SinQueen69

Derek rubbed the palms of his hands up and down Stiles’ inner thighs, pleased that they had stopped trembling and were slowly spreading wide under the light pressure from Derek’s hands. Derek hummed as he dragged his lips over the back of Stiles’ neck. The younger man was straddling his lap, back to Derek’s chest and legs dangling wide open over Derek’s thick thighs. 

Derek’s fingers moved upwards, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake as he flicked the hem of the pink pleated skirt that Stiles was wearing. It was a new addition that Derek adored on the younger man, but what it made it possible were the noise-cancelled headphones that were covering Stiles’ ears. 

The headphones had been attached to Stiles’ head for a week straight, the blindfold on for a few days longer. The headphones were playing an endless loop of a hypnosis program that Derek had great success with back in New York before he moved back to Beacon Hills. 

Derek paused his exploration of Stiles’ pretty skirt and picked up a handkerchief and dabbed the corner of Stiles’ glossy lips, wiping around the drool that was collecting there as Stiles’ mouth hung open mindlessly. 

Derek set the soiled handkerchief down and slipped his hand up under Stiles skirt. Derek had went between wrapping Stiles’ pussy in pretty panties or leaving it bare and decided for future ease to not bother with panties. They would just be in his way whenever he wanted to use Stiles’ cunt. 

Stiles’ pussy was wet and soft under his fingertips, accepting the digits with practiced ease. Stiles’ body was pliable under Derek’s touches now, the hypnosis working perfectly as Stiles’ body was conditioned to Derek’s will. 

Derek pumped two fingers in and out of Stiles’ hot cunt, spreading his fingers on the withdraw just to feel them flutter around his fingers as they adjusted. Derek laid a kiss to Stiles’ neck in praise as he brought his free hand up to cup Stiles’ left tit, squeezing the small pec that was softening into something more feminine. Derek teased the little nipple until Stiles’ pussy was dripping around his fingers as Stiles’ hips gave little jerks. 

Stiles was breathing heavily now, head fallen forward as he drooled over himself as Derek played with his body as the soothing, calming words were drilled over and over into Stiles’ mind. 

Derek shifted his hands away from Stiles’ body, his cock rock hard by this point. Derek tapped Stiles’ right hip twice, a signal that was embedded in Stiles’ mind thanks to the program he was being assaulted with. Stiles’ thighs flex as he leaned forward and lifted himself up so he was hovering over Derek’s lap. Derek opened his pants, stroking his cock as it sprung out as he stared at a string of slick dripping from Stiles’ throbbing pussy. 

Derek groped Stiles’ bare ass for a few moments before he flipped Stiles’ skirt up so he could watch. Derek tapped Stiles’ cunt with his fingertips, another signal Stiles’ body knew by now. Stiles lowered himself down, groaning dumbly as Derek’s cock entered him. The glide and fullness familiar and Derek groaned in bliss as his cock was sheathed inside of Stiles’ hot cunt. 

Stiles no longer trembled as he seated himself on Derek’s cock like he did a week ago, Derek smiled pleased with Stiles’ progress before he pinched Stiles’ right hip. Stiles’ body automatically moved, rising and falling in perfect sync with Stiles’ breathing as he rode Derek’s cock. 

Derek leaned back, content in the slow way Stiles’ was bouncing on his cock. There was no rush after all, besides the slower movements aided in the program. Derek loved this program and what it did for the pretty things he got his hands on. Derek was already mentally going through his catalogue for the next program to put Stiles’ on as Stiles rode his cock sensually, clenching around the head of Derek’s cock each time that was all that left inside of him. 

Derek groaned, needing more so he pinched Stiles’ left hip and Stiles began to move faster. Stiles whimpered and whined like a slut as he fucked himself hard and rough onto Derek’s cock. Derek grinned in victory, this was the first time that command had gone through properly so he rewarded Stiles’ with a pinch to his nipples. 

Stiles sobbed as his orgasm ripped from him, his body conditioned to connect his orgasm with the pinching of his nipples instead of any sort of clit stimulation. Derek was proud of that addition to the hypnosis as he slammed his hips up, groaning low and long as he came. Derek sighed, letting his head tip back as pleasure washed over him slow and smooth as his cock sent pulses of hot, thick cum into Stiles’ cunt. 

Stiles slowed his movement until he was seated properly on Derek’s cock. Stiles’ whole body was still and steady, another condition Derek had programmed into him. Whenever Derek came in Stiles’ cunt, the younger man had to stop and use his sloppy cunt to keep Derek’s cock warm, no matter if he had orgasmed. 

“Private Grayson, my office. Now.” Sergeant Wilson ordered strictly, arms crossed over his chest as he stared down the panting, bent over form of Dick Grayson. The last one to finish the laps for basic training that day.
 
“Yes Sergeant,” Dick gritted out as he forced himself upright and staggered after the older man, the setting sunlight glinting off the streaks of white at the sides of his temple. Dick stayed quiet until he was standing in front of the Sergeant’s desk in a far too familiar office that belonged to Sergeant Wilson. The door locking behind him loud like a gunshot in the otherwise quiet room.  
“You under-performed today.” Slade said as he stood an inch behind Dick, letting the younger man soak up their size difference. Slade rested a possessive hand on the small of Dick’s back, feeling the slight tremors at his touch. 

“It won’t happen again Sir… I was… Distracted.” Dick’s reply came out staggered as if standing even at ease was a hard ship for him. 

“Show me why exactly you were distracted.” The Sergeant ordered as he removed his hand and smirked as Dick sway slightly before he boldly began to undo his trousers. Dick shoved them down his thighs, the lack of underwear not surprising Slade in the least. Dick bent himself over the edge of the Sergeant’s desk, a familiar action and arched his back in a way he knew drove the men in the barracks crazy. 

“I see what the problem is,” Slade hummed as he spotted a small silicone ring peaking out of Dick’s pink hole, slightly wet still with lube or cum. Slade looked a bit further back and raised and eyebrow at how used and abused Dick’s cunt looked, not leaking cum at this moment but still shining with arousal.  
“You let the men have some fun before training today didn’t you?” Slade hooked a finger through the offered ring and tugged lightly. Dick moaned softly as the string of anal beads shifted inside of his ass making his pussy throb eagerly. 

“Yes Sergeant,” Dick breathed out as Slade’s rough fingers rubbed over his bared pussy, smearing his slick over the sensitive folds.   
“Were the beads their idea or yours?” Slade asked as he lazily rubbed the private’s cunt with wide, calloused fingers while he tugged every so often on the string of beads just to watch Dick squirm at the dual sensations. 

“Mine Sir, we didn’t have time for them to fuck my ass before training.” Dick admitted and whimpered when Slade roughly slapped his cunt. Dick’s toes curled and he clenched around the anal beads desperately. 

“Dirty little whore,” Slade scoffed, he knew very well about how many times a day Dick spread his legs for his fellow privates and this wasn’t the first time Slade had called Dick into his office after training. His trainees shouldn’t be allowed to be the only ones who enjoyed their newest barrack bunny.  
“Mm, yes Sergeant.” Dick purred, fully enjoying himself as he made himself more comfortable bent over the Sergeant’s desk, knowing full well that Slade’s willpower would snap soon. 

“No wonder you were useless in training today, loose and gaping from taking your fellow solider’s cocks and then this shoved up your ass. It’ll be a wonder if you ever leave the rank of private.” Slade commented as he took a tighter grip on the anal beads and cruelly ripped them out. Dick cried out, body arching violently as his ass gaped and twitched and pussy spasmed as shockwaves went through his body. 

“Fucking pathetic,” Slade sneered as he took in the way Dick’s ass opened and remained open, palming his cock as it swelled to full size in his trousers. 



“Please Sergeant,” Dick’s voice was wet and shaky as he peered over his shoulder with eyes that were overtaken with his pupils indicating his lust. 

 “Even after letting your fellow Privates run a train on your greedy cunt and beads shoved up your ass, you still want my cock? Filthy little slut aren’t you?” Slade laughed in twisted delight as he stepped closer, gripping the back of Dick’s neck and slamming him down onto his desk properly. Slade’s grin only widened and Dick moaned and propped his ass up higher, eager for the Sergeant to fuck him. 
 “Yes Sir,” Dick simpered as Slade opened his trousers, gripping his stiff cock he rutted it between Dick’s puffy, slick folds teasingly before he adjusted his angle and shoved his cock fully into the private without warning. Dick cried out in bliss, eyes rolling up into his head as he clawed at the underside of the Sergeant’s desk.  
“Take it slut, it’s what you’re best at after all.” Slade sneered as he used his weight to keep Dick pinned in place like a butterfly pinned in a glass box. Slade’s hips thrust forward with all his strength, slapping hard against Dick’s perfect ass and the desk creaked under their combined weight as Slade panted hot and loud against Dick’s ear. 


“Sergeant Wilson, please,” Dick groaned low and pleased as his pussy was speared open over and over by his commanding officer. Slade didn’t care for Dick’s pleasure, the barrack bunny had enough of the other privates falling over to give him orgasms. Slade was above him in the pecking order and planned on using him like a toy for his relief, he always did ever since he first discovered they had a new barrack bunny in their midst. 

Slade grunted low and pleased as his cock pulsed and balls drew up as he came, spilling his load inside of Dick’s cunt. Not bothered at all because he knew Dick was the barracks cum-dump, and he could care less if Dick got off on this or not. Slade pulled out and Dick whimpered at the rush of cum that spilled down his thighs as Slade stood up and inspected the mess he made of Dick. 
Slade fondled his cock as he eyed the private’s gaping hole, but he wasn’t a young many anymore. So he tucked himself away and picked up the string of beads he had removed from Dick previously. Dick choked as Slade roughly shoved them back in, his rim clinging to each bead eagerly. 

 “My cock is the last cock your cunt is getting today, if you spread your legs again today then you’re going to let them fuck your pathetic ass while my cum drips out of you. Understood private?” Slade slapped Dick’s ass hard enough to leave a pink mark behind and Dick jolted as he nodded with a whimper.  
“Good and don’t come last again or you’ll have to repeat basic training with me… Then again, you’d like that wouldn’t you? A fresh new batch of men to fuck you every 9 weeks? Maybe you should just become a permanent addition to the barracks.” Slade mused as he walked over to his desk chair and sat down, preparing to do some paperwork. Not once looking at Dick as he tugged his trousers back into place, cheeks flushed and lips swollen from where he had been bitting them.