A/N: This chapter chapter's a little odd and was not supposed to be this long. But it just kept going! Also, thank you all for your comments, please keep it up. Also, feel free to mention kinks you enjoy or ones that you like that I wrote in. Some might get added.
Also, I love it when you guys get pissed at the Domination society they live in. So feel free to bitch about that. XD
Sam lovingly laid his omega down on the bed. Gabriel was clean, dry, and fed now. It was the perfect time for a nap.
Sam attached the milker to Gabriel's tiny cock. He felt horrible about how the sub whimpered in discomfort at the initial suction when the machine turned on. But Gabriel soon grew tolerant of the abuse to his cock.
Sam lovingly pulled the blanket up around his omega, tucking him in. The sub yawned and snuggled into Sam's pillow, drawing comfort from the scent. Sam petted his sub's hair, telling the omega to rest.
He then took a shaky breath as he straightened up. He shook his head, stepping around the small milking machine on the floor. He made sure it wasn't too high before leaving the room.
He closed his bedroom door and headed down stairs. He grabbed his wallet and his keys. He quickly headed out the door. He needed to go to the store before he changed his mind.
~*~z~*~
Sam was in shock. He had been allowed into a massive gated community with an access code the pound gave him. He was horrified to find a miniature town inside. All of it was Domination society based.
As he drove, he felt wrong on so many levels. There was doms walking their naked subs on leashes down the street. A man was fucking his sub on a public bench as it sobbed. A vendor was selling raffle tickets to win a free pup once his bitch littered.
All of it made Sam's skin crawl and his stomach churn. He just wanted to buy his items and leave. He hated this place and everything it stood for.
By the time he finally parked in front of the pet store, his mood was completely rotten. He had to take a deep breath to settle his nerves and get out of the car. He locked up and headed inside.
His mood immediately worsened. His nose was filled with the scent of needy sub the second he stepped in the building. He was unconsciously drawn to the scent and followed it. His trail led him to horror.
He ended up at the store's adoption center. There was a little glass room with kennels in it. In each kennel was a sub, each with a vibrator in their pussy to make them slick and lure over doms. On their kennels were tags that gave their name, age, and orientation.
"God, this has to be illegal." He hadn't meant to speak, the words just slipped out.
"Sadly, no. Because according to federal law, subs are not classified as humans. They're sub humans, a 'sub-species' if you will." The voice beside him startled Sam. He jumped slightly and quickly turned to face the speaker. He swallowed thickly as he stared.
The man was shorter than him. He had black hair and the most disturbingly stunning blue eyes. They felt like they were staring into Sam's very soul. He just sort of stared at Sam, unblinking.
"W-what?" Was all Sam could manage to say to the other man.
"I believe that their scientific name is Homo Sapian Obediens. But don't quote me on that." The man said and turned towards Sam. He leaned forward a bit, sniffing. He made a small surprised noise.
"Oh. You're a normal. What are you doing here?" The man asked Sam, those blue eyes staring eerily at Sam. They made Sam squirm under the gaze. Their intensity made him nervous.
"I-I adopted a s-sub from the pound today." Sam stammered out awkwardly. He was struggling to function here, "T-the collar they gave me was really tight and uncomfortable. I-I was hoping to get one that fit my sub better."
"Ah. I see." The man said, nodding. He seemed a bit more relaxed but wary of Sam, "Perhaps I can be of help then."
The man pointed to the name tag on his blue vest. He was an employee of the pet store. According to the tag, his name was Castiel. What a strange name. Yet, so familiar.
"O-oh, thank you." Sam smiled gently and shifted awkwardly, fidgeting, "Sorry. I-I'm feeling really out of place here."
"You do not approve of how us doms treat our subs." Castiel stated as his head cocked to the side and he stared at Sam. Sam swallowed thickly and weakly nodded.
"I'm sorry but this all feels sick and wrong." He expected a reprimand but Castiel simply chuckled, nodding.
"I agree, it is sick and cruel. I would have been so happy to never know of this dreaded realm of understanding." Cas said sadly, shoulders drooping. This was really not the turn of events that Sam was expecting from his trip today.
"T-then why did you get a sub?" Sam asked curiously as he watched those stunning eyes become sad and dull.
"I did not get a sub. I already had one."
"What do you mean?"
"My college boyfriend, he orientated as a sub." Gentle tears started to pool in Castiel's eyes, the sight broke Sam's heart as the man continued his story…
!*!z!*!
Castiel smiled softly as he walked down the hall of the massive garage towards his lover's class. He was here to pick up Dean for lunch. It was their anniversary today, one whole year, and they were madly in love. That love had Cas feeling bubbly and happy as he reached the classroom door.
Class was getting out for lunch right now so he simply opened the door. He frowned softly as he looked about and couldn't spot his lover. Which was strange, Dean always stayed a little late to ask the teacher if he could work on the cars in the garage.
"Are you looking for Dean?" A girl asked softly as she walked up to Cas. He squirmed slightly, he knew Anna, she liked to hit on his boyfriend.
"Yeah. Have you seen him?" Cas asked softly in disappointment.
"Yeah. He started feeling sick so the teacher took him to the nurse."
At that, Castiel gave her a quick thank you and rushed down the hall. Dean never let it be known that he was sick until he was too weak to do things himself. His boyfriend must be extremely sick today!
Castiel rushed into the nurse's office and stumbled to a halt. He stood there in shock, looking on in horror. He couldn't believe his eyes.
His lover was lying naked on the bed. He had a dog collar on his throat and was whimpering from a high fever. The nurse was between Dean's legs, fitting him with a tight cockcage.
"The hell are you doing to my boyfriend?!" Castiel snarled and tried to rush forward but was stopped. He was not normally a violent person but he didn't like his Dean being touched like that. But now he could not stop it as a large man caught each of his arms.
"You're this young man's boyfriend?" One of the men asked gently. Cas looked up and was horrified to find that it was the man in charge of administration. Cas could only stare, not understanding.
"Y-yes." Cas stammered out, feeling so lost.
"What's your name, Young Man?"
"C-castiel Novak."
"Congratulations, Castiel." The man smiled and Castiel was released, "You're the proud new owner of a beautiful sub. We'll get back to you when its blood test comes in to inform you what type of sub it is. We've already put its file into the database of submissives. We'll provide you with everything you'll need to care for your new sub and help you if you'd like to put it up for adoption."
"A-adoption?" Cas was so lost and confused right now, he felt like crying. He just wanted to go to Dean and hold him. He was used to Dean being in charge of everything, it just made things simpler.
"That's right. If you don't want this sub anymore. You can put it up to be adopted by a new dom. Here, this'll help." The man in charge handed Cas a booklet with a cum-splattered sub on the front.
"So, you want to be a dom." Cas slowly read the title of the booklet. He felt sick. He didn't want this to be happening. He didn't even understand what was happening!
"C'mon, Son. It's time for you to fuck your new sub. It needs to know who owns it. It's having its first heat right now. If you're lucky, it'll get pregnant on the first try." The man encouraged excitedly, guiding Cas over to Dean on the bed. Tears welled heavily in Cas' eyes but he did as he was told.
!*!z!*!
Castiel finished his story, not giving away his sub's name, and leaving Sam stunned. Sam's eyes were watering. What a horrible way to be forced into this world.
"I-I'm so sorry you had to go through that." Sam whispered gently, resting a hand on the clerk's shoulder. Castiel sighed softly and nodded.
"Luckily, my boyfriend turned out to be a breeder sub. So, he's treated fairly humanely when we go out." Castiel informed his softly, wiping at his own eyes, "I did end up getting him pregnant that day. Nine months later, he birthed a beautiful litter of four." Castiel smiled softly at the memory.
"D-did you s-sell them?" Sam asked weakly. He really liked Castiel, he didn't want him to be like the rest of the doms.
"Don't insult me. I'm no monster." Castiel grunted, smile turning to a frown at Sam's question, "They may be called pups but they're still children. Those little ones are happily running around our home currently. My sub is pregnant with our second litter right now. He's about eight months along. The kids help take care of him while I'm at work."
"I-I apologize. I didn't mean to offend you." Sam flushed and dipped his head, "I just had to be sure you weren't like the others. I-I have a sub I don't know how to care for and I was hoping to find a kindred spirit to help me. I want my sub to be happy and comfortable. I rescued him from the pound. I want a lover, not a pet."
This confession made Castiel smile softly. He nodded and gently patted Sam on the shoulder, "Alright then. I think I can help you. I'm Castiel."
"Sam." Sam smiled and offered his hand to Castiel.
"Nice to meet you, Sam. How can I help you today?" Castiel asked gently as he shook Sam's hand.
"I was hoping to buy a new collar, some tags, and something to help with my sub's slicking. The collar the pound gave me is too thick and heavy. I want something more comfortable for him." Sam whispered softly, feeling awkward. Castiel smiled softly and nodded.
"Sure, I can help with that. Follow me." Castiel began to lead the way towards the collar department, "Each variety of sub is supposed to wear a different type of collar. What type of sub do you own."
"I have an omega. He's sweet as can be."
"Yeah. Most omegas are. Treated horribly but they never lose that sweetness. Here we are." The pair stopped in front of the omega collars. There was so many options. Sam took a deep breath and looked at all the different ones.
He smiled softly as he found a red one that was only about half an inch wide, it even had a little bell. He flushed softly as he picked that one and a matching leash. Castiel smiled and nodded. Now that the collar was picked, Castiel took Sam to tag center.
Sam looked around a bit until he found a beautiful silver tag. It was heart-shaped with little angel wings coming off the sides. There was little red jewels on the heart's point.
This tag was more expensive but Sam didn't care. He quickly had it engraved with Gabriel's name in a beautiful font. Sam's information was on the back. It was mandatory in case his sub ever got out of the yard.
Collar, leash, and tags out of the way, Sam was led to the toy aisle. It didn't surprise him that the pet toy aisle was all sex toys. But it didn't make him any less disgusted. Still, he picked out a long, semi-thick dildo made of dark green plastic. It was to keep his sub entertained while Sam went to work tomorrow.
"What kind of slicking does your sub have?" Castiel asked softly, not wanting to unsettle Sam.
"He leaks quite a bit. It was dripping heavily from his pussy and was starting to flow over his milk sac." Sam flushed brightly. He could not believe he had just said that all out loud.
"Oh. That's sweet. Most subs don't produce that much. It only happens when they really like their dom. My sub always makes a mess of the bed when he doesn't have his plug in." Castiel smiled sweetly and turned towards the plugs. He hummed softly and picked up a green plug with a fox tail attached.
"Here. This is a medium-sized plug." Castiel in informed him handing it over, "Should keep the slick from leaking out of his pussy until you're ready for sex." Sam held it and flushed as he stroked the ginger and white fake fur on the tail.
"A-a tail plug?" Sam squeaked shyly, trying to keep from thinking about Gabriel wearing it.
"Yes. They're good for subs. Especially shy or abused subs. They like to touch the fur when they're anxious." Castiel smiled softly, "Also, they love it when their dom pets their tail because they can feel the plug move in their pussy. Trust me, your sub'll love it."
"Ok, that's good to know. Thank you."
"No problem. Follow me. I'll ring that stuff up for you." Castiel motioned for Sam to follow him to the register. He quickly rang all the items up for Sam but stopped on the tag. He simply stared at it, stroking his thumb over the engraved name.
"Something wrong, Castiel?" Sam asked gently. Castiel sniffled but shook his head.
"I-it's nothing. I-I just used to have a big brother named Gabriel. B-but he ran away twenty years ago, abandoned our family. W-we all thought he was happy. G-guess we were wrong…" The story broke Sam's heart.
"Oh, Cas. I'm so sorry. It's not the same, but I haven't heard from my brother in years either."
"G-guess you and I-I are the same then."
"Guess so."
~*~z~*~
"Gabriel, baby, I'm home!" Sam greeted gently as he entered the bedroom door at his home. Gabriel was sitting up and the bed, panting excitedly. The omega whined loudly and squirmed, pawing at the bedding. The milker was still attached to his cock, the swelling in his sac had gone down considerably and the jar on the milker was almost full of Sub's Milk.
"What a good boy!" Sam praised, walking over to Gabriel and putting the bag down. He petted and ruffled the sub's hair while kissing its face lovingly.
"I got a surprise for you." He informed Gabriel while turning off the milker. Gabriel whined sweetly and began to nuzzle his face against Sam's chest. Sam shushed him gently and removed the milker from his omega's sore cock. Gabriel purred and slumped in relief.
"Such a good boy. You make alpha so proud, Gabriel." Sam continued to praise him while pulling the collar out of the bag. He secured it loosely around Gabriel's neck, the bell jingling against the tag. Gabriel growled playfully and knelt up on the bed, licking at Sam's throat.
Sam laughed softly and stroked the sub's soft ass. He dipped his finger between Gabriel's cheeks and found the sub's dripping hole. He fingered it gently, groaning in bliss at the wet tight heat. God, he wanted to fuck this hole so bad!
Once it was prepped a bit, Sam eased the plug slowly into the stretched pussy. Gabriel whined softly in discomfort. His hole was still sore from all the abuse that morning. But Sam made sure to sooth him through the penetration with loving touches and little kisses. Soon, Gabriel was slumped against Sam's chest, panting happily as Sam stroked his tail.
Sam lowered him to the bed. He smiled and watched as Gabriel mewled cutely while curiously pawing at the soft tail. Castiel had been right, the omega seemed to be enjoy batting his hand at his new tail.
While Gabriel played, Sam pulled a baby bottle out of the shopping bag. He unscrewed the cap then took the jar of milk from the milker. He poured the Sub's Milk into the baby bottle and screwed the cap back on.
This was a trick Castiel had told him about. It was more personal and loving to feed the sub their milk with the bottle than forcing them to drink from a bowl. And this way Sam could pretend easier that it was actual milk rather than the omega's own cum he was forcing it to drink.
"C'mon, baby. Time for your milk." Sam whispered soothingly. Gabriel whimpered softly and pawed at Sam needily. The sub hadn't had milk in over a week and was already starting to feel the ill effects of missing it.
Gabriel squeaked cutely as Sam picked him up. The alpha carried his omega over to an arm chair in the corner of the room. Sam sat down with Gabriel on his lap, the omega curled against his chest. He kissed Gabriel's hair and pressed the tip of the bottle to Gabriel's lips. The omega hungrily latched onto the bottle's rubber nipple and began to drink its serving of milk.
Sam began to hum lovingly as he held Gabriel close. He smiled happily as Gabriel's eyes slipped close while he suckled from the bottle. The omega began to purr pleasantly and Sam gently rocked him, lovingly petting over Gabriel's soft ass and down his tail.
This was a break from such a horribly stressful day. Sam just wanted to rest and care for his precious sub.
~*~Chapter End~*~