I take a seat next to a man in a grey suit similar to mine as a Beta male walks in and steps behind the podium at the front of the room.
“Welcome to orientation, Alphas. My name is Ken and I will be walking you through orientation today. We are excited to welcome you to the program and explain exactly how the process works here at Heat Haven. We’ll also go over the policies put in place to protect both you and our Beta and Omega members.”
A PowerPoint presentation starts at the front of the room; showing the different tiers of the membership and unsurprisingly, not showing the dollar amount associated with them. I suppose it’s a little uncouth to let your members know exactly how much you are gouging their pockets.
“As you know, there are multiple membership levels here at Heat Haven. For Alphas, there is Bronze, which allows you to take part in one heat per quarter. Silver, which is one heat per month. Gold, which allows two heats per month. Lastly, Platinum, which has no restrictions on how many heats you can participate in. While these memberships dictate how many heats you may engage in, it truly depends on how many Omegas you are ultimately matched with.” I went with Silver because I thought anything beyond that was a little too desperate on my end. Besides, there’s no way I could get that much time off work.
The screen flashes with the questionnaire that I filled out last night. To say the questions were beyond personal would be an understatement. The questions range from your general sexual preferences to any and every kink you can possibly think of.
“When you signed up for your membership, you were given a questionnaire. These are used to suggest matches between our Alpha, Beta and Omega members. Ultimately, though, the decision lies in the Omega’s hands. Omegas choose who they would like to be involved in their heat, as well as how many individuals they would like to participate. As an Alpha, you also decide what your comfort level is when it comes to what you are willing to participate in.”
I put my comfort level at two other Alphas and maybe a Beta or two. Even that amount sounds daunting, but I think I can handle it. Also checked no to having anything put in my ass. Checked yes to putting myself in other people’s ass.
“While most of our Omega members are completely unbonded, that is not always the case. We do have Omegas who come to Heat Haven because they do not have the necessary amount of partners needed for their heat. In this case, most Omegas choose to bring their bonded partners. If you are uncomfortable being with an already bonded pair, you would have needed to fill that out on our questionnaire. You can change anything on your file when it comes to your personal preferences at any time.”
The screen shows a two-way mirror and what looks to be one of the nests in the facility. This part about the process probably bothers me the least, which is having a moderator watching you fuck. If anything, the thought of being watched has always turned me on.
“During your heat session, there will be a moderator, whom you will not be able to see. This is to ensure everyone's safety. This includes making sure everyone is following their hard limits, as well as making sure no bonding happens during the heat. Other aspects of safety include STD screening as well as check-ins during the heat to make sure everyone is comfortable.”
The next image is of a couple cuddling in a large comfy bed. It shockingly leaves me longing. The need for companionship has been overwhelming as of late. God, I feel like such a loser. I quickly compartmentalize my emotions and focus back on the presentation.
The moderator continues speaking. “Besides the sexual acts during the heat, there are other expectations of you as an Alpha during an Omega’s heat. While Omegas need a relatively large amount of sexual gratification, aftercare is also extremely important. Your Omega may ask you to cuddle or hold them in moments of lucidity during their heat. Not all Omegas need or ask this of all members taking part in the heat, but it is something to be aware of.”
The slide changes again to a beautiful couple on a date at a fancy restaurant eating dinner. The tables are lined with white table cloths, and they are drinking champagne and eating lobster. The man is smiling adoringly across the table at his date while she blushes.
“Here at Heat Haven we are more than just a business, our main goal is to provide a safe place for Omegas during their heat. In saying that we encourage engagement beyond the facility, as long as it is a mutual agreement between all parties. Before engaging in an Omega’s heat, you will meet with the Omega to see if it is a match. The initial meeting will take place within the facility. However, if you decide to take any arrangements outside of the facility, that is at your discretion. I will note that we do not cancel memberships for this reason, you are contractually obligated to pay your membership fees until the time on your contract has lapsed.”
The moderator clears his throat. “We are grateful to have you as a member, but there are some rules that you need to know that would immediately terminate your membership or put your membership on hold. First and foremost is completely disobeying hard limits set by the Omega you are matched with. We take pride in making Omegas feel safe here at Heat Haven, and ignoring their preferences could lead to your membership being revoked. Bonding is not permitted within this facility. Failing an STD panel will make you ineligible for participating in a heat. Lastly, violence is not tolerated and any acts of violence against members or faculty will lead to automatic dismissal. Now that we have all the basics covered, let's take a tour!” he claps his hands and gestures for us to leave the room and head out to the hallway. I think this guy is on uppers, cause no one is this happy at six P.M. on a Tuesday.
The big Alpha next to me bumps my shoulder. “That’s a lot of rules for fuckin’, don’t ya think?” looking over at him, he sounds and looks like a WAL-MART brand Mark Wahlberg. Dark hair and dark eyes. I’m sure most women would find him attractive, but he radiates skeevy energy.
Shrugging my shoulders. “Yeah, I guess.”
We all start getting out of our seats and heading towards the hallway. The moderator quickly draws our attention by clearing his throat.
“This floor is for pairing meetings and orientations only. The first floor and second floors are used by faculty members. The fourth floor has lounges and bedrooms used for overnight stays during heats, and all nests are on the fifth and sixth floors.”
I stand behind everyone in the hallway, waiting for the elevator. Mark Wahlberg over here takes a sip of his Dunkies and does me a once over. Fucking typical. “So what membership did ya sign up fah?”
I wish I could rewind time and get out of this situation. What if I get stuck in a heat session with someone like him? Sounds miserable. In an attempt not to be a total judgemental dick, I answer. “Silver, you?”