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Charles sat on his knees beneath the desk, mouth stretched wide around the girth of Max’s cock while the vibrator working his clit hummed away for only a few seconds longer before switching off. He whimpered softly and readjusted his lips to take more of the Alpha’s cock into his throat as he worked on papers above him.
He knew that behind him and in front of him, even though he couldn’t see because of the blindfold across his eyes, were the cameras with the red light beeping steadily to indicate they were live. A soft kick from within his swollen stomach told him their pup was awake too.
Max’s warm hand reached down to card his fingers through Charles’ hair, a soothing feeling when nearly all of his senses had been limited, and the Omega purred softly when his mate’s callused palms stroked the side of his cheek. Charles was just barely able to make out the, “Good boy,” praise from above—noise canceling headphones on his ears.
They started camming as soon as they found out that Charles was due to have another pup.
It had been a fantasy of theirs since their first pup, wondering how many other people in the world wanted to watch a pregnant Omega get used by their Alpha as he grew in a dom-sub mated relationship, and they’d been doing it for six months now with well over half a million watchers per uploaded video. It was only going to be a nine month gig as far as they were both concerned… until the next one maybe.
The vibrator switched on again and Charles could feel the tightening in his lower belly only getting worse as he teetered on the edge of his second orgasm for their session. Max had been kind enough to let him bounce on a pink jelly dildo for the first ten minutes of cock warming—the first orgasm—but now, it was Max’s will.
This wave only lasted for a measly fifteen seconds and left Charles whining around Max’s cock as soon as it was switched off. If he flicked his tongue out, he could taste the knot that had inflated at the base of the Alphas length over the span of thirty minutes.
Well, possibly thirty minutes. It could have been longer already, but it wasn’t like Charles could see a clock.
Max’s hand was back then, sliding over his slim collarbones downward until they found the pink clamps with matching colored bells and bows attached hanging heavily from Charles’ sensitive nipples. The Alpha tugged once, just to hear Charles cry out, then pulled away again. A small bead of milk joined the rivulet already created down his chest and round belly.
He’d gotten pregnant again almost as soon as he could after their first pup, so the milk was still very much fresh and easy to get out. Max hated to waste it if it wasn’t being used for their baby, himself, or one of their streams if he was being honest.
The clamps were painful at first on his tender buds when he was bouncing on the dildo, causing teardrops to soak the pink blindfold around his vision, but his body grew used to it once the toy was taken away and the cockwarming started to take over his mind.
It was so easy to go into subspace when his Alpha was in his mouth. Max was, for lack of a better word, big. He had veins trailing up the entire length of his cock, his tip was always weeping fat drops of cum against angry red flesh, and his knot had left Charles’ cunt bruised on a few occasions with how much it expanded inside of him. The width itself was just shy of four fingers if Charles could compare it to anything.
Max always did a good job of letting the Omega know who he was mated to.
Charles lapped at some split that had eased out of his bottom lip before going still again, savoring the heavy weight on his tongue along with the bitter taste of cum that had been steadily leaking down the back of his throat.
Max switched the vibrator on once more and Charles screwed his eyes up behind the blindfold, practically panting around the Alpha’s length. He was so close. Just a little longer and he’d—
The toy was off again. This time, Charles sobbed around Max’s cock and rubbed his cheek for comfort against the bigger man’s thigh while his fingers scrambled for purchase, locked in handcuffs behind his back. Max tsked at his reaction and reached down yet again, though this time with a punishment for his brattiness instead of reward.
He slid his index and middle finger around Charles’ nose, then squeezed inward so the airflow was completely blocked off. The Omega was lucky that he’d just taken in a breath as he remained still, no air able to get in or out of his lungs. Max stayed put. Charles counted the seconds in his head as his body started to get antsy around the fifteen second mark.
He squeezed his fingers together behind his back, curled his toes into the white carpet beneath his body, and whimpered as twenty seconds passed. Max’s other hand joined the first one in wrapping around Charles’ throat as an added measure—also keeping him in place.
Charles’ head was starting to go fuzzy, and just when he was really about to start struggling, Max let go with ease and allowed the Omega to draw in a deep breath through his nose repeatedly until he was evened out again.
Slick dripped out of his stretched hole along with white cream only a second later and he realized with a jolt to his brain that he’d come while fighting for air. His pussy clenched around the vibrator that shallowly breached him and his clit throbbed within the circular vacuum meant to suck on the overstimulated nub.
“Did you come?” Max asked, left hand tugging back one of the headphones so that Charles could hear him clearly. He nodded slowly, unsure if he was going to be punished or not, but the soft coo from his Alpha told him that Max was pleased.
“My poor baby… so needy for it, aren’t you? Do you want to come again with your Alpha’s cock in your mouth?” he questioned warmly. Charles could if that was what Max wanted, and he was being given a choice… but he could do it, so he nodded after a moment.
Then he could have Max’s knot in his cunt.
“Mm. You’ll get a nice knot in your pretty pussy soon. Give me one more, then I’ll take you to bed,” Max agreed with the decision. Charles whimpered loudly but it was immediately drowned out when the vibrator started again on the highest setting, whirring away on his already overstimulated clit.
He cried out, squirming with his mouth still stuffed full of cock, but Max sank his fingers into Charles’ hair to keep him where he was until a third orgasm hit him hard only seconds later—body already sensitive. Tears were flowing freely down his cheeks and his pussy was spasming with a mixture of pain and pleasure as slick and cum puddled on the floor beneath him.
The wet patch was so big that he was starting to feel it reach the insides of his calves. Only when Charles shook his head for no more did Max switch off the toy and carefully withdraw his cock from Charles’ mouth.
The Omega gasped for air, resting his cheek on the plush thigh beside him, and allowed Max to bend forward in order to ease the toy away from Charles’ spent cunt. A long string of slick attached itself from the toy to his puffy hole until Max broke it with his finger and a smirk. “Wet little slut, hm?”
Charles nodded lamely. “Crawl to the bed while I set up the other cameras, baby. You know what to put on yourself and what to take off,” he commanded once he’d taken off the handcuffs restraining Charles’ arms.
On shaky hands with sore wrists and knees, Charles lifted himself up and started to make his way to the bed as his back arched from the weight hanging down in his belly. The clamps on his nipples jingled every time he moved forward and the sway of his small A-cup tits didn’t help in making the clamps feel any less heavy.
He pulled off the headphones and blindfold once he reached the edge of the bed, something he was always allowed to do, then eased himself up onto the soft mattress containing the nest of pink blankets he’d made before. The spreader bar and third clamp sat on the edge of the bed beside him.
Charles swallowed hard before grabbing both of the things and rolling onto his back while Max turned on the three cameras pointed at the bed timed to switch between the angles every thirty seconds. The two at the desk had been turned off, so Charles knew their audience was watching him now.
He spread his legs, putting his soaked pussy on display, and cuffed both of his ankles with the black leather fashioned like tiny belts. Charles pushed the bar out as far as it would go until it locked in place at the furthest distance it could get to.
Even if he bent his knees inward to try and hide his sopping, messy hole, the length of the bar wouldn’t allow him to hide anything. Charles picked up the third clamp matched to the same style as the ones on his nipples and cautiously secured it on either side of his swollen clit. He whined loudly at the way it squeezed his sensitive nerves, but did nothing about it.
“So pretty. Look at how wet you are… pussy and tits, baby. Up on your hands and knees so they can look,” Max directed, his blue eyes sweeping hotly over the Omega’s body.
Unable to resist the soft Alpha command, Charles carefully moved himself back to all fours, though he allowed himself to rest on his crossed forearms while his pussy went straight into the air. His cheeks were burning as he imagined what he looked like to the cameras.
His clit was clamped, so he knew that a pink bell with a little bow on top of it was dangling heavily between glistening folds, and his hole had been stretched from the dildo and toy, so he knew they were being given a perfect view of his slick and cum glimmering inside of him when the light caught the clear fluids.
Milk dripped down the clamps on his nipples too, effectively soaking the bows until they wilted against the bells, but he had to admit it was rather hot to see the white beads building on the bottom of the bells before slipping off to soak the nest.
Max pressed four fingers into Charles’ pussy—two index fingers and two middle fingers—so he could spread the hole open and give a better view to the people who were watching. “See how open he is? He’ll be so easy to fuck and knot. My good little slut gets fucked four times a week to keep his sweet cunt nice and relaxed if he can handle it. Such a good boy…” Max murmured to the audience.
Charles shivered with pleasure and pushed back onto the fingers, drawing a chuckle out of the Alpha. “Let’s tighten this so it doesn’t come off, hm? Then I’ll give you what you want, baby,” Max assured.
He gently took the clit clamp in one palm after tugging his fingers out of Charles’ greedy hole and secured the object until it was certain it wasn’t going to come off from a rough fuck. The Omega gripped the sheets beneath his hands as he whined at the pressure.
“There we go, nice and tight. Now look at this… so round and perfect with our pup, aren’t you? Do you want another once this one is out?” Max questioned, getting on his knees behind Charles as the camera angle switched to a side view.
The Omega nodded quickly. Yes, yes, yes. Fuck, he wanted as many as Max was willing to give. He loved being pregnant with his Alpha’s pups. “So sweet. This little whore gets bred twice a day by me to get pregnant when we want one. Only took two weeks with our first baby, didn’t it? How long did it take for this one, sweetheart?” Max pressed.
Charles could feel the calloused palms of his mate running over his ass before gliding inwards to rub over the stretch of his belly. A soft kick came to Max’s palm, a small hello to the Alpha, which caused both of them to huff in humor.
“One week,” Charles whispered to answer Max’s question.
“One week, that’s right. Mm. Let’s get you nice and filled up today, baby, then we can talk about our next one when we’re done,” Max decided. Charles wiggled his ass in the air, the bell between his legs jingling, and Max flicked it hard just to hear the mewl the Omega made when the clamp jostled his clit.
The feeling of Max’s cock suddenly pressed up against his pussy made the Omega purr, pushing back again in an attempt to get him closer, and he could tell by the way that Max’s knot had swelled considerably since being under the desk that the Alpha was dying as well to finally fuck.
He took his time, however, in running his rough hands along the length of Charles’ curved spine and round stomach. He hummed as he went, talking to the viewers while Charles savored the sensations about God knows what, then took his cock in one hand to press the tip against the Omega’s waiting body.
“Let’s not make him wait any longer. He’s been so good, hasn’t he?” Max teased with a pleased growl deep in his chest. Charles nodded against his folded arms and wiggled his toes with anticipation into the pink fleece blanket beneath him. He thought it was funny that they were still keeping the pink trend going with their videos, even though both of them quite frankly weren’t a fan of the color.
I don’t know, feels softer and sweeter? Max had suggested when they started. So it stayed.
They both moaned as soon as Max pushed in a little further, sinking inch by perfectly thick inch deep into Charles’ pussy until the Omega was spread wide and full. Charles bit into his bottom lip to steady his breathing as he screwed his eyes shut and furrowed his eyebrows out of pure bliss.
There was nothing quite like having Max inside of him. Four years of being mated and married and it still felt like he was floating whenever they fucked. “You think he’d be loose after the first pup and all the prep… fuck…” Max hissed behind him.
Charles couldn’t help but grin against his forearm. He loved whenever Max accidentally broke the character of dom Alpha and returned to his dopy husband.
Max settled his hands on the curve before Charles’ ass, bracing himself after the initial shock to his system of pleasure, then dragged himself out slowly only to snap back in. The Omega moaned loudly as the three clamps on his body jerked forward with a jingle.
“God, I love that sound,” Max growled. He was relentless in his pace immediately afterwards, practically jack rabbiting into Charles’ sloppy cunt as he let out little huffs of exertion behind Charles’ ear. The camera angle changed on the stream to the other side, a bit of a lower view to show the swaying clamps and the way Charles’ sore nipples seeped milk into the blankets.
“So fucking wet… my good boy, hm? Such a good Omega, isn’t he? Taking everything I give,” Max stated tightly to the viewers watching. Charles could hear the comments pinging in the background, but not very well over his moans, whimpers, and hiccups.
He let one of his hands move out of instinct to cup his belly, as if that would steady anything, and Max seemed to catch on fast enough that he needed to slow down his strokes. The last thing he wanted to do was make Charles anxious.
“Nice. And. Deep,” Max grunted, each word punctuated by a thorough thrust instead of the rapid pounding he’d been giving as he switched over.
The Alpha collapsed somewhat over Charles to brace himself on one arm by the Omega’s head while the other reached between Charles’ legs to find his clamped clit. “A-Alpha…” Charles whined as soon as the rough fingertips of his mate found the abused little bundle of nerves.
“Shhh… there we go. Take it,” Max murmured in his ear. He dug his toes into the nest, unsure if he’d really be able to come again, but gave into the feeling as his husband had requested. He’d been able to come three times before, though certainly not this quick in succession.
Max swept his fingertips side to side over the hardened little nub poking out between the pink clamps and sent white-hot electricity through Charles’ veins. He was helpless to go anywhere, speared open by his husband’s cock and unable to close his legs because of the spreader bar, so he simply let his mouth fall open and his eyes rolled to the back of his head as his body prepared for another orgasm.
“K… Knot…” he whispered to Max.
“Yeah, baby, okay,” Max muttered back—a little conversation just between them. The Alpha gathered some of Charles’ slick that had oozed out onto his fingers before starting to tease his clit again at a faster pace while pushing more of his knot into Charles with each thrust.
The orgasm wasn’t big for the Omega. He shuddered once, twice, then allowed his mind to slip slowly into subspace as he clenched his walls around Max’s cock to milk him of every drop of cum the Alpha could offer. Max swore under his breath at the sensation and pressed the rest of himself to the hilt within his mate as his knot inflated to the limit, locking them to one another.
The shifting was always the hardest part for Max afterwards because of how far Charles would go within his brain. He’d already given his consent a long time ago to allow Max to move his body around for comfort when he got like this, to show it off to the camera, to fuck him again or play with his body, so his pliant limbs went with his mate as Max carefully shifted their position.
Max rested his back against the pillows built up along the headboard, Charles laying on top of him with his own curved spine against Max’s sweaty abdomen, and let his legs rest atop the spreader bar so Charles was wide open facing the camera with bent knees.
“Look at how stretched he is… Sometimes he gets bruised when he takes my knot,” Max informed the viewers with blown pupils and wandering fingers. He let one hand cup Charles’ tiny clamped tit as the other traced the stretched hole currently plugged by his know.
“Such a good Omega. Takes everything like a perfect slut,” he continued softly. He grasped the clit clamp between his index and middle finger, tugged at it gently, and growled in approval at the soft whimper that escaped Charles’ throat.
When their stream was over, he’d lick Charles’ poor, swollen clit much later as an apology for the stimulation.
Until then, he was allowed to play with his Omega while he drifted in his trance.
“My Omega has the tightest little ass, too. When he starts to get closer to his due date and his cunt gets a sorer, he lets me fuck that tiny hole and knot it. I’ll put a finger in, hm?” Max wondered.
He slicked up his middle finger with the fluids coated on Charles’ puffy folds then pushed it with ease into the Omega’s ass, loving how his body accepted the Alpha so greedily. “There we go… keep him nice and filled. When I give him his dildo in a minute after my knot goes down, I’ll put a sweet little gag in his mouth to keep him stuffed there too.
“And these… look at these poor, sensitive nipples. Let’s just take one clamp off. Yeah…” Max cooed. With the other free hand he had, he gently took off the pink clamp on Charles’ right nipple and kissed Charles’ mating gland with the Omega whined from the ache left behind.
“Shhh… so wet here too,” Max mused. He rolled the pink bud beneath his thumb, amused at how Charles squirmed in his grasp, and soothed the pain on Charles’ chest by curling his middle finger against his mate’s soft spot in his ass. Instantly, Charles went slack. A small bead of milk trickled out of his agitated nipple and Max languidly wiped it away.
He continued with his ministrations until his knot deflated fully only five minutes later and allowed him to slip out of Charles’ ruined pussy. Underneath the pillow, Max found the clear dildo that would allow viewers to see inside of Charles and the gag with the four inch dildo which would slide into Charles’ mouth with his previously given consent.
“Here, baby… Suck on this for me,” Max instructed softly as he lifted the gag to Charles’ rosy lips. His fingers squished Charles’ cheeks to encourage the Omega to open his slack jaw and he carefully inserted it into Charles’ mouth only to lock it at the back a moment later.
Charles moaned around the object trapped within his mouth, but showed no signs of discomfort with holding it there.
Max pulled the finger still in the Omega’s ass out so that he could comfortingly stroke the inside of Charles’ milky thigh while the other one grabbed the clear jelly dildo that would give viewers an inside look of his mate.
“So messy,” Max taunted sweetly when he slid the dildo between Charles’ wet folds—a mixture of Max’s cum, Charles’ slick, and Charles’ cum. “My messy little pregnant slut.”
He eased the tip of the dildo inside, hushing Charles when the Omega mewled at the new intrusion, then pressed in the rest until the base of the dildo was right up against Charles’ quivering hole. “Look at that… greedy,” Max sighed.
He let go of the dildo in order to grab the remote control to the camera stationed at the end of the bed, just letting it sit inside Charles as he looked at the monitor on the desk showing their stream. He made quick work of controlling the camera so it would stay on that angle, then zoomed in until all the stream showed was Charles’ cunt up close.
The view was stunning—Charles’ inner pink walls fluttering around the translucent dildo, pussy suckling on it, while white cream gathered on his heated flesh around the stretched hole. Max ran the palms of his hands soothingly over Charles’ belly just to feel another kick from their pup and smiled as the dildo slowly but surely slipped out of Charles’ worn cunt seconds later.
“Ah, ah, no. Keep sucking on that, sweetheart. I know you can make yourself come with your contractions. No hands… no help,” he whispered.
The Omega was completely slack against him, open to everything and anything, but his instincts willingly took over when Max pressed the dildo back in and watched on the screen as Charles’ body worked it.
It vaguely reminded him of their daughter sucking on a bottle.
He let out comforting little rumbles to his mate, running his palms over his belly, tits, mouth, and thighs, all while the Omega rhythmically clenched around the dildo to pull it in and out within his cunt. The high pitched squeal Charles let out within minutes followed by the toy slipping out for a second time told Max that he’d finished—a fourth orgasm—and couldn’t take anymore.
“So good… so fucking good for me. Look at all this cum and slick and milk. My messy Omega, so full with our pup and fucked out… dirty, perfect little whore. Still sucking on his gag, too, like the cockslut he is.
“I think that’s all he has in him today though, everyone. We’ll be back in a few days with another stream, just to give him some time to recover. Until then, take care,” Max dismissed to the viewers once he finished with his praises for his mate. As soon as he turned off the cameras, which in turn ended the stream, he was making quick work of taking off Charles’ gag to let his Omega properly breathe.
“Alright, sweetheart. There we go. Clamps next, then spreader, then bath, then sleep,” he assured. Charles’ head just lolled to the side as his body remained limp from pleasure.
Max tenderly took off the clamps, eyes flicking over his mate out of worry whenever he whimpered, then unbuckled the spreader bar so he could slowly close the Omega’s legs. Charles winced when his pussy closed and guilt instantly flooded Max. He’d been too hard, made him come much this time—he knew he had.
He eased himself out from under Charles in order to pick him up and carry him to the bathroom, concerned gaze set on his mate the entire time the bath filled with water.
Milk was still dripping out of Charles’ swollen nipples and he could hear the splatters of slick and cum on the tile floor beneath them every few seconds. As soon as the bath was full of hot water, Max sat them within it and started to wash off his husband, whispering words of affirmation at him the entire time.
It wasn’t until Charles was being toweled off that he came back from subspace slowly and steadily. “Max…?” he whispered weakly.
“Hey, baby. I’m here, it’s okay. I’m about to take us back to bed,” he murmured with a soft smile. His hands cupped Charles’ face so the Omega would meet his eyes then pressed their foreheads together so the Omega could get close to his calming scent. “You were under for a while. I went too hard, I’m sorry,” he apologized.
Charles shook his head as he leaned against Max for support. “No, it was… it was perfect. I loved it. Maybe we just take a few days off, hm? Probably not good for the pup if we go again so soon,” he giggled.
Max laughed softly, nodding in agreement, and picked up Charles again to head back to the room that thankfully wasn’t their actual bedroom. “I’ll wash the sheets in a bit, promise,” Max swore. Charles huffed in agreement and muttered, “You better.”
They eased themself into bed moments later, into their real nest, with the crib belonging to their eight-month-old baby girl just across the room. “You’re lucky I pumped before our session so that I don’t have to breastfeed her. Fuck, I’m going to need a day or two to recover,” Charles complained as he cozied up to Max’s side.
“I’m sorry. No more clamps on your nipples, then,” he vowed sullenly.
“Mm, not that far. Maybe we just don’t leave them on so long,” Charles countered. Amazed by how resilient his mate was, Max buried his face into Charles’ scent gland and sighed happily.
“I love you so much. Are you sure you want to keep doing this…? I know it was both our idea and everything but—”
“—Yes, Max. I want to keep doing it. I love it. It’s hot, trust me. Besides, at the end of the day, it’s you who’s my mate, who gets to knot me, who has two pups with me, and who loves me. All they get is a show… you get the real deal,” the Omega assured.
Max grinned against the sweet smelling skin of his mate, nodding in approval. They rested for a few moments, just feeling and breathing in one another while their pup gave a weak kick to Charles’ ribs every so often. Everything was perfect. Absolutely perfect.
Then Charles asked in quiet amusement, “Did you put a finger in my ass again?”