So, I decided to update sooner than I usually would, but this isn't the longest chapter ever. I hope it's good enough. I own nothing. Warnings of prostitution and kidnapping.

Greg frowned as he looked at the dingy apartment and shivered. He stood and kicked the clothes around until he found his least worn pair of jeans and put them on. A short walk later he was at "Daddy's" house with the others. They all walked in as they heard him yell. "Good, now I want all of you out htere doing some good work. Don't come here if you have anything less than a hundred dollars you hear? And if you're good I'll get you all a present."

"Yes, Daddy," they all responded as they left. The young man froze as he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned and gasped as he saw his pimp standing with a strange face.

"Sir?" he asked as he was turned violently.

"You keep up the good work you're doing, and you'll get a bit of money soon and you know what that means," the alpha whispered with a smile. The smile on the young man's face was bright as he walked out to his usual place and waited. It didn't take long for his first customer to roll up and pull him into their car.

"Hey there sweet thing, how much you want?" the greasy man asked. Greg felt himself shiver.

"Nothing less than forty honey," he answered with a smile.

"What's the catch bitch? Why so much?" he asked as they pulled into a car park.

"Higher price better service," Greg answered with a sly smile.

"Then I'll give you fifty if you suck me off and do all the work," the man replied with a smile. They shook hands as the sound of the man's jeans were pulled open. Then the younger felt his head pushed down to meet an erection that he gagged at. "Go on, we ain't got all day."

"Yeah, yeah," he sighed as he licked the straining member and pulled it into his mouth. The old Joe pushed his head down making him gag again. Then he pulled his hands off and Greg took the hint and started bobbing his head swirling his tongue carefully. He gasped as he was pulled off and pulled upright. The young beta groaned as he slowly pushed himself down and the spit-slicked erection slid in slowly and painfully. After a minute the man got annoyed and slapped the younger. "Ow."

"Hurry up," the stupid alpha growled as he moved his hips. Greg closed his eyes and began moving. He pushed himself up then back down. Soon he was moving fast and the disgusting man groaned grabbing the thin hips leaving bruises. Faster than expected the warm come flowed into the younger's sore hole. He whimpered as he was pushed out of the truck with his clothes and money tossed into his lap. He looked up as the man drove off. "Good fuck!"

"Hell, this isn't what I wanted when I came here," the beta whispered to himself as he stood and dressed. He walked to a small gas station and cleaned up in the loo as he put the money into his jeans pocket. After a small sip of the tap water he walked back out to the streets. Soon enough another car stopped. Greg looked at it with amazement. It was a sleek black Mercedes. The window came down. "How can I help you?"

"How much you want babe?" the man asked pulling out his wallet. Greg took a deep breath and leaned into the window.

"How about fifty and we go back to my place?" the young man asked with a smile. He waited as the man thought and smiled.

"How about we head back to my place huh?" the older beta asked as he unlocked the doors. A smile spread as the brunet opened the door and carefully sat down.

"So, will your significant other be mad that I'm coming over?" he asked with a charming smile. The man looked at him and lowered his sunglasses.

"Not at all, he'll just have to deal with it," the other answered as he turned. Greg looked up at the large building and took a deep breath. "Come on then."

"Right," the young man answered as they walked into the fancy place. "Wow."

"This way sexy," the older man whispered as he walked into the lift. After they arrived at the right floor they walked down the hall to the room. The younger felt butterflies in his stomach as they walked in. A tall but frail man stood in the kitchen and turned as they entered.

"Jared, who is this?" the ill looking blond asked as he walked over.

"That, Matt, is none of your concern," Jared responded threateningly. Suddenly the air grew heavy and it was difficult to breath. The two older men started yelling at each other leaving the younger beta forgotten. He slowly crept towards the door. A glass shattering on the wall made him freeze. "Who the fuck, said you could leave?"

"Well, I just didn't want to get in the way. Seems like I've made a bit of a disagreement come up," Greg replied as he still edged towards the door. He froze as the beta turned and punched his poor omega and Matt was down and didn't get up. The young man walked over and knelt next to the unconscious man. He sighed as he found a pulse and tried to shake him awake. He screamed as he was lifted effortlessly into the air. "LET ME GO YOU FUCKING PRICK! LET ME GO! PUT ME DOWN!"

"Shut up you stupid whore," Jared growled as he threw the younger beta onto a plush bed and pinned his arms above his head. Greg kicked and screamed as he felt his hands being secured to the headboard. A particularly good kick landed right in between the man's legs and he fell off the bed groaning. "That's it you little bitch. You're done."

"No, no, please God, I-I didn't mean it, I-I'm sorry. No, please don't," the young man cried as he felt his worn out jeans ripped off. He sobbed as his legs were pulled apart and spread. A moment later he felt the erection push through him and a blood curdling scream escaped his lips and he felt something tear. "Stop, please God, stop!"

"Shut up bitch," he growled and punched him in the face leaving a throbbing spot on his cheek. He choked as another punch was landed in his gut. Louder sobbs left the young man as he was forcefully entered and ripped. Another punch hit Greg's other cheek making his head loll to the side. "I said, 'Shut the fuck up!' Did I stutter?"

"N-no," he choked out in fear of another punch. A loud sigh sounded as a stinging warmth filled his aching hole and then was empty. "P-please, let me g-go?"

"Shut up," Jared growled as he walked out of the room leaving Greg a bleeding, sobbing mess. The sound of someone being dragged woke the young man from his light sleep. "It's alright Matt, nothing happened. You fell and hit your head again. Nothing to worry about, now let's take you to get looked at."

"He-help," the young beta tried to call but only a harsh whisper escaped. He tried several times only for the whisper a little louder and his throat hurt more. An hour later the door opened again and one set of foot steps was heard. Greg whimpered and tears started to fall as the door was opened and Jared walked in. "Please don't hurt me?"

"Shut up."

Please keep reading to find out what happens with Greg.