lower lips finally lost their grip. The fat orange plug plopped free, leaving her butthole gaping.

Miko stared between her legs at her dilated entrance in the mirror. More of an oval than a circle. She marveled at how stretched out she was. Her body had never been to this place.

Dirty thoughts washed over her, soaking her mind. 'That's a whore's asshole!' 'How many betas could take a fucking like that and cum from it?' 'You love it, don't you?' 'Don't you wish you'd been creampied?'

To her surprise, these thoughts made her feel warm and reassured and proud. She was succeeding. Maybe the game was fucked up, but this was an arena in which she could be a champion.

Her thoughts were interrupted when the final red plug caught her eye. 'Do it!' her inner slut encouraged.

She dropped the orange plug on the mattress and picked up the thick red butt stuffer. The weight of it in her hand made her swallow her saliva in trepidation. It excited her. The same excitement mountaineers feel at the sight of Everest.

Coating in with a gratuitously thick layer of lubricant until it glistened, Miko presented the tip to her swollen rim.

At first, her body seemed pleased, happy to be filled again. The familiar stretch in her anus and fullness in her rectum made her sigh contentedly. She continued to push.

The tapered tip quickly swelled as Miko shoved it deeper in her backside. Her anal ring seemed to tighten, though it was actually the toy getting wider and wider as it entered her sissy cunt.

Fullness began to give way to pain. Miko took a deep breath and moved her thoughts inward. Her internal monologue gently begged her body to comply. 'Relax. Don't clench. Let it in. Let it all in. Let yourself be fucked. Beta ass is meant to be stuffed.'

Her body went along for another inch but panicked when the toy stretched further than ever before. Miko felt her body lash out, angry with her for betraying its trust, trying to clench down to get a grip on the fat greased plug. Before her cowardly asshole could tighten too much, Miko's arm pushed the toy in hard, as hard as she could.

Her sphincter froze in shock as it felt the widest part push a single millimeter past its grip. Suddenly, Miko and her body were on the same side again, both scared of what was about to come. After another moment, her butthole inevitably began to squeeze, quickly drawing more butt plug inside her than she could handle.

"Hahhhhhhh!"Miko screamed, high-pitched and terrified, letting go of the plug and gripping the comforter in a futile effort to deal with the pain in her spasming anus.

Seconds later, her mother rushed in. "Miko, are you alright?!"

Miko looked up, eyes as big as saucers, cheeks flushed with exertion and embarrassment, while her anus clutched at the enormous plug stuffed up her rear end.

"I.... I.... I think it's too big. I think I made a mistake. I... I think I may be torn."

Her mother rushed to her aid, helping her roll onto her side to decrease the pressure on her pelvic muscles. Then she gently spread the girl's buttocks so she could get a better look at her stretched out ring.

She gasped but managed to keep from exclaiming 'holy shit!' out loud. The cherry-red plug was massive. Chereel was impressed. Even in the prime of her youth, she was quite sure she'd never taken anything that big up her own ass. Her daughter was truly talented.

"Is it... is it bad?" Miko looked straight ahead as she waited for her mother's assessment.

Cheerel ran a gentle fingertip along her daughter's taut, glistening rim. Every wrinkle had been smoothed out, but the skin still had a bit of pink that blanched under the added pressure of her finger.

"You're ok, baby."

Miko slowly turned to look back at her mother. As the fear dissipated, the embarrassment grew. Chereel smiled, and the next moment they were laughing together at the awkward situation.

"I feel so full..."

"I don't doubt it. I don't think I've ever taken anything that big. You've got a real talent for this, sweetheart."

"I just followed the schedule..."

"Ha! You make it sound so easy. Like telling someone struggling with obesity to 'just eat less'. You're a natural at this, Miko. There's not an alpha who won't want you." Chereel beamed with pride.

Miko was only half paying attention to the conversation. Her thoughts were largely dominated by the constant, high volume sensations coming from her over-stuffed rectum. She breathed in and out, letting her eyes unfocus, experiencing the subtle clenches and twists of her anal muscles as if she was listening to a symphony.

She was pulled back from her raptures by a slow, persistent tug between her cheeks.

"Whoa! No, don't!" Miko sent a protective hand down to defend her pucker's property.

"It's gotta come out sometime, sweetheart. You barely got it in. I don't think you should sleep with it."

Miko pondered her mother's words. Her mind could grasp the logic, but her anus was firmly against anything sliding in or out at the moment.

Chereel took her silence as tacit permission to continue. Resuming her gentle pull on the sex toy, she watched her daughter's stretched ring be dragged out from between her cheeks, unwilling to release its grip.

"Wait, I said-"

"Hush, I'll help you. Just bite your pillow. It's okay to moan."

To her mother's surprise, the girl did as she was told, taking the soft corner of her pillow between her teeth and moaning submissively. She was so cooperative now, even for a beta.

Chereel saw this behavior, along with the girl's obvious anal prowess, as further reassurance they had made the right decision to have her fucked. The girl was a natural beta. Sending her to compete in the arena would have been irresponsible. Like sending a sheep to slaughter. They had been excellent parents.

With these pleasant thoughts warming her brain, Chereel smiled and brought her other hand up to get better leverage. She took a handful of the girl's pale moon cheek, pushing forward while she pulled on the plug with her other hand. As she tugged, she ran the pad of her other thumb soothingly over the girl's perineum and the back of her hairless scrotum. The girl whimpered as her asshole began to lose the tug of war, and more bright red plug began to emerge from her depths. Chereel felt herself becoming excited by the image before her. Such a hot little bitch!

Chereel realized that she'd misremembered how big the red plug was. Her daughter's sphincter became impossibly wide before the plug came free with a yelp.

The girl's gape was fantastically sexual.

Chereel didn't realize that her own mouth was hanging open, salivating. The panting she heard was not coming from her daughter. She tried to calm herself by taking a deep breath, but this only drew her attention to her razor sharp nipples brushing against her shirt.

The air was thick with sexual tension. Neither had expected it, but it was here all the same. No one said a thing.

Chereel swallowed her saliva, feeling like a passenger in her own body as she reached forward and ran the pad of her thumb over the girl's gushy, gaping fuckhole. It quivered beneath her touch, longing to be filled again. Chereel bit her lip, realizing she'd already made her decision.

She pushed three fingers up her daughter's clutching asshole. The girl moaned loudly into her pillow while simultaneously pushing her hips back against her mother's hand.

Chereel's mouth hung open, her expression conflicted, her breathing hard. She couldn't help herself as she slid her pinky in to join her other three fingers in the ensconcing molten warmth of slut ass.

Miko kept her eyes closed, afraid to do anything that might break the spell of the moment. She knew it was fucked up, but the pleasures coming from her harlot asshole were too good. As the fingers in her ass twisted, she squealed into the pillow, unable to prevent the contractions of her overstretched pucker.

Chereel felt a the hint of a smile on her face, which quickly grew into a full blown evil grin. She felt disconnected from her real life, her identify as a wife and mother, like nothing mattered outside of this moment, like she was just a fictional character in an erotic novel. The bitch in front of her was a born slut, built for sin, no question. The little beta's bottom was stuffed tight, true, but Chereel knew there was still room for her thumb.

Miko felt it. That fifth digit poking along her rim, searching for the best place to attack. She started to whimper, trapped by the conflicting desire to be further degraded and the fear of being overwhelmed. The naughtiness of her sexuality exposed to her mother, her chronic resentment, the fresh shame of being gaped so lewdly - all simmered beneath a thick layer of want, soaking her brain, making her shudder.

Her mother chose her spot. The tip of the thumb wormed into her rim, deliberate and controlled. The fingers in her ass seemed to coalesce into a single slippery mass spreading her butthole, a monolith marking a new frontier. Her mother moved her hand back and forth with subcentimeter amplitude, trying to stretch her daughter's asshole as far as possible before her final push.

Miko couldn't handle the anticipation. Her body shook, and she started to keen, a high-pitched continuous wail.

Her mother slapped her ass hard. Smiling as her Miko moaned from the reflexive contraction of her sphincter, Chereel scolded her mockingly, "Relax your ass, slut!"

Miko was desperately trying to do just that as the gentle back and forth motion in her rectum became a constant forward pressure.

For the longest time, it seemed that no progress was being made. The older beta's hand didn't enter her any further. Instead her pelvic floor, her rectum, the intruder insider her - all seemed to move as a single unit being stuffed up inside her, deep between her cheeks. The room was quiet, near silent apart from the rhythmic whir of the ceiling fan, but it accentuated the eroticism of the soft sounds they made - the panting of two aroused betas, the pathetic whimpers of someone having a fist shoved up their ass for the first time.

A fine shimmer of sweat formed on Miko's naked body, a mixture of fear and exertion. Her asshole seemed to be able to stretch no further. Just when she thought they would have to give up, her mother's fist slid a few millimeters past her sphincter.

"Hoah!" Miko's eyes shot open. She looked back over her shoulder to find her mother's gaze locked on her rear, her expression brimming with delight. In that moment, Miko wasn't her daughter, wasn't even a person, she was simply a fuckhole.

The look in her mother's eyes scared her, and she was about to protest when another few millimeters of fist sunk into her desecrated ass. Miko's eyeballs rolled up and inward, her pupils dilating, her thoughts obliterated by the incredible thickness parting the innermost folds of her asspussy. Her inner sphincter hadn't swallowed the fist yet, but it had admitted the widest part, her mother's knuckles sliding just past her slippery defeated threshold. It was obvious to both of them now that she would take the fist.

Chereel paused here, savoring the anticipation. "Fucking ass whore..." she whispered under her breath. The girl's plump booty quivered. Her little cocklette throbbed between her legs. Chereel could feel the little vixen's swollen prostate bulging into her tunnel, throbbing in time with her clitty.

Miko was breathing hard, teetering on the edge of a panic attack, her high-pitched squeals interrupted rhythmically every time she sucked in fresh air.

Chereel dialed up the pressure again until her fist began ever so slowly to descend into the depths of her daughter's violated anus. Miko's breathing became even faster, the pitch of her moans rising ever higher as her body recognized that this was it. Chereel couldn't help but verbalize her thoughts:

"You like this, don't you, baby? This is what you were made for. It's fucking beautiful. You're fucking amazing. Being violated by your mother's fist, getting off on it. A fucking ass slut through and through-"

And then, her fist slipped completely through, filling her daughter's rectum fully. The girl's anus squeezed down on her wrist with a desperate grip. A girlish scream escaped Miko's lips before being replaced with pained groans as her guts spasmed, fought, and lost.

She was actually sobbing when she felt liquid squirting from her dicklette and realized that somewhere amongst the sensations of fullness and pain an orgasm was mixed in.

Observing the soft sobs and moans, the splash of watery beta cum against her daughter's thighs, the fully conquered crater between her butt cheeks - Chereel was filled with happiness. She had never been so aroused in her entire life. She'd been squeezing her own anus rhythmically the entire time. It clenched between her buttocks, demanding attention soon. But equaling her arousal was an immense pride. Miko was special. A goddess among mortals. "My daughter," she pronounced with satisfaction, tears in her eyes and a smile on her face.

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Two days later, Miko's mother passed her a warm mug of tea. Miko accepted it thankfully and sipped it as part of her recovery. Things were still a little awkward but functional between them. Miko hoped they would never speak of it again. The girl's anus was currently empty, still recovering from the incredible stretching she'd endured from her mother and again at the consultant's yesterday.

The consultant had been predictably delighted when her mother related the news that she'd been able to take a fist in her ass. And she had demanded that Miko repeat the act. "For marketing purposes," she'd said.

When Miko had started to glare at her mother, Chereel had whispered a suggestion to the consultant to maybe slip a small tab of aphrodisium up her ass with the pretense of replacing butt plug. She'd mellowed considerably after that.

The photoshoot went smoothly since Miko had been practicing and perfecting her poses for weeks.

First, glamour shots, sensual not sexual. Miko in evening gowns. Miko in skirt suits. That sort of thing.

Then things moved to the sexual but not yet pornographic. Miko dressed as a school girl twirling her hair around her manicured finger. Miko dressed as a sexy nurse putting on rubber gloves.

Then tasteful and soft core. Miko topless with her long hair draped over her breasts, perfectly obscuring her nipples, one hand tastefully covering her crotch, the other behind her as if she were fingering herself, her eyes closed, her mouth open in simulated ecstasy. Miko from behind, kneeling nude in front of an anonymous alpha, shadows concealing her bits but emphasizing her ripe, hourglass figure.

Then frank hard core pornography, both stills and short videos for this section. Miko on all fours, sucking a dildo while showing off a jeweled plug between her cheeks. Miko facing up on her hands and feet, riding a thick rubber cock, tits and cage bouncing hypnotically. They unlocked and removed her cage for the all-important video capturing her ability to assgasm without touching her clit, an appropriately small volume of watery beta cum splashing her stomach.

And finally there were some reluctant bondage shots. Miko wearing a ball gag and pretending to struggle while an anal hook attached to her dog collar was inserted. Miko bent in half, her feet pulled back towards her ears by ropes on her ankle cuffs, crying and struggling for real as the consultant fisted her for the second time in her life.

An assistant removed her restraints and cleaned her up while the consultant discussed the success of the shoot with her mother. "Some fantastic shots, really! I can already think of several buyers who will love these. I predict we'll have a dozen offers by next week!"

Chereel beamed with pride, shaking the consultant's hand vigorously while Miko struggled to raise herself to her hands and knees, waiting for her swollen anus to close again.

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The consultant was right. A few days later, she called to report several offers. Each one was different.

One was an older alpha, a widower who had always wanted a trad wife to suck his cock and take it up the ass on his command with a smile. He promised to be kind and make sure she orgasmed almost as often as he did.

The next was a young wealthy couple. They had been married for seven years and were looking to spice things up. They proposed keeping her in fetish wear in the basement full time for their mutual use.

The other offers included a couple high end brothels and a secretarial position.

Miko shrugged. "Aren't there any like attractive alphas my age?" she asked tentatively.

Her mother looked uncomfortable. "You're a little out of their league, honey." She took her daughter's face in her hands and smiled. "You've gotta be somebody in this world to land a beta like you!" Miko returned a weak smile. Then Chereel looked up in thought, "I did think Zaga's family would make an offer, but nothing yet. Maybe I should call his mother..."

"NO!"

Chereel looked over, raising an eyebrow in surprise at her daughter's outburst.

"I mean... I'll talk to her soon. I just... Let's just take a closer look at some of these offers first. What about the secretary one?"

Chereel looked uneasy again. "Sweetie, I know you have this fantasy about being treated like a serious professional beta, but that's really not how-"

Miko cut her off. "You don't know!" Chereel shut up but looked at her daughter doubtfully. "Look, I'll just go to the interview and see how it goes."

'What's the worst that could happen?' Miko thought to herself.

A vision of herself being gangbanged, covered in cum, mascara mixing with the tears running down her cheeks entered her mind. She shrugged it off.

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"So Ms. Miko..."

"Actually Miko is my first name. My last name is-"

"We don't bother with last names here for betas. You are Ms. Miko."

Ms. Brenda, the older beta on the other side of the desk, stared her down, daring her to speak again. Miko pursed her lips but remained silent. She had spent most of last night reading everything she could find about this company. She had hopes for this opportunity, and she wasn't going to let the bitchiness of some mid-level beta manager get in her way.

"The betas hired here have to be exceptional. It's not enough to simply keep an organized schedule, fastidious notes, and perfectly written correspondence. You have to be on your toes, always ready with whatever is needed. And I see you have no experience. Why do you think you deserve to work at a prestigious firm like Smith & Matthews?"

"Well, I'm a fast learner. I'm motivated. And as you can see from my resume, my scores were in the upper echelon, so I've got ability and -"

"Those are NOT the qualities of a successful beta at this firm!" the older woman cut her off, looking annoyed. "What about obedience? Self-sacrifice? Respect for your elders? Humility?"

Miko misread the rhetorical questions and opened her mouth to speak, but Ms. Brend cut her off. "I think you're an arrogant little cunt."

Miko could not believe this woman. "Well apparently, Mr. Matthews was impressed enough with me to make that massive offer-"

"CONTINGENT upon successful completion of this interview!"

The two betas stared daggers at each other across the desk.

Finally, Ms. Brenda stood up and slowly came around her desk. Miko felt fear for the first time, pressing her back into her chair but managing to hold the bitch's eye contact. The interviewer stood in front of her desk, less than a foot in front of Miko. She leaned back slightly, letting the desk take the some of the weight of her substantial bottom, and clasped her hands in her lap. A smile filled with nothing but malice spread across her made up middle-aged face.

"Ms. Miko, I'm not going to lie to you. I don't think you'd fit in at this firm. But you say you're a fast learner. Motivated, you say. So let's see. You're the low bitch on the totem pole here, inferior to everyone, both associates and other secretaries included. Can you really handle that? If they ask you to do something, maybe something you disagree with, can you know your place and obey?"

Miko didn't blink. Her competitive nature was flaring. "I can do anything that any of the other secretaries can do."

It had sounded good in her head, but as a smirk appeared on the old bitch's face, Miko felt a sinking sense of foreboding.

"We'll see," the aggressive beta challenged as she pushed off her desk to stand straight, towering over Miko. "Get on your knees."

Miko started back into the woman's contemptuous eyes and realized she hadn't thought this through. Her heart pounded as she slid out of her chair to kneel, her thoughts racing trying to think of what to do. But then there was her natural submissiveness, the fact that she'd just stated she would submit like the other secretaries, and the small matter that the act of submitting made her deliriously horny. A deep part of her accepted she was meant to be on her knees.

The company beta pinched Miko's cheeks between her fingers, making her lips pooch out. She pushed her thumb into Miko's mouth.

Miko's tough facade cracked a bit as she let the older woman dominate her, sliding that thumb in deeper and slowly pushing down on her tongue. This was going to escalate, and she wasn't sure how far she was willing to go.

"You'll need a skilled tongue to work here, Ms. Miko. My thumb isn't feeling your devotion."

For a moment, everything was still, frozen in place as they both waited to see what would happen next. Were they getting close to a line Miko wouldn't cross?

Not yet. Miko felt her tongue began to lick and swirl around the invading digit. Her head started to bob on the woman's thumb. Her lips wrapped more tightly as she applied some gentle suction.

The interviewer felt herself becoming aroused. The girl was attractive, sure, but it was the way she sucked, sensual not mechanical, and the reluctant submission in her big, pretty eyes that made the older beta's sphincter clench in her panties.

She started thrusting her thumb back and forth, actively finger-fucking the girl's mouth. Maybe she did have a future here...

She pulled back, plucking her thumb from the teenager's plump lips. Miko's mouth stayed open for a moment, her tongue reaching out as if to lure the thumb back. Then she seemed to realize what she was doing and closed her lips.

"Have you ever licked another woman... back there, Ms. Miko?" the older beta said in a more breathy tone than she would have liked.

Could this woman really expect her to do that? How far would this go if she kept obeying these requests? Miko immediately thought of tongue-fucking Meryl's puckered asshole in her car. She looked back up at the older woman trying to keep her expression neutral. But the woman saw right through her.

"Oh you have! Well, Ms. Miko, maybe there's hope for you yet." The older beta spun around to face her desk. Her skirt came to mid thigh, but as she bent herself forward and slowly hiked up her hem, the tops of her thigh-high stockings were revealed, followed by her garter belt and a pair of see-through black lace panties.

As Miko stared at the booty displayed in front of her, she had to admit that the woman was exceptionally attractive. Her buttocks had lost some of the perkiness of youth and ballooned more fully with the weight gain of middle age, but her heart-shaped plump ass had an electric eroticism all its own.

Although the higher order parts of Miko's brain couldn't stand this woman, from a purely sexual standpoint Miko wanted her. She wanted to eat this woman's asshole out. Miko felt herself leaning forward to get an even better look. As her mouth began to water, she wondered if she might suffer from some typo of atypical psychopathic nymphomania. A question for another day.

The older beta watched the girl over her shoulder. She could plainly see the lust in the little bitch's eyes. The lust that all of the associates used to have for her fanny and that fewer had now. It made her feel powerful.

"Take my panties down, Ms. Miko!" she instructed.

Miko reached up and slid the waistband down off the woman's hips, exposing her bare cheeks and unprotected crack. She did it as slowly as possible, letting the hem drag over the pillowy globes, both of them wanting to savor the moment.

Ms. Brenda stepped out of her underwear and spread her legs. She was anxious to feel the girl's tongue on her sex but resisted the urge to command the girl to hurry up. Having the submissive slut proceed on her own without any prompting was so much hotter.

A moment later, her patience was rewarded by the feel of Miko's manicured hands gripping her cheeks and gently spreading them. Another pause. Both of them were breathing harder. She knew the girl was just staring at her exposed starfish. She winked her anus in response.

Then she felt the moist, warm air against her skin to the rhythm of girl's panting breath. Where was that tongue!? Was the girl teasing her?

And then she felt a pair of soft lips give her a kiss, a little peck, right on her asshole.

"Mrrrmrr," a whimper escaped her and her knees felt weak. Brenda arched her back and stuck her ass up higher. The desire to reach back and pull the girl's face deep into her cleft was strong, but her curiosity to see what the girl would do next was stronger.

A velvet tongue licked slowly through her valley, this time avoiding the dark wrinkled skin around her anus where she most wanted to be touched.

The girl's hands spread her buttocks wider now. Her face pressing forward, peppering her with kisses to her taint and her inner cheeks but still avoiding her hole. Brenda whimpered again, pressing her face against her desk to thrust her butt backwards as much as possible. The power had shifted between them. She knew she should take it back, but this felt too good.

When the teasing became too much, she was just about to say something, but then the girl's tongue shot out and lapped across her opening.

"Yeeesssss!" Brenda whimpered. The tongue disappeared for a moment. Brenda worried they were back to teasing, but then the girl began to lick her again. Soft kitten licks, lapping across the bottom of her butthole and the soft skin behind her balls. Then laving the top of her rim, then the left, then the right. The tongue began to swirl in a lovely wide circles, stimulating the delicate crinkled skin of her crater. Then the circles tightened, homing in on the portal to her lust.

She needed this. She needed that tip to drill her. She had to feel it inside. She would beg. She would promise the girl anything.

"Please..." she whispered urgently.

The tongue seemed to stiffen and center its aim at her very core.

"Please, please, please-"

**BRRRRINGG!** the phone on her desk went off, shocking Ms. Brenda back to Earth.

She clawed herself forward, reaching across her desk to snag the receiver off its cradle.

"WHAT?!" she barked into the microphone with maximum annoyance.

In an instant, her eyes went big and round, and her mouth dropped open in shock.

"I'm so sorry, sir. No sir. No sir. No... I mean yes sir, of course you deserve better. I- Yes sir. She'll be right in sir. Thank y-" *CLICK*

She moved the receiver away from her head and stared at it in shock, not quite believing that just happened. She set in back in the cradle absentmindedly, her eyes darting back and forth as she tried to assess the damage.

Then her neglected asshole throbbed, reminding her of her dashed hopes for orgasm. She looked down to find Miko right where she'd been left, sitting back on her heels with an innocent look on her face, awaiting orders. As much as she wanted to pick up where they'd left off, she was in enough trouble as it was.

Regretfully, Brenda bent down to retrieve her underwear.

"You can stand up. That was... perfectly adequate, Ms. Miko," the older beta said shamefully, her face ridiculously flushed as she pulled her panties back up over her hips and smoothed her skirt back down.

Miko said nothing but shot her a hard, disappointed look.

"That was excellent," the woman corrected herself.

"Thank you, Ms. Brenda," Miko answered with all possible professionalism.

"Mr. Matthews and the other partners are waiting for you in the conference room at the end of the hall. You can fix your makeup in the bathroom across from my office."

Miko moved to the door. She put her hand on the knob and looked back at Brenda.

"Good.... good luck," Brenda said with a weak smile, looking ten years younger than she had an hour ago.

Miko returned her smile, gave her a nod, and left the room. It may have been strange to feel victorious with the bitter tang of her potential future manager's asshole still in her mouth, but that is how she felt.

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"Ms. Miko! Come on in!"

Miko went to shake the hands of Mr. Matthews, Mr. Smith, and the three junior partners. Each one kissed her hand instead, as if they were gentlemen and she was a princess.

"Have a seat, Ms. Miko, make yourself comfortable," Matthews encouraged her, all smiles. She sat down and smiled back politely. She felt like a naive baby doe smiling back like an idiot at a pack of hungry wolves circling their prey.

Matthews looked down at a sheet of paper before him and then back up with an even wider smile. "Really impressive resume, Miko, we've never had a secretarial applicant with scores this high."

For a moment, Miko felt a tiny ray of hope, like maybe all of this, these past weeks of insanity, had all been a big misunderstanding.

And then Smith coughed, clearing his throat loudly.

Matthews looked over at his colleague and then back at Miko. "Yes, well, as exciting as that is, some of the partners have expressed concern that a beta with such a resume as yours may... have trouble completing her duties with the enthusiasm and... satisfaction we expect at this firm."

Miko swallowed her saliva. This did not sound good. Her concern must have showed on her face because Mr. Matthews rushed to reassure her, "Don't get me wrong! I love smart girls! And while you may need to provide... services for the other partners from time to time as things come up, the open position is to be my secretary so you would primarily report to me."

'I see,' Miko thought, 'so Smith and the others want a bimbo, but Matthews is different. And I'd be working for him. This could work.' She felt like at this point they expected her to say something, so she opened her mouth. "You wouldn't regret hiring me, sir."

Matthews's eyes glinted with mischief. "I'm sure I wouldn't," he said with a smile, "but I agree with my colleagues, that it's best to have this kind of a 'hands-on' interview to make sure we're all on the same page."

Miko blinked back at him, not understanding, and he pushed a button on the conference table console. "Ms. Janey, could you come in now please?"

The door opened, and a buxom redhead with big hair and matching 'fuck-me' pumps adding four inches to her height entered the conference room.

Matthews turned back to Miko. "Ms. Janey is Mr. Smith's secretary and the firm's most recent hire. She has been a complete success in her oh what has it been now, Janey, a year here?"

"18 months next month, sir," she said giving him a 10,000 watt smile, "18 wonderful months," she added with a wink, and the men all chuckled.

She was even better looking than Miko, who felt involuntary jealousy at the confidence that seemed to ooze out of her. Miko stood up and extended her hand. "Nice to meet you, Ms. Janey."

The woman tilted her head and grinned. "Aww, aren't you just lovely?" Ignoring Miko's hand, the gorgeous woman took Miko in an enthusiastic hug, burying her face in that soft hair and squeezing their bodies together tightly. Miko could feel the woman's massive breasts pressing against her own through their clothes.

One of the partners said something Miko didn't catch, and they all chuckled again.

Janey finally released Miko, leaving her a bit dazed, and moved to the other side of the table to sit in her boss's lap. Miko was shocked at this development but managed to conceal her surprise. Did anyone actually do anything at this firm or do they just fuck all the time? She was about to sit back down when Mr. Matthews redirected her.

"Why don't you come sit over here, Miko?" He tapped his hand gently against his thigh.

Miko narrowly managed to suppress her urge to sigh. She forced a smile on her face as she replied, "Yes sir."

It had probably been ten years since she'd sat in anyone's lap as a child. She walked over to him until she was standing between his widely spread legs and then turned to face away. Fresh humiliation bloomed inside her as she lowered her rear towards his thigh.

Mr. Matthews, gentleman that he was, guided her hips down the last little bit of the way, situating the tight pencil skirt-covered caboose right where he wanted it. He supported her with one arm wrapped around her shoulders and the other on her upper thigh over her skirt. Given how much taller than she he was, he still looked down a few inches to meet her eyes, their heads nearly touching.

"Now again, I have no doubts about your resume, but it's the... non-clerical parts of the job that we want to make sure you're suited to. So Janey is going to demonstrate first and then you'll get a chance to show what you can do."

Janey jumped up like coach had just put her in the game.

"Show her how I like my coffee, Janey," the grouchy Mr. Smith commanded while leering at Miko.

"Right away, Mr. Smith," Janey responded with maximum perkiness.

As she made for the door, Smith rolled his eyes. "I don't actually want coffee right now. Just pretend."

"I know that!" Janey retorted with an exaggerated pout, "just have to set the scene," she explained, lifting her hands and fanning out her fingers then moving her arms wide in opposite directions like she was casting a spell.

Then she held one hand palm up while the other seemed to be holding a fictional coffee cup on it. She stepped up to Mr. Smith. "Here's your coffee, sir! I hope you enjoy drinking it."

Miko wondered if she actually said it like that everyday or if this was was a bad porno script she was rehearsing.

"I always do," Smith said smiling at his colleagues.

Janey then dropped to her hands and knees and mimed crawling around his chair and under an imaginary desk. As the beta fished out her boss's cock and started blowing him, Mr. Matthews started feeling Miko up.

He started gently rubbing her back and her shoulders. Miko was clearly uncomfortable, tensing and shaking him off reflexively when his hands wandered too far past her comfort zone. Each time, he would back off for just a moment before starting again. He loved the way she squirmed in his lap.

Janey was really going at it now. She took Smith's cock into her throat, bobbing fast and noisy. *Glukk* *Glukk* *Glukk* No one in the room could take their eyes off the erotic sight of her. A sexual being whose allure was undeniable.

Matthews's hands were becoming ever more daring as Miko's body slowly gave up its defense. They delved up her skirt to tease her inner thighs. They roamed under her blouse to paw at her brassiere. Matthews's head was close enough that only he could hear when Miko spoke softly. "So this is what a beta secretary is at Smith & Matthews? A whore?"

Matthews's voice showed no hint of shame as he replied in the same hushed tone, "Not just that. Janey can type 100 words per minute and caught a major accounting error last year. But yes, her talented tongue and fat ass were also responsible in part for closing the Foster merger deal." His hand slid down her back to cup her right buttock over her skirt. "But I bet you could do even better."

Miko said nothing as they continued to watch the live porno before them.

Smith's eyes bulged as he almost lost control. He grabbed a handful of thick red hair and pulled the vixen's head off of his prick with a plop.

"Whoa there, girl. I should've told you," he paused to catch his breath, "not to finish like you usually do. We need to show Ms. Miko some of your other skills."

Without releasing his grip in her hair, he spun her around and bent her over the conference table. She reached back and hiked up her skirt helpfully. When Smith tugged her panties down, Miko could see Janey's clit bounce free, locked in a bright red plastic cage that matched her nail polish and her lipstick and her thong. 'What a professional' Miko thought.

Smith's hand moved back up to his secretary's rump and a second later she winced and moaned. His hand came up and dumped a metal plug on the table with a loud clack. Wet with lube and the beta's anal gel, the toy rolled on its circular base, spinning around so that Miko could see the company S&M logo printed on the flange.

"Ohhh yesss!" Janey cried out as her boss stuffed his cock up her ass. Her eyes closed with her mouth opened in ecstasy as he gave her a proper butt fucking. Her breasts compressed and expanded against the tabletop like little airbags, threatening to pop free of her low cut blouse, while her fingertips pressed into the polished surface for some tiny bit of leverage.

The other partners had their cocks out by this point, stroking themselves to the show. Matthews had also progressed, slipping the hand between Miko's legs and into her panties and tugging gently on the soft silicone plug between her cheeks.

Her thoughts went to her plug, carefully selected in consultation with her mother to strike a balance between prepared, professional, and sexy. They had settled on a medium-sized black toy. It seemed foolish now. Miko wondered if her mother would be shocked by the scene before her or if this was what she had expected. She had tried to warn Miko...

Matthews took Miko gently by the wrist and guided her hand to the iron bar in his trousers. He moved it back and forth a few times, and Miko got the message and continued jerking him off after her removed his hand.

"Such a sour look on your face, Miko. What's wrong? Janey clearly loves the way she's being used. Look at how easily she takes it deep in her ass. Look at that wide stupid smile on her face. God, I don't think I've ever been that happy."

Miko gazed at Janey and had to agree. She looked like she was having the time of her life.

"But you're different, Miko. And that's ok. That's just fine. Alphas like me enjoy the rarer flavor of betahood to which you belong. Reluctant sluts require more of a refined taste, but you are true delicacies."

Miko felt anger flash within her, but Matthews punctuated his point by shoving her plug deeper between her cheeks and she was unable to hold in her moan. She had mixed feelings about the situation to be sure, but there was no doubt she was aroused.

As Smith appeared to reach orgasm, Matthews decided to move things along.

"Alright Miko, let's see what you can do with that mouth. Don't worry, we don't expect you to be as good as Janey, she wasn't that good on her first day either." He helped Miko out of his lap to her knees.

She felt numb as she reached up to loosen the alpha's belt and fish out his cock. It was big, though not as big as Meryl's strap-on and that made her smile inside.

She took her time. Kissing the tip and licking the underside before taking the big alpha dick in her mouth and starting to suck.

Behind her she heard movement near Janey's side of the table. "You boys can use Janey to get warmed up, but save your loads for Ms. Miko!" Smith yelled good-naturedly.

By the time, Matthews decided he'd had enough of her mouth and hauled Miko to her feet, Janey was taking junior partner cock in both ends.

Miko was pushed forward over the table and her legs were kicked apart. She absently wondered if Matthews thought she looked elegant with her matching black thigh high stockings, garter belt, and lace thong. "Cute," was all he said when he pulled her thong to the side, exposing her white plastic chastity cage and black butt plug.

She grunted as her plug was plucked from her rectum. She was not worried as she felt Matthews's stiff prick slide between her cheeks. She had taken much bigger objects up her butt, and she was actually looking forward to the orgasm a nice pounding would bring her. But Matthews perverted comments about enjoying reluctance had not been lost on her, so she squeezed her sphincter a little tighter as his tip nestled itself against her furrow.

A high-pitched shriek left her lips when he shoved the head through her tightened pucker. She heard his colleagues cheer. As he thrust his shaft up her hot rear tunnel, she sent a hand back in feigned protest, as if it was too much. He caught her by the wrist as expected, twisting it securely into her lower back while hilting himself in her depths.

"Good girl, Miko! Your tight little ass feels divine!" he stammered in the breathy voice of someone close to climax. Then he began to move, low frequency powerful thrusts, power fucking her.

She squeaked and whimpered as he pounded her. Her full buttocks cushioning the impact of his pelvis against hers. "You... fucking... perfect... little... whore!" Matthews bellowed. And then she felt him press as deep inside her as possible and she knew he was cumming. She imagined the hot creamy jizz spraying her insides, painting her walls white. She moaned femininely as she let the image overwhelm her.

Then he straightened up, and she felt his rod slide out of her well-fucked ass.

"Why don't you try her out, Jim? That's premium pussy, right there." To Miko, his voice sounded a little embarrassed that he'd cum so quickly.

"Thank you sir" the younger man responded.

Miko's lower back was getting tired so she took the opportunity to flip herself over to face up. The junior partner not using Janey stepped up to her, cock in hand. He looked like he was questioning whether her change in position was some sort of challenge or slight against him, so she lifted her knees higher and wider in invitation.

The man's dick was smaller than his boss's, but Miko still gave him an exuberant moan as he entered her. She had committed fully to the whore role.

He began fucking her at such a feverish pace that Miko felt bad for him. Either he hadn't gotten any in quite some time or he felt like he needed to prove something. She was clenching her sphincter to slow him down and angling her hips forward in search of the orgasm that still eluded her, when she heard an alpha moan somewhere above her head.

Seconds later, Janey appeared above her and took her in a deep kiss. The pretty beta pushed her tongue into Miko's mouth, along with the thick load of spunk that the junior partner had just lost to Janey's tongue skills. Miko swallowed the sperm and sucked on the tongue in her mouth like the submissive beta she was.

Matthews, Smith, and the other man, all drained of their seed by the talented betas before them, sat back and enjoyed the erotic beauty of the two girls making out while both taking it in the ass at the same time. The image confirmed for them what they most needed to believe: they were successful men.

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Miko knew as soon as she got in the company car that would take her home that she would never return.

She had done well. In the end, she left carrying three loads in her ass in addition to the one in her stomach. The partners all wanted her, Matthews more than anyone.

But they didn't deserve her. She understood that now. She would never again perform a sexual act that she didn't desire.

Her thoughts turned to Zaga. And then to his mother Meryl and her promise of the secret powers a motivated beta could harness. A plan took shape in Miko's mind. It felt like it had always been there, her subconscious patiently waiting for her to catch up.

She was still trying to figure out the least desperate-appearing way to contact Zaga when the luxury car pulled up outside her house. She looked up and smiled.

There was Zaga, sitting on the front steps, waiting patiently for her like a loyal puppy. She could see he looked worried, cold, smaller than his body as he sat shivering on her stoop. A few days ago she would have pitied him, but it's hard to feel pity for someone when you've just been gangbanged at a job interview and your rectum is still bloated with spunk.

Miko took a moment to compose herself before thanking the driver and stepping out of the vehicle.

Zaga had noticed the sleek, expensive automobile pull up to the curb, but he was surprised to see Miko step out. What did this car mean? Had she taken someone else's offer? Was he too late?

Miko looked more imposing to him than ever. Her soft beta curves in no way diminished her presence. Her eyes carried both intensity and calm, like they held in check an incredible amount of power she could release at will but didn't need to. Even compared to the last time he had seen her a few days ago, she seemed stronger, more confident, less fragile as she stepped from the luxury sedan.

"Hello Zaga. I'm surprised you'd show your face here." She spoke with a cynicism, an experience, a world weariness of someone ten years her senior.

"Miko, please listen to me!" He expected to be cut off, but Miko just lifted her eyebrows and her chin slightly, daring him to dig his own grave.

Zaga had hoped his defiant victory in the ring might balance things between them. He fantasized about Miko respecting him as her equal or even looking up to him. But he could plainly see what he always knew deep down. She was better than him and she would always be. He would always be struggling to meet her standards. But he was okay with that.

"I know my decision in the arena... upset you. That was never my intention. I went there intending to make you happy. But at the last minute, when I had that bastard pinned down on the floor, I just had this need. This need to show you that I can be tough like you. That I'm more than just my family's son. That I could be worthy of you."

Miko was touched, truly deeply touched, by Zaga's words, but she managed to stay stone-faced.

Zaga was disappointed that his words didn't seem to be getting through, but at least she hadn't dismissed him yet. He pressed on, "I know I messed up, and I'm sorry I hurt you, again. But if you could see your way to giving me just one more-"

"I'm just not sure you're compatible with me," Miko taunted with calculated precision, "even if I can forgive you for raping me instead of facing me in the ring, even if I can forgive your betrayal in the arena, I still need a special kind of alpha. One who understands that I'm a special kind of beta. One who respects me, appreciates me, and accordingly submits to my authority. I plan to have a loving relationship with my man, but he will have to understand that the final decisions are mine."

Zaga swallowed everything she said like divine truth. Her words spoke to him on a deep level. He knew instinctively that this was the kind of relationship he needed. Miko was what he needed.

"Miko, I understand all that! I respect you! I know we will be happy together. Just give me a chance to prove it!"

Miko stared at him, beaming happily on the inside but outwardly scrutinizing his sincerity carefully. "Wait here," she finally pronounced.

Zaga's heart soared at these words as he watched her perfect ass sashay inside her house. He wasn't being dismissed. There was hope.

After enough time passed to let him know she was in no rush, Miko returned with a little box. "If you really want to talk about the possibility of a future with me, come back tomorrow, 6 PM, don't be late and be wearing this." And with that, she turned around and went back inside.

He looked around, as if he'd just been handed something extremely valuable and it was likely ninjas and thieves would soon materialize from the bushes to steal it.

Zaga opened the box to find what seemed to him like a large purple butt plug (not realizing it was the smallest in her collection). The sight of the rubber sex toy, not only thought of how it might feel inside him but also the implications it carried for their relationship, sent a shiver down his spine. He felt fear but also excitement. Miko gave this to him. His Miko. Not the kind of prudish beta who only fucked as a duty. A kinky sex goddess. Powerful and strong.

He hurried home with the box clutched carefully under his arm, like a running back headed for the end zone.

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At 5:55 PM, Miko took a deep breath to calm herself. She went over her preparations in her head.

The house had been vacated for the evening, a minor miracle negotiated with her mother.

When Miko had returned home last night, her mother had rushed her for information about the interview. "How did it go at S&M? It must have gone well. They already called to sweeten their initial offer by 30%! What do you think? Should we take it?"

"I'm considering it," Miko had responded with an edge in her voice. Chereel looked her daughter in the eye and saw she had grown since the morning. She knew her daughter was dealing with experiences and challenges that she'd never faced as a young, less competitive beta. 'God knows what that interview could have been like,' she thought to herself as her daughter met her eyes with a fiery intensity. The beta in her recognized dominance in any form. She nodded to her daughter in acknowledgment of her authority here.

Miko was pleased at her mother's response. "I have a few other things I'm looking into. Here's what I need from you..."

Chereel leaned in, excited by her daughter's confidence and thrilled to be part of the plan.

"... I need this chastity cage off. I'm done with it. Forever."

Chereel nodded, hoping her role in the plan went beyond this minor request.

"And I need the house to myself tomorrow. From 5:30 to say 9 PM. Take Dad to a movie or something."

"I can do that," Chereel accepted her mission solemnly.

"And I need the car tonight for about an hour."

"Sure honey." Chereel didn't ask any questions. In that moment she didn't feel like she had the right. It was Miko's business now. But she couldn't help her maternal worrying.

"You know, Miko, if you want to discuss anything, I'm here. I know I'm not the smartest beta, but it can still be helpful to talk things through..."

Miko smiled at her mother, a real genuine smile for the first time in a long time. For someone who had drugged her and had her gang-raped, her mother was alright.

"I'll fill you in in a couple of days," Miko reassured her.

Then, Miko had driven to the sex shop that had sold them their chastity cage to buy a few more items.

Now she waited for Zaga, idly stroking her fingers over the strap-on cock hidden down the right inner thigh of her slacks. She only owned a single pair of pants since "betas belong in skirts and dresses" per her mother, and the lone pair she'd managed to obtain was tight, designed to display her curves. She had almost fallen over struggling to pull them up over her ample tush with the harness on.

In addition to the strangeness of feeling a big cock in her slacks and the new sensation of her limp little clitty hanging free and uncaged in her panties, it also felt foreign to have an empty asshole. It seemed a long time ago the last time she wasn't plugged nearly all the time. After shitting three loads of semen out last night, she'd purified herself with a pair of enemas this afternoon. She fully intended to take Zaga's cock up her ass tonight if things went well, but she opted to forego any pre-stretching with a butt plug. At this point, she was no novice in the art of sodomy.

She looked out the window for the third time in the last five minutes. What if he called her bluff and didn't show? What if he showed up and wasn't wearing the butt plug? What if he showed up plugged but refused when she revealed her strap-on?

Her anxiety started to peak, but then something occurred to her. She wasn't bluffing. If he didn't do as she said this time, she would be done with him. It would hurt, but she would be okay. It might be more difficult to chart her own course with one of the other offers, but she could do it. She would be just fine.

At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. She hadn't been watching the window while she was lost in her thoughts. Could she have missed him approach?

She opened the door and felt a wave of relief to find Zaga there smiling at her.

"Hi Miko."

"Hi Zaga."

They both stood there grinning at each other for a minute, enjoying their shared secret. This was not an innocent house call. They were here to fuck.

After a spell, Miko stepped to the side and waved him in with a grand sweep of her arm.

She watched him closely as he crossed the threshold, expecting a bow-legged uncomfortable gait. But he seemed to be walking just fine.

She frowned slightly as she closed the door behind them, her anxiety warming again. Was he not wearing it? Maybe it wasn't really that big? Sure, by Miko's current standards, the purple butt plug was tiny, but she remembered things had not always been so.

Zaga was standing at the entrance to the living room looking back at her, hands clasped behind him like soldier at parade rest awaiting orders.

With her butt pressing the front door closed and her hand still on the knob, she asked him what she needed to know. "Are you wearing it?"

It was a kinky request she'd made for him to wear a butt plug. Alphas just didn't do that. But he'd done it for her. He just hoped a butt plug was as extreme as things would get tonight. If he only knew.

Zaga's confident stance softened, and he blushed like a schoolgirl. "Yes," he answered with a little nod. Adorable.

Miko's face erupted in a wide grin, unable to hide her elation.

"Good!" she said, locking the door behind her and moving past him to collect the little box she'd left on the coffee table.

Zaga's heart pounded as he waited to see what the beauty would do next. He was unable to take his eyes off of her. Every movement she made seemed perfect. That's how a beta should close a door. That's how a beta should walk. That's how a beta should bend over to pick up a little box from a coffee table. He wished he could see it all in slow motion.

She stepped close to him and reached out to press her hand gently against his chest. He felt like her touch was electric as she increased the pressure and stepped forward again, backing him up against the wall. He gulped. His throat felt dry he was so nervous.

It occurred to him that he had already butt fucked her in this very room. But this was different. So different. He was here because she'd asked him to come. She could dismiss him forever or make his dreams come true. A supernatural amount of power.

"Wuhh... what's in the box?" he stammered, instantly cursing himself for speaking and ruining the moment.

Miko smiled up at him, leaning even closer, seeming to feed off of his insecurity. "I got you something," she said softly, "but kiss me first." She pushed up onto her tiptoes and mashed her lips against his.

Zaga's eyes widened at this surprising but pleasing development. He quickly recovered, closing his eyes and kissing her back. His hands remembered their strength as they came up to squeeze her waist and cradle her head. She dropped the box on the floor and returned his embrace.

They made out like the teenagers they were, sucking face like it was going out of style. Their heads tilted this way, broke apart, tilted that way, and came back together. The sensation of their tongues rubbing against each other was erotic enough that they each felt it in their pants. The two of them seemed to fit together perfectly like puzzle pieces.

Finally, their lips separated and both of them stood there inches apart. Zaga couldn't believe his dreams had come true. Miko would be his beta. He pulled her head under his chin, crushing her against him like he was afraid she would get away. "So this is it, then? You'll be with me now? You'll be my family?" Zaga rasped, his voice choked with emotion.

Miko didn't pull away. With her head still pressed against his chest, she answered, "If you do everything I tell you to do tonight..." Now she pulled back to look him in the eye, "... and your mother doesn't cheap out..." Zaga laughed at this. "... then yes," Miko said with an emotion-laden smile and slightly damp eyes, "I'll be your beta."

'Don't get emotional, he may still bolt,' Miko scolded herself. But she felt good.

Zaga kissed her again. Hard. It was some time before they managed to separate themselves again.

"Alright Master, what do I have to do next?" Zaga asked jokingly.

'Master, huh?' she thought. 'Well at least he's getting the idea.'

"Open your gift," she told him, pointing to the discarded box on the floor.

Zaga picked it up and looked back at Miko curiously. When she gave nothing away, he sat down on the sofa, opened the box, and removed its contents.

It was a chastity cage. A large metal one, designed for alpha cock.

Zaga felt his stomach drop. He looked back at Miko with a worried expression. She pushed herself forward, sitting her massive booty in his lap, and taking his head in her hands. "Don't you like it, Zaga?" she teased with a naughty smile.

He definitely didn't like it. But he liked the feeling of her trying to use her feminine wiles on him, stroking his hair and angling his face into her chest for an extremely close up view of her cleavage.

"Does this mean, you don't mean... that I won't get to fuck you?!"

Miko pulled his head back and smiled at him reassuringly. "Zaga, darling, I'm a very, very sexual beta. I would never give up the pleasure of taking your big cock up my perfect little asshole."

Zaga couldn't help but grin. This girl was like something from a wet dream.

"But I will decide when and how I use you." Her eyes shimmered dangerously. Zaga nodded his assent.

Miko stood up, exposing the erection tenting Zaga's pants. "Good," she said, "bring your cage, it's going on when we're done," she informed him while grabbing his hand and dragging him towards her bedroom.

As soon as she closed the door behind them, Zaga took her by the shoulders and pressed her against the wall, stuffing his tongue back into her mouth. She giggled as he kissed down her neck before returning his lips to hers. A shiver went up her spine when she felt him lift the bottom of her blouse and slip his hand inside to caress her bare skin at her hip.

When she felt a big hand begin to paw at her bra, she slapped him hard on the wrist. "No! Not yet!" she scolded him playfully.

Zaga took a step back and raised his eyebrows in a look that said 'Now what?'

Miko smoothed her blouse back down, composing herself, and then gave him a pointed stare. "Strip!"

Zaga smirked and said "Yes Master," as he started unbuttoning his shirt. He was proud of his body and thought his muscled physique would impress her. As he discarded the shirt and set to work on his pants, he saw that indeed she was ogling his body lustily, but it worried him that she was not similarly disrobing.

When he got down to just his boxer shorts, obscenely tented by his engorged alpha dong, he hoped to see her jaw drop at the endowment the alpha transition had gifted him. But she seemed perfectly in control.

"Shorts too," she prodded.

With some of the wind taken out of his sails, Zaga tugged his shorts off as well. His cock stood straight out at the beta of his dreams, throbbing in salute.

"Good," she said perfunctorily like he was her pupil, "now turn around and show me my plug."

Zaga's smile faltered here. Hard to be cocky when showing someone your plugged butt for the first time.

He turned around and leaned forward ever so slightly. Miko could see the plug, his ass was not that big, but she wanted more. "C'mon, bend over and show me."

He reached forward, placing both palms flat on her bed for support and bent at the hips to 90 degrees, presenting his bare bottom and everything else for her to see.

Miko was enjoying the view. Her alpha had a well developed physique, sharp angles and lines chiseled into his back. His buttocks were masculine, muscular, full, and shapely. She was going to enjoy fucking him.

Zaga didn't know any of this. His breathing was getting faster with anxiety. 'What is she thinking?!' his fragile psyche demanded to know. A word. A touch. Anything!

Finally, "Reach a hand back and pull your butt cheek to the side. Spread your ass for me."

'What the fuck' Zaga cursed in his mind as he complied and assumed an even more submissive position. He felt shame in this position, and a little anger that she was torturing him, but he didn't want to be anywhere else. And he couldn't deny how aroused he was at the situation.

"Alright, now come get on your knees."

He turned to find her still fully clothed, standing tall with her legs at shoulder width and her arms crossed over her chest.

He huffed petulantly as he knelt down on the carpet before her.

Zaga wasn't sure where this was going, but he was having a hard time being this vulnerable in front of Miko. He tried to deal with his insecurity and anxiety and anger by lashing out, playfully like a joke he could walk back if she got pissed.

"Alright Ms. Big-Bad-Beta, you've got me on my knees. Your slave. What do you want? A blow job? You want me to suck your big fat cock?" He smirked up at her, remembering her size at her deflowering, knowing that her clitty must have shrunk considerably during her beta transition.

She tilted her head, looking down on him like he was a confused stupid child.

"That's right, sweetie. You're going to fish out my stiff dick and suck it like a cheap prostitute. Now get going." She stepped forward, taking a handful of his hair in her fist thrusting her crotch forward.

Zaga started to unbutton her pants, feeling confused and afraid. His fear multiplied when he slid down her zipper and saw the harness over her panties. His hands moved faster as if exposing the whole thing might change his conclusion. He yanked her pants down roughly off her ass, and the strap-on popped out and slapped him in the face.

"Oh fuck," he cried out, instinctively moving backwards and falling on his ass. He winced at the feeling of the butt plug pushing deeper inside him and looked up at Miko with anguish in his eyes.

Miko stared right back, stroking her silicone dick with one hand. She casually stepped out of her pants, in no hurry, and then squatted down right in front of him.

"Well Zaga, it's time for your test. You said you'd submit to my authority. I've decided that you're going to blow my plastic cock, and then I'm going to fuck your virgin asshole."

She stood back up over a quivering Zaga, hefting her cock in one hand, bouncing it lewdly in front of her. "Now get back on your knees and respect my decision or get the fuck out!"

Zaga was shocked. He'd never considered that she would go this far. He didn't want to do either thing.

"Please Miko..." he whined.

Her beautiful face was contorted in barely controlled rage, her jaw was set, her nostrils flared. "You asked once, I told you my desire, and you let me down. You asked again, and I gave you another chance. If you refuse me now..." her lower lip quivered, "then I'm done with you."

Suddenly being strap-on fucked up the ass didn't seem so bad. He was in love with her. He looked up at her and saw a pretty beta girl with tears in her eyes, pantless with a ridiculous rubber dick bobbing between her legs, standing up for herself as well as she could. He had no doubt she would let him walk out and find her own way.

Zaga slowly got back on his knees. Miko didn't move, holding her breath to see if he would continue to rise and walk out on her.

"Forgive me, my love," he said looking into her glistening eyes. Without breaking eye contact, he grabbed her cock from her hand and fed the tip into his mouth.

The room was quiet as Miko received her first blow job. They looked into each other's eyes as Zaga bobbed on the first few inches of her dildo. She stroked his hair, lovingly rewarding his submission. Then she palmed the back of his skull and pulled him forward, forcing her cock deeper.

He was physically stronger than her, no contest. He could push her off at will. So it was all the more difficult to resist his instincts and let her fuck his face. When he gagged or coughed, she would back off, even pulling all the way out once. But then she started right back up, sliding her schlong right back through his lips.

She thrusted deep and then pulled out while shoving his head back. He caught himself with his hands on the floor behind him while coughing through the drool and tears. He glared up at her, but when she paused to see what he would do, he took a few deep breaths and then opened his mouth and moved forward again.

"That's enough for now, but don't worry, that won't be the last time we do that."

He gave her a fake smile with his middle finger in the air. She cackled like a hyena as she issued her next command. "Alright tough guy, crawl up on the bed on your hands and knees."

As he got in position, she ran her hands over his body, enjoying the firmness of his muscles and squeezing the buttocks she was about to pound. She decided to indulge him a bit, taking his hard cock into her hands. "Oooh, I didn't know you would be so excited to get your ass fucked, Zaga baby."

"Fuck you Miko," he said defensively, but her hands felt great on his body. He moved his hips, trying to maximize the contact, enjoying her touch as she gently stroked his rod and fondled his balls. She took her time caressing his buttocks, running her thumbs down his cleft, around his plug to press into his swollen taint.

"I'm glad you like it, Zaga, really I am. Being a bit of a slut for me is going to make our life together so much easier. You're so lucky. I'm going to learn all your turn ons. Gonna make you feel better than you ever dreamed."

Suddenly her gentle soothing touches stopped, and he felt her grip on his plug.

"Was it difficult to get it in?"

"Excruciating."

"Good!" she smirked as she gently plucked the toy out of his clenching, inexperienced anus.

Zaga had cleaned himself carefully, inside and out, but he still felt ashamed to have Miko staring up his ass. But he had little time to ruminate before he felt her hand on his hip and her dildo slide between his cheeks.

Settling the tip of her weapon in the gentle depression of his cleft, Miko took a breath to savor the moment.

"Remember this, Zaga, remember it always." Her glutes contracted, thrusting her hips forward, taking away his anal virginity forever.

"Ohhhhhh, ahhhhh, ooooohhhh" Zaga struggled with the pain and fullness of penetration.

She held him tight with both hands on his hips, holding steady as the shudders ran through him. When he was almost still, she fed him another inch.

"Oww! Fuck! Wait!" he pleaded.

Miko paused her advance but didn't retreat. "Breathe! Push out and let me have your ass. You've still got a little less than half to take. Tell me when you want more."

She kept her grip on his hips, making little circles with her thumbs on his upper cheeks. The only sound was him struggling to get his rapid breathing under control. Miko didn't stuff any more dick inside him, but she shook her ass side to side and up and down, stretching his impaled hole around her shaft, signaling her impatience.

Finally in a pained voice Zaga yielded, "Okay. More." He took a slow deep exhale, and as Miko thrust further into his rectum she could feel the resistance lessen. Three paired breath/thrusts later, she had her cock buried all the way inside him.

Zaga breathed a sigh of relief when he felt her hips press against his buttocks. He'd done it. He took all of it.

He was starting to feel like he would be ok when she leaned over his back and whispered in his ear, "I'm going to fuck you now."

And then she started to move. Zaga grimaced and moaned as his hole involuntarily clenched down, unsuccessfully resisting the movement inside him. "Don't be so quiet, baby" Miko huffed with a crazed look in her eye, her erect nipples bouncing as she humped away. "If you feel it, let me hear you squeal!"

"Ughghh! Ughghh! Ughghh! Ughghh!" he let loose and wailed as she fucked his ass. His asshole burned, but he didn't ask her to stop. His hole had loosened considerably. He felt like he was her bitch, through and through. There was something so perverted about this pretty little beta sliding her cock in and out of him. He had only tasted this level of arousal once before when he took Miko's anal virginity.

Miko slowed her thrusts and came to a halt. The ass in her hands continued to hump on her dick for a few beats before it realized she had stopped and stopped as well. She was sweating, her face flushed with exertion. She knew neither of them would cum from this tonight. It was something to work towards, but she was horny now.

She pulled out and admired the reddened, gaping hole she'd created. She smiled and gave him a spank. "You're a good bitch, Zaga, now lie down on your back."

He groaned but was grateful for the change in position. Moving onto his back, he instinctively spread and raised his knees, assuming his torturer would keep sodomizing him forever. But when he looked up, he was surprised to see Miko taking off the harness.

Confused, he started to sit up. "I said lie on your back," she snapped, but she graced him with a smile as he lay back down. She got up on the bed, standing over him.

"Hold your dick straight up babe."

Zaga smiled and rushed to comply, stroking his dick back to full hardness and angling it up in the air.

Miko turned around to face towards his feet, giving him an eyeful of her perfect derriere. She leaned forward, putting her weight in her hands on his knees. Keeping her feet flat on the floor, straddling him and squatting down slowly, she took his cock into her sweet ass.

"Oh fuck yeah, I missed your cock baby!" Miko exclaimed, letting her inner slut run wild. She bounced her fat booty in his lap, luxuriating in the feeling of being stuffed full of cock, her natural state. This is what she was made for.

Zaga couldn't believe it was possible to feel this good. Her asshole felt like liquid silk. Her crack was soaked with her anal gel. He loved the fact that strap-on fucking him had made her this wet. Her pale full cheeks hypnotized him as she fucked herself on his rod. *Clap* *Clap* *Clap*

He was hesitating with his desire to spank her when she screamed, "Spank me, Zaga! Spank me like a whore!"

He let loose a primal roar as he slapped her plump fleshy backside. She was perfect. She was so fucking hot. He-

"Oh, Miko, I'm going to-"

"Ooooh, oh yeah, oh fuck yeah, cum up my ass baby! YESSS!" She squeezed her sphincter tighter even as she sped up from a trot to a gallop, using the pain of the spiked friction to drive herself across the finish line.

She whimpered as her orgasm hit. It stole control of her asshole from her, forcing her to contract even harder, seizing up tight before rhythmically clenching in waves. A splash of hot beta cum spilled out of her clitty.

Zaga had both hands on her hips, holding her down on him, pumping his essence as deep inside her as he could. He grunted in time with the waves of his own orgasm. He felt lightheaded, like her anus was sucking out his life force. If it was, it was worth it.

His consciousness was still blurred in a pleasant haze when he felt her lift off of him. His spent dick slipped out of her butthole, slapping wetly against his belly. His eyes closed with happiness and exhaustion.

Then he felt her legs straddle his ribs and her hands on his upper thighs. He opened his eyes to glimpse that thick, perfect ass descending over his face before it obscured all light and his world went black.

"Lick up your cum, baby."

For a moment, there was no movement. Her confidence almost faltered in the drawn out pause that followed, but then she felt his wet tongue lapping at her asshole and it soared to never before seen heights.

"Good boy, Zaga, mmmmm good boy." She sighed as she squatted on top of him and enjoyed the pleasant, perverse sensation. She reached down and lovingly fondled his big hairy balls. She slipped a finger into his sore little pleasure hole, enjoying the grip of the soft wetness on her digit as she toyed with the idea of sucking him hard again. The feeling of his strong tongue worming its way through her cummy asshole was delicious.

"Mmmmmm, that feels nice babe," she praised, her eyes unfocused, her thoughts on the future, "I was meant to be a beta," she said to no one in particular. Then with a gentle squeeze of the Zaga's testicles she added, "And you and I are going to get along just fine."

The End