"You're just an Omega" Arthit said snarling his face looking up at the man infront of him.
Kongpob's men looked at each other beyond shocked. Because why not? The Mafia lord aka the cold blooded murderer Kongpob would be an Omega the whole concept can be a quite funny joke or a very disgraceful insult. Okay let's imagine if Kongpob is really an Omega for a second. Then what about the point that Omegas are meant to be shy, cute & submissive?
While, Kongpob & submissive doesn't sit well together.
"How could you insult our Sir like that!" A built man in black suit about to launch a bruiseful punch on Arthit but before that
"Stop!" Kongpob put a halt on his actions.
Arthit flinched at the stern voice more than the other man's punch coming up.
Kongpob drummed his right hand fingers on the table. His calm expression didn't change much. Sure his eyes went a little wide for a mere second of realization before mustering back his always calm stern face but some internal battles were going on inside his head it was for sure.
"Bring him to my Playroom."
"Yes Sir!" Two men in black suit said before holding Arthit by his elbows.
"Wait! Where are you taking me? Let me go!!" Arthit struggled with his hold while yelling but it was all in vain. They dragged him to Kongpob's Playroom.
Arthit was kicked on his stomach by the men to sit on his on the floor once they were inside the playroom. His hands were tied tightly behind his back.
"You bought yourself in the worst Nightmare." One of the men said to Arthit before leaving.
Some minutes later Kongpob entered the room.
"Are you going to kill me?" Arthit asked.
Kongpob laughed historically. "If I wanted to kill you. Why would you be in here Boy?"
"The-then?" Arthit shuttered saying.
"It's been a while since I played with an Alpha." Kongpob said feathering his fingers on the wall where the whips were hanging.
"So you-you're gonna torture me?"
"Torture would be an understatement what I'm going to do with you."
"All because of what I said? Aren't you an Omega?! Playing like a Dom wouldn't make you an AHHHH"
A leather paddle landed on Arthit's face leaving a red angry mark on his cheeks.
"Don't distract me. " Kongpob growled. Then picked up a folding knife in his hands. "Come here."
Arthit looked at him. He is an Alpha he shouldn't get afraid so easily. Specially infront of an Omega.
With that thought of his he went to Kongpob crawling on his knees.
Kongpob held his two hands before cutting the rope wrapped on Arthit's hands but just when Arthit thought he was free another black leather handcuffs were tied on his hands.
"What are these for?" Arthit asked astonished looking at his hands.
Kongpob didn't answer him.
Arthit glared at him. Nothing effected Kongpob, he just simply sat on his gothic Victorian black armchair. He poured some alcohol in a glass for himself.
"Now Strip" He commanded.
"No, why would I?"
"Because I said so."
"No I will not. Not this way. You're forcing me!"
"& that still doesn't change anything" Kong said letting the sigar's smoke go out of his mouth.
"Let me go" The Alpha roared.
Kongpob just sipped on his drink.
"You talk a lot you know. Try to keep it low or I have to put a gag on you." Kongpob said standing up from his seat. He unbuttoned his red suit & laid it on the armchair's back then held the knife in his hands & in a minute Arthit's clothes were shattered on the floor.
"In this house. No one. No one is allowed to undiscipline me. Not hearing my words will only lead you to the way to see the Hell while alive. Now do as I say." Kongpob said clutching the Alpha's hair harshly in his hands making him arch his head.
"Get on your fours."
Kongpob stepped aside. "Elbows on my chair."
Arthit did what he was said to. He laid his binded hands on the chair while his knees bending on the floor, clothed ass uplifting on the air.
"Now count with each smack you get."
Kongpob smacked his whip stick on Arthit's ass but very lightly.
Arthit smirked thinking. 'Is this how they're going to come? I can handle it very well. What more He is really just an Omega then?--'
"I TOLD YOU TO COUNT"
"One"
Another smack came it was also another light one.
"Two"
Arthit's believe was getting more sure that the smacks he was getting from compared to the humiliation he was getting before was nothing compared to this. If the punishment is going to be like this then he is more than welcome to have this. But that's when
*SMACK*
"AHHHHHHH"
A loud painfull smack came making Arthit squirm on his place. His hip came down on the floor as his skin burned with a red mark where the smack came.
"Take your position & Count"
However when Arthit didn't respond Kongpob began saying, "Hey! What happened? A single smack from Oh what did you called me Ah an Omega is making you squirm on your place? You can't take it anymore? Well , I said right then You're one of those pitiful Alphas."
"Have it on your way. Do whatever you want. But Mind my words I'm not one of those pitiful Alpha who submits himself to you, To An Omega."
"I would love to see you breaking." Kongpob said smirking.
"Four"
"Nghh Five"
"Thirty Six"
"Ahh Thirty Seven"
"Ohh it broke!" Kongpob said panting. He threw the stick from his hand. Arthit's fell on the floor. His skin was married with multiple red angry marks.
"Stop? Do you give up" Kongpob asked.
" It's your stick which broke. Not me. Bring it on. I can take more."
Kongpob's snarl his face on his reply but before that he saw something more interesting. He flipped Arthit on the floor to lay on his back.
"Aww so cute" Kongpob rubbed his feet on Arthit's crotch. The Alpha gasped from the sudden ministration.
"You're getting turned on by this?" He smirked saying. Then stepped on his crotch harshly receiving a painfull yet lusty half-scream groan from the Alpha. "Ngrhhhh"
Arthit was wet from the pre-cum. & when Kongpob rubbed his feet on his crotch he came almost instantly.
"Such a CumSlut."
Kongpob said before leaving him alone in the room.