Chapter 6.
Tony stared at himself in floor to ceiling mirror that covered the whole of the wall in front of him; the person staring back at him looked nothing like him.
Cropped dark brown hair barely covered his head in place of the earlier curls his eyes huge chocolate orbs of misery in his pale drawn face. His nipples bruised and erect throbbed with each beat of his heart. His whole body tremble with fear and the chill of the room made worse by the fact he no longer hand any body hair, his skin ghostly pale under the harsh lights.
Arms stretch high above his head leather cuffs securing them to the chain that hung from the ceiling. Likewise his feet were held fast by the cuffs around his ankles locked into metal rings bolted to the floor. He could not lower or turn his neck, forced to stare into the mirror by the thick leather collar around his neck, the hard leather pinching the skin under his chin.
Trainer Young appeared silently behind him, raising his arm he showed Tony the wooden paddle in his hand.
"Twenty strikes of the paddle boy, make sure to remain silent for each one of them, any sound and I start from the beginning again. You can only cry out or scream if you are given permission by your trainer at the beginning of any punishment or training."
Stepping back he raised the paddle and slammed it down onto Tony's rear five times in quick succession, giving no time for Tony to prepare for the ensuing pain and shock of being beaten.
Tony cried out his rear on fire and desperately tried to move his body away but the chains held him firmly in position, there was no escape.
"Oh dear what a shame I will have to start all over again, I did warn you boy!"
The paddle continued to slam down onto his rear the rhythm constant, giving him no time to catch his breath or prepare for each blow. Sinking his teeth into his lower lip Tony tried desperately to stifle and sound that threatened to emerge. His ass felt as though it was on fire pain shooting up his spine.
Each blow forced the plug further into his ass hitting his prostate constantly and producing a different kind of pain. He looked on in horror as his cock started to fill curving up against his stomach, becoming thicker and harder with each blow, pre cum glistening at its head.
The paddling ceased and Young's hand reached round roughly grabbing and stroking his cock, his other hand pressing against the butt plug. It took no time for Tony's body to succumb even though his mind was screaming NO! Cum shot out splattering his chest and face and Young's hand.
Gathering cum from his chest he shoved his fingers into Tony's mouth.
"Lick them clean boy and swallow it down, this is just a taste of what you will have to get used to."
The bitter cum mixed with the blood from his bitten lips, Tony choked but the fingers remained and he had no choice but to swallow.
Young laughed at his joke, wiping the rest of the cum against Tony's cheek and walked away.
The boy looked at the stranger in the mirror tears blood and cum smeared over his face, his body shaking with pain his ass on fire, he waited for the darkness to take him, for some escape but it was not to be. He could do nothing but stare at the boy in the mirror and wish he had never been born an Omega.