The Emenies Omega

Deadman

Colt sat on the bed watching TV for the rest of the day. He wasn’t allowed to move from the bed. Rico and Dragon fed him and watched in the bathroom. It was embarrassing to have someone watch him. He tried to talk to Dragon but kept his head down and stayed silent. While Dragon placed his tray down, Colt noticed that Dragon was missing two fingers and wondered if it was his fault.

“Are you okay?” Colt spoke again, holding his hand up to my face.

“What happened?” He yanked his hand away and glared before walking away. Colt refused to eat and lay on the bed. Everything immediately seemed weird. One minute, he was locked in a cage room; the next, he was locked in his husband’s bedroom. With heavy eyes, Colt found sleep.

A heavy slam awoke Colt from his sleep. Jumping, he found Kyng standing at the foot of the bed, growling and snarling his teeth. He yanked Colt by the foot to the edge of the bed.

“You want to touch other men… you want to have conversations with other men,” Colt stared in horror, frozen in place, as Kyng's belt landed on his stomach and a choked scream filled the air.

“Daddy, I only asked what happened… nothing else.” Colt gasped.

“You know I was holding off on breeding you, but I think you need a d**k in your ass.” Colt scrambled away, holding his stomach.

“Where the f**k are you going?” Kyng yanked him back down til his bottom was nearly hanging off the bed.

“Please, Kyng… Daddy down, I’m….Ahhh,” a gasped-filled cry in the air as Kyng dryly entered Colt without mercy. He let his rage out on the man. Colt crawled to the bed, but at his angle, he could not do anything but cry out. Kyng emptied his seed inside Colt throwing Colt on his side on the bed Kyng retrieved a plug from the dresser, attracted it into him then propped his ass upward. Kyng didn’t know him, meaning the plug would have to stay all night. With hiccup sobs, Kyng returned Colt to the cage room, tossed him to the bed, and slammed the door. Colt cried all night.

Four days later, the doctor made a house call to check on Colt; he wasn’t eating, and he cried from pain all the time.

“Doc, how is he supposed to get pregnant if he cries like a baby every time I touch him.” The doctor wanted to say something out of character but held his tongue.

“May I check his birthing canal?” the doctor asked. Kyng nodded and stood at the door with his back to the wall.

“Colt, is there a lot of pain when entering, or is it the knot?”

“I haven’t knott him…” Kyng snapped, and the doc nodded as he looked and gasped at the tearing and bleeding hole.

“I’ll need to stitch him, Sir; you should not be rough with your partner. He’ll never be able to give birth let alone enjoy intercourse with this damage.” The doc snapped, unleashing his rage.

“He's not to enjoy s*x… his only job is to have my kids.”

“Have you thought maybe insemination would work?” The doc said scratching his head. Kyng seem to be thinking about it for a minute and then agreed.

“Okay then, we’ll need a cup of your sperm, and I’ll have him taken to the care center…”

“No, he stays here. Do everything with him here.” Kyng barked. After stitching Colt and filling him with Kyng’s seed, he propped up on four pillows and was told to stay like that for 1 hour. The doctor told Kyng not to have intercourse or use plugs until the stitches came out.

Colt woke up the next day, sitting on the bed in the cage room, looking around the room. On the floor was a tray of food, a plate with steak and eggs, and a bowl of fruit. He whimpered as he tried to sit upward,

"Don't move," Kyng said, sitting on the chair at the foot of the bed. Kyng barely spoke when Colt grabbed his potty and puked in it; he cried at the sight of blood. After a call to the Doc, Kyng sat at the side of the bed next to Colt, just staring at him, crying as he puked over and over.

"Why is he so sick? He can't be pregnant already?" Kyng jerked to his feet as the door opened to the doc.

"No, but he needs to be in the hospital. Let me take him in for testing," Doc said as he drew a number for his transport van. Colt was left to the grungy and wheeled outside. Kyng glared as Doc, and a few nurses loaded Colt into the van. Hooking tubes and codes, Colt fell in and out of consciousness.

A week later, Kyng walked into Colt's room, seeing that nothing had changed with his health; Doc said that he had developed a blood infection. Doc put Colt into a medical coma for the time being until they got the infection under control. Kyng sat at the bedside, staring at Colt, rubbing his hand on his stomach, hoping that he was not pregnant because that might actually kill him. Rico and Dragon stood in the doorway, looking at each other with the same question in mind. Why?

"Rico, Dragon, we have three crates to send out tonight?" Kyng asked, and they both answered yes. Kyng kissed Colt's forehead and then patted his belly before leaving to do his work for the night. Dragon stayed behind for a moment, rubbing his hand over Colt's forehead and whispering,

"I want you to get better and fight hard." He took a needle from his pocket and injected the liquid into Colt's blood; he watched Colt's reaction for a moment before leaving. Dragon knew he was a dead man walking but would do everything he could to save Colt. He'll kill Kyng if necessary.