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Watching from a distance, Jaskov nodded approvingly, his tail wiggling from side to side in order to display his satisfaction. "Yes, that will do", he said to the worker that was currently arranging the final preparations for the auction that was about to happen. A shipment of high-class omegas had recently been acquired from Egrilia during an interplanetary transaction,
and an auction was devised to make sure that only the members of the elite of the elite - the most renowned Alphas in the planet - had access to such creatures.

Jaskov was the one that stood at the top of this social pinnacle, holding the position of Council Leader; his cunning demeanour and hunger for power made the half-fox quickly ascend through the social ranks of the Alphas until he wasn't subject to anyone's control, and he enjoyed every second of being on top. Jaskov knew that he was born to lead, and that is exactly what the 6 foot 1" male intended to do.

"Take some rest, Balgair, I believe we're set. Now we just wait for the auction to start", he said.


The specimens were lined up at the podium, securely shackled to the ground as the announcer described each of them in deep detail.

"And now, to the next product! As you can all see, this omega has a very strong body - look at his arms and legs, ladies and gentlemen. He is perfect for all sorts of physical work, and he has a nice shade of black fur covering his head, ears and tails. Let's start with 50,000 Credits, shall we?", the salesperson announced in a barrage of words as he showed the traits of the omega in question.

The auction seemed to be running smoothly so far. All of the creatures sold so far seemed to accept their role as they should, for that was the natural order of things - the worthy gave orders and the unworthy obeyed, no exceptions. Jaskov defended that those who had power to claim something became deserving of that claim, which made the fact that he endorsed the power system a given fact.

Still, he could not shake the feeling that some foul play was afoot. The half-fox noticed some strange movements coming from the south-western sector of the site. His ears shot upwards, trying to capture any sounds that were out of the ordinary. Maybe he was just being paranoid, but Jaskov learned to always trust his instincts; after all, no one ever gets to the top by being reckless.
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“Really? I was five minutes late and you decided the best course of action was to completely remove the panel from the lock?” Cypress was leaning on the now open door of the auction hall. Arms folded over his chest while his white fox ears laid flat against his head and his tail twitched in irritation.

“We thought something happened.” His best friend, Niles, tried to defend himself as he stood up and brushed the dirt of his knees. Niles was almost ahead taller then Cypress being close to six feet tall as opposed to his 5 foot 7.

“And if you had set the alarm off this whole plan would be down the drain.” His other friend Calem said as he stepped towards the smallest man in their group. “Here. I made sure to bring it.” What Calem had handed Cypress was an intricate half face mask in the shape of a fox. The top of it would stop just before his natural ears and make them appear as if part of the mask while the bottom ended right above his mouth.

“Thanks.” Taking the offered mask Cypress securely fashioned it to his head. “Now lets go cause some hell.”

The south-west entrance was the one that had been designated as the point of entry for this raid. From the intel their group had acquired it would be the one that would have the least amount of security. With fewer guards posted and a security panel that Cypress would be able to hack to get access to the inside.
 
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The strange movement seemed to not subside as time passed; unwilling to let the Auction Hall turn into a place of catastrophe, Jaskov decided to take matters into his own hands and began to walk towards the south-west entrance, determined to evaluate the scenario. Before he could get to the desired point, however, the doors swung open in a sudden burst.

A cacophony of voices filled the air, screams rang across the space as a group of rebels rushed into the room with their faces concealed. They seemed to dash towards the auction block that held the omegas currently being sold, as if they planned the attack beforehand. Jaskov, however, wouldn't let himself be beaten to it; with resolution, he gave his orders to a nearby member of the security personnel.

"Tell the others to cover all sides of the auction block, now. Order everyone to move back, and arrest anyone that gets too close. This directive is given with the authority of the Council, and any insubordination will be dealt swiftly. Now!", he roared at the guard and turned one hundred and eighty degrees on impulse, to which he was greeted by a masked individual dashing in his direction.

His knee-jerk reaction was to seize the individual, grabbing the assailant's shoulders with both hands. The speed made both of them fall to the floor; Jaskov then pinned him down and growled in his face, taking off his mask. "Who the hell do you think you are?", the half-fox asked while glaring directly into the other creature's eyes. "You have ten seconds to explain everything, or I'm going to throw you in a governmental cell until you tell us everything you know."
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The plan was going exactly as planned. The noise of the doors slamming opening caused all attention in the hall to shift to the south west entrance and then all hell broke loose. They didn’t have large numbers, there was about twenty of them in general for this raid, but they had trained and prepared for this. Plus the element of surprise was big help.

The group split into two with half the team causing chaos and keeping the guards occupied while the other group headed for the stage to free the enslaved omegas. Cypress was part of the later group since his body was built more for speed and stealth as opposed to brute strength. Cypress was justing finished freeing the last omega when from the corner of his eye he saw Niles head toward on of the Alphas. A quick look and it became obvious that it was a member of the council.

“Shit! That idiot.” Cypress jumped off the stage and made to follow his friend. Praying that he could get there before his friend got into trouble. There was no such luck as he was still more then half way away from Niles when the Alpha he had been charging grabbed him by the shoulders, however the momentum of Niles run had caused both of them to fall to the floor. “Panther!” Cypress increased his speed.

Niles glared up at the Alpha as he removed his mask. Black panther like ears folded against his head in anger as he hissed. “I’m not telling you anything Alpha scum.”
 
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"Put the area in lockdown. No one gets in or out", proclaimed Jaskov to the guard that was nearby. The doors were bolted shut from the outside, causing a massive chaos; dozens and dozens of citizens slammed against the steel entrances demanding to leave. The Alpha shook his head, determined to not let things go out of control, and took control of the auction block, dragging Niles with him.

"All citizens that are here tonight, be quiet! We are going to catch the people responsible for this, but for that to happen we need your whole collaboration. All guards will make a line dividing the room into two parts; we will verify your identities so the Alphas are sorted into the other side. To make sure that the perpetrators cannot hide in the middle of the crowd, everyone of you - and I mean EVERYONE, no exceptions - will stand close to the western wall and only move towards the barricade in the middle of the room when called. Leave a wide space between the sorted group and the line of guards, so we can see anyone who attempts to run to the other side. Take your positions at once!", Jaskov snarled as he handed the assailant to one of the guards. "Lock him up, that's one less person we need to take care of. I don't need you to tell me anything, I can discover the truth on my own - that's why I'm an Alpha and you are not", he remarked with a grin on his face.

The half-fox then unmounted the auction block and stood behind the area isolated by the police, beckoning the first individual to walk forward.
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‘Shit shit shit shit.’ The word kept playing in his head the like mantra. They had to get out of here, now, otherwise they would all be trapped. Some of the omegas, most of the omegas, where unwilling to help them. Their brainwashing to strong for them to want to think for themselves. The ones freed obediently followed the fox alphas directions and lined up against one wall.

A male in a jacket mask came up to him where he was standing in the middle of the room. The masked man grabbed his arm and started pulling him into the center of the crowd. “Come on, we need to think of a plan. You’re not helping anyone by being frozen in the middle of the room.” Calems calm voice soothed some of the fear that was fraying Cypress’s nerves. He was right worrying right now wasn’t helping anything. They needed a plan to get out of here first, then they could focus on rescuing Niles.

Upon reaching the middle of the crowd of people Calem and Cypress both removed their masks and dropped them to the ground. Noting the number of other masks also littering the floor a number of their group had the same idea.

As the first person made their way to the podium Cypress began surveying his surroundings. There had to be a way out of this.
 
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Nearly a quarter of the room had been sorted already, and all omegas were properly secured - their disposition to cower in fear made it easy to read their faces and promptly lock them up without a fuzz. Still, simply getting the omegas back under control was not enough. Jaskov wanted more. He wanted the ones that were responsible for this aberration, for this subversion of the natural order.

He wanted the ones that caused the whole uproar.

His eyes lingered around the area, looking for any sorts of discrepancies that could be used - until the Alpha set sights on a male that seemed to be too short to be an Alpha, or at least a high-class one in case he was, by chance, one of them. The individual seemed to bear no more than 5 foot 6, perhaps 5 foot 7 in height, despite looking like that he was supposed to be here.

Only the interrogation would determine if that expression was legitimate or simply a fabrication, however. Jaskov pointed at him and snarled, ordering the male to come forward.
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“Any ideas yet?” Calem asked, trying to stay calm but Cypress could hear the hint of desperation in his voice. With a little more then a quarter of the room already sorted, and with the omegas they were sent to rescue now back in the hands of their oppressors, their operation had failed and they were running out of time. Cypress could also feel the stares of the other members of their team focusing on him. He might not be the leader, but his quick thinking had saved them from similar situations in the past. Similar but Cypress couldn’t remember a time that was as bad as this.

Eyes darting around the room, taking in everything that could be used as an advantage, Cypress began to form his plan. It was desperate, and in all actuality it probably would never work, but it was the only plan he had and if he was going down he was going to do it on his terms.

“I might have something. On my signal start getting everyone out of here.” Cypress had early time to register the look of horror on his friends face. “What?” He asked before turning around to see what had his friend so scared.

The leader of the Alphas was pointing right at him, signaling that it was his turn to come forward. Shit. He thought he had more time, no he was going to make this work. Moving forward he approached the podium where the other fox was standing. He towered over Cypress, he was probably even taller then Niles though not by much, and Cypress refused to be cowed. He glared up at the Alpha. A challenging fire in his blue-green eyes.
 
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The man who was called to the front glared callously at Jaskov, his eyes in a display of defiance that only made the Alpha want to lash at the other male and put him into his place. Still, he could not cause an uproar in such a crucial moment, nor he could give others any reason to question his authority. With an unwavering resolution, Jaskov stared back with his piercing icy blue eyes, probing for any expression that could reveal the truth.

"What do you know about the events of today? Who invited you to the Auction Hall today? What were your purposes for attending today's events? What do you think of the attack that occurred in here?", the half-fox vociferated in a barrage of questions, devised to psychologically test the man in front of him. Only excellent liars could completely suppress their real expressions as they told a falsehood; Jaskov hoped that this was not the case of the group that decided to raid the auction.

He had one more question, however, before he was done. "As you also know, I shall order you to provide a piece of identification that shows your status as an Alpha. Now."
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Cypress’s expression didn’t waver as he stared up at the Alpha. His blue-green eyes blazed while his ears folded back against his head. Almost getting lost in his messy, white fur like hair. His tail twitched in agitation. “I don’t have documentation of the status of an alpha. I’m not one, I’m a beta, though that should be obvious since I wear the outfit of a servicer. Unless you know your blind, or stupid, I’d except either answer really.

As for what I’m doing here? Again I’m a beta servicer. Brought here to service you oh great and noble alphas.” The sarcasm that was dripping of that last line was so thick it might as well have been cut through with a knife. Cypress could practically see Calem standing in the crowd. Face resting on his face as Cypress ran his mouth. Oh well, hopefully his insults would keep the Alphas attention on his face, and not the other things he was doing.

“I know know nothing about todays events, except that which I have been ‘allowed’ to know since I am just a lowly beta. I can’t possibly have had anything to do with the planing of this attack. An attack like this could have only come from an esteemed Alpha such as yourself.” He gave a mocking bow. The action giving him time to finish his plan. Setting the hacking watch on his left wrist on high he pressed the activation button and the device let out a high pitched noise. Shattering the lights and plunging the whole room into darkness.
 
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Without a warning, all of the lights were suddenly out. Jaskov's knee-jerk reaction took control of his instincts, making him lunge forward and grab Cypress tightly. "Keep the doors in lockout, the directives remain the same!", spoke the Alpha to the guards, fully knowing that trapping the exits was the key to the whole ordeal; after all, if no one could left, that meant the perpetrators were still locked up with them.

"No one else move an inch, or I will have you arrested. Guards, restrain anyone that moves without my authorisation from their place. This is a Council order", was the command given to all as Jaskov dragged the person he had apprehended. "Lock him up, and dispatch a team to fix the power supply over here STAT. Let the team know that they will not have permission to come inside the building; all repairs must be conducted externally or, if impossible, the instructions will be relayed to a guard inside the room."

No, the Alpha refused to have that organisation succeeding at the end of the day. He had many questions to ask the mouthy Beta, including a more in-depth line of inquisition regarding the events of the day, but his priority was to clear the area appropriately and gather the culprits.

Jaskov was certain that he would do that. As an Alpha, it was his responsibility to provide results, regardless of the means employed.
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The hall was thrown into chaos once more. The suddenness of the blackout caused The Elite to panic and a few even tried to force their way through the doors, though they wouldn’t budge due to the command of the Alpha uncharge. The Auction Hall was large with high, intrically carved ceilings, a large stage to showcase whatever was being actioned off, and a large grand sitting area filled with lavishly decorated tables for the elite.

There was very little in the way of natural light as the owners and operators wanted their items to stand out when being presented. Now with the light of the stage out the room had been thrown into blackness. The elite were not prepared for the sudden turn in light, but his team was. Night vision googles were standard for their crew. Cypress was about to pull out his own pair when a larger body slammed into him-grabbing a hold of his arms and dragging him to where he assumed a group of guards were standing, waiting their orders from the Alpha.

“Let me go!” He struggled to free himself from the others grasp, digging his feet as hard has he could into the floor to stop any momentum as he could. Though Cypress might as well have been a bag of feather for all the good it did him.

Once handed over to the guards they took him back stage to where the omegas holding cells had been. Throwing him in the closest one they secured the door before going back to help with the enfolding chaos.

“Shit!” Cypress kicked the door to his prison as hard as he could.
 
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At last they seemed to be making progress, but more information was of the essence if they wanted to get to the bottom of the case. Jaskov inched closer to one of the guards and ordered, "tell the security to keep the lockdown active no matter what happens. Even if a fire begins to occur, the lockdown must resume - find another way to quell it, but those doors are not opening. I hope that I won't need to repeat myself. Now I'll visit our prisoner and get more information, so be on the lookout for new data."

The half-fox then walked to the omega holding cells; the sound of kicked metal echoed down the corridor, indicating the position where Cypress was stationed at. Jaskov walked to the premises and leaned against the bars.

"Now, now, let's talk for a little while, shall we? Your plan has failed. Nothing changed, and you probably got your whole terrorist cell trapped with that slipshod plan of yours... so now you can open up your mouth and talk. Who do you work for, and why? Spare yourself from the torture that will come if you refuse to cooperate, and spill the truth", said the Alpha, intent to gather more information.

Still, his desire for control began to grow more and more. What if he made a Beta his own pet, like Omegas usually were - and one that worked for a rebel organisation, no less? The thought made the fur atop his head stand on end in delight; yes, he needed to make Cypress his own. After all, his information would have nearly no use - they could discover what they needed from the other members.

"I have a proposal for you, and I won't make it again, so you'd better accept. I'm willing to forget everything, including your involvement in the attack, under a simple condition - you become my pet and serve me at all times, no questions asked. No repercussions, no punishment, no torture. You'll live under the control of the strongest Alpha that the universe has heard of. You can make your choice now, but you'll be treated much better if you become mine", said Jaskov, although he knew there was the chance that Cypress would accept the proposal just to craft another plan like this one.

Even if that was his intention, the Alpha would benefit from his servitude. As the saying went, one should keep his friends closer and his enemies closer.
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The cell Cypress had been tossed into was small, and square in shape. If he had to guess it was probably five feet by five feet. Having paced around the entire thing and then kicking the door again in frustration. How could everything have gone so wrong? He had managed to get in the building without any trouble-acquiring a uniform for the beta servants the program had been recruiting had been easy. No one thought twice at his small stature and slim figure. He wasn’t a threat.

He had been late to opening the doors. He had made the excuse of heading to the kitchens for more wine when an elite stopped him. The encounter was brief but held him up. Niles had almost blown the whole thing before it even started when he tried to hack the system from outside. However that hadn’t happened. Cypress had gotten there in time.

No none of those was the reason they had fail. The reason was the Alpha that had happened to be present. If he hadn’t of been there they would have all been gone by now. It was his fault.

As if summoned by his thoughts Cypress looked up to find said alpha leaning against the bars of his cell. Cypress snorted. “Whats the point. You’re just going to torture me anyways. Why should I just give you the information.” When the alpha prosed his deal Cypress looked at him like he was crazy or had grown a second head. “You’re kidding right? You want me to give up my friends, my life, everything I believe in so I can be your toy? Did you honestly expect me to agree to that? Man you really are stupid.”
 
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Jaskov shook his head negatively in a very condescending way. "What a pity. You had the chance to come by your volition to me, and you threw it away. That won't save you from me, you know - I am an Alpha, more precisely the Alpha, and I take what I want. You shall be mine, whether you like it or not".

At the exact same time, the apparatus nestled into the Alpha's right ear confirmed the status of the main building. "All clear, boss. We have secured all suspects and cleared the area. Code clear", came the reply from one of the guards, indicating that the lockdown had finished. "Very good", came the reply from the Alpha. "Send all of the culprits to our interrogation rooms tomorrow morning, I want to take care of them personally when the next day arrives", he proceeded with the directives right before he turned to face Cypress.

"Well, well, well. Just in time", said Jaskov as he opened the cell with his fingerprint, rushing to grab the other half-fox from within the confines of his prison. "Now you're ready to go home with me. Your new life starts now, pet."
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“Yeah. It’s a pity. I’m not going to play your games. Sorry.”

Cypress leaned on the opposite bars of his cage, subtly putting as much distance as he could between him and the other fox. His tail was swaying in agitation behind him. The Alpha. There could only be one thing that he meant by that. The council leader. The Alpha of all alphas. Rumors spread about the man. That he didn’t have a pet because that felt that they were beneath him. That he had another alpha as a pet.

Cypress’s ears perked up and then filed back at the revelation that his team had been caught. It made the little fox’s mind race. ‘Did they all get caught?’ Were some of them able to slip away?’ Surly Calem was able to escape, or at least hide. There were plenty of hiding places and with the lights having gone out he’d have no trouble slipping into one. Right?’

So lost in thoughts he never heard the door open until it was too late. The larger fox had already grabbed him by the upper shoulder and dragged him from the confines of his prison.

“Let go of me.” He snarled as he tried digging the nails of his free hand into the hand holding him. Trying to dislodge it enough that he could slip away.
 
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The hands clutched Cypress's body securely, unwilling to let go despite the burying of the nails into Jaskov's hand. The Alpha lowered his hold, grasping the other half-fox's wrists and keeping them close to each other as he pulled the captive man's body.

"That's enough. I might not have an electric collar to put around your neck for now, but I have enough strength to take you to my home alone", the Council Leader stated, exiting the Auction Hall through the backdoor that was now unlocked. Jaskov nodded at a guard that secured the perimeter, beckoning him to follow. "I'm going home and taking this specimen for interrogation. Follow me closely, and shoot him with a tranquilliser in case he tries anything", came the order from the Alpha to the man.

It was a long day. Jaskov expected to get to his home soon, and have some degree of fun with his newfound pet.
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The alpha had barely flinched at Cypress’s attempts at getting away even though the smaller fox knew it had to have hurt-there was pinpricks of red starting to show on the alphas hand where Cypress had dug his nails in. He acted like it was an annoyance, an inconvenience, and he quickly changed his grasp so that he was holding his both of Cypress’s wrists in one hand.

The two fox hybrids walked past the perimeter and were soon joined by a guard. Cypress needed to try something else, a new tactic, to get him free. Cypress had faith in his speed that he could take cover from the guards gun before they had time to register that he was free. Cypress stopped resisting, he started walking forward to help slacken the grip that was holding him before bringing his wrists up to his mouth and biting down-hard- on the hand that was holding them.

The taste of warm copper filled his mouth, but Cypress didn’t have time to dwell on that. The grip on his hands and softened in surprise to his sudden attack and he used this as an opportunity to break free. However he had barely made it a few steps before he felt someone snag his elbow and heard the sound of a gun before everyone went black.

The feeling of something soft was the first thing Cypress registered as he regained conciseness, followed by a pounding in his head. It was like the morning after he had turned eighteen all over again after Niles challenged him to a drinking contest. Not wanting to open his eyes, but the desire to know where he was compelled him to take a look at his surroundings.

The room was dark and he could make out much about the room, but he could tell it was large and circular in shape. He was laying on some sort of bed-couch-thing that was made out of some type of black material.

Determining that he was alone Cypress made to stand up one to be brought to a halt by a chain hooked up to a collar around his neck. “What the hell? Where am I?”
 
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The time to climb down the stairs to the dungeon had arrived. Jaskov knew that the Beta had likely awakened by now, and was probably thrashing around the bed during the Alpha's absence - testing the limits of the sturdy chain placed around his neck, to no avail.

Upon entering the room, the half-fox confirmed his suspicion. Cypress tried to stand up and tugged on the leash that collared him, limiting his freedom to the bed. "That won't do you any good, this chain is not going to break. As you can notice, I have also taken the precaution of removing your watch as an added safety measure - don't think for a moment that your action in the Hall went unnoticed. I might not have been quick enough to stop you, but I saw what you did". Two steps were taken towards the bed. "I was waiting for this moment to arrive, and it's suddenly here... the day in which I'd find someone other than a spineless Omega to make mine", Jaskov grunted in delight.

The half-fox continued speaking, explaining every little detail of his intentions and future plans. "You see, I've always wanted to have a pet that I'd have to break little by little. I could theoretically have an Alpha - maybe you even heard the myth that I had one of them under my control - but our society would enter in disarray, if people see that not all Alphas are alike. That's why I only put them under my control for one night and let them live with the knowledge that they'll forever be marked, in their minds, as mine. How do you think I got so far up in the hierarchy?", the man inquired as he flashed a fang. "But you, you are a Beta, and a rebel one to top it off. The same rules don't apply to you. Controlling you will be a symbol of power - both by showing that I have a pet that no one does, and by proving that I can be on top of the one that tried to rebel against the system. What I'm going to do is to make you mine to serve me in whatever ways I desire; I'm going to show you off in public and let everyone know what kind of man I am", Jaskov proceeded.

His fur-like hair stood again on its end, his body shivering in expectation to use his pet for the first time. A couple of steps led Jaskov to one of the room's walls, to which he pressed his palm against and revealed a hidden drawer that contained a long and black whip. The tool wiggled lightly inside the half-fox's hands as the man felt the weight of the disciplining instrument he liked to use so much on the ones that fell prey to him.

"Now it's time for us to begin", was the phrase said before the first lash struck Cypress's body.
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The sound of a door opening pulled Cypress’s attention to- well the room had no real conners as it was a circle- a side of the room. Revealing a door that Cypress had missed perviously when he had made his first observations of this room. He was not terribly surprised when the Alpha from earlier stepped into the room. The man had kidnapped him after all, though maybe kidnapped was not the right word. After all it was perfectly legal and with this Alphas right to take him as a pet, no matter how he despised that fact.

Cypress listened as the Alpha gave his lecture about why he had taken an interest in Cypress and why he wasn’t currently locked in an interrogation room somewhere-for this room was no interrogation room.

“So you have a primitive urge to control those who you see as beneath. Good to know.” Though Cypress lost his bravado when he saw the tool in his captors hands. “A whip? Seriously? Isn’t that a bit, I don’t know, archaic? Even for you?” A series of shivers ran down the little fox’s spine and goosebumps raised again the skin of his slender arms. Though his weren’t due to any pleasure or anticipation. “Hit me with that thing and I’ll kill you in your sleep.”

Cypress’s threat, if it could have even really been called that, went ignored as the first lash struck him squarely in his chest. He barely had time to recover before a second lash defended down upon him to strike him in the exact same place and Cypress could feel the welt that was beginning to form. “I hate you!” The fox hissed just as a third strike hit him.​
 
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A chuckled rumbled from Jaskov's throat upon hearing Cypress's words - it seemed like the collared and frail male wanted to threaten him? Regardless, his words sounded like a joke to the Alpha. "Kill me? You're under my control, locked up and ready to do what I tell you", said the man as he continued to lash the Beta's body. "You're weaker than I am, you're inferior to me; you couldn't even kill me in my sleep if I gave you a weapon and freed you". The whip descended viciously, tracing red lines over red lines in a flurry. "Archaic or not, this is more than I need for the likes of you".

But he was not satisfied yet. Jaskov jumped onto the bed, grabbing Cypress and turning his body around while pinning the pet with his body weight. The other half-fox struggled, but the Alpha held him steadfastly in his position and grabbed the right arm of the Beta, stretching it out and locking the limb into place inside a metallic restrainer that was right to the side of the bed. Shortly after, he viciously yanked the pants of the pet off; Jaskov sat on Cypress's ass, the knot of his still-concealed shaft throbbing against the Beta's hole as the pet's left leg was bound by another restrainer.

"Much better", stated the male upon standing up and seeing his bitch secured into place with his ass up. The whip cracked one more time, this time hitting the sensitive area between both buttcheeks. "It's up to you whether you want the pain or the pleasure. Resisting will only prolong your torture."
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Cypress knew how to endure the pain for unlike the male before him-who had grown up among the elite and the relative safety of high class society-Cypress had had no such luck. On the streets for as long as he could remember Cypress had learned an important lesson. If you couldn’t endure pain you wouldn’t last long. This man, this alpha, claimed to have risen through the ranks of the elite? Cypress had raised through the ranks of the street. He had been beaten, stabbed, and left for dead more times then he could count in his nineteen years and yet he survived. If Jaskov thought he was going to break do to him being whipped he was sorry mistaken.

“Why don’t you hand over a weapon, if your so confidant, and we’ll see what happens.” His threat obviously hadn’t gone over as expected, not like he thought it would. This man saw himself above Cypress, above everyone, and he saw Cypress as a non threat. Well, he’d just have to change his mind then.

The sudden pause in the barrage of lashes caused Cypress to look up at Jaskov and also gave him time to catch his breath before having that breath knocked from his lungs as the bigger man literally Jump.On.Top.Of.Him! What the actual fuck! “Get off of me!” He hissed, ears filled back in anger as he tried to shove him off. Cypress might have been trying to push a boulder for all the good it did him and he soon found his right hand bound and secured to the side of the bed.

Cypress retaliated to this action by bringing up his free hand up to Jaskov face, aiming to scratch his face, before he found his lower half stripped and left leg in a similar position to his right arm. This made him stretched fully across the bed-couch-thing and giving the alpha a nice view of his backside.

The lash to his sensitive crack had caused Cypress to flinch, though he bit his lip and bared it. “I can live with pain.”
 
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Despite Cypress's strong resolve, Jaskov was unwilling to let his punishment go to waste. He changed his strategy, deciding to reframe the whole situation under a new light. "It's not the physical pain that you should be concerned with, no. What you haven't realised so far is that you are now part of the system that you tried so hard to eliminate, and this is where your distress will come from. You fought so hard to free some Omegas from the fate of being pets, and what did you accomplish at the end? You've only made yourself a pet in the process, and saved no one - and if others notice the same possibility as I've done, you also made your teammates into pets as well. Your rebellion only served to fuel our system more and more, and the whip against your body is a symbol of that. The physical pain is just a representation of this idea; what matters is that I have power to do whatever I want with you".

And it was at this exact moment, after revealing the ideas that hid behind his demeanour, that Jaskov pounced on top of Cypress and bit his ear, feeling the body of the other man wiggle behind him. "Try to attack me as much as you like, but fighting is an exercise in futility. You are mine", affirmed the Alpha as he scratched the other half-fox's ass, marring the skin with a series of red lines.

His right index finger was then pushed into Cypress's ass, testing its pressure and the reaction of the creature that lied helpless in front of him. "I actually like it when they try to fight back. I enjoy when my bitches attempt biting at first, but then discover how helpless they are - and, in the future, fall completely to submission", the half-fox informed as he struck his open palm against Cypress's ass in a fierce manner.​
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Cypress clenched his hands, fingers curing into the skin hard enough that he drew blood. As Jaskov predicted the thought of his failure was so much harder to swallow then the lashes that had been raining down on him. The plan had been suicidal from the start. What were 20 betas going to do against the council and they’re guards? They were doomed to fail from the start, but Cypress had stubbornly ignored the odds, ignored everything that had stood against him, and went with the plan anyway. And it was that plan that had landed him in the hands of an alpha he had been desperately trying to save others from. Cypress clenched his teeth. “You don’t have to tell me that I failed. I know I did. I screwed up and now I’m here, but thank you for reminding me.”

The wight of Jaskov landing on him once agin knocked the air out of his lungs for a second time, but this time it seemed like the pheromones that the alpha had been suppressing all this time were unleashed and Cypress was surrounded by the scent of dominating alpha. Cypress was weird in that he was a beta that could smell the pheromones of alphas and omegas, was even influenced by them a bit, however he had never encountered any as strong as the alpha before him was emitting. 


Cypress muffled a sound that was trying to to escape his throat when the foeman above him bit his ear. The bite to his ear had sent a funny reaction he couldn’t explain down his spine before the burn from the scratches had him arching his back. When Jaskov inserted a finger inside of him Cypress felt his tail curl up along his spine, exposing his entrance fully to the alpha on top of him as if begging for more.

What the hell? What was happening to to his body? Cypress tried to wiggle away but then felt a sharp pain on his left butt-cheek. The suddenness of the pain had him clench down on the finger still inside of him and the sensation sent another tingle along his spine. Arching his body higher and toward the digit. The sensation faded and Cypress dropped down on the bed, panting, though still aware of the finger lodged up his as. “What…the hell…did you..do to me?” He asked between pants.
 
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The immediate willingness of Cypress also got Jaskov by surprise, although the male did not make any mentions towards that. The half-fox expected that the rebel would prove much more difficult to crack - maybe he hit a weak spot when talking about his failure? Regardless of reason, the Alpha was going to use the opportunity to its fullest.

"I've only shown you what you really like, bitch", said the Alpha as he rolled the finger inside the other male's hole, pushing the side of the index against the taut walls that tried to close in a soft pulsation. "I'm only revealing to you the kind of person that exists inside your body, the one that you've tried to repress so hard to no avail. You are mine, my pet that shall serve me in any demand that I have, and you are bound to enjoy this servitude for as long as you are under my command", Jaskov proceeded, nibbling once more Cypress's ear and grinding his cock, still concealed, along the space between both sides of the other half-fox's ass.

The knot at the base of Jaskov's shaft began to pulse warmly, causing his body to emit more and more pheromones in a heavy and musky aura. The male grunted right next to Cypress aggressively, a throaty murr that spoke of primal and carnal desires. Unwilling to wait any more, Jaskov's pants were dropped down - the weight of his shaft placed under the other's back.

"Make no mistake, I will fuck you with that later - but before I do that, you're going to beg me to give you that pleasure. You're going to beg me to rut you until I am satisfied, just so you can feel what's like to have a real Alpha inside your ass. That's what bitches like you are for, and I am going to show you the best way you can ever feel when you are stuffed to the brim", Jaskov asserted, his fingertips clawing the sides of the body of the male that lied sprawled under him.​
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