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I come so hard I rear up on my tippy toes. I cry out and he doesn’t try to stifle me.

Everything shrinks and expands all at the same time. I drop both hands back onto the counter and hold on while Arnie fucks me to his own completion.

And then someone pounds on the door.

12

The Room Manager

Arnold

One Year Ago

Icheck my hair to make sure that it’s perfectly in place, fixing a flyaway with my tortoiseshell comb. My ironed shirt is well tucked in and my tie is straight. I make sure my shoes aren’t scuffed. There’s not a single stray hair or lint on my coat. I shave every morning so I pass my hand over my face to ensure it’s still close.

I’m taller than most betas. I exercise and lift weights, so I’m fit like an alpha.

After I got my bachelors degree in Photography, I went back to school and certified as a professional omega caretaker. Itonly took me 18 months. I’m very proud of the job placement I got, which I got because of my class standing, as I had no connections in Cash City.

I like my job. I take it very seriously. I’m a room manager at the Kestrel Burrow Heat Clinic. I have seven omegas I care for. I’m not supposed to have more than five, but I’m really good at my job, so I’m rewarded with more work.

As a Room Manager my job is to ensure the omegas, all female at this clinic, are well taken care of. I order their nest kits and manage their inventory and cleaning schedules. I take note of all their preferences. I assess their needs and present alpha profiles for the omegas to choose partners for their heats. I do all the scheduling and communication.

The only thing I don’t do is supplement prescriptions, since a doctor does that. Everything else, it’s all on me.

Today I interview three omegas. Two on post-heat interviews, and one new omega.

Shasta, an eager young woman who was an emergency client, enters the room. She’s pretty, like most omegas. She’s 25 and has one alpha, but he was in surgery when she went into heat. She likes purple and synthetic fur. She chose Dante to help her through the heat.

“Shasta, please sit. Thank you for meeting me today.”

She smiles and sits down, my desk between us.

“Before you get out of here we just ask that you answer some questions. Most of these will go into your file for any future reference. We also use this data to improve our program. If you don’t have any questions on that we can get started.”

She nods for me to continue. She’s a little out of it from her 48 hour heat. When she came in she was really sarcastic and sassy.

“On a scale of 1 to 10, one being micropenis and 10 being two big to fit, how big was Dante’s penis?”

Shasta doesn’t even blink. “I’d say a six.”

I type in her answer in the empty field on the form.

“Dante’s cum tasted great. It sustained me very well. I didn’t feel hungry once,” Shasta explains her answer for how well she found Dante’s cum to be for managing her heat. Omegas basically eat their alphas cum as sustenance during their heat.

“He scraped his teeth on my nipples a lot. Is that how they’re trained?”

I shake my head. No, and Dante has been told to stop doing it.

But I don’t tell her that. I flag her answer so Dante gets written up.

“He blew air into my pussy. Is that even safe?”

No, and again, I’ve told Dante to stop doing that.

I’m looking forward to him getting reprimanded for being bad at sex. It’s always a joy to see an alpha get dressed down.

The dressing down is done by me, by the way.