A couple people have asked why the OHF is doing this, and it all relates back to what I said in the first chapter. There's a birth crisis going on right now, mostly because omegas in society are trying to gain more independence. So, a law was passed that whether they were bonded or not, every omega beyond a certain age had to give birth to at least one child. I know it's messed up. This whole storyis messed up. It's not the first of its kind, though. Anyone who's read The Handmaid's Tale by Margaret Atwood knows what I'm talking about.

WARNING: VERY graphic rape scene—also applies to future chapters!

WARNING: Violence

Stimulation

Barry felt his chest tighten in panic as he was stripped down entirely, his clothes roughly torn from his body until he was completely naked and exposed. The stimulation room had a special platform that he was then restrained to. He was positioned on his stomach, bent over the stand so that his ass would be presented to the alpha in the traditional way. He tried to stop them from restraining his arms to the stand in front of him, but the beta attendants wrestled them into the restraints easily.

Panic welled in his chest as the betas then moved to his legs. He kicked out at them, but it didn't take much for them grab his legs and force them apart, treating him like he was just some sort of animal that needed to be bred and not a person with actual thoughts and feelings.

"This is one feisty omega," one of the betas said to the other as they locked Barry's legs into place on the stand.

His legs were spread apart in the most humiliating way. Barry's hole was on display now for the entire room to see, and he never felt more exposed and degraded in his life.

"I don't think I've ever smelt an omega scent like this," the other beta said thoughtfully, "I hope the alpha can control himself. I'm a beta, and even I'm getting a little rowdy just being in the same room with this one."

"Jason has pretty good control for an alpha," the other replied, "But I agree. This omega might actually test his restraint this time, and he's not even in heat yet."

"Please!" Barry begged, pulling against his restraints with tears in his eyes, "Please, just let me go! I don't want to do this! Please, help me!"

The betas hardly even acknowledged him, though. It was like they were deaf to his pleas. They probably were used to omegas pleading with them all the time. They didn't say anything in reply to him, and they continued to talk to each other as they exited the room.

Barry let out a strangled sob as the room then became. This didn't feel real. It couldn't be happening, not like this. More sobs escaped his throat as he thought about Eddie's offer. He should have taken it. He should have just let Eddie breed him when he had the chance. Anything would have been better than this.

Barry's blood ran cold with terror when he heard the door to the room open again after a few minutes had passed. He strained to turn and look at the person who had entered, but his restraints didn't allow him to turn enough to see them. Only a moment after the door closing, the alpha's scent reached Barry's nostrils, causing a jolt of electricity to run through him.

"Please," Barry begged, "Please don't do this! Please just let me go!"

"They told me you were reluctant," the alpha's voice said softly as he came closer to him, "I'll try to be gentle."

"No," Barry sobbed, "Please, just don't. Just don't!"

Barry sucked in a breath when he felt a cold hand glide along his hip.

"I'm sorry, omega," the alpha whispered, "I'm just doing my job. I'll be quick. I'll try not to drag it out for you."

Barry sobbed when he felt the hand on his hip slide over the round of his ass, moving down his leg only to slide back up again. He shuddered when he felt a hand do the same thing on the other side.

"Your scent is intoxicating," the alpha muttered in his deep voice.

Barry shook uncontrollably as the alpha leaned over him then, burying his face into Barry's neck from behind. He nipped lightly at Barry's scent gland, and Barry felt blood pool reluctantly in his groin and slick starting to be produced in his hole from the stimulation.

"P-please," Barry said shakily, "No teeth. Don't…don't use your teeth."

He knew that the alphas weren't allowed to claim him. They weren't allowed to give him a bonding bite, but Barry didn't ever want to feel their teeth on him either way.

"I have to," the alpha muttered in his ear, "It's to stimulate you."

Tears ran down Barry's face as the alpha finally pulled away from his neck. He felt one of the hands on his hips slip between his ass cheeks, teasing his sensitive hole. Barry held his breath and squeezed his eyes shut. He wanted so badly for the alpha to just stop touching him, for him to pull his hands back and just step away from him. At the same time, however, his body wanted something else. His body wanted the alpha to continue, to impale him with his cock. Barry never felt more conflicted in his life.

Another sob escaped Barry's lips when the Alpha finally slipped a finger inside him. He could feel an obscene amount of slick coming from his hole, could feel it slowly trickling down his leg.

"You're so tight," the alpha muttered in amazement, "I've never felt an omega this t—"

"Stop," Barry pleaded, a broken sob escaping his lips as tears rolled down his face, "Please. Please, just…don't talk to me while you do this."

"Okay," the alpha whispered quietly before slipping another finger in him, "Just try to relax more. Try to enjoy it."

Enjoy it. Those two words made Barry's stomach churn with disgust. He couldn't deny it, though, even to himself. What the alpha was doing felt good. It was disgusting and degrading, and Barry wanted more than anything for it to stop—but it felt good. He couldn't control his body's physiological response to the stimulation, especially with the hormones he had been given. Barry's body shook uncontrollably as the alpha worked him open, pumping his two fingers gently in and out of his hole. Barry didn't know if the shaking was from fear or arousal.

He felt both.

When the alpha twisted his fingers, crooking them inside of him, they suddenly brushed up against Barry's prostate, igniting an intense wave of pleasure to go coursing through him. The air caught in Barry's throat as he felt a rush of hormones enter his blood stream, his body then releasing an ungodly amount of pheromones all at once.

The alpha noticed.

"Oh, my God," he growled darkly, his fingers pausing in their movement.

Barry barely registered the smell of the alpha's own pheromones being released in response to his before the fingers were suddenly withdrawn from him.

"What are you—?"

Barry choked on his words and sucked in a painful breath when he suddenly felt something much larger be shoved roughly inside his hole. Barry choked back a cry of pain as the alpha pulled his cock back out a little before roughly ramming it back into him.

"S-stop!" Barry cried, "What are you doing?!"

The alpha didn't answer him, though. Barry heard a low growl come from behind him as the alpha gripped his hips with bruising hands before pushing into him again, plowing into him without mercy.

"That's too much!" Barry yelled, "Stop! That's too fast! Please!"

The alpha didn't stop, though. He continued pounding ruthlessly into Barry's body at an unforgiving pace. Barry felt like he was being stabbed by a knife, like he was being torn apart from the inside. His body wasn't anywhere near ready for this yet. He hadn't been properly stretched. It was after sucking in another painful breath of air that Barry really noticed the change in the alpha's scent and realized what had happened.

"HELP!" Barry screamed, hoping someone would hear him, "HELP! PLEASE! HE WENT INTO RUT! WE HAVE TO STOP! PLEASE, SOMEONE HELP!"

No one came to his aid, though. Barry's cries for help went unanswered. He pulled helplessly at the restraints over his arms and legs, but he couldn't break free. He couldn't pull away from the alpha who was now driving brutally into him. Tears ran down Barry's face as he went limp then, knowing it was useless to fight. He focused all his attention on relaxing his body so it wouldn't hurt so much. It only helped a little, though.

There was no pleasure in it anymore. Only pain.

Barry squeezed his eyes shut and tried to block it all out, trying to ignore the feeling of the alpha's penis moving inside him as he just waited for it to be over. He laid there and waited for the alpha to be finished with him, to be finished using his body. The alpha moaned, and his already painful grip on Barry's hips tightened, causing more tears to leak from Barry's eyes.

"Yes," the alpha whispered after a particularly deep thrust.

Barry knew the alpha was going to knot him, could tell by the way the man dug his fingers into his hips, by the way he growled with each thrust into him. Barry just prayed the man wasn't going to claim him. Once he was claimed, he would forever belong to this man. He would never get to bond with someone he truly loved.

Barry panicked when the alpha leaned over him again, his mouth latching onto Barry's neck, quickly seeking out his scent gland again. Barry's heartrate nearly doubled when he felt the man's teeth scrape menacingly over the skin there.

"Please," he sobbed brokenly, feeling the alpha's cock twitch inside him, "Please don't claim me. I'm begging you!"

The alpha continued to suck and nibble at his neck, seemingly deaf to Barry's pleas.

"Mine," he heard the alpha growl in his ear, "Mine."

"Don't!" Barry cried, tears streaming down his face as he tried futilely to pull away from the other man.

Barry struggled against his restraints again. The restraints over his right arm were becoming looser now, and even though they were chafing his skin raw, Barry continued to pull at them until his right arm finally slipped free. He twisted the best he could, angling his arm back behind him to try to push the alpha off of him.

The alpha didn't like that. He didn't like that at all.

"You're mine," he growled, grabbing Barry's wrist painfully, "You're my omega!"

"PLEASE!" Barry screamed, his throat tearing, "SOMEBODY HELP! PLEASE, SOMEBODY STOP HIM! I NEED HEL—"

The alpha suddenly clamped his other hand roughly over Barry's mouth, preventing him from calling for help. The hand gripping his freed arm twisted suddenly, and Barry let out a muffled scream of agony as he felt his wrist break.

"I've had enough defiance from you, omega," the alpha growled angrily, "You're going to keep your mouth shut and present nicely like a good little omega bitch until I'm finished."

Barry nodded, tears rolling down his face.

The alpha didn't take long after that. His thrusts soon became more urgent, more brutal, and Barry then felt the alpha's knot beginning to swell inside him, catching on his rim. Most alphas buried themselves into an omega at this point, but this alpha didn't. He kept thrusting, each thrust becoming more painful than the last, the larger the alpha's knot became. Barry knew he'd have tearing, knew that he was probably already bleeding from what the alpha was doing to him, but there was nothing he could do about it now.

Barry let out a breath of relief when the alpha finally buried his almost fully swollen knot inside of him, letting it flare out fully inside Barry's body. The alpha nipped wantonly at Barry's neck, but he didn't fully bite down, something that Barry was immensely grateful for. He didn't want to become just another one of those stereotypical omega victims who were claimed against their will. He already felt enough like a helpless, pathetic victim in all of this.

As the alpha's seed pumped into him, Barry finally allowed himself to relax. It was over. The alpha had finished, and there would be no more pain now. The alpha slumped over him, laying all his weight on top of Barry, making it difficult for him to breath. He rubbed his sweaty body against Barry's back, scenting him the way most alphas did after breeding, thrusting lightly now that his knot was inside him. The alpha's tongue glided along Barry's shoulder towards his neck, where he returned to abusing Barry's scent gland for a few moments before repeating the same thing on the other side.

It didn't take very long for the alpha's knot to shrink. Barry hissed in pain when the alpha pulled his cock from his body before it was even completely shrunk. He didn't expect anything less from an alpha in rut, though. Rutting alphas only cared about reaching their own release. They didn't think about their partner's pleasure.

Or their pain.

Barry let out a sob of relief now that it was finally over and the alpha was no longer inside him. He gasped for air, trying desperately to catch his breath. His wrist throbbed painfully and Barry's hole felt like it had been torn in two. He could feel blood and semen trickling down his thighs, the same way that tears were continuing to roll down his face.

And then Barry screamed.

The alpha had thrust back into him, his cock fully hard again. Most alphas needed time before they'd be ready to go again, but an alpha in rut could go for hours, and it was with this thought that Barry realized:

This was far from over.

…..

"I'm sure Barry's fine, dad," Iris assured her father as she watched him pace the living room, "He's strong. He'll get through this."

"I have a terrible feeling," Joe choked, still pacing back in forth, "In here."

Joe put a hand on his chest.

"I have that same heart-wrenching feeling that I did when you were twelve and your appendix burst," he said seriously, "Something's wrong. I can tell. I can feel it."

"It's in your head, dad," Iris assured him, "Barry's not even yours by blood. You can't possibly be feeling the same paternal connection with him that you did with me. It doesn't work that way."

"I'm telling you, I can feel it!" Joe insisted, "I need to go back to the clinic! I need to make sure he's okay!"

"Dad, he's only been there for six hours," Iris said reasonably, "I doubt they've even started the actual breeding process yet. It's only the first day."

"I know someone who told me they do things quickly at the OHF," Joe said seriously, "I heard they jump right into everything right away. Odds are, Barry's probably going through his stimulation sessions right now."

Iris paled.

"They start that on the first day?!"

Joe nodded.

"I know I don't have the same blood connection with Barry that I would with a biological child," he said, "But I'm not imagining this, Iris. I can sense his distress. Something's not right."

Just then, the phone rang, causing both of them to jump in their nervous state. Joe grabbed it and looked at the caller ID.

"Central OHF," he read aloud, looking at his daughter with wide eyes.

He quickly hit accept on the call and pressed the phone to his ear.

"Hello?" he answered hurriedly.

"Hi, is this detective Joe West? Bartholomew Allen's emergency contact?" a woman's voice asked.

"It is," Joe said seriously, "What's wrong?! What's the emergency?!"

The woman took a shaky breath.

"There was a minor incident today, and the doctor instructed me to call you," she said.

"Define 'minor,'" Joe demanded harshly.

"Bartholomew's first stimulation session," she said nervously, "It…didn't go according to plan."

"What happened?" Joe growled.

"The alpha who was performing stimulation services on Mr. Allen, he…he went into rut during the session."

"HE WHAT?!" Joe roared, causing Iris to jump and look at him in worried confusion.

"It was unexpected, sir," the woman said quickly, "The alpha wasn't supposed to be nearing his rut for at least another month or so."

"How could this have happened?!" Joe yelled into the phone, "How the hell did you people let this happen?!"

"Sir, this is a very rare occurrence for us," the woman explained to him, "Normally this sort of thing doesn't ever happen here."

"Is Barry okay?!" Joe asked angrily, knowing full well just how far some alphas could go when they're in rut, "Is he hurt?! Did the bastard claim him?!"

Iris's eyes widened at these words, and tears formed in her eyes. She didn't know what had happened, but it didn't sound good.

"No, thankfully he didn't claim him," the woman assured him quickly, "Mr. Allen is still un-bonded."

"Thank God," Joe sighed, "How is he, though? Is he okay?!"

"The experience was somewhat…traumatic for him," the woman said slowly, "We're going to have him work with our staff counselor to move past it. As for being physically hurt…there were a few injuries from the incident."

"What sort of injuries?" Joe demanded.

"That's something you'll have to discuss with Bartholomew's doctor," the woman replied uncomfortably, "I'm not authorized to reveal that information."

"How did it even get that bad?!" Joe asked angrily, "How was it not stopped before the alpha bastard hurt my son?!"

"Sir, we don't supervise during our clients' stimulation and breeding sessions," she explained, "We do what we can to ensure privacy for all parties involved. We had no idea what was happening during the time when Barry was alone with the alpha."

"And how long was that?" Joe growled, "How long was Barry alone, locked in a room with an alpha in rut who was trying to rape him?!"

Iris gasped, but Joe didn't pay her any mind as he waited for the woman on the phone to reply. All he heard was silence from the other side of the line.

"Answer me!" Joe demanded, "How long was Barry in there?!"

"Sir, I don't know if I'm allowed to disclose—"

"HOW LONG?!"

There was another short pause before the woman took a deep breath and finally answered him.

"Four hours."