Play In Three Acts
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Supernatural › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
6,124
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Supernatural, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Play In Three Acts
PLAY IN THREE ACTS
Title : Play In Three Acts
Author : Joxie
Pairing : Sam/Dean
Rating : NC17 Slash Dark Adult Themes AU
Summary : Dean pay’s the price for trying to leave Sam and its not pretty. Please take the warnings seriously this is a nasty little story.
Disclaimer : I do not own Supernatural, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Authors Notes : Please take the warnings seriously this story contains rape/noncon, bestiality and antichrist Sam being what he is.
Saying that and just to let you know I love Dean really, but its just to temping to do nasty things to him and I’m now going to run away and hide…………………!
PLAY IN THREE ACTS
BY JOXIE
ACT ONE
Any port in a storm any hole when you’re horny especially when you can’t have the hole you want. Fuck you Dean and I will when I find you. Antichrist by name Antichrist by nature don’t say I didn’t warn you, consorts who run get the buggering they deserve and you will.
If he won’t let me treat him well I’ll treat him rough, mark up his pretty skin bring tears to his beautiful eyes. He will learn that running is not an option and never has been for him. He’s been mine since my first breath.
ACT TWO
I’ve given him to my hell hounds they deserve a treat it can also be part of his training and I’ll enjoy the show. Chained naked on hands and knees he’s a wet dream come true. The hounds swarm around him growling and pushing at his sides sniffing at his ass, sand paper tongues licking his flesh, one leaps at him.
Paws scrabble at his hips and waist, dick jabbing at his hole breeching him as he screams and writhes under the brutal entry. Deeper and deeper the ride is single minded and violent.
A picture is indeed worth more than mere words. He is beautiful like this a fitting bitch for my hounds.
ACT THREE
He screamed himself hoarse when begging didn’t work. Now he holds himself still as the thirteenth and last hound reams his ass as vigorously as the first. Only flinching as it cums with a powerful thrust yelping its full blooded pleasure. With no care and less thought it removes it’s self from his body and goes to find its pack mates.
The chains fall from Dean’s wrists and ankles “Come here” I order.
He crawls towards me his head hung low his movements painfully slow. Wincing he kneels before me my hand tangles in his hair forcing his face into my crotch.
“Tell me you’d prefer one of my hell hounds” I wait.
He shakes his head and rubs his face against my hard dick “Get on the bed and I’ll let you prove it” I can be merciful when he surrenders.
I release my hold on his hair to let him crawl towards the bed. Giving me a view of red stained cum seeping from his hole running down his thighs. His raw beauty strikes me again and I follow him pulling off my clothes kicking free my shoes.
He climbs onto the bed lies flat on his back; legs spread wide, arms over his head, fingers twisted in the bed linen. I kneel between his thighs and look down at my prize, my consort, my brother, the only one that can give me any peace at all.
His eyes are red rimmed and tears stained, his lips bloody and bitten. Dean still loves me I know that for a fact and so I force his knees up against his shoulders and push my way into his body.
His legs fall to the bed once more and we rest chest to chest I kiss the blood from his lips and slip my tongue into his mouth. He is the only heaven left to me now and I will not let him go.
I fuck him long and hard, soft and slow and everything in between making sure he cums twice before I allow myself the release and pleasure that he alone can give me.
He’s crying in his sleep I hold him closer one day he’ll understand and accept his place in my life but for now I am content with today and tomorrow can wait.
THE END
Title : Play In Three Acts
Author : Joxie
Pairing : Sam/Dean
Rating : NC17 Slash Dark Adult Themes AU
Summary : Dean pay’s the price for trying to leave Sam and its not pretty. Please take the warnings seriously this is a nasty little story.
Disclaimer : I do not own Supernatural, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Authors Notes : Please take the warnings seriously this story contains rape/noncon, bestiality and antichrist Sam being what he is.
Saying that and just to let you know I love Dean really, but its just to temping to do nasty things to him and I’m now going to run away and hide…………………!
PLAY IN THREE ACTS
BY JOXIE
ACT ONE
Any port in a storm any hole when you’re horny especially when you can’t have the hole you want. Fuck you Dean and I will when I find you. Antichrist by name Antichrist by nature don’t say I didn’t warn you, consorts who run get the buggering they deserve and you will.
If he won’t let me treat him well I’ll treat him rough, mark up his pretty skin bring tears to his beautiful eyes. He will learn that running is not an option and never has been for him. He’s been mine since my first breath.
ACT TWO
I’ve given him to my hell hounds they deserve a treat it can also be part of his training and I’ll enjoy the show. Chained naked on hands and knees he’s a wet dream come true. The hounds swarm around him growling and pushing at his sides sniffing at his ass, sand paper tongues licking his flesh, one leaps at him.
Paws scrabble at his hips and waist, dick jabbing at his hole breeching him as he screams and writhes under the brutal entry. Deeper and deeper the ride is single minded and violent.
A picture is indeed worth more than mere words. He is beautiful like this a fitting bitch for my hounds.
ACT THREE
He screamed himself hoarse when begging didn’t work. Now he holds himself still as the thirteenth and last hound reams his ass as vigorously as the first. Only flinching as it cums with a powerful thrust yelping its full blooded pleasure. With no care and less thought it removes it’s self from his body and goes to find its pack mates.
The chains fall from Dean’s wrists and ankles “Come here” I order.
He crawls towards me his head hung low his movements painfully slow. Wincing he kneels before me my hand tangles in his hair forcing his face into my crotch.
“Tell me you’d prefer one of my hell hounds” I wait.
He shakes his head and rubs his face against my hard dick “Get on the bed and I’ll let you prove it” I can be merciful when he surrenders.
I release my hold on his hair to let him crawl towards the bed. Giving me a view of red stained cum seeping from his hole running down his thighs. His raw beauty strikes me again and I follow him pulling off my clothes kicking free my shoes.
He climbs onto the bed lies flat on his back; legs spread wide, arms over his head, fingers twisted in the bed linen. I kneel between his thighs and look down at my prize, my consort, my brother, the only one that can give me any peace at all.
His eyes are red rimmed and tears stained, his lips bloody and bitten. Dean still loves me I know that for a fact and so I force his knees up against his shoulders and push my way into his body.
His legs fall to the bed once more and we rest chest to chest I kiss the blood from his lips and slip my tongue into his mouth. He is the only heaven left to me now and I will not let him go.
I fuck him long and hard, soft and slow and everything in between making sure he cums twice before I allow myself the release and pleasure that he alone can give me.
He’s crying in his sleep I hold him closer one day he’ll understand and accept his place in my life but for now I am content with today and tomorrow can wait.
THE END