Dax's pack was running across the country to have a alliance meeting with that sack of shit Alpha, Kell. It's well known that Dax has the smallest pack in numbers, but the worst reputation. They are the hired guns people buy to protect their own packs during a war they want to win. Highest paid alliance wins their services. Dad's territory is larger than all the other packs combined because of this. While everyone in the country tried to ban together to take their lands, Dax's soldiers annihilated the biggest threats and the others ran with their tails tucked between their legs. All except Kell. His pack never fights because they don't have to.
"It pays having 80% of the pack be omegas. Such a rare breed. Only one or two per pack at most and here we have hundreds." Kell was introducing his pack, the largest in numbers, to Dax and his six men he brought with him. It is well known they Donny have an Omega as that would be a liability, but now Dax seems interested. Interested enough to have a meeting with the scum of an Alpha named Kell.
"You want us to fight your war, but instead of money, you want me to take Omegas? Why would I do that?" Dax was walking with Kell and the others followed as they made their way through Kell's castle.
"I heard through the grape vine that you don't have any. Your numbers will drop as your fighters get older and have no one for breeding. It's a simple deal, a very worthwhile one for both of us." Kell looked smug like he knew Dax's fighters were not spring chickens.
"Show me what you have in mind." Dax's face was a mask of no emotion. There were no smells or face twitches to give away how he truly felt about the deal and it faltered Kell's superiority for just a second.
They walked through a guarded door with some massive Betas. Through the door was a paradise. Men littered every crevice of the place. Hot tubs full of them, stations of some sort with men lining up. It would be a Alpha rut's wet dream.
After a little closer look, Dax and his men noticed something a little off.
"Why are they so big? Only a few look like omegas." Dax knew the answer, but he couldn't believe anyone would actually do what he was seeing.
"As we both know, omegas are rare. What I have done here, well let me show you."
Kell directed them to follow which they did with grim faces.
They stepped into a massive side room with Alphas and Betas chained and tied up. Along the wall were Beta's from Kell's pack doing unspeakable things to them.
"It's a process, to turn the Alphas and Betas into Omegas. You see they don't produce the same hormones and definitely are not bred with the same personality traits so we have to force them on them. This first station is intake. They get their lovely little cock jewelry... aka a cock cage... there. When we get a new Omega candidate, we need to make sure that they are defanged and broken. The cock cage, chemical injections and stations help with that. That's the silver whip station that Juda is manning. As you can see we have plenty of stations to help break them down"
Kell continued on the tour of the torture chamber for Dax and his men. Next is where they are fitted with their new plug. They are to wear it at all times unless they are doing their daily activity or are allowed by my men to take it off." Kell kept walking as he saw the hate and determination slowly fade in the eyes of the men he was watching as he went down the line.
"Here we have the first introduction to knotting. They need to be stretched first which is over here." There was a man tied to a chair with a rounded stomach. His eyes looked furious. The man next to him looked dead. "That one had been a bit difficult at this stage and so he has been on the knott block for over three days straight."
Dax's Beta Charlie shivered. His revulsion seeped out for just a millisecond, but was only caught by Dax.
"This is the enema station. They need to learn how to take and hold large amount of semen to make their Alphas happy. Next is the knot station. Here the Omegas are fitted with a fake knot tool and forced to take Alpha seed to get used to it."
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