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An alpha and omega blend their smell together after mated. The scent of a mated pair are different than a single alpha or omega, signal to other people that they belong together.
Mutts will take on their blended smell after the alpha claimed them, signifying which Gargarean couple own it.
The mutt getting to know the new mutt enslaved by their alpha by familiarize themselves with their new pack mate scent and rubbing the pack's scent into the new mutt.
As you can see, this mutt is not only licking the new mutt smell. He also rubbing the smell of his alpha and omega, the smell of his pack, onto the runt marking him as one of theirs, at their alpha and omega's command.
He has never been more happy, fulfilled with purpose, and muscular since he was just a simple farm hand, the wizard's slaves that he used to to know as his king and his holy band of knight comes to his village and lock the wizard's collar on him, enslave him and the men in his village. The wizard magic collar brainwashed his mind cleaned long ago but it stay permanently proudly on his neck as a sign of the wizard ownership over him.
Every straining of his muscle make his dick twitch, knowing he push his limit with backbreaking labor serving the wizard. All the slaves are naked as per the rule, slave don't wear clothes, clothes are not necessary in serving the wizard.
Due to the hard work that could only be achieve by an intensely brainwashed labor, the work so grueling that any man with free-will simply couldn't do. Accompanied with the wizard's mysterious demonic grain seed. The harvest this round have come up more bountiful than he have ever seen in his life. The harvested black grain radiated with dark magic that him and his brethren slave feed on would only make them grow stronger and stronger for the wizard to use their labor harder and harder. His dick twitch at the thought of that.
A Second Chance
When I got sentenced for a life in prison, I make peace with the idea that this is concrete wall would be the rest of my life long time ago. It’s the price I’m willing to pay, those people deserve it. I know what they did at those conversion camp, I experienced it.
One lucky night, I escaped, physically not mentally. I scraped by as I slowly made my way further and further from that place, but my mind how suffered too much that the distance couldn’t help. Desperate for a living and something grueling enough to quiet my mind, I joined the army. I’m good enough to cover things to pass a psych test, the training was good enough to keep me busy, I keep taking in more and more rigorous assignments like a junkie.
But the thought of those day in the camp never left me, no matter how many classified tour as I did as a one of the top special forces operator, I’m just better at hiding it now.
So one day after returning from deployment, I pack things up and head back to where I came from. That conversation camp is still operating so I pick the downtime where it wouldn’t have any kid around to pay them a visit. Next is the church and lastly my parents’ home. And end the day at the police station where I delivered their severed heads on the officer desk. My job is done.
It’s been a while in the cell before the Gargarean army advanced into the town. The prison guards have left us since the battle begins a week ago, thankfully their army are unmatched to humans so we don’t have to wait and starved here for long before they take the prison and process its the entire population. Injecting us with serum that activates the hidden ancient Gargarean genes that they left in every men since the beginning of human race.
Sexual orientation is the indicator for the results. Heterosexuals turn into mutts waiting for an alpha to enslave and take them into their pack; and Homosexuals turn into either alpha or omega. So of course most of the prisoner become a mutt, few become an alpha, like me, and even fewer become an omega.
The soft lips caressing my coarse tatted face brought me back to the present. My dick still buried deep in him, my own precious omega. Still coming down from the orgasm high, I could feel his connection to my mind from the new organ at the tip of my dick directly to my brain, healing me from the inside, just like the day that we first mated. It’s like my little angel blow my darkest trauma that hunted me all my life with just a gentle blow.
It’s mind boggling that a being this pure could cure the darkness that himself has never experienced before in his life. He have a better life than me from the start even before the war and I intended to keep it that way, with my and my pack’s life.
He’s wearing his lucky red sweater to sent me to another deployment with a farewell sex. One of the mutt entered our room and get on his knees bowing, as the custom for a mutt in a present of an alpha or an omega, “We are ready to move at your command, sir.” I nod to him, and turn to give my omega one more kiss for goodbye. “I hope you’ll like the mutt that I left with you.” He replied. “Well, not as good as you, but I’ll make do” another kiss on my cheek as I pull my knot out of his hole, soaked of my cum and his self-produce lubricant, disconnecting our mind.
I put on my uniform and head out with my mutts, every alpha’s patriarch given duty to protect his little angel and liberates millions of pure creatures like him living a life of abuse and oppression, I couldn’t be more proud to be redraft along with my pack of mutts that I personally enslaved and trained as one of the patriarch’s best special force in the glorious Gargarean army. At my command, my pack will fight for the patriarch's holy cause and fiercely guarding my omega who gives me a second chance of life.
The twin are brought to the town from the countryside as soon as they turn into adults. The warden round up a group of them to the castle with the soldier, lock them into the wizard magic collar like the one they have on their neck. At first the collar hung lose on their scrawny neck but the brainwashing are still as intense. The chaos die down when the last one get collared. They walk out to the yard in a unison, their eyes empty, and begin training mindlessly with the older slaves immediately.
Years later, after an intense training non stop since that day, they are one of the wizard's elite slave knight. The perfect enforcer for the wizard rule through out the land. They raid villages with their dick hard as a rock as they round up the men in the village and collar them, knowing that they have bring more slave under the wizard mind destroying power.
After combat injuries and some lost limbs, he comes back to his country as a war hero, honorably discharged and getting his limbs replaced with high tech prosthetic that connects directly with his brain to move as if it’s his own.
Not long after he left the hospital, the prosthetic fry his brain and recode it with a new program as he lay shaken with seizures on his kitchen floor. Shortly after he spring back to his feet, standing at attention. The chip in his brain sent his address to the transport team, who’s going to ship him back to the front line as an absolute obedient combat drone. He was such a great soldier, the army decided that there should be no retirement for him.
Dinner for Master
As a reward for my efforts in my first week as a slave, and my first full day caged, my master gave me the privilege to cook dinner for him tonight. I purchased the best cut of ribeye I could find. I went about preparing vegetables and herbs from my garden, firing up the grill, and roasting sweet potato fries. I was afraid that I would burn something and fuck everything up, but everything went as planned. The table was set for one and the steak was perfectly cooked to my master’s preference and resting when he arrived at my door.
Master ordered me to strip off the jock strap I was wearing so that he could enjoy the sight of my newly caged cock. I served him a beer in a frosty class and he returned the gesture with clothespins clamped onto my nipples. I filled his plate then knelt beside him. He rested his cold beer for me to balance on my back as I worshiped his feet. My master is generous and kind, so he served me some bites from the table and he whetted my appetite with a healthy serving of his beautiful uncut cock.
Master retired to the basement living room and I went about cleaning and preparing a special dessert: blackberry fig compote and goat cheese stuffed grilled peaches. I served master the dessert and was in heaven as I watched from under his bare feet while he cut into the juicy, tender peach, and savored the sensual flavors. I pleased him, so it was time for the sweetness of my dessert.
Master had me slowly arrange all of the toys and equipment we would use with me onto the floor. He watched as I slid his vibrating prostate stimulator in my pussy and put on wrist and ankle cuffs. Master had me lie on my belly and I could feel the hard plastic and metal of my cock cage pressed against me. He pressed a magic wand against my cock cage and sent me into shuddering pleasure and agony as he varied the settings of both vibrators. Master presented one foot for me to worship as the other pressed against the top of my head. He asked the question, “who is in control.” With a whimper and a shout, I squealed and stated, “you are in control of my body and my mind sir.”
It was time to stand me up and tie my arms above my head against the top of my pull-up cage. I was blindfolded and my feet were secured against the base of the cage. Slowly, with devious deliberateness, master clamped the skin below my nipples in rows. He teased me with more vibration as he slapped my ass hard. Every once in a while, master would breathe into my ear and suck on my neck and shoulder, sending me into a shudder of ecstasy that stirred my useless caged cock. He slowly dragged a feather across my helpless body then slapped a whip against my skin. Master unclamped my nipples and skin, making sure to enjoy the jerks of pain this brought to my body. As has been the case throughout my time in service for master, a steady stream of precum dribbled from my useless cock through the cage and onto the floor.
Master took this opportunity to let my cock free from its cage. To my shame and disappointment I could not stay hard for him. He set a timer and went about teasing my body, running ice cubes over my burning nipples and down to around the stimulator that was still ravishing my pussy. As punishment for not getting hard on master’s command, he untied me, clamped my nipples again, and reminded me that he would owe me twenty spankings.
Master decided that I would sit at his feet and serve as his pup teaching me to bark and to fetch his dildo. If I did not do a good job as his pup, master would slap me across the face with his palm or the dildo. If I did good I was rewarded with his delicious cock as my treat.
He relented and let me sit next to him and rest after all of this. Master leaned into me and kissed me intensely, instantly making me rock hard. He reminded me that it has been six days since I have been allowed to cum and today was not the day that I was to be allowed to feel that release. He enjoyed jerking my pulsating cock and teasing me before it was time for my punishment. I leaned over him and counted twenty strikes, thanking master for each one. I knelt under his cock with my hands behind my back and watched as he reminded me that I was only allowed to suck his cock when he wanted it. He had me look straight into his eyes as he jerked himself to climax. At last came the icing on the cake as he shuddered and spurted wave after wave of warm cum onto my face and beard. I was allowed to clean his spent cock and lap up his ultimate reward.
As I said, my master is kind and generous...