SUPPORTING OMEGAS...

A man was tied to a pole. His face was contorted in pain and his mouth was stuffed with cloth. He looked lean and malnourished much like the other Omegas Vivian had seen.

Muffled cries escaped him each time the whip landed on his back. There was no struggle in his eyes. It was as if the man had resigned himself to his fate.

Vivian opened her mouth to say something but only a sharp breath escaped her mouth. She drew in deep breaths and licked her dry lips. After great effort, she managed to scream, “Stop!”

The man turned around instantly and glared at her. His eyes flashed with hunger when it landed on her. No, not the kind that could be satisfied by food. His eyes were filled with lust.

Vivian cringed as his eyes raked over her body. It took all her will power to stand up to him. But, she didn’t back off. She said in a shaking voice, “Why are you whipping him?”

“Who are you to demand an explanation?” He sai