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    His Rogue Omega: Chapter 4.


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    “I don’t want to work in the champagne room,” I regret the words the second they leave my mouth, I


    take a step back from Jeremy as he looks at me from the other side of his desk. “I’m sorry, I didn’t


    mean it.”


    “On your knees,” I start to shake as I do as he tells me and lower myself to the floor, I put my eyes


    down and spread my knees until they are as far apart as possible. I ce my hands palm up on my


    thighs and wait for him to issue whatever punishment he deems appropriate this time. “How many


    times do we have to go through this?” Jeremy’s voice rubs over me like sandpaper. There was a time


    that I loved when he made me do this but then it turned dark, much darker than I liked.


    I hear the scrape of his chair as he stands from his desk and then the clinking of the metal tells me he’s


    taking off his belt. I shiver and try to hold myself still, I know what’sing and I really wish he had


    picked something else, anything else.


    “Lean forward,” I must not move fast enough for him because he grabs the back of my head and


    shoves me down onto the wooden floor. “One of these days you are going to just do as you are told.” I


    hear the swoosh through the air a split second before the belt hits my back, I don’t cry out, I know this


    will only cause me more punishment. I bite my tongue as I feel the metal of the buckle break into my


    skin, blood fills my mouth just as I feel the blood trickle down my back. “You make me do this, if you did


    what you were told you wouldn’t have to be punished.” A second and thirdshes down just as


    hard as the first, he’s just getting started, I know these are nothingpared to


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    how he will end. A knock on the office door offers me a small reprieve and Jeremy steps back to


    answer it.


    “What?” He doesn’t like being interrupted, the person who knocked won’t even see his wrath though.


    He reserves that for me and only for


    me.


    “She’s been requested in the champagne room.” It’s Cyrus, the bar manager, he’s the only other


    person who knows how Jeremy treats me.


    “Give them a drink on the house, she’ll be out in an hour.” Jeremey ms the door closed, “now where


    was I?” I hear the swoosh of the belt as he starts to reallyy into me, eachsh makes me want to


    scream out in agony but I keep it all inside. I’ll save it until I’m alone and no one will hear me, it will be


    my own little pity party. I lose count of how manyshes he does, I wish I was in something more than a


    bra and g-string. At least a t-shirt would offer some semnce of protection, then again he would


    probably rip it from me.


    “Now I suggest you dig deep and make those wounds heal up nice and quick, you have a paying


    customer.” To this day I don’t know how Jeremy knows what I am but from what I gather he knew it


    from the day he first met me. What I thought was a chance encounter in a Seattle coffee shop turned


    out to be a calcted move by a dominant


    ar seh le.


    Jeremy walks away from me and sits back down behind his desk, I keep my eyes on the floor as I will


    my back to heal. It’s not always as fast as I would like but it’s much faster than a normal human. I don’t


    have a wolf but I do have elerated healing, so far Jeremy hasn’t hurt me to a point I haven’t been


    able to heal myself. I’m not sure how much time passes but soon Jeremy is walking back around me


    and wiping at my back, due to theck of stinging I assume my wounds have closed up and now he’s


    just getting rid of the evidence.


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    “Make that man see the moon and stars or this punishment will look like a walk in the sun.” He gives


    my head another shove to the floor just before he grabs my ck hair and pulls me up. “Now give me a


    kiss.” He doesn’t give me a chance to respond before his tongue is being shoved down my throat. I


    don’t kiss him back, I just keep my mouth open and let him have his fill. It’s over quickly thanks to the


    customer waiting and I am being pushed out of his office.


    I keep my head down as I make my way through the corridor and past the other dancers, I’m pretty


    sure they know Jeremy beats me but without marks to show they can’t prove it. And neither can I. I’ve


    thought about running a few times, when I picture it I imagine myself deep in the woods surrounded by


    trees. Maybe next to a stream I can listen to, I’ve always loved the sounds of nature andtely I haven’t


    gotten to enjoy it much.


    The club is busy tonight, it’s Friday so all the miners are here blowing their wages on women they can


    never have. That’s what Jeremy sells here, fantasy and sex, if you can pay enough money you get the


    second and if not, then you have to make do with the first. Cyrus is standing by the door into the


    champagne room, he’s wearing his normal ck cks and white shirt that barely contains his rounded


    stomach. Sometimes he wears a white wife beater but when Jeremy is in he always likes to dress up.


    “Come onss, you’re keeping him waiting.” I try to speed up as much as my stripper heels will allow


    but even after two months I still struggle to walk in these things. “He put down a credit card so you can


    give him whatever he wants.” I don’t say anything to him as he opens the door to the room and pushes


    me inside.


    The champagne room is the ce you take one of the girls when you don’t want anyone else to know


    what you’re up to. It’s a room with a


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    massive double bed, a wall of floor to ceiling windows and a two seater sofa with a low back perfect for


    bending someone over. In the centre of the room is a perfectly polished stripper pole, the soft lc of


    the room makes it feel like afortable safe ce. Hidden in the ceiling is a speaker for the music to


    be yed through and although no one has ever said it I’m almost certain there is a camera or two in


    here. It isn’t the room that makes me pause though, it’s the man sitting on the sofa. He’s got this co cky


    grin on his face, his hair looks just as ruffled and sh ag gy as always, he is so tall that his legse out


    quite far beyond the tiny sofa.


    “Hello.” I don’t say his name in case my suspicions about the camera’s is right.


    “Hello kid.” His voice washes over me like water running down a river, he sends goosebumps down my


    spine and has this way of making me feelpletely naked. Like he can see everything I have and


    everything that I am.


    “What music would you like?” Cas just shrugs his shoulders as he slides further down into the sofa cus


    hions.


    “You pick, nice and loud I think.” I nod my head as I walk over to the panel on the wall and choose


    Cherry Pie by The Warrant. As the songes on I can feel it vibrating through my body as I start to


    swing my hips and slowly walk over to him.


    “Lap or pole?” Cas just looks down at his legs that are spread open ready for me to step in between, I


    take the hint and stand between his thighs swinging my hips from side to side.


    Normally I take myself somewhere else men tally when I’m in here but with Cas I can’t seem to take my


    blue eyes from his chocte brown ones. He’s holding me captive without even touching me, I bring


    my hands up from my hips, slowly caressing the sides of my body. I’m


    moving in time with the music and most guys would have their eyes on my ti ts or even my hips but not


    Cas, he hasn’t looked anywhere but my eyes. I can’t take the intensity anymore so I turn around giving


    him a view of my as s in the red g-string.