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It had been 3 months since Bruce bought an omega, and the Wayne pack had never been happier. Having so many alphas, (Bruce, Dick, and Jason), and only one beta, (Alfred), in the pack with no omegas was a recipe for disaster. Dick had been on the brink of moving out, Bruce and Jason were always at each other's throats, and Alfred was at his wits end always having to be the mediator for everyone. When the Drakes mentioned that their son, Timothy, had presented as an omega and they were looking for a buyer, Bruce wrote a check on the spot.
After Tim settled in, they began his training. The Wayne pack had since gotten into a comfortable routine. In the morning, Alfred laid out breakfast for everyone. They all ate together in the dining room now, a tradition that started when Tim joined the pack. Tim’s chair at the table was one designed specifically for omegas. There was a small dildo attached to the seat, just long enough to be bothersome while Tim was eating. The chair had leg restraints that could be used to keep an omega seated, but Tim was so well-behaved they had never needed to use them.
Bruce usually carried Tim from his bed to the dining room in the morning, always guilty of spoiling the omega. While Dick and Jason loaded up their plates, Bruce would gently seat Tim on the dildo, savoring the little gasp and whine Tim always let out as he was penetrated. They ate together as a pack, everyone chatting and Tim occasionally rocking himself back and forth on the dildo.
After breakfast, Tim helped Alfred with various household tasks, learning how to maintain the manor and its grounds. Alfred was glad for the company, and Tim enjoyed his time with the beta. Oftentimes they would finish the day’s tasks early, and the two of them would enjoy a game of chess together in the sunroom. When it was time for Alfred to start preparing lunch, he would take Tim into Bruce’s office.
After he bought Tim, Bruce started working from home. Training a new omega properly was an important part of ensuring a healthy pack dynamic, so everyone at Wayne Enterprises had understood when Bruce made the announcement. Now, while Bruce took phone calls and did paperwork in his office, he had Tim on his knees with his mouth around Bruce’s cock. The alpha set up a little nest of cushions and blankets under his desk just for Tim, wanting the omega to feel safe and comfortable while warming his cock.
When Alfred announced lunch, Bruce would give Tim a little tap on the head, letting the omega know to start sucking. Tim had become proficient in cock sucking early on in his training. The omega had a natural talent for it, something that Bruce took great pride in when discussing his new omega with other people. Tim would suck Bruce’s cock until the alpha came down his throat, then they would both go join the rest of the pack for lunch.
After lunch, Dick and Jason would take Tim down into the Batcave with them. Bruce had installed a breeding bench by the training mats, so Tim could be safely secured there while Dick and Jason sparred together. Fighting always made the alphas horny, and in between bouts they would take turns fucking Tim. Dick tended to prefer Tim’s mouth, stroking the omega’s hair and praising him while he thrust his cock down Tim’s throat. Jason preferred fucking his cunt, and Tim often ended up spit roasted between the two alphas, being jerked back and forth.
By the time Dick and Jason were done training together, Tim was usually splattered with cum and shaking from exertion. Jason always volunteered to carry Tim upstairs and give him his bath, while Dick went to let Bruce know that Tim was almost ready for his next lesson.
Jason had a habit of indulging himself when giving Tim a bath, fingering the omega and sucking on his tits until Tim was whining from the overstimulation. While not necessarily a part of his lesson plan, it was a good reminder for the omega that his alphas could use him whenever they wanted to. Jason loved making Tim cum, relishing the feeling of the omega clenching on his fingers as he shuddered through his orgasm, babbling thanks to his alpha. Tim was such a sweet omega, he always thanked his alphas whenever they made him come, even though that wasn't one of their pack’s rules.
All three alphas gathered in the den for Tim’s next lesson. This one was particularly hard for the omega, and they liked to support him as a pack. Young omegas were extremely tight and had to be trained to take bigger cocks. Bruce bought a wide assortment of omega training dildos, and was gradually training Tim to take bigger sizes. Dick would lay down on the couch and pull Tim down to lay in between his legs, so Tim’s head was resting against Dick’s chest. Bruce would pick out the dildo for that day and hold it up to Tim’s mouth, making the omega kiss it and lick it until it was slick with spit. When the dildo was wet enough, Jason would hold Tim’s legs open while Bruce slowly inched the dildo inside Tim’s cunt.
Tim would always try his hardest to be obedient, but his pussy being stretched further than ever before often made the omega panic, his legs trying to snap closed. Jason kept count of how many times he felt Tim pull against him, and remembered that number for later. Once the dildo was fully seated in Tim, they would turn the TV on and watch a movie together as a pack, Tim sniffing back tears while his alphas pressed kisses into his skin, trying to comfort him.
When it was time for dinner, Tim’s chair was modified so that the dildo attached to it went in the omega’s ass instead of his cunt. Tim tended to squirm uncomfortably throughout the meal, not enjoying the feeling at all. Tim’s misbehavior always increased later in the day, when he was tired from all of his earlier lessons. Bruce thought the sight of the petulant omega wriggling was adorable, but Alfred was more old fashioned and would smack Tim across the cheek whenever he passed by the table and saw the omega fidgeting.
After dinner, they would all go down to the Batcave so the alphas could get ready for patrol. Tim was strapped back into the breeding bench, this time with a vibrator attached to his clit. Bruce, Dick, and Jason could all control the vibrator with a remote while on patrol, so they could feel connected to their omega whenever they missed him.
Although, this often led to one of them turning the vibrator on, getting distracted by something on patrol, and forgetting to turn it off until Alfred alerted them to Tim’s distress. There were many times the poor omega had been forced to cum until it was painful, his clit red and inflamed from the torture. Alfred had strict instructions to not intervene until he thought it was cruel for the omega. However, Alfred’s barometer for cruelty for omegas was high, and Tim was often screaming and begging for help before the beta would calmly ask the alphas over comms if he should turn the vibrator off.
When the alphas returned from patrol, they took Tim upstairs to his bedroom. Bruce had gutted one of the guest rooms when he bought Tim and had it redone to be more suitable for an omega in training. The door was removed so all the alphas in the home could have easy access to the omega, and the bed was outfitted with different types of restraints so they could maneuver Tim into whatever position they wanted. The only chair in the room had a dildo attached to the seat, and there was no wardrobe, forcing Tim to have to ask one of his alphas for clothes if he wanted them.
When they were all gathered in Tim’s room, Bruce asked Jason for the number of times the omega misbehaved during his stretching lesson earlier, and Dick would volunteer other instances during the day where Tim had slipped up. The younger alphas would help Bruce restrain Tim, laying the omega on his back, his hands attached to the headboard and his legs bent back as far they could go, putting his pussy on full display.
Once Tim was properly restrained, Bruce would let him know the number for the night, then start spanking Tim’s pussy. Bruce never held back during this punishment, no matter how hard it was to hear his omega scream and cry. Being properly punished at the end of the day was an important part of an omega’s training, and even though Bruce spoiled Tim at other times, he took this lesson very seriously. Many of Bruce’s strikes landed directly on Tim’s sore clit, making the omega shriek with pain.
When his punishment was over, Dick and Jason would kiss Tim goodnight, then leave him alone with Bruce. If the omega had been good that day, Bruce would let him out of the harsh restraints used for his punishment. On these days, Tim was allowed to sleep with only a collar and chain attaching him to his bed. On days the omega was bad, he would be left in his punishment position until the morning. Thankfully, Bruce had only had to do that once, on a day where Tim had accidentally kicked Jason during his stretching training.
Once the omega was settled in bed, Bruce would kiss him goodnight, then retire to his own room. The pack members would each get their rest, until morning came and their routine started all over again.