A Succubus's Playground Ch. 08

Travis remained on his knees as Professor Dean walked away. Sam had been watching the couple.

"That was a good fuck! You'll only get better from here." Sam told him. Travis's cock quivered he knew it to be true.

Travis jolted as Sam spanked his ass with the riding crop again.

"Now, it's time to get you to your room," Sam said. "You'll need some rest...lots of changes are coming your way. Travis, you can get up now."

Travis had permission so he stood up, his cock still standing stiff and hard.

Sam chuckled when he noticed Travis's erection. He rubbed it.

"Damn, you definitely enjoyed sucking cock, didn't you? Don't worry, next time you'll probably be able to cum just from getting fucked."

Travis blushed. He liked being fucked. Didn't he?

Sam led Travis to a small room with a single bed and a window that overlooked the lawn outside. There was also a wardrobe in the corner and a simple chair.

"This is where you'll stay, Travis ," Sam told him. "I'll show you around the house later, once you've had some time to sleep."

Travis lay down on the bed, yawning. "I'm tired."he complained

"Yes, of course you are. You've had a big day." Sam turned to the bed.

" Travis, I'm going to use the straps. Just for your hands. We can't have you jerking off. It could ruin everything. But, I won't strap them so tightly that you can't move on the bed."

Travis was still horny and he wriggled on the bed. He could still move his arms and legs a little, but he felt the tug of the cuffs. He was painfully aware of the hardness of his cock. His hands tried in vain to reach it. He was horny and wanted to jerk off.

"Don't worry about it, you're a good slut. But, be a bad slut and you'll be punished." Sam walked over the wardrobe. He opened it and took out a fuzzy pink blanket. "Get some rest." Sam ordered. Sam spread the fuzzy pink blanket over Travis's body, making sure his feet were covered too.

He smiled evilly down at Travis. "Sleep well, my boy...for now."

Travis closed his eyes, sighing happily. He was horny but contented.

That night as he slept barely audible noises played. It was Sam speaking. The commanding voice told him, and wrote on his subconscious, that it was good to suck and good to be fucked. "Submit, to Master Sam." The tape played all night long.

While he slept, Travis had a dream. The dream was strange, he was standing before a god, a muscular god. His personal god. The god's cock is so hard. He looks down at himself to see he has a huge pair of tits covered with a tight pink cheerleading uniform, he can feel the silky pink panties barely covering his hard cock. "My master." He calls the god. "I'm here to serve you, to pleasure you."

He sees the god smile and notices he looks a lot like Sam. The god points to his hard cock. Travis understands and his mouth waters as he leans down and begins sucking on the god's huge member. Travis tries to reach down to jerk off, no, but the cuffs stop him. Travis continues teasing the god's cock with his tongue and can feel his own cock begin to tense up. Travis pulls away as the god cums in his face. As the god, who looks like Sam cums, Travis cums in his panties.

Travis woke up in the morning to wet sheets. He had had a wet dream. He would have to tell Sam about it. He didn't know why but he felt compelled to tell Sam everything. Travis waited in his restraints for Sam to come and release him. He had nothing in particular to think of. So his mind drifted towards thoughts of cocks. He wanted to be fucked by cocks. He wanted to suck thick ropey cum out of cocks. That was his purpose in life.

Eventually, Sam came in and let him lose.

"Sir, I had a wet dream last night.." reported Travis.

"Well, it's very good that you told me that Travis. It makes me VERY happy.. Do you remember your dream?" questioned Sam.

Travis said that he didn't.

"Well, in the future if you have any more wet dreams I want you to try to remember them. So I can see what's happening!" stated Sam firmly.

The command sunk into Travis and he knew that he would remember his wet dreams and tell them to Sam

"Now for some unsettling news, Travis." stated Sam.

"It appears there was a mix-up with the maid and she threw out all our clothes. Neither of us has anything to wear.

Travis looked at Sam. He was naked and his cock was hard. Travis was in a similar state.

"Don't worry about it, Sir, being naked is the natural state for all humans. If you don't mind me going naked. I don't mind you going naked." said Dean.

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Sam looked at the naked Travis. The succubus' eyes were lusty with desire. He was amazed that Travis had only been in training for one day and yet he was repeating Sam's words back to him.

"That's fine with me Travis. Let's go get breakfast now." said Sam

"Now remember Travis, you have to eat what we provide here. You can't have anything else. " said Sam. "I know Sir." said Travis. Travis was talking but his eyes were fixed on Sam's erect cock. He wanted his lips around it. He wanted to have Sam for breakfast. Travis thought that lots of gushing cum for breakfast would be wonderful.

Sam noticed Travis staring and smirked. Travis was coming along nicely. Better than expected. He gave Travis yogurt and berries for breakfast instead of Travis's usual bacon and eggs. Travis didn't complain. He was to busy dreaming of Sam's cock. It was so perfect. His own cock was getting hard just thinking of it.

Sam was happy at Travis's progress so he started giving Travis a handjob. Travis needed some stress relief and Sam was there to provide it.

"It's all ...so good...Si..rr." said Travis as he came all over the room. Travis was addicted to cum now so after he came. Travis kneeled on the floor and licked it all up. It was so delicious. Salty, warm and ropey. He wished he could have more.

"Now it's time to measure your sexual stamina Travis. We're going to go watch several porno films and I'll measure your output. Follow me into the next room." said Sam.

Travis complied and followed Sam. It was so good to obey him.

In the next room was a device that Travis had never seen before but he was very curious about it. It was a box with a thick dildo on one end.

"What's this Sir?" Travis asked.

"This is a fucking machine. You don't have enough stamina to have me fuck you yet so this machine is going to break you in. It's going to help you while you watch films. I'm going to attach this milking vessel to the end of your cock to measure the amount of sperm you produce. Do you understand that Travis?" asked Sam.

Travis was scared. "I don't know. This all seems so different. It seems a little bit weird." Travis said. Cologne filled the air again. Travis's thoughts turned cloudy.

"Remember your purpose." said Sam.

Travis's thoughts were still cloudy on this. Something about sucking and get fucked. But, he knew he could trust Sam.

"I'll let you drink whatever you produce. I'll even let you give me a blowjob after." said Sam.

That was enough to convince Travis. He would do whatever he could do to get more cum. He thought cum was so good. Travis obeyed Sam and climbed right onto the fucking machine. The sooner he got the cum the better.

"Let's get started Sir." said Travis eagerly.

Sam put a sort of milking device on the end of Travis's cock. Travis thought it felt kind of nice. It was like a light blowjob. Sam handcuffed Travis's hands over his head. He couldn't have Travis jerking off. That would ruin things.

"Time to watch the pornos Travis." said Sam.

"You're the boss, Sir." Travis said.

Sam left the room and the porno started. It was a lesbian porno. Women pleasured women. Travis had indicated in a survey that girl on girl porn was his favorite. He moaned as he felt the dildo slide inside of him. It filled him up and then slid out again. He moaned and moaned but didn't cum. This type of porn just didn't appeal to him. The film ended and he hadn't cum. He felt bad. He wanted cum.

Sam walked into the room still naked. He had a cock. It was wonderful. Travis shot a small load from just seeing Sam's magnificent cock. Soon he would be giving Sam a blowjob. Soon!

"What's wrong Travis? You didn't cum at all and you said girl on girl porn was your favorite. Arent' you just a little bit horny" questioned Sam.

"It is...or at least it was. Now porn just doesn't feel like porn unless it has cocks in it. Cocks are just so wonderful. Do you know what I mean?" Travis said..

Sam stroked Travis's balls. Travis moaned in pleasure. He wanted more from Sam.

"I know exactly what you mean." said Sam. "It's time to watch the next movie." Then he left the room.

The movie started. It was a simple story about a woman with huge breasts, being fucked by a man. Travis enjoyed it when the cock appeared but thought there wasn't enough of it. He wanted more cock and started to imagine that he was the woman being fucked by the man. That would be wonderful. He came at that thought. Not alot but a little. The movie ended. Sam's voice came through the intercom.

"What did you think of that Travis?" questioned Sam.

"It was alright. I wish it had more cocks though. I liked the woman. She got cock. I wish I could be more like her." said Travis.

"Well, then Travis, I think I have just the movie for you." said Sam.

Debbie Does the Football Team started. In this porno, Debbie a cheerleader did the entire football team. Travis loved this movie. He could just imagine being Debbie taking cock after cock. It would be so wonderful. It was everything he wanted. he tried to stroke his cock but couldn't because of the handcuffs. Travis looked over to the milking bag. It was full.

The lights came on and Sam came into the room. Sam took Travis down from the fucking machine. Travis thought his ass felt empty.

"I'm thirsty, Sir ." he complained.

Sam looked at the bag. "1/4th a gallon of semen. Very good!" said Sam. He handed the bag to Travis who greedily drank it down. Soon it was gone. It was so delicious. He wanted more.

"What did you think of that?" questioned Sam.

"It was delicious. But, it was cold. I like it warm and following." Travis said truefully. He eyed Sam's cock as he was talking.

"I said that you could give me a blowjob. I suppose you could go ahead and do that." said Sam.

Travis fell to his knees and immediately began servicing Sam. He slid his mouth up and down his thick cock. Sam's salty taste was heaven to him. He began teabagging Sam. It wasn't long before Sam came. He sprayed and sprayed and sprayed. Travis's mouth was there to drink it all down. It was wonderful.

"Sir, you know how you said to tell you if I feel funny? Well, I feel funny. My upper chest is really tender and achy. I just thought you should know." Travis said.

"Well, here's what's going on Travis. It seems that you're developing breasts and becoming more femine.. The more cum you drink the bigger your breasts will get and the more femine you'll become." said Sam.

"But, I love cum Sir. I can't get enough of it. Isn't there anything you can do?" Travis asked.

"I'm afraid not Travis but if it helps I think your upper chest is starting to look awfully sexy. It turns me on and makes me hard." said Sam.

"It does?" questioned Travis.

"Definitely, I'm aching again right now. Why don't you do something about it?" said Sam.

Travis did try to think. But, his thoughts were cloudy. Cologne filled the air. Was it normal to do this kind of stuff when helping a professor out. He couldn't remember. He was horny. He did know that Sir thought he was sexy. But, did he want to become more femine? Then again Sam did have delicious cum. Sam's cock was so wonderful.

It didn't take long for Travis to decide. Soon he was servicing Sam again. This time Sam really came and gallon after gallon poured down Travis's throat. It came so fast that Travis could barely keep up.

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