He laid him on the couch, stroking his hair softly before heading to the shower. He quickly took a shower, washing off the scent and bathing in a body wash scientifically proven to help calm Omegas. He was soon walking out, looking at what Host was doing.

Host curled up once set down, pulling his legs close to his chest. His scent was still clearly distressed, though a tad less than previously. He wanted to find a safe place and nest, but he didn’t even have anything that would smell good. Everything smelled like that alpha..

He was still sitting like that when he heard the other come back, arms wrapped around his legs to hold them close.

“You don’t have to keep them open then.” He said softly. “I’m going to put you on the couch, okay? I need to take a shower to get the fake scent off.” He always wore it when marking Omega’s. It kept them from associating his scent with pain and rape. He gently kissed the other’s head.

Host was glad he got to close his eyes, nodding lightly. A fake scent? He wondered. He could already smell his own scent had changed from the bonding, and noticed the difference from it to how this alpha smelled right now. He was sad he didn’t have any of his belongings from when he had been a child.

“I can tell. Is it easier to keep them closed?” He softly picked the Omega up, bringing him inside. “Feel free to smell anything you want.”

“Y-yes…”, Host mumbled and nodded lightly. Keeping them open was exhausting and tiring, it were muscles he never used. Sure he had gotten okay at it for the last few years, but still.

He held lightly onto the alpha this time, feeling a little better than before. Maybe this one wasn’t so mean…

He gently rubbed Host’s chin, looking at him. He could tell by the way he was squinting something was off. “Little one… do your eyes hurt?”

Host shook his head lightly. “I- I’m b-blind…”, he answered quietly, obviously afraid to talk. He tried his hardest though.

The ride only took an hour. He had tried to drive as softly as possible, pulling into his driveway. Hopping out of the car he opened the carriage, kneeling down as he got in it. “Little one? We are here.”

Host rubbed his nose with the back of his hand, looking towards the other as best as he could manage. He could barely keep his eyes open, golden eyes milky. He had been taught to keep his eyes open some years ago, because apparently only his eyes were good on him. He had a hard time with it though, he didn’t see the point being blind.

He looked up at the camera, gave it a dark smirk, then left. He had a specially made Omega carrier, and gently placed Host on the cushion in it. “When we get home I’m going to get some medicine on you, little one.” He closed and locked the doors, going to the cab and starting to drive.

Host was incredibly glad for the softness, curling up as best as he could. He didn’t want to try and find out what this was, so he stayed still otherwise. Trying to calm his crying and sobbing. After a good while, he was just hiccuping and sniffing, nose running.

He slowed down, nipping gently at the other. “Good Omega…” Pulling out he forced a plug into Host, then slipped a nightgown over him. With ease he gently picked him up, murmuring in his ear. “I’m taking you to the car. Once we get in there I will take the plug out.” He didn’t like raping Omegas, in fact he hated it, but most auction housed required seeing a breeder being, well, bred. The rougher the better.

Markus was crying, shaking and hiccuping. He gripped his night-gown close, not wanting to hold onto the alpha. He didn’t know how this stuff worked, so for him it was just a traumatizing experience. At least he was being carried gently, he supposed. The alpha probably knew he was blind.

He thrusted hard and fast, biting the other’s neck and claiming him. He growled as he got closer, then bit down even harder as he came into the unwilling Omega. Cum pumped into him and he felt slick running down his cock.

It took quite a while before Host was giving broken moans, gasping and sobbing between them. It hurt, it was a lot, and he had never been fucked before either.
His breath hitched when the other man came, sobbing as he was filled, burying his face in his arms and against the mattress. It was so much, he didn’t know how to feel.

He laughed darkly as slick started to coat his fingers. “Slut.” Wasting no time he mounted the other, gripping his hair tight as he thrusted in all at once. “Fuck,” he hissed, “You’re tight.”

Markus cried out when the other pushed into him, gasping and sobbing. He wasn’t happy, he didn’t want this, but he couldn’t help himself either. He was pretty small, and very weak. He didn’t want this to happen, but had to endure it. He knew even begging it to stop wouldn’t help.

Devon smirked, shoving two fingers into the other’s hole and thrusting them hard. He could care less if the other was dry. He brought him to a breeder and nothing else. “Good breeder.”

Markus cried out when Devon forced two fingers into him, whimpering and gasping as pain turned to pleasure slowly.
He had never been used before like this, he was still young. He had barely had gone through his first few heats, before being sold off, marked as “fertile”. Able to bear children. Just no one knew how likely it was, how good a breeder he’d be.