You Belong To Me-Chapter 3
By the time morning came Dean's blindfold was soaked with his tears from the pain. He could barely breathe, let alone attempt to sleep. Unable to even move his muslces just a tiny bit he spent the night making muffled groaning noises while quietly crying, hoping that Sam would hear and show mercy. Though a part of him was afraid that Sam would be upset by this cry for help and have him punished. He heard Sam slowly rise from his bed. He tried to rotate his hips, but it was impossible to do so. He heard Sam moving towards him and dared to groan.
"I know, boy," Sam whispered softly into his ear. "I know it hurts. You won't have to bare it much longer, though." Dean began to weep, but this time with gratitude. Slowly Sam took off the blindfold and stared straight into Dean's tear filled eyes. He then leaned forward and kissed the tears that were rolling down his cheeks. "It'll be over soon," he promised as he undid the bondage.
Dean pratically collapsed onto the floor. He crawled out obediently. He couldn't risk punishment. Sam smiled at him and rubbed his head affectionatly.
"You've been so good," he breathed into Dean's ear. "So very good, and now it's time for your reward." Dean hung his head, not daring to hope. Sam knelt to his level and slowly took the weight off of his swollen penis. He sobbed in relief. His body shuddered when Sam removed the clamps that was down there as well as the cock ring. Dean was shocked. This was the first time the cock ring had ever been removed from him. He had grown so used to it, it felt strange without it.
Than to his even greater surprise Sam began to gently move his hand up and down his cock. Dean was confused, shocked, and grateful at the same time. Most of the time during his captivity his penis was rock hard. Sam hated seeing it go soft. Only when it got critical and painful, like this time, would Sam allow him relief. But Sam had never given it to him. His demons always were the ones to the job. Dean hated the idea of them helping him, giving him something he desperatly needed, but during those times he was in no condition to complain.
He moaned behind his gag and Sam smiled at the response.
"That's it," he said as he pumped the cock harder. "A master always knows what his pet needs, don't they? You were so good, for baring such pain. I'm so proud of you Deany." And than more shock filled Dean when Sam's mouth suddenly covered his penis.
He closed his eyes. When was the last time that Sam pleased him like this? It was before he was evil, of course. Dean used to love it when Sam would suck his cock. Memories of their love making from the past resurfaced. He moaned and closed his eyes as Sam sucked harder, and harder, and harder. And finally he came into Sam's mouth. He was surprised, yet again, to see Sam swallow it as he pulled away from him and smiled. Dean wanted to smile back but the gag prevented it. He wanted to thank Sam, but also tell him that it wasn't enough. His penis still hungered for more.
Sam nodded.
"I know, you want more; don't you?"
Dean twisted his hips in response and he smiled at that.
"I thought as much. Now you know you can't enter me, right?"
Dean looked confused, unsure what he meant.
"If I let you be on top that will take away some of my control," Sam explained. "And we can't have that, now can we? But of course, that doesn't mean you can't enter someone else."
Dean froze, unsure of whether or not he liked where this was going.
Sam pressed something that was in his pocket and minutes later one of his demon followers entered the room. It wasn't one of the ones that had used him the night before. But the body it was inhabiting was a handsome one, Dean couldn't deny that. But still, he wasn't sure if he liked the idea of Sam giving him someone else to use. What he really wanted was to be on top of Sam once more. And it pained him to realize now, because of Sam's little speech, that that would never happen.
Sam smiled at him as the demon stood there.
"Take off your clothes, go to the bed and bend over," he suddenly snapped to his follower who quickly obeyed. He looked at Dean. "Would you like to fuck him, pet?" Dean knew what rarity this was, being asked if he wanted something. Being given a reward. So quickly he nodded, even though he was still wrestling with the idea inside of his head.
"Than take him," Sam said, gesturing to the demon. "You can be as rough as you like." Dean knew he would be foolish if he showed hesitation so quickly he went to the demon in front of him. He was still gagged, why did he need his mouth after all, and the clamps were still on his nipple; not to mention the dildos still shoved in his ass, but for once his penis was actually free.
His cock was already growing hard again. Without trying to think about it too much he shoved it inside the demon's anus, or more so the anus of the person the demon was possessing, and galloped hard-not caring who was under him now; just relieved to be able to be on top once more. To be able to do this again. To have some control, no matter how small it was.
Finally he came and sighed behind his gag, his body consumed in jerking motions until he bacme utterly still. Than he slid his cock out and the demon sighed. Sam smiled at him and lifted his chin to look into his eyes.
"Was that good, boy?" He whispered and Dean quickly, and truthfully, nodded. On sudden impulse he knelt down and attempted to kiss Sam's feet as a way of showing thanks. Sam laughed at that gesture, but than said sharply to the demon.
"Get dressed and leave. You are no longer needed here." Quietly, too terrified to disobeye, the demon did just that.
Sam and Dean were alone again finally. Sam's smiling face returned serious.
"Now you've had your reward let's get this back to normal, shall way?" He went over to the weight and the clamp and the cock ring. Dean stiffled a groan. He should have known his relief wouldn't last very long. Quickly Sam slapped his cock a few times-forcing it to grow hard again-and slipped the weight back on as well as the clamps and the ring. Dean's penis no longer felt free. Than Sam checked to make sure the collar was still latched tight, that was something that stayed on at all times as well. Finally he removed the dildos, slowly and carefully of course. Dean sighed, relishing how free his anus felt at the moment.
"Seeing you take him, and sucking your cock, boy," Sam whispered. "It made me want to take you even more than usual." He kissed the part of Dean's lip that was around the ball that was used as a gag. He tugged at the leash to force Dean to follow him towards the bed. Dean expected this, and didn't mind so much now that his cock wasn't as tortured as it was before. It was hard again, yes, but no where near the state it was at the night before.
Without being told he laid on the bed and softly sighed as Sam roughly entered him, galloping him hard like he did with the demon a few minutes ago. He groaned as the galloping got harder and faster, harder and faster, harder and faster-Sam's hand gripped around his penis-when finally Sam came. Both sighed at the same time as Sam pulled himself out of Dean and collapsed on the bed next to him.
"I don't know what you do, but you do something to me," Sam said quietly as he took off the gag. "I can't explain it, but I find myself falling more and more in love with you by each passing day. You're so much more than just my pet, you know that right Deany? So much more."
Dean laid there, unsure of what to say and what to think. He loved and he hated it when Sam was kind and tender like this. It sometimes made it harder for him, for it was almost as if the old Sam was still inside somewhere-desperatly trying to get out. And yet these moments made up for some of the suffering. For some of the pain that he had gone through. Not all, but some.
And slowly Sam leaned over to give him soft sucking kisses which he was surprisingly eager to return. For the next few minutes the two just laid there, their lips touching each other and their tongue in the other person's mouth. For the moment everything else seemed unimportant. The only thing that mattered was to kiss him and be kissed by his master...
"I know, boy," Sam whispered softly into his ear. "I know it hurts. You won't have to bare it much longer, though." Dean began to weep, but this time with gratitude. Slowly Sam took off the blindfold and stared straight into Dean's tear filled eyes. He then leaned forward and kissed the tears that were rolling down his cheeks. "It'll be over soon," he promised as he undid the bondage.
Dean pratically collapsed onto the floor. He crawled out obediently. He couldn't risk punishment. Sam smiled at him and rubbed his head affectionatly.
"You've been so good," he breathed into Dean's ear. "So very good, and now it's time for your reward." Dean hung his head, not daring to hope. Sam knelt to his level and slowly took the weight off of his swollen penis. He sobbed in relief. His body shuddered when Sam removed the clamps that was down there as well as the cock ring. Dean was shocked. This was the first time the cock ring had ever been removed from him. He had grown so used to it, it felt strange without it.
Than to his even greater surprise Sam began to gently move his hand up and down his cock. Dean was confused, shocked, and grateful at the same time. Most of the time during his captivity his penis was rock hard. Sam hated seeing it go soft. Only when it got critical and painful, like this time, would Sam allow him relief. But Sam had never given it to him. His demons always were the ones to the job. Dean hated the idea of them helping him, giving him something he desperatly needed, but during those times he was in no condition to complain.
He moaned behind his gag and Sam smiled at the response.
"That's it," he said as he pumped the cock harder. "A master always knows what his pet needs, don't they? You were so good, for baring such pain. I'm so proud of you Deany." And than more shock filled Dean when Sam's mouth suddenly covered his penis.
He closed his eyes. When was the last time that Sam pleased him like this? It was before he was evil, of course. Dean used to love it when Sam would suck his cock. Memories of their love making from the past resurfaced. He moaned and closed his eyes as Sam sucked harder, and harder, and harder. And finally he came into Sam's mouth. He was surprised, yet again, to see Sam swallow it as he pulled away from him and smiled. Dean wanted to smile back but the gag prevented it. He wanted to thank Sam, but also tell him that it wasn't enough. His penis still hungered for more.
Sam nodded.
"I know, you want more; don't you?"
Dean twisted his hips in response and he smiled at that.
"I thought as much. Now you know you can't enter me, right?"
Dean looked confused, unsure what he meant.
"If I let you be on top that will take away some of my control," Sam explained. "And we can't have that, now can we? But of course, that doesn't mean you can't enter someone else."
Dean froze, unsure of whether or not he liked where this was going.
Sam pressed something that was in his pocket and minutes later one of his demon followers entered the room. It wasn't one of the ones that had used him the night before. But the body it was inhabiting was a handsome one, Dean couldn't deny that. But still, he wasn't sure if he liked the idea of Sam giving him someone else to use. What he really wanted was to be on top of Sam once more. And it pained him to realize now, because of Sam's little speech, that that would never happen.
Sam smiled at him as the demon stood there.
"Take off your clothes, go to the bed and bend over," he suddenly snapped to his follower who quickly obeyed. He looked at Dean. "Would you like to fuck him, pet?" Dean knew what rarity this was, being asked if he wanted something. Being given a reward. So quickly he nodded, even though he was still wrestling with the idea inside of his head.
"Than take him," Sam said, gesturing to the demon. "You can be as rough as you like." Dean knew he would be foolish if he showed hesitation so quickly he went to the demon in front of him. He was still gagged, why did he need his mouth after all, and the clamps were still on his nipple; not to mention the dildos still shoved in his ass, but for once his penis was actually free.
His cock was already growing hard again. Without trying to think about it too much he shoved it inside the demon's anus, or more so the anus of the person the demon was possessing, and galloped hard-not caring who was under him now; just relieved to be able to be on top once more. To be able to do this again. To have some control, no matter how small it was.
Finally he came and sighed behind his gag, his body consumed in jerking motions until he bacme utterly still. Than he slid his cock out and the demon sighed. Sam smiled at him and lifted his chin to look into his eyes.
"Was that good, boy?" He whispered and Dean quickly, and truthfully, nodded. On sudden impulse he knelt down and attempted to kiss Sam's feet as a way of showing thanks. Sam laughed at that gesture, but than said sharply to the demon.
"Get dressed and leave. You are no longer needed here." Quietly, too terrified to disobeye, the demon did just that.
Sam and Dean were alone again finally. Sam's smiling face returned serious.
"Now you've had your reward let's get this back to normal, shall way?" He went over to the weight and the clamp and the cock ring. Dean stiffled a groan. He should have known his relief wouldn't last very long. Quickly Sam slapped his cock a few times-forcing it to grow hard again-and slipped the weight back on as well as the clamps and the ring. Dean's penis no longer felt free. Than Sam checked to make sure the collar was still latched tight, that was something that stayed on at all times as well. Finally he removed the dildos, slowly and carefully of course. Dean sighed, relishing how free his anus felt at the moment.
"Seeing you take him, and sucking your cock, boy," Sam whispered. "It made me want to take you even more than usual." He kissed the part of Dean's lip that was around the ball that was used as a gag. He tugged at the leash to force Dean to follow him towards the bed. Dean expected this, and didn't mind so much now that his cock wasn't as tortured as it was before. It was hard again, yes, but no where near the state it was at the night before.
Without being told he laid on the bed and softly sighed as Sam roughly entered him, galloping him hard like he did with the demon a few minutes ago. He groaned as the galloping got harder and faster, harder and faster, harder and faster-Sam's hand gripped around his penis-when finally Sam came. Both sighed at the same time as Sam pulled himself out of Dean and collapsed on the bed next to him.
"I don't know what you do, but you do something to me," Sam said quietly as he took off the gag. "I can't explain it, but I find myself falling more and more in love with you by each passing day. You're so much more than just my pet, you know that right Deany? So much more."
Dean laid there, unsure of what to say and what to think. He loved and he hated it when Sam was kind and tender like this. It sometimes made it harder for him, for it was almost as if the old Sam was still inside somewhere-desperatly trying to get out. And yet these moments made up for some of the suffering. For some of the pain that he had gone through. Not all, but some.
And slowly Sam leaned over to give him soft sucking kisses which he was surprisingly eager to return. For the next few minutes the two just laid there, their lips touching each other and their tongue in the other person's mouth. For the moment everything else seemed unimportant. The only thing that mattered was to kiss him and be kissed by his master...