Kinky Alpha

He was scum, and no one missed him. After my first disaster in BDSM, i decided to leave it alone, wanting pain, needing pain, and craving pain had to be pushed aside, the pain i craved that no matter what anyone did to me, i couldn’t feel.

I couldn’t allow myself to become vulnerable to anyone, wolves were not submissive and did not enjoy that bite of pain to get them off, nor did they hunt for someone to hurt them in the hope of feeling it. I didn’t know why i was different from the others in my pack, but out of fear i did not ask anyone what they experienced.

The couples i saw in the pack were always sweet together, my first time had been awful, and the guy I had shared it with had held me down as he pounded hard into mybody. The only thing i recalled liking was being held down and the fact I couldn’t feel anything as he bit me during his release, from that point my need to find pain had only grown, my wolf knew what she wanted, and so did I.

“I’m sorry, Master.”

I followed the soun