Hey! So, I’m a submissive bottom pup and I really want to be owned and serve my really hot best friend. Although… He doesn’t really seem all that interested in me.
Could you turn me into his caged rubber pup and make me serve him?
Today marks my first day in self-inflicted chastity to learn how to be a better sub. I’m not seeing anyone at the moment, so I don’t have anyone to be my “key holder” for the lock on my cock cage.
I was hoping that Hierarch Industries could point me in the direction of a big strong Alpha that I could serve and obey, who would be willing to help train me to be the best omega that I can be.
Hey! So… I need some help. I am what people call a shut-in. I barely see the outside and my body is the shape of a pear. This leads me to be pretty smart, but with little to no confidence.
To try and get some confidence, I decided to leave my house and spend a week in the woods. However, I will probably never go back because a huge wolf came up and bit my leg.
I have seen your work. Is there anything you can do?
“Please, my friends will take me…”
The intake clerk huffed. “We have to observe you for 36 hours. We can’t have omegas running wild.”
“I’m not subbing!”
“The officer that found you skinny-dipping in the town fountain this morning disagrees.”
“I was drunk!”
“If it is a mistake, we’ll find you an omega for free. If not, we’ll make sure to find you a great Alpha. I’ll be back.”
Alan sighed, watching the clerk leave. He’d window shopped for omegas before. He’d never thought he’d be on the other side.