Stiles paced around his room, back and forth as a guard stood by the door, blocking his exit, so he couldn't escape even if he wanted to.
The actions of the afternoon were still running through Stiles's mind. He couldn't believe he had gotten involved with such a madman. Now it was too late to run away, he was stuck, imprisoned and soon to be impregnated.
It was after Stiles accidentally let it slip out that a certain maid had told him about Master Derek's past, that things took a nosedive into the pits of hell.
Stiles waited as hours went by, he figured Derek just needed to cool off and would come to his senses but that never happened.
Instead, Master called his staff over to the main entryway where Penelope was sitting in a chair, located in the middle of the room, with a guard holding her down so she couldn't move. The staff crowded around in a circle as Master began to talk.
"It has come to my attention that one of my servants has committed treason."
The crowd gasped in shock as Derek circled the poor, scared maid.
"You see, Penelope here, talked about things that were above her level, and to an outsider. I don't tolerate betrayal."
"I'm sorry, sir." Penelope cried as tears fell down her face.
The other staff watched scared for the girl.
"Lucky for you, Penelope. I decided to give you another chance." Master claimed, easing the girl's worry.
Sounds of relief spread around the staff.
"Thank you, Mr. Hale. I won't let you down." The maid promised, wiping her tears away.
"I know you won't Penelope. Bring me the iron." Derek said to one of his guards, causing the staff to gasp in horror as Stiles watched confused.
Before Stiles knew what was happening, the guard was holding the maid down in the chair and Master was walking over to her with a red-hot iron, heading straight towards the maid's face.
Stiles watched in horror as Derek pressed the hot iron to Penelope's cheek, burning her.
She screamed out in pain and squirmed in her chair as she was forced to hold still. Once Master was satisfied, and felt the maid served her punishment, he moved the iron away revealing a deep red burn that was already blistering and was surely going to leave a scar on Penelope's face. The once pretty girl was mutilated.
Penelope cried as a fellow maid came over bringing a towel up to her wounded cheek, cradling the girl in a comforting manner, trying to shush her cries.
Derek moved his amused gaze in Stiles's direction, seeing the look of anger and possibly hate building up inside.
"Are you not amused, Pet?" Master asked, coming closer.
"You are a monster!" Stiles blurted out.
Derek's form tensed up and he narrowed his gaze.
"It's about time you notice. Guard, take him to his room."
Footsteps traveling down the hall caught Stiles's attention, breaking him from his thoughts as they drew closer, knowing very well whom they belonged to. He gulped nervously as his Master entered the room meeting his scared gaze with a sick thrill in his.
"It's that time, Pet." He claimed, coming further into the room as he began to slowly work on his dress shirt, unfastening each button, revealing more and more of his hairy, built chest, before taking it off and letting it drop on the floor beside him.
"Leave us." Derek voiced toward his guard, never once taking his eyes off Stiles.
"Yes sir." The guard obeyed, walking out, and shutting the door behind him, giving them privacy.
Stiles watched on edge as his Master slowly approached him like a predator stalking his prey. His heart was pounding in his chest and by the smirk widening on Derek's face, he could hear it loud and clear.
Master unbuckled his belt and slid it off onto the floor before reaching his Pet's destination. Stiles was backed up against the edge of the bed with nowhere to go.
Derek used this to his advantage and pushed him down on the bed. Stiles gasped in surprise and watched scared as his Master removed his last article of clothing, tossing his pants on the ground, revealing his naked form once more with his big cock, standing proud.
Stiles sunk back on the bed, hoping to be devoured whole by it, as Master got on top and worked on taking his Pet's shirt off. He began to fight back, flailing his arms around, making it more difficult to undress him. However, Derek won the battle of the shirt, and flung it across the room, annoyed.
"We can do this the easy way, or the hard way, Pet." Derek voiced as he moved his hands down toward the boy's pants.
"I don't want you." Stiles protested, trying to wiggle out of his Master's hold, hitting his built, hairy chest with little result. Derek grabbed ahold of his hand just as it swung towards his face, stopping it before it could make contact. His green eyes met Stiles's gaze with strong intensity.
"Try that again, I dare you." He warned, before bringing his Pet's arm down to the bed, keeping his grip on Stiles's wrist as he used his free hand to pull his Pet's pants down with one hard yank.
The corners of Derek's mouth turned up into a smirk and his eyes sparkled with excitement while looking at his Pet's leaky hole. He spread Stiles's legs wide and leaned down taking a big whiff, groaning. The aroma hit him like a ton of bricks, and his big cock twitched with need.
"Your body says otherwise." He voiced, bringing one of his thick, long, fingers over to explore, rubbing it against his Pet's wetness.
Stile's body tensed up and a whimper left his mouth.
"Wha… what's that?" He asked looking down towards his lower half, amazed to see his cock sitting straight up on cue, fully aroused.
"That Pet, is your body telling me it wants my swollen cock," Master said, as he teasingly swirled his finger inside, against Stiles's sensitive flesh.
Stiles muffled a moan, biting his lower lip, not wanting to give his Master the satisfaction of knowing what his efforts were doing to him.
"Don't do that," Derek warned.
"Do what?" Stiles asked, feeling hot and bothered by his Master's finger-playing and intense stares.
Derek swirled his finger around again, causing Stiles to grab the bedsheets in his hands, as his chest raised, and his ass sunk against his Master's finger in pleasure.
"Fuck." Stiles breathed out and bit his bottom lip once more.
"Don't quiet your moans, I want to hear them," Derek ordered, as he shoved his finger deeper inside, with his eyes hooked on his Pet's reaction.
"Ohhh, shit." Stiles expressed, feeling his legs shake as he began to pant heavily.
"You're so wet and tight for me, Pet," Master said pleased, swirling his finger once more, feeling Stiles's insides pulse against it.
"Ahh, it's too much. I'm gonna cum." Stiles warned with dazed eyes, looking down at his swollen cock, the tip was a nice red color with precum leaking on his lower stomach.
"No, not yet." Master protested, withdrawing his finger causing Stiles to whimper at the loss.
Derek looked at his soaked finger and a lust-drunk Stiles beneath him and smirked, bringing his finger to his Pet's mouth, "Suck it."
Stiles gave him a shocked look, eying the glaze-looking substance on his finger, and hesitated.
"Suck it, now," Master ordered, losing patience.
Stiles did as told, taking it in his mouth, trying not to shutter at the fact he was tasting himself. It was sweet and had a somewhat fragrant taste like a flower. The warm liquid slid down his throat with ease.
"Good boy."
As the sound of the first firework going off in the distance filled the silence in the room, Derek got on all fours and hunched over as Stiles watched confused. Soon Master's human body morphed into a living, breathing wolf-like creature. Stiles's eyes grew big as he took in his full appearance, the black fur, long bushy tail, pointed snout and ears, big paws, and green glowing eyes. His gaze moved lower, and he gulped, Master's cock looked twice as big.
"What the fuck?" Stiles whispered scared, trying to climb further up on the bed, away from his Master's wolf-like form.
"I…I don't think I can do this." He stressed.
Derek's wolf form let out a low warning growl and pounced on him, pinning him down on the bed. Stiles covered his face in fear as wolf Derek moved closer. Suddenly he felt a paw on his hand, pushing it away from his face, and a cold nose nuzzling his side.
Stiles looked up to see the wolf make a gesture with his snout and paw, telling him to roll over, or so he assumed.
Stiles slowly moved into position and got on all fours, facing the wall in front of him. He felt a heavy paw press on his back, and he leaned down with it, sinking his face into the bed, and arching his ass in the air. He held his breath as the monstrous thing entered his tight hole, stretching it out. The wolf's paws instantly laid on top of Stiles's hands, keeping him in place.
He winced in pain, whimpering as wolf Derek whined in pleasure, enjoying his Pet's tight hold on his cock.
Stiles squeezed his eyes shut trying to block the pain out as wolf Derek pounded his weak form over and over, letting his hot breath fan over his Pet's neck, letting grunts out from time to time.
Just as Stiles was starting to get used to wolf Derek's size, the wolf howled a mighty sound and his cock started to stretch Stiles's insides to the brink. He was being knotted.
"AHH, THAT HURTS, MAKE IT STOP, PLEASE!" Stiles begged, trying to move away but finding it impossible.
The wolf made some snappy sounds with his jaw by Stiles's face and gently sunk his teeth into his neck, holding him in place, warning him not to move. Stiles bit down on the sheets, muffling his moans in pain as he felt the wolf's cock expand inside his ass, and soon after, a load of hot cum was dumped deep inside his inner walls.
Stiles focused his attention on the big furry paw resting on top of his hand and watched amazed as it morphed from a paw back into human form, and the sounds of Derek's breathing against his neck slowed down.
He gasped as he was suddenly flipped over on his back, meeting his Master's human form once more, his cock still hard and willing.
Derek paused for a moment seeing the tears falling down Stiles's face, the look of distress graced his Pet's features.
Derek knew it would be painful, but didn't think it would be, THAT, painful.
Without saying a word, he pushed back inside Stiles and made sure to move slowly, fixated on his Pet's expressions, determined to get him off.
Stiles's whimpers and whines turned into moans and gasps as Derek continued to thrust into him, quickly picking up speed, deepening his thrusts on a sex high.
Stiles grabbed his back for dear life as it started to feel really good. He moaned and wrapped his legs around his Master as he began to pound more into his tight, needy hole.
"Oh yes, oh yes!" Stiles yelled out.
"Yeah, you gonna cum for me, Pet?" Derek grunted out as his big, tight balls began smacking Stiles's ass cheeks, as he shoved his swollen cock as far as it could go.
"Oh god, yes! Don't stop please, don't stop!" Stiles yelled out on cloud nine as Derek repeatedly hit his special spot deep inside.
"Yeah Pet, you gonna cum for your Master, and get that stomach all wet with your release?" Derek voiced as he continued his rough thrusts, causing the bed to squeak and the bedpost to smack against the wall.
"Ohh, I'm close!" Stiles moaned as he tightened his hold, digging his nails into his Master's back.
"Yeah, fuck, me too. I'm gonna soak your insides so fucking good. You want that, don't you?" Derek grunted, putting all his weight on his built forearms, as he slammed in and out of Stiles's hole, some cum leaking out from his last release every time he moved his cock in and out.
"Oh, Master!" Stiles cried out, with his hips buckling and his eyes rolling into the back of his head.
Derek arched his muscular back, his jaw and ass cheeks clenched, and his balls tightened up as the wave of his climax hit.
"Fuck!" He groaned out, grabbing Stiles's weak form in his hold.
Derek's sweaty chest pressed against his mate as his body shook and his hips moved violently as he pumped his hot load into Stiles's awaiting hole once more, before pulling out and collapsing on the bed.
Stiles moaned as cum oozed out, sliding down his thigh and onto the bed below. His chest and lower stomach were covered in the sticky substance from his release and his limbs felt like jello.
The faint sound of fireworks popping and fizzling could be heard in the background as the pair drifted off into a deep sleep.