Heya here the chapter 7.

Still no beta ehhehehehe, and please let me know, I was too far for the kinky stuff and too harsh to Sam, I'll edit them – And I knew this like mostly Sam's enslavement story, torturing Sam, and not Dean's, but he's in mind torturing too, and later probably I will tortured Dean too. Hope you still like it hehehehe, just let me if I'm gone too far with the boys

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Chapter 7

John kept his beloved young slave on four as they reached the bathroom, and sat him there, he reached the big phallus which still inserted on that sore ass as it had kept it for days. John pushed in and out for couple time, made the boy shuddered tried to bare with the soreness, before its all sudden He pushed all the way out, making the big pope sound and Sam slumped the tail for relieved. Sam panted heavily.

"Stay on the position, boy."

Sam got a grip and pushed him back on four.

John picked up a hose with a graduated tip. He inserted the tip inside Sam anus. While holding it in place with one hand, he turned on the water with the other. He moved the tip around inside the boy while warm water filled his anal cavity.

After some time, Sam belly filled up with lukewarm water, and it began to expand. He began to fidget under the pressure that was being put on his skin.

John continued to let the water flow inside His young slave. Finally, I turned off the water and pulled the tip of the hose out of him. Sam still remained in the position to allow the warm water to do its work on his entrails.

Sam moved back,

"Okay, boy, expel now."

Then with one expel, one big watering shit gushed out from his bowel.

It took several minutes before Sam cleaned out his bowel.

As what it seemed he had took that all, John took the hose again, and cleaned his slave's back rear.

John bathed the boy with love like he bathed his beloved pet. He was not intended to make a love on the shower, as the finished, he dried him and led him on the bed still on four.

John sat on the bed while his boy kneeled before him.

"I wanna take off this blind eyes, Sam. You've been blinded for almost 5 days, so I want you to wear the sunglasses. Keep them close for a while and opened it slowly, let them adjust the light change. Don't push it, okay, close it whenever you couldn't handle the light."

"Yes, Master."

John nodded and slowly pulled out the blind lens over the eyes, and replaced it with sunglasses.

"Thank you, Master."

"Right, back to you cage, boy, I will let the dim light."

"Thank you, Master," he kissed the foot then crawled on four back to his cage.

As the boy got in his cage, he closed the door, and locked it.

With that he left the pet alone, to check his other slave.

***SPNSPN***

Dean felt nervous as he was led to another room, that had no windows. Probabely this was the solitary room. And there a middle size dog cage (60³ cm) on the center room.

Joshua opened it

"Get in please ...," he ordered.

Dean bit his lips. Even he had been imprisoned on jail for one year, still, it still scared him to be imprisoned in the little cage like a dog. But it was part of his education of being a slave. His trained has begun.

Submissively Dean crawled in to cage that almost didn't fit him, and had to curl up to fit in.

Sir Joshua closed the cage door. Dean jumped with the locked sound, shivered him. It reminded him to the jail and the compound. His nightmares. But probabely his nighmatare only just begun, in here, as Mr. Winchester's slave.

"You'll be stay here for two days. Food will be delivered twice a day. As there's no toilet here, you may peed yourself."

Dean blushed in ashamed, but didn't say any words.

"Be good Dean" he smiled bitterly , then walked to the door, shut off the light and put the medium temperatur, so the boy would confortable enough, then went out.

Dean started to sob, as he surrounded in the darkness. He hated dark, it made him feel alone. He hate to be alone ! And he hated to realize he was a slave now. He let out the cry till he fell a sleep.

***SPN***

John watched the boy through the infrared camera. The boy had cried again on his sleep. How hurt to see a beautiful boy like dean felt so depressed. He really wanted to take it away, and show what a beautiful thing about being a sex slave. And he knew, Sam could make that. They are a perfect match. He knew they are perfect.

***SPN**

Dean jumped up as somebody came in and turn the light. He blinked with the sudden light, and try to adjust it. It was Sir Joshua with a tray and a plastic glass

"Good morning, Dean, how your sleep last night?"

"Its good, Sir, thankyou."

"Here I its, for your breakfast."

I looked at it. It was bread, egg, and milk, looked luxurious for a slave on the cage. He hesitated to eat.

"Its not a usualy a slave's menu for breakfast, dean, Master ordered it special for you, and you may use your hands to eat it, so don't hesitate to eat. You will have another meal at 4 am."

Dean bit his lips, and nodded, "Thankyou, Sir," then took the bread and slowly bite and chew it. He then finished the egg and the milk. Dean was full for breakfast.

"Thankyou, Sir."

Bobby smiled satisfied, "Good boy. Ok, ill be back for your supper." He stood up and took the empty tray wþith him.

He walked out and left the dim light.

Dean sighed in pain being left alone again on his solitary room, which will be his room for two days.

***SPNSPN***

Two days later

Sam jerked by the electricity joilt through his collar, and woke up an instant. And he was glad; he could see master face as he open his eyes, no blindfolded.

"Morning, slave..., how's your sleep?" as he opened his cage door, and attached the leash.

"Good morning Master. I have a good sleep, master, thank you," and crawled out as master tug his leash out.

"Lay your back on it, Sam."

Sam bit his lips, and arched his back on the top of his cage, with his long legs touched the ground, made an L shape.

John enjoyed the view for a monent, his boy looked even beautiful with no balls in there, clean sheet with an healthy cock that started to limp, as the drugs has worn out. He went to the drawer and picked the syringe and the bottle.

John wiped the alcohol on the place he aimed.

Sam braced himself with the location of injection this time, and closed his eyes.

And with the regular dose, he pushed the needle through the boy's groan.

Sam gasped and closed his tighter; felt the drug spread inside his lower body. He didn't matter with losing balls, he just didn't like the injection every time Master need it, as he hated needle so much. So as much as he could, he wouldn't see the needle before he went through his skin.

"Done," John drew the needle out, and cleaned the injection area with the alcohol.

Sam got up with a litle discomfort feeling on his groan, and saw Master had ready with his dick for the daily basis every morning. He kneeled and with no hesitation, Sam took it onto his mouth, and served as best as he could.

It didn't need long; to john explode on his slave's mouth.

"Hold those, slave," he ordered as seeing Sam ready to swallow his them

Sam stopped right there, and tried to hold the amount of Master's cement. It tastse funny but he loved it.

As his mouth was closed, he breathes from his nose.

He closed his eyes as seeing Master pulled out his cane.

Sam, stayed remain tighten his mouth, and heard the swish then stroke his butt. He sealed his mouth even tight holding the gush out. He was breathing through his nose now.

Second stroke in the same area, Sam still stayed remained, even he started breathing heavily.

Third stroke, Sam grunted desperately. Hot welts burnt his bare butt. A drop of cement escaped from his lips.

"No drop, slave."

Sam closed his lips tighter.

Fourth stroke, Sam breathe heavily, as trying to gain the oxygent trough his two hole nose and controlling the hot pain. . Sweat strated to trickle down.

Fifth stroke really made Sam ready to explode. He closed his eyes tight, focusing his mind to stay remain.

"You may swallow them now, slave."

In one command, Sam swallowed them, the opened his mouth to gain some more air, filled his lungs.

"Good boy," John petted him satisfied, then tug him to the bath room.

John knelt him on four, right under the shower. He had himself naked.

He gave the boy the second session, and ended with took a bath together, that boy loved so much.

***SPNSPN***

Dean crawled out with relieved sighed, he finally got out.

He felt limps with the cramp muscle, and pants wet and smelt pee. Two days being caged no chance to go to the toilet, he peed himself several times.

"Forgive me Mastery, I peed myself," he trembled now, as expecting another punishment waiting.

But Sir Joshua only smiled.

"Its okay, not your fault. We'll take care of it. Let's get you cleaned up, and be ready for breakfast."

Another sighed relieved, and followed the kind oversheer back to his room.

Dean was so relieved; he really got his room back.

"Cleaned yourself, and breakfast in a half our."

"Yes, Sir, thank you, Sir."

Joshua nodded, "Just don't do anything fool again, Dean."

"No sir."

Joshua nodded with smiled, then walked out with the door locked behind.

No wasting time Dean rushed to the bathroom, and get shower, cleaned up, he felt so dirty now.

.

As he finished, he put on the shirt and the pants, and waited.

***SPNSPN***

Sam sat with amazed starring to the beautiful creature through the monitor. After a great bath together with his beloved Master, he now sat on the screening room and watched the new slave that meant for him. And what the hell his Master bought for him?

"Master, he's beautiful! So beautiful, Master! I like him!" Sam grinned wide happily of excitement. "You bought me such beautiful partner. Thankyou Master!" like the five years old having his ever wanted birthday party. With on proper clothes; a Bon Jovi shirt added with the open chemise, no cock cage, and wearing pants, Sam now looked like an innocent college boy, as he didn't want to scare the new boy with the proper slave decoration he had.

"You're welcome, boy. But remember, he's still fragile. Don't push him. Make it a slow movement first. Be his friend first, then you can lead from there, and will train him to be a good slave like you are," John smiled satisfied as the boy like the new partner.

Sam still didn't leave the new lad from his eyes. Yes, he could see, the fragile eyes, sad, and depressed. The boy was not happy. But Sam will make him happy. He knew he can.

"What his name, Master?"

"Dean ..., his name is Dean..."

"Dean ...," Sam smiled.

"Ok, let's meet him, then we gonna have breakfast together."

"Alright!" The boy exclaimed happily, and followed his Master out.

***SPN***

Sir Bobby aprroaced the door and asked him to come.

"Master has waited for you to have breakfast together."

Dean gulped. Braced him and followed the warm man.

TBC