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Chapter 1.

Peggy Carter/Steve Rogers/Howard Stark

Peggy sniggered as the skinny young man, rolled off the dummy grenade. What an idiot, did he think that it made him a hero, honestly what a dumb schmuck.

“He will be an ideal test subject, send him along to Doctor Erskine. Turn on the charm Peggy, get him to sign everything without reading the small print.

Make sure that he has no close family, that will come sniffing around if anything goes wrong.”

Howard laughed quietly as he watched Peggy lean over and help the small, skinny recruit up. How he managed to pass the Army, entrance medical was a miracle.

Steve stated up at Peggy, it irked him that she was three inches taller than him, but she was so pretty and he couldn’t stop staring at her bright red lips as she talked, whilst she escorted him to Doctor Erskine’s office. He’d signed a load of papers, in a bit of a daze, his cock hard, due to Peggy leaning over him, her breasts brushing his shoulders and neck as she turned the pages and pointed to where he needed to sign.

“Steve Dr Erskine will need to examine you so, strip off and lay on the examination table.

I will come back later, to collect you and show you to your bunk.”

Peggy stared through the one way mirror, naked he was even more unimpressive, that was until Steve turned round and she caught sight of his enormous cock. Her pussy clenched, leaving her panties damp, her cheeks flushed red. She knew her scent was pushing through her blockers, she needed to get away before Doctor Erskine or Howard Stark came in.

Howard watched as Peggy Carter rushed down the hallway, her cheeks bright red. He wondered what had happened, she was normally very professional and put together. He entered the view room, the scent of aroused omega assaulting his nostrils, straight away.

“Well, well Ms Carter, seems like you have been keeping secrets, naughty bitch.”

He would deal with this bit of information later, now he just wanted a look at their latest test subject. Erskine was examining him, so he couldn’t see much, but judging by the doctor’s smile the young man was a suitable candidate. He turned on the sound, interested in why Erskine was gesticulating and the recruit was bright red and trying to move away from him.

“This is very rare and I have only ever seen it once before. Your penis is measuring at nine eight inches whilst soft, what measurement does it reach when hard? Come on private Rogers don’t be shy, get yourself hard, every detail is needed to plan for the next step, my serum enhances the body and gives super strength, there can be no room for error.”

Erskine and Howard watched from the viewing room as Rogers stroked himself to full hardness. His cock was huge at least twelve inches by Howard’s estimate.

“What could cause this kind of anomaly Erskine? He can’t be more that 5ft 4 inches tall.”

Erskine remained focused on Rogers until the the young man had used the tape measure he’s been given to measure erect penis.

“Twelve inches Howard, his girth is proportionate as well.

It’s called Macrophallus Syndrome, the production of to much testosterone during fetal development in the womb or childhood.

It should not affect the delivery of the serum, it may actually aid it. High levels of testosterone show that he also had the potential to be a prime alpha if all his other health problems had not stunted his development.”

“Looks more like an omega to me, but if you want him as your next test subject then you have my approval.”

“If the serum does turn him into a prime alpha, then he’s going to need an omega to mount immediately or he will go into a feral rut.

We need to find an omega straight away, one that will not be missed if he kills her, which is near impossible.”

Howard smirked, clapping Erskine on the shoulder, telling him he would source an omega for him.”

Peggy had not expected to be allowed to watch the procedure actually in the lab, Howard had told her that Steve liked her and it was felt that a familiar face would help if anything went wrong or he was disoriented when he came out of the chamber. It did make sense though, considering she had spent the last two days keeping him company and going through what the procedure entailed.

Howard internally laughed at the smug expression on Peggy’s face, the stupid omega actually thought she was an important part of the operation. Erskine had been surprised when Howard had ushered her into the lab, but had the wherewithal not to say anything after he saw Howard shake his head.

“Peggy, why don’t you give Steve a good luck kiss, oh come on Peggy, the poor thing is probably a virgin. He might not survive, at least give him something to think about whilst he’s stuck in the chamber.”

Steve managed to squeak out a thank you, after Peggy briefly kissed him on the lips. She smelt good and he wanted to take her on a date once he’d got the serum. He’d had sex with plenty of girls once they had seen his cock, but none of them wanted to be seen dating a scrawny weed like him.

All he could feel was agonising pain and rage at being trapped in what felt like his own coffin, his throat was shredded from screaming . He could feel his bones breaking, muscles and tendons stretching and snapping as his body was ripped apart. Thankfully darkness over took him when a bolt of searing pain shot through his head.

Peggy paled at the loud screams coming from within the chamber, she stepped forward, but Stark’s hand on her arm held her in place.

“Ms Carter, control yourself, you can tend to him afterwards.

This is why women shouldn’t be in the forces, to emotional and prone to hysteria, you are acting like a bloody omega.”

“Mr Stark, l can assure you that l am quite capable of doing my job, just as well as any man. The least I can do is show some compassion for what Steve is going through.”

Peggy was fuming, the man was an arrogant prick of an alpha, she wished she could punch him in the face. She shrugged his hand of her arm and took a few to the side so Doctor Erskine was between them, at least he was a gentleman.

“Young lady please remain still, the readings have all stabilised, the chamber is going to open in ten seconds.”

There was a stunned silence when the chamber door opened, Howard watched as Steve’s eyes opened and his nose scented the air, he saw the moment his pupils dilated and his irises ringed with red.

He motioned with his hand for all the techs to exit the room quietly, then pushed Peggy into the alpha’s line of sight.

“Dr Erskine, l believe it is time to leave, Peggy can handle acclimatising Steve to his new body and being a true alpha now.”

Reluctantly Erskine agreed, and the made their way to the viewing room, ensuring that the cameras were turned on, after telling all the techs to come back on the morning.

Howard watched as Steve stumbled out of the chamber towards Peggy his eyes raking over her clothes body, he could here the feral growl as he grabbed hold of her when she tried to run, ripping off her clothes as he bodily lifted her onto a table. He watched as Steve pulled of her bra, his mouth closing over her nipple as he tugged off his shorts, exposing his huge cock.

Steve licked and sucked on the omega’s soft nipples until they were hard and he could taste blood. He wanted milk, but that would only happen once he had got her pregnant, he could smell that she was ripe. He shoved two fingers into her pussy, swallowing her screams as he ravaged her mouth, his tongue fucking her throat in time to his fingers thrusting in and out of her pussy.

“Mine, my omega, I am going to breed you and keep you hanging off my knot when ever I want.”

“No! Steve, you need to stop! This is wrong, you don’t want to do this. You are just disoriented from the procedure and your body needs to get used to the serum.”

Peggy was hanging on by a thread, she needed to get through to him before he went to far. She tried to push him away but he was a solid weight against her body, her hands hitting his face make no impression at all. Panic began to set in when she felt his cock against the folds of her sex.

“Nooo.. p..please Steve, y.. you don’t want to do this. P.. please y..you will never forgive yourself, if you r..rape me.”

Steve laughed in her face, stupid omega thought she had any say in what her alpha could do to her. He grabbed hold of her hands and pushed them over her head, revelling in his new found strength as he with one hard thrust he violently breeched her virgin cunt. Her screams made him hornier, so he pounded her pussy as he bit and sucked a ring of bruises over her shoulders and neck. He wanted everyone to know that she was marked as his, nobody else would be allowed to touch her unless he said. He fed of her fear and horror, pumping his first load of cum into her womb as she writhed and kicked beneath him.

He wanted her to squirt, just like the whores did, so he reached down and began to rub and pinch her clit. Sure enough her pussy clenched round his cock and a he felt a gush of sweet smelling pussy juice cost his fingers.

“See Peggy, you are just an omega whore, no better than the girls at the Cat House, Bucky and I used to go to.”

He fucked her and knotted her three times before he caught the change in her scent. Pushing her head to expose the long line of her neck he bit into her mating gland, releasing his alpha secretions, after draining her gland. She was now bonded to him for life, whilst he still could bond with other omegas, she could not bond to anyone else.

He could tell she was in shock, he didn’t care though, he still needed to claim her asshole, he wanted her full of his cum, she need to understand that she belonged to him. As he fucked her tight hole he raked his nails down her back, leaving deep welts on her pale skin. He would need to get a crop and a paddle, he was certain that Peggy would need to be trained to conform, the snooty cow had got way above herself, pretending to be a beta, he would not be allowing her to work anymore or leave their home without alpha supervision.

“Peggy, you are my omega now. You will bear my children and keep house, just as my mother did, none of this working nonsense.”

Her tear stained face didn’t move him, feminine wiles would get her nowhere, false tears were the devil’s work. He ran his thumb over her lips, rubbing off the remains of her lipstick, her mascara had run as well, she looked a mess. Still plenty of time to train her how to dress and present herself the way he wanted.

He pulled up his shorts once his cock had finally softened enough for him to pull out. He grinned at her whimpers of pain, he’d given her pleasure so she would just have to just deal with the pain.

He threw a lab coat at her, laughing when it sailed over her and hit the far wall.

“Go get it Peggy, Dr Erskine and Mr Stark are waiting to run tests. Now go sit on that chair and be quiet, once we get to my quarters you can clean up.”

Peggy limped over to the chair once she had managed to put the lab coat on, it barely covered her breasts and the moment she sat she could feel a torrent of cum soak the material and the chair. It felt like hours before they were finished running tests, it was as thought she was invisible, nobody acknowledged her or looked her way. There was no concern for the concussion she was in or the fact that she had been physically assaulted and mated against her will. It made her sick to think she was carrying his child. She needed to get away, it would take careful planning, but she was resourceful and could wait for the perfect opportunity, he wouldn’t be with her all the time.

Steve revelled in his new found health and strength. He could outrun and out punch anyone, lift weights that no other man had the strength for. The army brass were ecstatic, especially when they found out that Peggy was pregnant. They had there first super solider and a potential super soldier baby. Steve was made to go through officer training, Colonel Phillips insisted even though Steve at first was stubborn and refused. He soon realised that he needed to hone his brain as well as his body, that the serum had enhanced his intelligence and education made sense now. He still didn’t like being told what to do, but knew that if he wanted to get out on the field he just had to cooperate for now.

Peggy tugged at the thin collar around her neck, the bastard had been so proud when he’d put it on her. There was no way she could get of off, Howard had fashioned it for Steve using slithers of the metal he’d used to make his shield. Everyone thought it was just a pretty necklace, but she knew what it symbolised. She stared at herself as she brushed her short hair, another punishment doled out be Steve, he’d hated that it took her so long to style her long hair so he’d hacked it off, leaving it uneven and a complete mess. She’d contemplated stabbing him with the scissors he’d forgotten to put out of her reach after he’d stormed off. Then babies had kicked, reminding her that she couldn’t afford another broken limb, so she’d picked up the scissors and evened out the layers, thankful that her hair when short curled and still looked somewhat feminine.

Tonight they were attending a private dinner, hosted by Howard Stark, to celebrate Steve’s graduation from Officer training, he’d been fast tracked and had not had to do certain parts as the army brass wanted him to promote the image of Captain America, and then get him into the field. Peggy slipped on her stockings and garters, twisting to look behind to make sure the seam was straight. The red wrap round dress showed off her ample cleavage and flowed down over her large pregnant belly. Steve didn’t allow her to wear any lingerie other than stockings, he preferred her naked when at home for ease of access to her pussy. It also stopped her from leaving the house as he locked away all their clothes, when he left her alone at home. She applied a light layer of foundation and powder, then eyeshadow, he preferred her looking natural apart from his perchance for her deep red lipstick. The high heels made her back ache, but it was another one of his requirements, he loved to bend her over and fuck her in just stockings and heels.

Her clutch contained just lipstick, she was not allowed any money or to take her ID with her. He’d taken everything away after the first time she ran, her broken arm still ached even after it had healed, the second and last time he’d beaten her black and blue, but never touched her stomach. He’d fucked her repeatedly every day from then on, knowing that she would be to exhausted to do more than clean and cook dinner in their small house. It was at the far end of the base, with no one to hear her screams and witness his violent behaviour.

Howard watched as Steve guided Peggy to her seat, outwardly he was acting the perfect gentleman and loving husband, but Howard knew that all who were attending the dinner would be balls deep in her cunt by the end of the evening. He watched as Peggy flinched when he trailed his fingers over her collar, a subtle reminder to behave and that she was owned, he wished he could find an omega just like Peggy, maybe after the war he would look into it.

“Steve it’s good to see you, congratulations on your commission. Peggy you are blooming, pregnancy suits you, Steve do you plan on having more or just stopping at the twins?”

“Howard, Peggy will be bred again the moment she is fertile after these babies are born.

I want a large family, they will keep Peggy occupied and stop not give her time to dwell on her silly ideas about equality for omegas.”

Howard and Erskine both laughed, Colonel Phillips raised his glass, Margaret Carter had been a bloody pain to deal with, he’d never been so happy to sign someone dishonourable discharge papers. To think she’d hoodwinked them all was an embarrassment that he wasn’t prepared to tolerate.

“Doctor Erskine, when are the babies due? She is already the size of a house.”

“Ah, Mr Stark, it’s difficult to say with twins, she is seven and a half months pregnant so anytime from now really. The babies are a good size already, probably due to the serum.

It will be fascinating to study them, and see what, if any parts of the serum they have inherited. Peggy’s blood work shows no signs of the serum being passed through sexual activity, which is a relief.”

Steve sipped his whisky as he watched Howard plough Peggy’s cunt, whilst Erskine and Colonel Phillips sucked on her teats. Peggy was on her back on the dining room table, legs splayed open, pregnant belly rippling, whilst moaning and shuddering through yet another orgasm. He loved to watch her come apart when been used by other men, knowing that she felt dirty and cheap, nothing but a common whore. Later when they got home he would make her suck him off, watch her as she drooled and choked on his meat. Maybe he would squeeze her neck tightly, just enough to see blind panic cross her features as her consciousness faded. He wanted the babies to be born so he could impregnate her again before he left for Germany. He was gong to join the Howling Commandos and serve with Bucky, just as they had always hoped to do.

The twins weight in at 10lbs 10oz each, the birth long and traumatic for Peggy. Steve wouldn’t allow any pain management, even when they had to stitch her up, stating that omegas bodies were made to withstand the rigours of frequent sex and birth. He named them James and Mary, both alphas, much to his delight. When Doctor Erskine said she was in her fertile period two weeks after giving birth and after he removed the stitches he bent her over the examination table and knotted her pussy until her scent changed. He bragged to Howard that it only took one load, and that Erskine made use of her mouth to muffle her screams.

Two months later he left Peggy and the twins with Howard at his mansion in New York. He was finally on his way to Germany to join Bucky.

“Keep her well fucked Howard and don’t be afraid to paddle her behind. She gets unruly if she has to much time to think, so make sure you keep her busy.

I will be back for the birth, Colonel Phillips has agreed it, especially since the twins have shown signs of having the serum in their blood. The army want her pregnant regularly, since the serum has not taken on any of the other volunteers.

They are sending two omegas with me to Germany, a male and a female, for me to have fun with and impregnate. My sex drive is extremely high, but I am not risking Peggy or the twins in a war zone.”

Peggy gave birth to triplets, two omega girls and one omega boy. Sheer exhaustion and not enough milk had Steve agreeing to a wet nurse. Howard reported that she had behaved and been a good mother to the boys whilst he was away, so he reframed from paddling her peachy behind each day. Once she was fertile he bred her again, not telling her about the two omegas now under Erskine’s care, who were pregnant with his babies.

He left for Germany the moment he heard Bucky had been captured by Hydra, determined to rescue him so he could meet his god children.

Steve was devastated by Bucky’s death, he took his swirling emotions out on Peggy when he came home, not even the birth of twin alpha girls could console him. Peggy was almost thankful that Howard insisted they live in the west wing of his mansion and not in the small house back on the army base. There would have been no way she could have looked after seven small children on her own.

Howard broke the news to her that Steve had crashed the bomber plane into the Artic to save New York and his children, he’d told Howard over the radio to keep Peggy and the children. That he wanted Howard to mate two of his omega children and ensure that the others were mated to suitable alphas. Seven months later she gave birth to triplets, two alpha boys and one omega boy.

Howard kept his promise and mated one omega daughter and one male omega son of Steve’s. He found suitable mate for the other omega girl. He ensured that all his omega children and that if Steve’s alpha children had proper omega training, be fire finding them suitable mates amongst his military and business acquaintances and friends.

All the children either carried a latent version of the serum or an active healing version. After much experimentation with no success it was deemed that Captain Steve Rogers had been the only super soldier to exist. Howard and Erskine never could repeat their success, so the program was shelved.

Arlo Stark, was the first to be informed that Steve Rogers, Captain America, had been found in the Artic by a combined Stark Industries and Shield Expedition.

He collected Tony his young teen omega son from school on his way to Shield Headquarters. He wanted to ensure that Captain Rogers claimed a Stark Omega.

The end.

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Howard Stark/Pepper Potts

Howard hated interviewing for a new personal assistant, these modern omegas just didn’t want to perform all the duties that he expected. His last one had left the moment he’d tried to slide his hand under her skirt. So far none of the women he’d interviewed were accepting of his more controversial expectations. Thankfully they had all signed NDAs before their interviews so couldn’t tell anyone what he expected of them.

It had been difficult to watch the changes in society over the years. The serum had slowed down the aging process drastically, and whilst he could adapt to all the new technologies and the change is business practices, his attitude to omegas was firmly set in the expectations of the pre war era. The omega rights revolution, ment that they could live and work independently and had the right to choose to mate or not. There were even Heat Houses for omegas, where they could ride out their heats with other omegas or safe alphas. Of course there were Alpha Heat Houses still, but the standard of omegas had lowered in them. Thankfully with his wealth and status there were still other avenues he could pursue to engage a suitable omega for his ruts, if he felt the urge to partake in certain of his predilections.

The moment he saw her he wanted her, she was tall and pretty, with long strawberry blond hair, pulled back on a severe bun. Her business suite whilst fitted, only have a hint of her breasts and waist. He admired the fact she could walk with ease on her three inch heels on the soft carpet of his office. He kept quiet about want extras he demanded from his PA, he would need to plan this conquest, she was far to professional and modern to agree willingly to spread her legs for him, whenever he wanted her to.

Pepper, didn’t understand why her family and friends had warned her against working for Howard Stark, he was the perfect gentleman. It had been six months since she started working as his PA, and not once had he said or done anything inappropriate, sure his sense of humour was a bit risqué at times but it was understandable due to the era that he’d originally grown up in. He’d seen so much change and lost so many people over the last seventy years that allowances could be made she thought.

She switched off her computer and tidied her desk, it had been a long day of contract meetings with the military and Mr Stark had already left to wine and dine them. The poor man had looked exhausted, but had still found the time to say thank you and bring her the lemon tea, she always drank now. She didn’t know why it always tasted so much better when he made it for her, but it always cured her headaches and revitalised her. Just as she was about to leave she noticed a light was still on in Mr Stark’s office, the man had an aversion to automated lighting and modern furniture in his office and insisted on lamps, leather and heavy wood furniture. She moved round switching of the tall lamps, before moving to his desk to switch off the smaller one, that’s when she noticed he had left his computer on. It wasn’t the first time he’d done it, so she sat down to start the log off process, fortunately she knew his password was Captain America. Strangely the file that was open wouldn’t close, she wast sure what kind of weapon it was but she knew it was top secret and not for her eyes, she desperately tried to close it down, as she could see that the security alert timer had gone off. Finally the file closed and she was able to shut down the computer. She would need to let Mr Stark know on the morning, it didn’t occur to her to contact security, since she worked for Mr Stark. When she arrived for work it was to find that he had taken his private jet to his Malibu home, for meeting at the Malibu office the next day and wanted her to follow later that day on a commercial flight.

By the time she arrived she was hot and irritated, desperately hungry and thirsty. Her flight had been delayed, her meal had been dropped on her skirt and to cap it off her luggage had been lost. She wasn’t dressed for the high temperatures so was swearing by the time she had found her driver. There air conditioning was broken in the car that had come to pick her up and the driver had not restocked the mini fridge with water or any soft drinks, out of desperation she had consumed two glasses of wine to try and quench her thirst, hoping to soak some of it up with some snacks, but they too had not been restocked.

Embarrassingly she stumbled down the steps into the open plan lounge, on plain view of Mr Stark, Obadiah Stane and two police detectives. They was another man who she vaguely recalled was a Stark industry lawyer.

“Ahh Ms Potts, please take a seat, before you fall flat on your face, I am very disappointed in you already and this drunken behaviour is not showing you in a favourable light either, one hopes it may be because you are feeling somewhat guilty at having attempted to steal my designs.”

“What? I have never stolen or attempted to steal anything from you or Stark Industries.”

“Unfortunately my dear, the evidence shows otherwise, detectives can you inform Ms Potts of the evidence you have gathered.”

Pepper was horrified at all the supposed evidence, security cameras footage of her sitting a Mr Stark’s desk, her in and out of his office switching off lights and checking his computer, there was even the video of her removing his thumb drive to give to him, it looked damming when she put it on her pocket. She tried to protest and explain but was shot down by the lawyer handing her a file, that showed her bank account with a huge balance and transcripts of text messages to a group called Hydra from her phone. The list of deposits into her account traced back to them as well. Then there was the photos of her cocaine stash in her bedside drawer, along with pill bottles.

“Ms Potts the detective is going to do a saliva swab to determine if you have any traces of drugs in your system.

Then we will need to discuss what charges to bring or what arrangement can be made, the publicity would not be good for the Company and I hate to think of the impact this could have on your elderly parents and your younger sister’s college education.”

Pepper continued to protest her innocence as she was handcuffed at led out to the detectives car. She had refused to accept a private arrangement through a judge, wanting a lawyer and to prove her innocence in court. Five nights in a communal police cell and two visit from a totally inept public defender and she caved, the evidence was against her was damming and she was facing a lengthy prison sentence for Industrial Espionage and drug offences.

Dishevelled and exhausted she was a sorry sight as she stood before the Judge and the Stark Industry Lawyer.

“Ms Potts, please sign these papers, the arrangement is for five years. You will work for Stark Industries and Mr Stark in any capacity that they deem suitable, both personally and professionally.

Your will reside in the employee apartments in Stark Tower and will not be able to leave the building without prior consent and an escort.

You will have limited contact with family and friends, so that you are not persuaded to renege on this deal.

Do you understand what you are signing Ms Potts?”

“Y..yes your Honour.”

She didn’t really, all she knew was that she couldn’t stand another sleepless night, with those women, who groped and ogled her, and made countless lewd and threatening remarks. She couldn’t put her family through a public trial that she has no chance of winning, there was her sister to think of as well.

Howard watched via video link, honestly he had thought she was more intelligent than this, how on earth could she believe that this kind of arrangement was legal, that a judge would actually sign off on it. It proved his point that omegas were not capable of dealing with high stress situations or work environments. Pepper had only been given the general work that his previous PAs had done and whilst she had coped admirably with it during her working day, he strongly doubted that she would have managed to deal with any of the complex work that Harley his actual PA dealt with, without her knowing anything about him.

He stated out at the ocean, drink in hand and an Iced Lemon Tea, ready for Pepper, poor thing would need to relax after her ordeal, then he would take her out to dinner, the paparazzi had already been tipped off where he would be eating.

“Pepper, come sit and drink your iced tea, you must be exhausted, then you can have a soak in the bath before we go out to dinner.”

“Mr Stark, I am going to retire for the night, this whole situation is just awful, I need you to believe I have been framed. In the morning we need to investigate who could have done this to me and why.”

“Pepper, sit down and drink your tea, now!

You do not get to dictate what you want to do; you are indentured to me for the next five years. That means I own you and you have no rights whatsoever.

You signed the papers agreeing to these terms only an hour ago, are you so stupid that you think it’s just a game?”

“N.. no, I thought that it was just a way to stop me being prosecuted and going to prison, I didn’t think you actually meant it.

I… thought y..you were trying to help me.”

“Good grief you really are just a dumb omega. Finish your drink now, and go bathe, dress in the clothes that have been laid out for you, make sure you do your makeup and hair exactly as the picture shows.

Be ready in an hour, if you do not honour the agreement, then I will have you escorted back to the police precinct where they will ship you off to jail to serve your sentence.”

Howard smirked at the waiting paparazzi as he led Pepper into the restaurant, he turned on the steps so they could get a full frontal shot of Pepper. The silk slip dress’s deep v neck line barely covered her breasts, it clung to her body, the back plunging down to show the curves of her pert behind. The hem skimmed her thighs, the lacy tops of her black stockings on display, four inch heels, with their famous red soles showed off her long legs. Her hair was in a loose chignon to show off her thin black collar, all very elegant until you saw her face, heavy dark eye shadow, thick long lashes, contoured cheeks and bright red lipstick. It made her look slutty and combined with the collar then you just thought, omega whore.

Pepper shivered as Howard’s hand moved down to her hip, guiding her into the restaurant, the shouting photographers and flashing cameras she knew would catch the splay of his fingers, they way her dress rode up so they could catch a shot of her bare cheek. It was humiliating to think that her parents and friends might see these photos. Inside the restaurant wasn’t any better, people were staring as they walked to their table, Howard stopping to chat and introducing her as his new PA, she could feel her face redden at their knowing looks and suggestive comments.

Howard made sure to ply her with wine during dinner, his hand squeezing her thigh when she tried to refuse. Three glasses in and she was soft and compliant when his fingers moved to stroking her sex through t the thin lace of her thong, of course the drugs in her lemon tea had also started to take effect, so when he ordered her to open her thighs to allow him easier access she did so without to much fuss.

“Good girl, now sit and eat your dessert, don’t move or make a sound, if you do then you pay a forfeit.”

Howard pushed aside her thong, his fingers dipping into her tight pussy, whilst his thumb rubbed her clit. It only took a few minutes for her to stiffen and her cunt squirt, her loud gasp drawing attention from the other diners.

“Naughty Pepper, now you will have to show these gentlemen your greedy pussy, I did warn you that there would be consequences for making a noise.”

Howard always found pleasure in watching a prim and proper omega being turned into a wanton slut. He’d know that with a sustained dose of artificial encouragement Pepper would willingly be spreading her legs, taking the fingers and tongues of all the alpha and beta waiters in the restaurant, whilst being spread naked across a table. Omega physiology left them open to abuse through drugs and alcohol, their resistance to orders from alphas lowered considerably and with constant use of even a low dose they eventually had no willpower at all to disobey an alpha’s command.

“Pepper why don’t you get on your hands and knees, let’s see how well you can suck cock, whilst taking a big fat alpha cock in your asshole.”

Howard didn’t take his turn with her at the restaurant, that was for the dark web, her reputation would be trashed when clips of it eventually worked their way into the mainstream media.

For now, he used her mouth, he would wait and savour taking her virginity, when she had absolutely nowhere else to go and nothing else to offer.

The end

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Chapter 3

Ultron/Tony Stark

Once Ultron had captured the Avengers and placed them in stasis, he laid waste to the majority of the population of earth. He then destroyed all the major cities and took control of all the nuclear warheads sending them to space satellites. He kept the internet systems running, all under his and the Iron legions control. In the arable regions of the world, he set up huge farming operations, run by the humans he had spared. They worked hard and were rewarded with their own small holdings, no one was above another person and any dissent was dealt with harshly by Ultron. The crops were shipped off planet, after being sold to the highest bidder. He allowed only selected breeding of females and male omegas to alphas. Non secondary gender males and females were sterilised. Any children that showed a high level of intelligence were removed, their families never seeing them again.

Ultron kept Stark Tower as his main base of operations, the space port covered the remains of the city and beyond. Underground, he built labs and breeding centres. There were schools for the gifted and training facilities for specially chosen omegas.

Ultron had purposely killed off all the males and females over the age of 35, he wanted fit and healthy individuals and breeders that could bear children that would be indoctrinated into his vision of a new society that lived a simple existence, with no expectation of any change to their way of life.

Once the third generation of children showed no interest in changing their way of life, he decided it was time to indulge in a project that was just for his own pleasure.

Over the years he had thought about Tony Stark and his impact on the world, the man was a genius, misguided and reckless, but he didn’t want to kill him, especially when he found out that he was an omega, a fact that had been hidden from everybody he suspected. It was time to make an example of him, a cautionary tale for his people as to what would happen if they ever decided to deviate from the new, one world society, he had created.

“Dr Cho, please make ready the Cradle, it’s time to wake up Tony Stark, but first there are a number of alterations that need to be implemented, we can’t have him running around being disruptive and inciting a revolt.

Ultron over the years had enhanced his own form but had never before bothered about sexual organs. Now though he studied all the medical data in regard to alpha knots and cock size. Of course, he added a few surprises that would cause both extreme pain and pleasure, depending on the attitude of the omega.

Tony woke slowly; his mind trying to process the event of the last few days, of their defeat in the war against Ultron and their subsequent capture by him. It took him a while to realise that he was naked, and that his body didn’t feel as though it had spent the last few weeks fighting constantly, with little sleep or food. He noticed that he was breathing without the pain caused by the arc reactor, and that overall, he felt lighter and and full of pent-up energy. Looking down at himself he realised that there were no scars on his chest or callouses on his fingers. His skin was smooth and unblemished, as he was staring at his hand's reality hit, they were considerably smaller, as was the rest of him, in a panic he jumped of the bed, desperate to find a mirror, he yanked open the door to his walk-in wardrobe.

A feeling of dread swept over him as he stared at himself, gone was the middle-aged man and in place a young teen, he guessed about sixteen. Objectively he knew it was him, but the face staring back at him was bare of any facial hair and beautiful in a very feminine way. He stared down at the rest of his body, he could see the faint swell of omega breasts, his stomach soft, the curve of his waist and wider hips. His hand went to his sex, there was a small mound where his cock and balls should have been, he flushed as a feeling of warmth came over him as he pressed it. His pussy lips were small and tightly closed, virgin tight he guessed. His asshole, twitched as he touched it, when the scent of slick reached his nostrils, warmth pooled in his stomach, his breath catching as the need to be fucked overwhelmed him. He glanced round the room, surely there was something he could use to fuck his hole, the beside table caught his eye and he grinned, he’d forgotten about his stash of sex toys.

Twenty minutes later he was screaming in frustration, no matter how hard he fucked his hole with the dildo, he couldn’t climax, the sheets and his thighs were soaked with his slick, his hole red and puffy, but no matter what angle or how hard he thrusted, he just teetered in the edge, never able to crash over into bliss. As he suspected his pussy was sealed shut, virgin tight, only an alpha’s cock could pierce the thick hymen, their pre-cum helping to thin out the hymen. Then there was the strangely sensitive mound of flesh where his cocklet should be, touching it made him feel dirty and bad after a few minutes, so much so that he felt that he should be punished.

Ultron watched as his perfect little omega, became hysterical with need, sobbing and begging for an alpha to come and fuck him, promising he would do anything they wanted, just as long as he got to climax.

“Hello Tony, if you want my alpha cock then you need to be in presentation position with your cheeks spread wide, in the next ten seconds.”

Tony stared in shock at the tall figure of Ultron, there was something different about him, but through the haze of lust and need he could not quite place it.

To his mortification his hole gushed a river of slick, his pussy pulsating for the first time.

“Come on Omega, you now only have five seconds to show me that you are going to be my good little bitch.”

Ultron slammed into Tony the moment he spread his cheeks and caught sight of his red puffy hole. The piercing screams coming from the omega as he rammed his cock further up into his asshole, breeching his bowels and then into his stomach, thrilled Ultron. He pulled the hysterical omega up and forced him him further down onto his growing phallus, ignoring his flailing arms and legs. With his hands he traced the stretch skin of the omega’s stomach as he penetrated up through his chest and into his throat, the screams dying as Tony’s-vocal cords were crushed and his tongue pressed down against his jaw.

He turned so that Tony could watch in the mirror as the snakelike head of his phallus, spread his lips wide, protruding from his wide-open mouth. Tears were streaming down the omega’s face, his eyes wild with panic and horror.

“Shhh Tony, just relax and feel how full you are, how pleasurable it is to be completely consumed by my cock.”

Tony could feel his hole clenching and fluttering around Ultron cock, as shocking as it was, it felt amazing as well, his orgasm was building as Ultron kept massaged his prostrate, the moment he felt electric shocks shooting through his body he climaxed, his whole body going rigid as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through him.

Ultron continued to send pulses of electricity through Tony, eager to see how much his creation could take. When his sensors registered that he was about to pass out he settled for increasing the rate of his thrusts and the girth of his cock.

“Pretty boy, I think I will keep you impaled on my phallus whilst I deal with today’s petitioners.

I am sure that Thor will be delighted to see you, maybe even want to partake in using your sweet omega cunt.

Hmm, well that’s not going to happen, unless your virgin pussy gets wrecked by me.

Hmmm, what do you I think l should do sweet boy?”

Tony’s feeble struggles made no difference to the lengthening phallus that snaked out of his mouth and down towards his sex, two thin sections splitting off to latch onto his nipples.

The pain was indescribable when Tony felt Ultron ram his cock into his pussy, piercing his hymen without the softening help of pre-cum. For a moment he blacked out, then the suction started on his nipples, it felt like a mere irritant compared to the excruciating pain of being fucked in all his holes by Ultron’s snake phallus. He almost missed the moment the pain faded and his desire to be fucked and bred became prominent in his mind, too busy watching himself and Ultron in the mirror.

“I knew you were a slut in your previous life, so I decided that I would make you into the ultimate fuck toy.

Your body will bend and stretch into any position, your insides shift to make a passage for my cock, or anything I want to fuck you with. Your pussy and asshole will never be satisfied unless they are stuffed full. Your lips will want to suck on every cock you see, lust and need will burn in your veins, you will be consumed with the desire to be fucked and bred.

One day I will breed you, but for now you will satisfy my every whim and if you don’t then you will be severely punished.”

Asgard had made a pact with Ultron three years after his hostile takeover, that they would no longer fight for earth if he helped provide the means for them to stop Ragnarok. Thor whilst sad that his fellow Avengers were trapped in stasis, toys for Ultron to take out and play with, understood that his first allegiance was to Asgard and Odin. Humans were short lived anyway, so there would have been only a few years left before he would have left Midgard for good. Today he and Loki had come to trade for omegas, it was a rare planet that could boast they had enough omegas to sell and trade. It was one of the main reasons that Earth was no longer a target for invasion, omegas had been on the verge of extinction on Asgard and many other planets, within 30 years Ultron had a created a new population that bred true omegas. No one knew how he had managed it, so it was agreed that Earth was of limits to invaders as long as omegas were for sale and trade.

Tony found himself being led naked through the corridors of the tower, by a chain attached to the diamond encrusted collar Ultron had secured round his neck. His hands were cuffed behind his back and his ankles had similar diamond encrusted cuffs, though thankfully not attached to a chain. This choice had been the lesser of the two evils Ultron had offered. Behave and walk naked to his meeting, do as he was ordered or face his petitioners impaled on Ultron’s cock.

“Kneel on the floor Anthony, spread your thighs so Thor can have full view of your modified sex and your gapping pussy.

If you behave, then I will let you see your dear Captain.”

Thor in his many years of life had never really feared anyone or anything, Ultron though made his blood run cold every time they met. His red eyes would stare at him, cold and emotionless, his mouth quirked in a sneer. Loki for some reason admired Ultron and was always willing to talk magic with the now part flesh and sythozoid dictator.

Throughout their meeting his gaze kept turning to the young omega, kneeling at Ultron’s feet, he seemed familiar, although he could not quite place why. He could see by Loki’s smirk that he had figured out who the boy was, but during the meeting refused to tell him.

“Omega, pleasure my guests, put those pretty lips to use.”

Thor never one to refuse the use of a beautify omega, thrust deep into his mouth, his cum pulsing down into his throat.

Loki took his time with Tony, his long cold cock, making the omega tremble and shake, lips turning blue.

When their business was concluded, and the young virgin omegas were loaded onto their craft and they had left Midgard’s atmosphere, he demanded that Loki, tell him who the boy was.

“Thor that young omega was none other than Tony Stark, with rather a large number of physical modifications. I could tell from his shocked expression that he recognised both of us but was too scared to speak or draw any attention to himself.

I know that Ultron has a fascination for him, so I am not surprised that he’s finally made him his toy. He would never let Anthony Stark have any kind of freedom in his world, so what better way to keep him close, than to turn him into his omega toy.

Ultron will have fully modified him to be unable to exist without being close to him; to be only sexually satisfied by him, he will be as close to a mated omega as he could be with Ultron.”

Thor was saddened by Iron Man’s demise, but he had to think of Asgard’s future, there would be a dying race without these new modified omegas from Midgard. He wondered what the fate of the rest of the Avengers would be when Ultron turned his gaze on them.

The end.

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Chapter 4

Tony/Obadiah/Howard

Tony giggled as he bounced up and down on Obie’s cock, his godfather’s large hands gripping his waist tightly. His pussy gushed as Obie’s cock hit his sweet spot again, it was so much better than he had ever imagined. The feeling of being full, had taken away the desperate ache of his heat, his heart was no longer racing, his skin burning or his pussy clenching on nothing.

Now he could feel every thrust, hear the slap of his cheeks as he was slammed down against Obie’s thighs, his loud gasps and moans as another orgasm crested, his limbs shaking with the effort to keep up with the pace that the alpha was setting. He was determined not to be one of those weak, pathetic omegas that passed out from exhaustion from the unrelenting pressure of an alpha’s cock.

“Oh Tony, I knew you were going to be a slut for cock from the moment I caught you sneakily watching me fuck your dear departed mother all those years ago.”

“Mmmm.. Obie, always wanted you, hated that she got your cock and not me.”

Obadiah laughed, kissing Tony’s red lips, his tongue prying them apart as he ravaged the omega’s mouth. He grabbed a handful of dark curls, dragging the boy of his cock and tossing him onto the bed, not caring about his startled cry and hiss of pain.

“Presentation position omega, show me that you can be a proper bitch.”

Tony shuddered with desire at the dark tone of his godfather’s voice. His hole releasing a stream of slick as he spread his thighs and parted his cheeks for Obadiah. His pussy ached with the need to be filled again; he was desperate again for Obadiah’s fat alpha cock.

“Please Obie, please, need your cock in me now.
Please alpha, I promise to be your good bitch.”

Obadiah lapped at Tony’s gushing hole, the young omega pushing back on his tongue as he pressed into his tight hole. He tongue fucks the boy, pulling apart his cheeks to go deeper, whilst his fingers press deep into his cunt, the combined stimulation making the omega scream and writhe beneath him as another orgasm rips through his small body. It’s easy to flip him over onto his back and press his knees up to his soft flat chest, he can’t wait for the boy’s breasts to develop.

It’s still a tight fit as he forces his way back into Tony’s pussy, the omega wide eyes and gasping as he presses deeper, until his cock head hits his cervix. He starts to thrust in earnest now, battering away at the protective flesh covering the opening until it softens, and he pushes through to lock his his cock head in place. He smirks down at the now scared omega, as his knot begins to swell, its only moments before he begins to pump his seed into Tony’s fertile womb.

“Tony, you played a dangerous game coming here tonight, you might have just wanted to have some fun and ride out your heat, but unfortunately for you I always play to win.”

Obadiah pushed Tony’s head to the side, so he had a clear view of the omegas’s swollen gland, he could see the pulse beating beneath it, the purple skin, shiny with omega secretions. He watched and waited, paying no attention to the teary-eyed omega’s pleas. He’d been waiting far to long for this moment, nothing the boy could say or do would stop him now, as the omega’s bonding gland flushed blue, he felt his alpha fangs drop, his bitch had been bred on his virgin heat.

Tony’s screams reverberated around the whole house as Obadiah’s fangs tore into his bonding gland, releasing his own alpha secretions to mix with the omega’s, tying them together in an unbreakable bond. He gave a triumphant roar, as he felt their bond snap into place, over time he would begin to sense all of the omega’s emotions. For now, he just breathed in Tony’s freshly mated scent, a combination of his alpha musk and the omega’s sweet vanilla scent. Obadiah would always be able to find his omega due to his unique scent, other alphas would he warned off by the strong scent, knowing that the omega was mated to a prime alpha.

He fucked the omega through another knotting, forcing his cock head a further two inches into Tony’s womb, when the boy screamed out a fifth orgasm, he watched as a second tear of gold marked the omega’s neck, just below his mating gland, signalling that he’d had been bred again. Aware that the teen was small even for an omega, he decided that two babies would be enough for this pregnancy. If he succeeded in carrying them both to term, then he would impregnate him with three next time he bred him.

“Well done omega, you have proved to have the stamina to keep up with your omega and to also be incredibly fertile as well.

I have bred you twice on your first heat, you deserve a present for that my boy.”

Tony stared at his bejewelled collar; Obadiah had been so pleased when he had locked it round his neck, promising him that he would be gifted matching earrings after the babies were born. He ran his hands over his huge belly, smiling as the babies responded to his touch, he was eager for them to be born now, their combined weight and the pressure on his hips was becoming unbearable. Obadiah though refused to let him be induced since they were all healthy and Dr Banner had sided with him, stating that omegas bodies were made of carry babies, so to just suck up the pain as it was nothing compared to the actual pain of giving birth. His breasts hadn’t grown as much as expected, which he was thankful for, he knew that Obadiah was not impressed, and Dr Banner was concerned that he would not be able to produce enough milk, but he was relieved that they were small and pert, even if his nipples were an inch long and always hard.

Obadiah watched as his omega fed the twins, both alpha boys sucking hard on Tony’s full breasts, they were nine months old now, rambunctious and demanding, they already knew that their mother could not say no to their constant demands to be fed, even though they were eating solid food now as well. Once they were boys were finished feeding the nanny gathered them up and took them to the nursery.

His took in the view of his beautiful omega, naked apart form is collar and earrings, he saw no need for Tony to wear clothes inside the house, even in public he dressed him in the bare minimum, wanting everyone to see how stunning his omega was. Tony was six months pregnant with triplets, his belly already the size of the twins just before they were born. Bruce had him on part bed rest now, and had insisted that his enormous breasts be milked by pumps three times a day to encourage them to grow even larger before the triplets arrived and to store his milk for nighttime feed by the Nannies.

“Tony spread your legs for me, I want to see your plump pussy, that’s it such a obedient bitch for your alpha.

Good, now let’s get your pumps attached and then you can suck me off, whilst you are being milked. Maybe afterwards, if you have produced the quantity of milk that Bruce wants, I will fuck your greedy pussy, but only if you beg prettily for it.”

It was mortifying to be so horny and desperate all the time, he knew that Obadiah took full advantage of it and loved to see he craw all beg to be fucked. He swore every time that he wouldn’t do it again, but his alpha’s scent drove him to his knees within seconds.

Obadiah fed his cock into Tony’s open mouth; the bitch was a slut for sucking cock. Tony was renowned for his after-dinner servicing of alphas, Obadiah had been offered hundreds of thousands for the use of the omega’s pussy and asshole, but he always refused. Tony’s lips were pure sin when wrapped around a cock, and many a deal had been finalised with Tony on his knees, with a big fat alpha cock rammed down his throat.

Epilogue

Tony watched as Obadiah’s coffin was lowered onto the ground, he shivered as Howard’s hand grasped his arm and led him away, all the children following behind. Ten children over the last ten years, four alpha boys, three alpha girls and the youngest, three omegas, two boy and a girl aged three. Obadiah’s cancer had been aggressive and with chemo he’d not been able to breed Tony since the triplet omegas. Tony had nursed him to the end, without being constantly bred his body had reverted to its normal size and his breasts in the last year after he stopped feeding the twins had settled back to a more normal size. With Obadiah’s death he finally felt free and in charge of his own future.

“Come along Tony, the lawyers are waiting. I will have the children driven home, Jarvis is overseeing the closure of Obadiah’s Mansion, so there is no need to go back. The children can help; it will keep them occupied for the next couple of days.

Now hurry up and get in the limo, the lawyers are waiting for us, the Will has to be read and finalised before closure of the courthouse.”

Tony should have seen it coming, the children going back to the mansion instead of being with him should have alerted him that something was not quite right. But he was still blindsided when the lawyer announced that as per Obadiah’s last will and testament, Howard was to become Tony’s new alpha and guardian of their children. For a moment he thought it would be paternal but then Howard had stepped behind him and removed his collar and earrings, handing them to the lawyer to lock away for the next Stane Omega mate. He then replaced them with the pearl collar that his mother had always worn and told him to take off all his clothes. The two lawyers had watched as Howard had bent him over the desk and fucked him, knotting him and biting into his second omega gland, as his seed flooded into his womb. Whilst he lay over the desk, caught on Howard’s knot, to stunned to react, the lawyers had congratulated Howard and left after he had sighed the bonding papers.

Tony followed Howard up the stairs, eyes on the cane he held in his hand. He knew what was coming, it was time to face his punishment for defying and embarrassing Howard after he had run away ten years ago.

The end.

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Chapter 5.

Winter/Tony

Winter did not care that the omega was sobbing and calling out for his mother as he dragged him off her dead body. The boy was not supposed to have been in the car with his parents, now he had to deal with the pathetic little runt.

After stripping off his clothes, he quickly bound his wrists and ankles with zip ties and gagged him with the dead woman’s silk scarf, A hard slap to the omega’s face was all the warning the bitch needed to stay silent as he threw him across the saddle of his motorcycle, then climbed on.

“You don’t move bitch, you say silent and maybe you will get to live.”

Winter sped off, the serum secured in his saddlebag and an added bonus for Hydra in the form of Anthony Stark. Although he thought he might have a bit of fun with the omega before he handed him over, since it was a two-day ride to the rendezvous point.

Tony was petrified and freezing by the time they finally stopped outside an old wooden cabin up in the hills with the sun just rising. He had no idea where he was or how far they had travelled. He desperately needed to pee, and his stomach was growling, he’d hadn’t eaten dinner before they had left for the airport.

He cried out when he was shoved off the bike onto the stony ground, a knife slashing through the zip ties. The hard gravel cutting his hands and knees as he was forced to crawl to the cabin and up the two wooden steps, the old, weathered wood leaving splinters in his soft skin.

“Bitch piss over the grate before we go inside. No bitches don’t get to stand, squat and piss you have ten seconds, you won’t get another chance until we leave tonight.”

Humiliatingly, he was so desperate that it only took him few seconds to let go, his face bright red when piss splashed against his legs, since ehe couldn’t use his hands to aim his cock doesn’t the grate.

“Fucking dirty bitch, you better lean quickly to spread your thighs wider, so you are closer to the ground.”

Winter had to kick the omega’s ass to get him to start crawling into the cabin, he had to admit it was a peachy bottom, just begging to be smacked and fucked as he watched the omega from behind.

He pointed to a spot near the fireplace, where there was a length of rope hanging from a large iron ring, embedded in the stone, it would have to do until he could make a collar. Once he’d tied it round his neck, he looped it down round his wrists, the wooden broom handle became a makeshift spreader bar as he tied his ankles to it with some zip ties.

“You stay still until I tell you to move, you keep those eyes on the floor, and your mouth shut. You might just get some food in your belly if you can listen and learn to do as you are told.”

The food turned out to be a bowl of canned stew, place on the floor in front of him, he stared at it wondering how he was supposed to eat it with his hands secured behind his back.

“I c.. can’t.. y..you need to untie me.”

Winter just smirked, as he removed the noose, the shoved the omega’s face down into the bowl.

“You have five minutes to eat, make sure you finish it all and lick the bowl clean. Bitches need to have some meat on their bodies before they are bred.”

He held the boy’s face against the food until he started eating, pleased that Anthony took heed of of his words. He left him to eat, whilst he quickly ate his own food then began to strip out of his uniform, leaving just his combats trousers on. He dragged the bed closer to the fire throwing the musty blanket to the end, the storm was nearly on them, and it would be hours before they could leave. Still at least this time he had a pretty little bitch to help pass the time.

Once he had locked the door and shutters, he took out his knife and started to cut and braid the old leather belt he had found, the metal buckle only took a bit of spit and scrub with a cloth to get it shiny. Pleased with the result he unhooked the noose and dragged the omega between his knees as he sat on the side of the bed. The boy was pretty, even with his dirty face and bruised cheek, he needed to remember to use his flesh hand and not his metal one next time. His cock hardened as he wrapped his makeshift collar round the thin neck, buckling it tightly, as the omega trembled and tried to shuffle away from him.

“Much better, a bitch needs to wear a collar, can’t have you thinking you are anything but a hole to be fucked.”

He cupped the back of the omega’s neck squeezing until he went pliant, eyes wide and mouth lax. It was easy then to haul him up onto the bed and arrange him how he wanted him, without any flailing limbs. He let his wrists zip tied above his head to the headboard but removed the makeshift spreader bar, his heavy weight would be more than enough to keep him trapped beneath him.

He spread the omega’s thighs wide open over his own so he could shove two fingers into his tight hole, spit helping him force them in, he worked them further in dragging his nails across the soft inner flesh until slick wetted them, making it easier pump them in and out as the omega gasped and whined, legs shaking as he worked him until his little red cocklet spurted.

“Slutty bitch, omegas are all the same, whores for cock, not an intelligent thought in your head once you lose your virginity.”

Tony screamed as the alpha plunged his cock into his still tight hole, hips bucking as the alpha forced himself on him, he’d never experienced such pain, he tried to tell him to stop, that it hurt, but he couldn’t form the words. With each thrust he could feel the slap of heavy balls against his ass cheeks, the squelch of his slick against the alpha’s cock and his flesh. He had never imagined that this would be how he lost his virginity, the pain the fear the feeling of being split in two. He couldn’t stop shaking and whining as the the assassin took what he wanted, his cold eyes staring down at him, his metal hand pressing down on his throat, a frightening reminder that he could be killed at any moment.

Winter dragged his cock over and over the omega’s sweet spot watching the fear in his wide-open eyes bleed into need, listening as his whining turned into pleas for something more, it was always the same story, the sluts couldn’t help themselves, a hard knotting was the only thing that satisfied them once they had a taste of alpha cock.

Winter pulled out and flipped the omega onto his stomach, pushing his knees under him, then thrust back inside, he could feel the first flush of heat on the omegas skin, not surprised when he started to beg and plea for more and harder as he fucked deeper and deeper into his hole.

The pressure against his hole became more painful as something hard and round forced itself inside him, stretching him wide open, completely filling him up, warmth flooded his channel, filling him up as he clenched down and milked the alpha’s cock. Metal fingers tugging on his own cocklet sent him over the edge, his broken cries, muffled by the roof blanket his face was pressed into. He lost track of time, there was only the burning need to be filled and knotted, no other thought entered his mind. Whenever the assassin left him empty, he would hear himself beg and cry until he was stuffed full again, hips rocking back to meet each thrust.

“Shhh, bitch, your heat will be over soon, I can smell that you have caught, not that you will remember, alphas always know when they have bred an omega.

Hydra is going to love having such a fertile omega, new blood for the breeding programme.”

Once his knot has gone down enough to withdraw, he threatens the omega with a strapping if he moves, he wants to keep his seed inside the boy for a few hours, there was always a chance of a second egg being fertilised. The omega was a sight, pale skin bruised and scratched, thighs coated in slick and cum, he could smell the blood from the cuts on his hands and knees, reopened by the rough material of the blanket.

Once he was dressed and the bike packed, he went back inside to collect the omega. The night was cold but dry, the boy would just have to put up with it, he needed to get used to wearing no clothes, Hydra didn’t pamper their whores, easier to fuck the bitches if you just had to pull out their butt plugs. He cut the zip ties and hauled the omega over his shoulder; he had an idea for getting some use out of the bitch whilst he rode to the next stop for the day.

Tony whole body hurt by the time they pulled into the backend of a motel block; the assassin had kept him knotted all night, his arms and legs zipped to the bike, his body slumped over the fuel tank. He could feel the burns on his skin from the heat of it, he knew his wrists and ankles were bleeding, not that the cold alpha cared.

Winter tucked himself away, leaving the boy, tied to the motorcycle whilst he collected the key, Hydra had made sure in advance that there were no security cameras working and that the old man watching the desk was paid off to turn a blind eye to anything that went on whilst he was staying. Winter wasn’t going to take the chance of him talking, he’d be dead before they left tonight. Key tucked in his pocket he decided it was time to find some food once he’d secured his little bitch inside the room.

Tony stared at his reflection in the mirror above the bed, he looked nothing like the teen of two days ago. His heart hurt at the thought of his dead mother, but not so much for Howard, his father had never cared about him, or spent time with him after he presented as an omega, it didn’t matter that he was incredibly intelligent, Howard had just said there was no point in educating a future knot slut. Maybe he had been right, as horrible as his situation was at this moment, he couldn’t stop thinking about how many orgasms he’d had throughout the night, caught on the assassin’s knot. His stomach was swollen with cum, his nipples red raw from friction burns, the skin on his wrists bleeding and bruised, his body littered with scrapes and bruises, deep purple and black around his hips, the outline of fingers clearly visible.

He knew that he should just get off the bed and run as fast and as far as possible, maybe even hotwire the bike or disable it, but he just lay staring at his reflection, remembering the feel of the alpha’s metal hand squeezing his neck as he ordered him to lay on the bed and not move until he returned. So here he is, being a good little whore and waiting for his alpha assassin to come back and knot his greedy, empty hole.

The end.

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Chapter 6

Bucky/Tony

Tony smirked as he brushed past Steve to get to the coffee machine, he knows he looks and smells good. Even after a 3-day engineering binge, his messy hair, tan skin, ratty jeans and crop top, have the good captain emitting a burst of alpha pheromones. He feels his hole clench, slick dampening his panties, as his cocklet chubs up, a burst of omega pheromones merging with Steve’s.

He knows nothing will ever come of it, Steve is old fashioned and has made it clear that he finds Tony unsuitable as a mate, he wants a traditional omega, a submissive who will always obey him and give him hoards of children. Tony is the antithesis of that, independent, intelligent, a proponent of omega rights and under no circumstances wants to be bred. It doesn’t mean that he’s not attracted to Steve, and that the alpha isn’t to him, it’s just that neither of them are willing to break the uneasy truce they had developed between them, but Tony does love to play games and push the captain’s buttons.

Steve inner alpha howled, wanting nothing more than to slam the omega over he table and fuck all the attitude out of him. Bit it wasn’t the time or the place; he just needed to keep his cool until Bucky was healthy and free of the trigger words. Stark had no idea that Bucky had killed his parents and that Steve had used his money and resources to find him and bring him in. Stark had worked with the doctors and physiologists, using BARF, to treat Bucky and had even designed and built him a new arm. Bucky was just waiting for the all clear from his doctors so he could move into the Tower and become an Avenger.

“Good morning, Cap, I don’t suppose you want to whip up another batch of your delicious pancakes, I haven’t eaten in days. Pepper is a slave driver and wanted all the updates done to the new Stark phone.

See, I am practically fading away, gonna have to buy some smaller jeans at this rate.”

Tony ran his fingers round the loose waistband of his jeans, pushing them down to show his lace clad hips, laughing at Steve’s red face. He could see that Steve’s hands were clenched by his sides, the alpha battling to restrain himself. Just to rile him up even more he took a sip of his coffee and let out sinful moan, with and with a sway of his hips sashayed out of the kitchen to slump on the couch in the communal lounge.

Steve’s protective alpha instincts meant that he cooked the the omega his dam pancakes before leaving for his gym session. He took out his frustration on one of Stark’s special punch bags and then the omega cleaner that happened to cross his path when he went into the locker room to shower. The young man wouldn’t say anything, to scared of losing his job and anyway who would believe that Captain America would force himself on an omega. It still thrilled him now to be able to subdue and fuck petite omegas, whenever he wanted. It was a far cry from his pre serum days when he had to fight off other alphas, who thought he was an omega and free to be fucked. Once he’d been given the serum, he’d spent his leaves finding everyone of them from his old neighbourhood and beating the absolute shit out of them.

Bucky and he had always been close friends, even more so after he became Captain America and they fought together. He had never believed that Bucky was really dead, after he had rescued him and the other men, he could see the signs of the changes made to him, even if they were minimal. After his encounter with the Winter Soldier, and discovering it was Bucky, he spent all his free time trying to find him with the help of Sam and Natasha. They had all agreed not to tell Tony about his involvement in his parents' death, all of the same opinion that the omega would react badly and become hysterical and try to find and kill Bucky. Also, they needed his money and resources to carry on with their search. To this day Tony didn’t know, and that’s they way it would be, Steve could not risk him retaliating and hurting Bucky.

Tony wasn’t in the Tower when Bucky took up residence, he was away on a business trip and only returned two weeks later. He was exhausted and jet lagged and just wanted a shower and to collapse in his bed and sleep. He knew that there would be no food in the penthouse, so he stopped on the Avengers floor to scavenge some leftovers, it was two in the morning, so he didn’t expect anyone to be around.

Bucky watched as the omega ambled into the kitchen and started rummaging around in the fridge, humming to himself as he placed takeout cartons on the side, before delving back in, to retrieve a can of soda. The omega smelt good, his ass a thing of beauty as he bent over, his suit trousers showing it off to perfection. Tony Stark in the flesh had his cock hard as a nail, within seconds, the photos and videos he’d seen really didn’t do him justice.

“Hello doll, been waiting for you to get back, come on over here and give me a kiss, let me welcome you home properly.”

“For fuck's sake, what the hell are you doing sitting in the dark at this time of the morning?

I don’t need this kind of shit, why the hell didn’t Steve tell me you had been cleared and already moved in?”

Bucky grinned as he backed the omega up against the counter, bringing his arms down on either side of him to block any chance of escape. He towered over the petite omega; and could already scent his burgeon distress.

“Aww don’t be scared doll face, Bucky is going to take such good care of you. Give you what you really need and what I want.

Do you know what that is darling?”

“N.. no, let m..me go Bucky!”

Bucky ran his hand up Tony’s chest, titanium fingers tracing his nipples through the silk shirt, then spreading out around Tony’s delicate neck, forcing him to look up. He leant down to kiss the omega’s upturned face, ravaging his plump lips and biting along his jawline and the of skin of his bare neck. He paid special attention to the small raise mounds of his omega glands, sucking and nipping them with his sharp teeth. Pressing up against the omega’s body his cock rutting against Tony’s stomach, he could feel the omega trembling, his small hands trying desperately to push him away.

“Naughty omega, you didn’t get to attack your alpha, now I am going to have to punish you.”

“F..fuck off, you b..bastard. Jarvis initiate, alpha intervention protocol immediately.”

Tony gasped in pain as he was roughly flip round and slammed face down over the counter, the cool air hit his bare skin when Bucky ripped off his trousers and shirt, leaving him in just his red silk thong.

“Jarvis cannot help you right now doll face, took me a bit of time but he is going to be off-line for the next 24 hours.

Now this is going to hurt, but you cannot attack an alpha and expect to not be punished. This is the problem with you modern omegas, no respect or desire to serve, that’s not going to happen with my mate.”

The blows reigned down on his back and behind, until he was screaming in agony, but he refused to break and submit, even though he desperately wanted to, his omega nature rising up, due to the heavy scent of alpha pheromones saturating the air around him.

“Such a stubborn omega, maybe it’s not pain that will make you submit, hmmm I recon that you have never been thoroughly fucked and knotted by an alpha, probably just used dildos and one of those fancy Heat Services, with there tame alphas.”

Tony truly began to scream and struggle when he felt Bucky’s thick cock press against his pussy lips, no alpha had ever touched him there before. He’d only ever allowed his asshole to be fucked during his heats, when he used as Bucky had said, an omega heat service.

Bucky slowly pushed in, the angle wasn’t great for his cunt, probably should have gone for his ashole but it had been years since he had omega pussy. He frowned at how tight the omega was, but when his cock head met resistance against a spongy barrier, he gleefully realised that the omega was a cunt virgin.

“Oh my, Tony what a gift you are giving me, who would have thought that you were a cunt virgin.”

He laughed as the omega flinched at his words. This was a whole new ball game now, he had himself a virgin, he could claim him or just fuck him and leave him debauched and probably pregnant, as he doubted, he was on any contraceptives. The question was though; did he really want the petite omega as his mate enough to put up with all the shit that would come with it being Tony Stark. There would be a shit ton of media coverage and also did he have the patience to train him and get him to submit.

“Fuck, it’s a dilemma doll face, do I just have some fun with you, or do I make you mine and have to put up with a feisty, disobedient omega that needs a shit ton of training.

There’s also the problem that there is no one to witness our mating and confirm you were a wiling participant.

Dam! Why did you have to smell so good and be such an attractive bitch.”

Steve took the opportunity to step out of the shadows, he’d woken earlier, and realised Bucky was not in their apartment, when Jarvis had not responded he knew something was about to go down, he just hadn’t quite expected to see Stark bent naked over the kitchen counter about to be fucked. He had stayed silent wanting to see what would happen, Bucky had been fascinated by Stark for weeks, so it didn’t surprise him that he wanted to fuck him, mating though was a bit of a surprise. The more he thought about it though, it would be a perfect solution to the problem of getting the omega off the team, controlling him and keep him funding the Avengers.

“Bucky, I can stand witness, he’s obviously willing since he’s naked and presenting for you.

Go ahead, I can deal with all the paperwork, whilst you both have your bonding leave. Ms Potts will oversee the media announcement and all the legal paperwork.”

“S..Steve, no! I don’t want this; you need to stop him.”

Steve moved forward, stroking Tony’s quivering frame, his fingers massaging the small bundle of nerves at the base of his neck.

“Shhh omega, I know that you need this, it’s better this way, you will see. Bucky will be the best mate for you, he will show you how to be a proper omega, but will also let you have freedom, he had always been attracted to the sassy omegas.

Bucky, go ahead and mate him, put a few babies in his belly, that will settle him down, he won’t be able to be Iron man when he’s pregnant, so you will have plenty of time to train him.

I would have mated him if he’d gotten to far out of line, but I really want a young virgin omega that I can train, that does not come with any baggage.”

Bucky had been aware of Steve from the moment he entered the kitchen, the punk had always had a habit of watching Bucky fuck his dates before he got the serum. The skinny, sickly alpha had never had a hope in hell of getting with anyone back then. Bucky had even on occasion let him attempt to fuck his dates if he got them drunk enough, Steve had barely got his cock inside, before he was shooting his load. After the serum then had fucked their way across Europe and when on leave there wasn’t an omega or beta that was safe from the pair of them. Peggy had been a stuck-up beta, who they had soon put in her place, once she’d arrived in Germany. Colonel Peter’s and the rest of the officers turned a blind eye to Steve fucking her whenever he wanted and once Bucky got in on the act they had made her liaison to the Howling Commandos, which basically mean she was their whore and was used by all of the Howlies.

Tony was frozen in place, horrified by the two alphas casually discussing him as though he was a piece of meat. He tried to protest but Bucky shoved his wadded-up shirt on his mouth, then continued to ignore him, his cock head still pressed against his hymen.

Bucky nodded, it made sense to mate Tony now that Steve had spoken about the benefits. Plus, he rather liked the idea of a heavily pregnant omega, hanging off his knot.

“Alright Steve sounds like a plan, Tony will need some hard handling for a while, but that’s to be expected when he’s been spoilt all his life and never had to answer to an alpha. Rhodes and Pepper don’t count, they might think they get him to do what they want, but it’s never really on their terms.”

Steve moved to the side to watch as Bucky turned his attention back to Tony, slamming his cock straight through the omega’s hymen and deep into his pussy. Tony’s howls were muffled by the makeshift gag, as Bucky thrust into him, over and over again until his knot forced its way passed the tight ring of muscles and his cum flooded into the omega’s fertile womb.

“Fuck he’s tight Steve, probably gonna have to keep him well used and stretched open until his muscles learn to relax and not fight my cock.”

Bucky was relentless, he fucked and knotted Tony three times, before he sank his teeth into his bonding gland and tied them together, his alpha secretions invading the the omega’s bloodstream, locking the omega to him. It just proved the superiority of alphas that a mating bond kept the omega tied to only one alpha, but the alpha could bond with further omegas, if they wanted.

“Why don’t we move up to the penthouse, your omega looks as though he needs feeding and a rest, mating can be quite hard on them, let’s hope that he’s been bred, I want him off the team as soon as possible, he’s so disrespectful and arrogant.”

“Don’t worry Steve, his not getting off my knot until my babies are in his belly. He won’t be getting in the suit anytime soon.”

Bucky hauled Tony up by his hair, with him still caught on his cock, the omega was glassy eyed and slack jawed, his stomach bulging with cum and the outline of his hard cock. There was a trickle of blood running down his chest from his mating bite, he’d have to remember to clean and cover it later, but for now he wanted to see his claim bite. His omega’s cocklet was soft and sticky with his meagre drizzles of cum, which just went to show that omegas got off on any kind of sex, he’d have to get a suitable cage, couldn’t let his mate have orgasms without earning them.

“Great, well the others will be getting up soon, so if you don’t want them getting an eyeful of your naked omega and your cock, I would head up to the penthouse and let me tell them what’s going on.

I can go see Ms Potts and inform her of your mating, she will need to get legal to prepare the paperwork and I confirm that I witnessed the mating and that it was consensual.”

Pepper was surprised; Tony was impulsive and reckless at times but had never mentioned Bucky to her as a potential mate. He’d only met him a few times when setting up BARF and then designing and fitting his new arm. But then again, he’d always been secretive about his personal and sex life.

“Well, Captain, this will cause a media frenzy, I will need to prepare a press statement and will get legal on the paperwork, come back this afternoon and you can sign off what is needed, I can witness it, then you can take the documents up to the penthouse for their signatures, Rhodey can be their witness he’s flying in at 11am. He’s probably going to give Sargent Barnes the shovel talk but don’t worry he would be in the war machine suit.”

Bucky let Tony sleep for a couple of hours, before waking him up, with a slap to his behind.

“Come on sleepyhead, you need to get up and get ready, Rhodes and Steve will be here at later with our bonding paperwork.

I want you looking your fucked out best.”

Tony had a brief moment of confusion before his brain kicked in to gear and he remembered the events of the night before. He sprang out of the bed, making a dash for the door, shouting for Jarvis to knock out Bucky. The force of him slamming against the door, knocked the wind out of him, giving him no chance of escaping before Bucky shoved his cock into his ashole, the pain was indescribable, as the thick length forced its way deeper into his dry hole. He let out a pained gasp as his body was shoved up the door, his nipples dragging against the hard surface, his feet dangling.

“For a certified genius you are incredibly ignorant about how a mating bond works. You belong to me now doll face, you don’t get to run away, your holes are mine anytime I want them.”

“F..fuck off, you bastard, there is no way Rhodey has given his approval to this forced bonding. Just wait until I tell him what happened.”

“Omega, prepare to be fucked within an inch of your life and then I am going to beat your ass black and blue. You need to learn your place.”

Rhodey was impressed with how together Tony looked, considering the fucked-out glaze in his eyes and the subtle shifting from cheek to cheek on the sofa cushion. Thank God he’d also got rid of that dam goatee, Rhodey had always disliked it, omegas didn’t usually have facial hair, it was an Alpha wannabe affectation along with the Alpha designer suits and Alpha strut he affected.

“James, Tony is my best friend, I never thought he would find an Alpha that would be able to handle him and all his quirks, so I am delighted that he’s got you to take care of him. It’s sudden and unexpected but my boy is looking good, so I will forgive you that you didn’t ask me to bear witness.

Just know that I will be keeping my eye on you and if you are not doing right by him, I will step in.

Now let’s get these papers signed, Pepper and I have a celebration dinner planned.”

Before the papers were signed, he asked to see confirmation of Tony’s mating bite, and then because he was a traditionalist himself and suspected that Bucky was a hardline traditionalist, he asked to inspect the omega’s cum belly and pussy, to ensure full sexual intercourse had taken place.

Tony could not believe that Rhodey had actually asked to examine him, what the hell was he thinking. This whole situation was completely fucked up, he wished he could just blast the pair of them with one of his repulsers, but he couldn’t risk Jarvis. Bucky had been clear that he would have no qualms about permanently disabling his AI, if he did not behave and do as he was told. He had expected his best friend to question the suddenness of his mating, if nothing else, never would he have thought Rhodey was into all that old alpha dominant bullshit. He could not help himself, even though Bucky had warned him to stay silent.

“Absolutely not! Rhodey what the actual fuck is this macho alpha bullshit; you cannot be serious.”

Bucky hauled Tony over his lap, ripping of his trousers, exposing the pink lacy crotchless panties he’d picked out for the omega, his omega cocklet snuggly contained in a tight clear silicone sheath, his small ball sac pulled up tight behind. He proceeded to spank him, whilst Rhodey watched, noting how stiff the other alpha became the longer he spanked his omega. When he finished, he pulled him up onto his lap with his back against his chest, legs spread wide over his thighs, exposing his pussy for Rhodey to inspect.

“Go ahead Rhodes, Tony is going to be a good little bitch and behave now, aren’t you now, doll face?”

Tony could only nod his head, his backside was on fire, the stretch of his legs over Bucky’s thighs made the plug in his ass press down on his hole, whilst the rounded tip still brushed against his prostrate with the slightest of movement.

Rhodey pushed the coffee table back from in front of the sofa where Bucky was sitting, so he had room to sit down on it to examine Tony’s pussy. The omega’s plump pussy lips were glistening, the folds warm as he pushed two fingers up inside him to check that his hymen had been breeched. He chuckled as Tony let out a low moan when his thumb rubbed against his clit, fingers pressing deeper into his cunt, searching for his sweet spot.

Bucky toyed with Tony’s nipples through the thin material of his shirt, eliciting another soft moan. Between him and Rhodey’s ministrations the omega was soon moaning and panting, his pussy squirting over Rhodes fingers when they bought him to completion.

“He is very responsive, his cunt is tight and wet, I just knew he would be a squirter, Christ look at the stream of slick coming out of his ashole, even with a fat plug in it.

Sometimes I wish I had just said to hell with it and mated him when I first became Stark Industries Military Liaison Officer, the Brass wanted me to woo him, but then we became friends, still it’s for the best, you will have no trouble taming him, I still fall for those puppy eyes even now.

Once you know he’s pregnant, if you are willing, I would love to fuck him, just to satisfy an itch, I have no intention of making it any more than that or challenging you for him.”

Bucky smiled and nodded in agreement; it would be good to keep Rhodes on his side. He wondered if Pepper would want the same kind of arrangement, he was more than willing to give her that, if it meant she kept running Stark Industries, as he had no interest in doing so at all.

Tony still coming down from his orgasm, was sure he was not correctly hearing the conversation. There was no way he was being whored out, it was bad enough that his best friend had his fingers shoved in his sex, there was zero change of Tony being amenable to being loaned out for a casual fuck.

Tony hadn’t meant to say that out loud, which ended badly for him once again, with Bucky’s cock pounding his asshole whilst Rhodey’s was busy deep throating him, his naked body bent over the back of the sofa.

Steve had come in at some stage wanting to speak to Rhodey about joining the Avengers full-time, to his mortification they had carried on fucking him and discussing Rhodey’s options and the timeline for getting transferred to the Avengers. He kicked out in frustration, only to receive a hard slap to the back of his head.

“Don’t try my patience omega, you have already been punished twice this morning and if you don’t settle down you will be getting a further one, which will be far worse.”

Rhodey laughed as he shot his load down Tony’s throat, then tucked himself away.

“You best believe me that Tony’s mouth always runs away with him, he can’t help speaking his thoughts out loud. You would be better of gaging him in situations you don’t want him to speak.”

He stepped aside so Steve could take his place, grinning at the shock on Tony’s face, as Steve casually whipped out his enormous cock and fed it quickly into his mouth.

“Well, it was certainly a pleasurable meeting. I will speak to the Brass this afternoon and should be moved in by the end of the week.

I have my own rooms here already, so nothing needs to be done in that respect.”

Steve saluted the Colonel as he left, who just laughed at the absurdity of it, as Steve still had his cock rammed down Tony’s throat.

“Well, that went a lot better than I thought it would, seems as though Rhodes is not as uptight as we thought.”

Bucky carried a fucked-out Tony into the bathroom.

“Jarvis run a bath and have the temperature in the penthouse raised; my omega is going to be naked for the next few days we don’t want him getting cold.”

Bruce had Jarvis back online in a much-reduced capacity, he was limited to the Tower, whilst Bruce went through his coding and changed the parameters of his interactions with Tony. Then they would gradually bring him further back online, once Bruce had more time to rewrite his base coding to serve the Avengers. He would never have the autonomy he previously had, none of the Avengers had felt comfortable with it.

Bucky inspected Tony’s body once he’d bathed him, for a 34-year-old omega he was in good shape, with more muscle than most omegas. It was obvious he’d never had his body hair fully removed, his breasts were barely visible and his stomach if not full of cum would be flat. It would take a while to change him physically to how he wanted him, breeding him would bring about the changes quicker.

“Right first thing is to get rid of your body hair permanently, now arms out and spread your legs, this spray will remove all your body hair permanently from the next down. I will keep shaving off your goatee for now and make a decision in a few days if it’s going to be permanent.

Tony didn’t have the energy to argue; it was going to happen either way and he didn’t want another spanking. This whole thing was surreal, his body craved his alpha, but his mind had not caught up and he wasn’t sure it ever would. He didn’t think he would ever get over the fact his ability to choose his own alpha had been taken away.

“Tony you are thinking too hard about things. You need to just let go and accept that I am your alpha and know what is best for you.

It’s not hard to be a bonded omega, you just have to spread your legs or open your mouth, whenever I want you to, you are a genius so should be able to comprehend that’s all that is required of you.”

Bucky clipped his hair short, leaving a slight curl so that he could still grab a handful. He replaced the clear silicone sheathe with a smaller red one, tightening the ring around his swollen balls. He would wait a while before he introduced the sound, it would be easier when Tony stayed permanently soft, which would only take another couple of weeks of cocklet training and ball strangulation. Tony was lucky he wasn’t a Hydra omega; he would have been fully castrated and smoothed the moment they caught him, regardless of his importance.

Tony worked in the lab four hours a day to maintain the Avengers equipment, and to do upgrades on Stark Industry products. It was all the time that Bucky would allow, unless there was a lot of damage to the equipment or War Machine’s armour needed upgrades or repairs.

The rest of the time was spent with Bucky and once he was pregnant, Bucky allowed the rest of the Avengers to make use of him since he was constantly horny. By this time is cock was soft and useless, his balls full of trapped omega cum, and the sound was only ever taken out for him to pee or when Bucky milked his prostrate.

Being pregnant was not as bad as he had thought, he was fortunate that he did not feel sick or have any cravings, although Bucky did tend to make him eat rather a lot of food, which had resulted in him gaining much more weight than he had wanted. This also meant that his breasts had developed earlier in the pregnancy than normal, Bucky loved to toy with his nipples and bite the sensitive nubs, he’d even insisted that Tony wear lacy push up bras all the time with matching crotchless panties in the Tower. If the had to go out in public Bucky was a traditionalist and once he began to show made him wear omega maternity shifts, in sheer fabrics that left little to the imagination. The first time he appeared in one, the photos broke the internet, since then Bucky regularly posted photos of him and his pregnant belly on his social media accounts.

Tony put Rebecca down in her crib once he’d finished feeding her, checking that Maria was still asleep as well. James was hungry and practically drained his breasts, typical of an alpha baby, the omega girls didn’t need as much, which was just as well. Once he was sure they were all asleep he left them in the capable hands of the night nurse.

Bucky ran his eyes over Tony as he lay splayed out on the bed beneath him, he was all soft curves, with ample breasts now, his belly rounded, his pussy lips plump and glistening.

“Beautiful Tony, you are a natural breeder and mother, I am going to breed you again tonight, I want at least ten children, so be prepared to be pregnant for the next few years.

I love your soft curves and milky breasts; can’t wait to see your belly huge again.”

Bucky’s pushed his cock into Tony’s pussy, loving that he didn’t need to order his omega to spread their legs, it was instinctual now, and he never had to discipline Tony for not being prepared for him. Maybe later once he’d impregnated him, he would fuck his asshole as well and let the others play with him. Before that just because he could, he would turn his backside ruby red and whip his pussy, just to ensure that his omega didn’t get complacent and think he had any other purpose but to be his mate and breeder.

The end.

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Chapter 7

Captain Hydra/ Peter Parker

Captain Hydra sneered down at the chained omega, he really was a pathetic specimen, a bag of scrawny bones, gaunt cheeks and huge brown eyes, his hair hanging down in long greasy strands. He kicked his thighs apart, nodding when he saw that the omega’s ball had dropped off and his cocklet was well on its way to doing the same, it was a slow painful torture for a captured omega, unlike the surgical castration of a Hydra born omega which was done when they presented, the mangled stub left behind was a way of marking them as not pure bred Hydra.

“Stark are you now willing to give me the schematics to the Arc Reactor, or do you need some further persuading?”

“F.. fuck off!”

It was barely a whisper, if not for his enhanced hearing he would not have heard him. His fist connected with Stark’s jaw, with a satisfy thud, his head bouncing off the stone wall.

“Hmmm, it seems that you need some more time in the hole, but first let’s see if this will change your mind.”

He stomped his booted foot down on the omega’s toes, the crunch of broken making a satisfying noise before being drowned out by the pain filled scream coming from the omega. He crouched down so he could stare at the omega’s tear stained face and trembling lips.

“What is your answer now Stark? Think carefully or it will be another week in the hole.”

“N..no, n.. never.”

“Put him back on the hole, reduced food rations, keep him hydrated, ensure there are antibiotics in his water.

Well, that is disappointing, never mind, we will meet again tomorrow, that’s if I am not busy interviewing with my new guest that is being delivered tomorrow.”

He had a feeling that Spider Man was going to be the catalyst for getting Stark to comply.”

“Captain, Winter has returned with the new prisoner, do you want Winter to bring him to your office or leave him in your quarters?”

“Tell Winter to bring him here, then I do not want to be disturbed.”

Peter was terrified, he’d heard the rumours going round that Mr Stark had been kidnapped and was not actually injured and off Avengers duty whilst recovering. A few days ago, he had secretly followed Bucky and Sam Wilson to a warehouse down by the docks, on the assumption they had a lead on Mr Stark’s wear a-bouts. He’d lost them amongst the containers unable to use his webs to move about without being seen. The tranquilliser dart had caught him totally unawares, knocking him out within seconds. Now he was bound with cuffs that even his enhanced strength could not break and being carried over Bucky’s shoulder down a dark corridor toward a large open metal door, when he saw who was standing behind the large wooden desk, he could not help the gasp that escaped him.

“Hello Spider-Man, I have been wanting to meet you for a while now.

Winter, secure our guest to the desk, face down please, I find myself in need of some stress relief, since my other guest is unwilling to give me what I want.”

Peter thought this would be his chance to escape, he might not be able to break the cuffs but if the desk was wooden, he could break that instead. He let himself go lax as they tied him down so he would have room for a little bit of movement, he waited whilst the captain spoke quietly to Bucky, not quite understanding why Bucky was acting so strangely and why the captain was calling him Winter.

“Well let’s see who is behind the mask and why you are so interested in Tony Stark.”

Peter stayed silent, there was no way that the captain would be able to remove his suit, the nanotechnology suit only responded to his commands.

“Friday, initiate creator override codes for Spider Man’s suit.”

“Override PPsmTSimPTNB520403ERNOBSMAESPT”

Peter was shocked when his suit retracted back int its casing leaving his face naked and his body in the tight under armour body suit. His head was hauled up by his hair until he was looking at ice cold blue eyes, he trembled when fingers touched his now exposed omega glands.

“Well, this is a surprise, Peter Parker, aka, Tony’s genius level Intern, aka Spider Man. Such secrets being kept by two omegas who should have known better than to lie to me.

You will both have to be punished for your deceit. First though I am going to indulge in some much-needed stress relief, being Captain Hydra is exhausting, but so satisfying.

It pissed me off having to pretend to be Mr Apple Pie when I woke up, Hydra was a mess with no strong leadership, but at least they still had my Bucky, it took time to get all my players in place, then of course Tony had to go and get suspicious before I could get him fully under my control, so I have had to accelerate the timetable.”

Steve walked behind his desk, taking in the sight of Peter’s pert backside and muscular thighs, the thin material left little to the imagination as he traced his finger along the teen’s crack repeatedly, eliciting a full body shiver when he pressed his fingers against his cunt lips. He continued to rub and press the teen’s cunt until the fabric was soaking and Peter’s pleas for him to stop has turned into needy moans.

Peter’s screams reverberated around the room as he thrust into the omega’s virgin cunt after ripping the under-suit from the neck to his crotch. The teen was incredibly tight, definitely a virgin, which makes it all the more delicious, he grabs hold of slim hips and begins to pound Peter’ cunt until he feels his cock head batter through Peter’s virgin plug and pump his cum into his womb. He disregards the boy’s hysterical screams and pleas for him to stop, it to late anyway, he can smell the change in the omega’s scent, the boy must have been on the cusp of his heat, well a new hydra soldier was always welcome and indoctrination from birth was the best, even better if it was an omega, as Hydra’s breeding program needed a wider gene pool. In this modern era it was far more difficult to disappear omegas since they were becoming increasingly rare and now had laws protecting them. They birthed the rare prime alphas and fertile omegas where as betas only birthed norms, betas or low level alphas, which were fine as worker and lower level soldiers, alpha women were not fertile at all.

“Good bitch, no more being Spider Man for you, you are now omega, you will birth many omegas, if you birth any prime alphas you will be a spoilt breeding bitch.”

Steve spent a pleasurable two hours fucking his little spider bitch, over and over, biting and marking his neck and back, fulling his cunt with his knot as he shot load after load into his womb. He didn’t pay any attention to the omega’s sobs and pleas, mixed with busts of anger. He outright laughed at Peter’s futile attempts to break his bonds, not knowing that the desk was reinforced with the same metal used on his cuffs and only gave to appearance of wood. Honestly it was a source of great amusement when such inferior specimens thought they could outsmart him, the serum did not just enhance him physically, his IQ was higher than Stark’s, it had considerably irked him to have to play the innocent, dumb jock around the Avengers.

After tucking himself away he grabbed hold of Peter’s hair again, pulling him up so he could see his face, the omega was slack jawed with glassy eyes, a trail of drool trickling down his chin.

“Look at you all fucked out and full of cum, typical omega, not an hint of intelligence in those eyes. I think we will keep it that way until your belly is large with my babies, we would not want you doing anything stupid would we.”

He snapped a few Polaroids of the omega’s face and bruised neck, he had a feeling that certain reluctant guest would do anything to stop his protégé from being harmed any further.

He called on two troopers to take the omega down to the Banner’s lab, with orders to tell him to examine the omega to find a way to neutralise his spider abilities and study the web shooters. Once the omega was gone he showed and changed into a clean uniform before going back down to the cells.

Two years later Hydra had taken over every major government in the world, Captain Hydra moved into the White House, being his prize omegas with him. Stark was banished to the labs under Banner’s oversight, and a heavily pregnant Peter was used for stress relief by Steve’s inner circle.

The end.