A Succubus's Playground Ch. 04

Three months passed. It had been very hard for Sam to only service Becky and jerk off. (It was a procedure that didn't make him or Becky happy.) The succubus part of Sam wanted Dean. Sam's cum had helped shape Dean into a more fuckable man with a perfect bubble butt. Tonight Sam would claim his prize. Dean would get his reward.

"Your punishment is over Dean. Three months have passed," said Sam.

He walked over to Dean and unlocked the chastity cage with his key. Then he started stroking Dean's already erect cock. Dean was such a good slut. Always ready for him.

"I'm gonna enjoy this." said Sam. His hands circled Dean's asshole.

"Enjoy what?" Dean asked. He knew he was gay. He knew he desired Sam but when it came to his experiences with men his mind turned cloudy. Was he a virgin? Had he ever been fucked before? He couldn't remember. He was horny.

"I'm going to fuck your ass." stated Sam bluntly. "You're going to love it like the slut you are."

Wh-what?" Dean asked. He tried to push away but Sam's hands were on his shoulders, holding him firmly in place. Sam had programmed resistance into Dean. Sam loved a good fight sometimes.

"Hey!" cried out Dean as his naked student held him down. The man was stronger than he was. Dean stood no chance. He decided that he should just stop fighting. Cocks were good? No, that had to be wrong. He was a man. He loved women. Pussy was his style. Women, tits, pussy. He wasn't a homo, he was a man.

Sam could sense his doubts. Three months...the man needed to become his cumdump. He had to learn what a cocksucker he really was. He spoke in his commanding voice.

"You're a good slut, Dean. Good sluts relax and enjoy. Good sluts obey and submit. Good sluts let themselves be fucked. You're a good slut aren't you Dean? " said Sam. He had used his hypnotic voice. He wanted to see Dean get fucked. Dean would look good all covered in cum.

Dean began to relax, all the worry and concern was leaving his mind. "Uh huh." he muttered. Dean knew he just had to do what Master Sam told him to do. Everything would be alright.

Dean felt Sam's hands stroke his cock and cup his ass again. Concern was still in his mind but it was being replaced by desire. Cocks were good? Sam's hands kept on stroking and kneading. Maybe this wasn't so bad. It might even feel kinda nice.

"You've got a nice ass" said Sam "Not the best I've ever seen. But, still nice. It's definitely fuckable."

"You gave me a great blowjob, three months ago, Dean. I'm looking forward to you getting even better. I'm looking forward to you becoming my cumdump!" Sam told Dean. That made Dean blush and grow hard with desire. He had pleased his Master. That was his purpose. Suck and be fucked. He was going to be a total bottom. It was his dream? Sam smacked his ass hard again. It felt nice.

Dean smiled stupidly up at Master Sam. He felt Sam's hand massaging his balls and stroking his cock. Sam's slick fingers brushed and circled his hole. Dean shuttered. No one had touched him there. He couldn't wait. He was excited for someone to claim him. His cock quivered in anticipation. He was going to become a true slut tonight.That was what mattered right? Sam's fingers kept circling his hole, getting him even slicker. Now that he was relaxing, it was starting to feel nice. There was nothing to worry about. Was there?

One finger began to push inside of him, and he gasped when it was followed by a second finger.

"You're tight," said Sam. He cackled and smacked Dean's ass.

"That's good but it's like you've never experimented with yourself or played with any toys." laughed Sam. Sam knew that he had plenty of toys and would be using them on Dean.

"Well, I know how you straight men can be." Sam laughed. "Well, formerly straight man. We'll soon train you out of that, Dean. Don't worry, Soon, you'll be an eager bottom, always ready to suck and be fucked. Soon you'll be perfect."

Dean nodded. Suck and be fucked. That was his purpose. Sam kept fondling his balls he felt himself relax further. The two fingers in his ass felt okay. A little weird, but okay. They were stretching his hole and making him even slicker. He knew it was so Sam could push his dick in there soon, but that thought didn't worry him. He just had to listen to Master Sam. Master Sam knew what's best for him.

Sam's fingers kept thrusting in and out of Dean's hole, spreading more slickness, and Dean grunted when he felt a third finger push inside. It pushed in deep, and it was starting to feel more than nice. It was starting to feel almost pleasurable. Dean felt his own cock perk up a little at the sensation. The fingers kept moving and thrusting, and surprisingly Dean found himself rocking back onto the fingers.

"See that?" Sam remarked, and he laughed. "Are you enjoying this, Dean?"

"Mmm," was all Dean said. He closed his eyes as he rocked his hips. This sensation was so nice. He was horny.

Sam looked at Dean's cock. It was hard. It was small but nice.

Dean moaned with pleasure as three thick fingers pushed in even deeper. He felt Sam's breath against his face.

"Are you ready cumslut?" Sam asked.

Dean murmured. After three months without an orgasem he would have taken one from Becky. Besides he didn't have permission to speak.

"Oh, you're definitely ready. your cock is hard and dripping.," Sam replied. He smacked Dean's ass before backing off.

Dean was panting with need and desire. His ass felt strangely empty. He needed to be fucked hard. Master Sam walked over to Dean. Master Sam was fully engorged and super excited. Dean was special. Dean was an anal virgin and it wasn't everyday you got one of those. So Dean was his to claim. After all, Sam was the Master. So Sam grew his cock two more inches to "help" Dean. The twenty-four inch cock hung between his legs.

Dean started at it in awe and trepidation. It was going inside him. . Dean's hand could barely wrap around it. Dean wanted it. He needed it. Sam caught him looking and smirked. " Just getting it lubed up before I plow your ass." That made Dean grow harder. He thought he would explode from his horniness. He wanted that cock. He loved cocks...didn't he? He couldn't remember and cloudy thoughts entered his head.

"This is all you isn't it? You've been fending off your cock-sucking desires for years. These are really all your pent up needs. I don't care what you've been repressing as long as you're a good little fuck-doll to me." Sam told him.

"You just need a real man to show you how good fucking can feel. I'm going to enjoy fucking your tight little boypussy."

Dean just nodded. Master Sam's cock was SO big. It was going to be inside of him. He had a flash of worry. It couldn't fit. It would hurt. This was wrong. He should go. Dean stood up to leave but one of Master Sam's hands was on his shoulder before he could move.

"You're not going anywhere cumslut." ordered Sam. Dean's cock quivered in anticipation. Master was going to fuck him.

"On the ground fuck-doll." said Sam.

At those words, Dean knew he was Master Sam's cumslut and fell back to his knees. He belonged on his knees. He felt the tip of Master Sam's cock push inside him. The cock was so big and so hard.

"Oh" Dean moaned. This was everything he wanted ...?

"Fuck, you're tight." said Master Sam "If only you could see yourself like this. Naked and horny. The perfect cumslut."

Dean blinked as his ass continued to get filled with his Master's cock. Master Sam kept stroking his hair. Dean looked back at Master Sam with desire. He liked being Master Sam's cumslut. Didn't he?

"Dean," Master Sam said, tapping one finger against his cheek to get his attention. "You're being a very good slut...just focus on the pleasurable sensation in your ass. Focus on what it feels like to get fucked by a real man. Focus on what it feels like to be fucked by your Master."

Dean nodded. The cloudiness in his brain eased and he gasped when Sam thrust in hard. "Ooh!" He rocked forward along with it. It still felt weird, but not bad. It might even be pleasurable.

"There you go. That's it slut." Master Sam told Dean. "Focus on those pleasurable feelings. It's SO good. You just love being dominated. "

Master Sam's cock was was different than anything Dean could picture .Master's cock was so much thicker and larger than anything he could imagine. The cock was able to go much deeper. The way the cock thrust in and out was different too. Cocks were so much better than pussy. It was better being a cumdump. His Master's cumdump. Dean knew it.

Master Sam thrust in deep again, his baseball sized balls slapped against Dean's tight ass. His next thrust was even deeper and he pressed his chest against Dean's back. "Mmm, your boypussy feels good. It's so tight. It's all mine" he murmured into Dean's ear.

Dean shivered from all the sensations he was receiving. It was all so much. He was so hard. He wanted to cum.

"Concentrate Dean, concentrate on how nice it feels. Remember how much you like it." said Sam

Dean let out a loud moan at Master Sam's next thrust. It was still strange but pleasurable. He began to rock his hips slightly with anticipation.

Master Sam laughed evilly. "You know how to move don't you? You're liking this better than you let on. Soon you'll be begging for privilege of me fucking you. Master Sam smacked Dean's ass and thrust again hard.

Dean moaned whorsily with desire and closed his eyes. He wanted to cum. Master Sam was right. It did feel good. A big cock was thrusting in and out of his ass. A man was holding him down and fucking him. It all felt good. His own cock was hard. Dean gasped with every firm thrust. It felt so different from jerking himself off, getting a blowjob or fucking a woman.

"Oh yes," Dean said. "Oh yes" He rocked backed onto Master Sam's cock. He had found the right rhythm.

"You love being gay now, don't you" Sam grunted as he kept fucking Dean. "You love getting your boypussy pounded hard."

"Yes Master" Dean moaned. All thoughts of fucking women or desiring them completly vanished from his mind. Dean's own cock was painfully hard. He had to support himself with both hands. He would have jerked off by now if he didn't need the support. Dean moaned he wanted more, he needed more. But, all to soon it ended. Master Sam thrust in hard and let out a pleasurable moan. He filled Dean's ass with thick cum.

Dean stayed where he was when Master Sam pulled out and stepped back. Master Sam left him empty except for the cum that was now starting to seep out.

"That was good," Master Sam told him. He slapped Dean's ass and walked away.

Dean was still hard. His cock ached but Master Sam told him that sluts couldn't always get what they want. Dean would have to wait. He was tempted to jerk off again but the three months of a chastity cage had taught him to behave.

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