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day 7 - Praise-kink | Body Swap | Aphrodisiacs | Incest
Sam gets bought at a slave auction on the cheap. At first, he's glad to be bought at all, but then he learns that his new owners are incubi - creatures who live off of sexual energy - and believes he is going to be eaten. He's terrified, and scared, and has a panic attack only to be calmed down with a hefty dose of incubus aphrodisiacs before being led to his owners' bedchamber.
Sam and Dean are not related here. Sam is a normal human, if a scared one.
“Please.” Sam begged the second the travel hood came off. “Please, I can serve in so many ways. Please.”
Blinking in the bright light, and very much blinded by it, he looked around at the other slaves as they stripped the travel gear off of him. His heart sank as they ignored him with trained professionalism.
“Just. Just let me come. Please. I won’t tell. Please.”
Hope crested when they unlocked the cock cage he’d been wearing for three weeks, only to join his heart somewhere at the bottom of his stomach when they neglected it afterwards. With his hands still very much secured behind his back, there was no way he was getting the chance to jerk off on his own.
“Please. I’m begging. Please.”
“He’ll need to be washed.”
Sam gasped as his head was tugged back. The hand in his hair was plenty of encouragement to arch back swiftly to avoid neck pain or a backhand. He recognised the man studying his face as the one who’d picked him up from auction. A handler, but not the buyer.
“Maybe a bit of makeup. Don’t overdo it.”
