Sam Winchester (without a soul)/Lindsey McDonald

[nothisvessel]

Sam Winchester looked around the office disinterestedly, turning in his chair slightly so he could watch the door. He hadn't become the hunter he was by expecting everything to go his way. No, if anything he was used to things going south real quick. Regardless of that fact he was listening to the men in the office with him discuss the contract they had laid out on the desk. He didn't care. He would read over it before he signed anything anyways. Just because he'd never actually made it to law school didn't mean he was naive. No, he intended to make sure they did spring anything nasty on him through this mess.

Sam wasn't in the cage anymore. He'd climbed out the day he'd gone in pretty much. Cas had been there, if only briefly, and had known immediately what he'd done. He'd brought Sam back without his soul. Cas had fled, stating he would do everything he could to reunite them, but he'd warned that Sam's soul would suffer the whole time. That the memories his soul harbored might drive him mad.

Well, Sam was okay without having to deal with that. He'd heard about Wolfram & Hart a while before and knew they were who he needed to see. So thats where he was, sitting in one of their offices. Some guy named Lindsey McDonald who couldn't be older than him. It actually pissed him off. This kid was a lawyer, apparently the best they had, and here was Sam still stuck being a fucking hunter. Fate could eat a dick in his opinion.

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[nothisvessel]

Once at the room, Sam pushed the door open and then pushed Lindsey inside. "Clothes off." He shut the door, locking it behind them. He walked across the room, tugging open the cabinet where he assumed the toys were. He hummed to himself, eyes widening a bit. "Wow they really know how to cover all the bases don't they?"

His eyes studied the toys before pulling down a flogger. He smacked it against his hand lightly, nodding before looking through some more. He snagged a bottle of lube and a ball gag as well.

[golden_boytoy]

Lindsey personally had a hate for this room, this whole floor really. Nothing nice ever came out of them, but these well stocked rooms were the worst of all.

Stumbling into the large room, Lindsey managed to catch his footing by the bed and obeyed quickly. Wordlessly he stripped himself of his jacket, putting it over the back of a chair then stripping himself of his tie and shirt. He folded them onto the chair as well then started to move onto his pants and shoes.

He didn't look towards Sam exploring the equipment cabinet, he didn't want to see what the hunter was interested in. He paused when he got down to his briefs and socks.

"Do you want me completely naked?" Finally, he looked up to where the hunter was.

[nothisvessel]

He turned his attention back to Lindsey, checking him out and nodding. "Naked. When you're done I want you on your knees over there." He pointed to the middle of the room at an open space. "Back to me. I catch you looking at me? Don't think I won't beat the hell out of you."

He fingered a few more toys before shaking his head. He could always go back and pick out different toys when he was ready for them. He noticed the other stuff too. Herbs, blades, candles. He realized they were for rituals. Damn this place was prepared.

[golden_boytoy]

The contract did say whatever, which meant Lindsey had seen himself made to suffer through his share of rituals as well. Not tonight though, that much was obvious.

Stripping down the rest of his clothing, he put it all onto the bed then walked over to the indicated spot, head down but shoulder tense. He turned around and got onto his knees, but that was when he lifted his head and held it high.

He wasn't looking to Sam, he wasn't disobeying, but he wasn't cowed either. As a matter of fact, he barely stopped himself from making a retort to Sam's threat. Instead, he closed his hands into fists and placed them over his tense thighs as he waited.

[nothisvessel]

Sam watched him with a wicked smile on his face. Lindsey was all tension, that much he could tell from a mile away. It would actually make punishing him that much sweeter. Sam knew how much worse being beaten hurt when you didn't relax. It just meant that he would probably get to beat Lindsey longer.

He moved forward silently, tossing the lube over to the bed before shoving the handle of the flogger into his pocket for the moment. He dropped into a crouch behind Lindsey, chuckling in his ear. "So full of pride. You can hold that head high all you like....just means I get to play harder until you learn your place here."

With a sharp tug, he pulled Lindsey's head back, pushing the gag into his mouth before buckling it behind his head. It kept him from speaking, but it also held his mouth open wide enough that Sam could easily fuck his face without getting bitten. Lindsey could make noise like this, that was it.

[golden_boytoy]

Hearing the other man's approach, Lindsey knew Sam was circling around him when he felt the presence settle behind him. He twisted his head slightly towards the whispered words, but following instructions still, he didn't dare to turn far enough that it would put Sam into his line of sight.

"I'm no— unghfff!" The gag being forced into his mouth by the large hands took Lindsey by surprise and he struggled for a short and ineffectual moment. It went in anyway though and in a matter of seconds, the thing was tightly secured and he was breathing heavily through its hole.

Head dipped forward now, he closed his eyes and just breathed for a few inhales before he forced himself back to a normal rhythm and looked up again. Not around though, he wasn't stupid enough to directly disobey.

[nothisvessel]

He started laughing, drawing a finger down his spine slowly. His fingers were surprisingly gentle as he let them continue down until he cupped Lindsey's ass. He pinched the flesh and smacked hard before standing up again.

He pulled the flogger out of his pocket, watching Lindsey, his reactions and the subtle changes as he draped the flogger over his back. He smiled as the leather straps glided over his skin smoothly for several long moments before drawing back and then bringing it down on his back.

Sam brought the flogger down roughly several times, watching the welts that rose along his skin. He walked around to Lindsey's front, grabbing his chin and making the man look into his eyes. "You mark so nicely." He snorted, snapping his wrist so the tips of the flogger caught his thighs and cock.

[golden_boytoy]

Lindsey wasn't mislead by the gentle touches, not when he knew that there was more cruelty in this man than first indicated. He breathed out heavily through the gag, shivering slightly when he felt the soft straps of the flogger trailing over his back.

His brain was still registering what that was when the first hit all but robbed the breath from his lungs. He didn't cry out though, but instead tried to breathe after each hit and exhale on the downfall. Sam's whipping was a hard pattern to predict though and more often than not he was left with shallow breaths.

By the time Sam circled to his front, Lindsey's normally pale back was a scattered map of red welts and he was panting softly though both his nose and his gag. His eyes reflected some pain when he looked up at Sam, but he narrowed them slightly nonetheless at the taunt. That turned into a surprised cry and his eyes being squeezed shut when he felt the tip of one flogger snap along the length of his cock.

[nothisvessel]

He snapped his wrist again, this time only catching Lindsey's inner thighs. Sam was only hitting hard enough to sting though. He pushed Lindsey back slightly, making him lean back so he could drag the straps over the front of Lindsey, mimicking what he'd done over his back.

Then he struck, hitting Lindsey over his chest several times. He made sure he caught both Lindsey's nipples before snapping downwards and once again catching his cock, this time making sure to hit the tip.

[golden_boytoy]

Lindsey managed to stay still at first, just gasping with each hit and trying to ride it out. When the flogger hit his nipples though he cried out in what sounded like a muffled curse, but it was when Sam whipped his cock that Lindsey jerked and tried to turn away.

He tried to close his legs. Shifting with how he knelt, he instinctively tried to save that area most important to him before it got attacked again.

[nothisvessel]

As soon as Lindsey started to move, tried to pull away and close his legs, Sam pressed a foot to his knee. He sneered down at the lawyer, shaking his head before bringing the flogger down on his back hard. "You don't move unless I tell you to move!"

He grabbed Lindsey's hair, jerking him back into place before dragging his head back. He made Lindsey arch back into an uncomfortable position. "I can make this so, so much worse. You think that one strike hurt? Think about if I were to focus just on that?" He laughed, dropping down in front of Lindsey before leaning into him.

His voice lowered, sounding more dangerous, huskier. He dropped the flogger for the moment, bringing his hand down to cup Lindsey's cock, squeezing just enough to border on pain. "You are mine right now to use as I see fit. You are nothing here. You are less than nothing so you'd better accept that and just deal. Got it?" He stroked his cock as he leaned in, latching over the bite mark he'd left earlier.

[golden_boytoy]

Lindsey cried out again when the flogger fell upon his back hard enough to feel like it drew blood. He made a pained noise when Sam's hand dug into his hair and pulled hard enough on its roots to bring tears to the corner of his eyes.

He blinked up at Sam's angry hazel gaze with his own pained blues, and wheezed slightly around the gag as Sam dropped out of his sight. He didn't answer, not that he could, but he clammed up and scarcely dared to breathe. Only after suddenly feeling large hands squeezing his dick did he finally gasp out and nodded his head very slightly under the grip to signify he understood. "Ugh!"

He sighed out in relief when the hand stopped its abuse but squeezed his eyes shut even further. The stroking... he almost wished Sam went back to squeezing him painfully. At least he wouldn't feel confused about that. When Sam's hand ran along his length like that, his previously uninterested shaft started to fill in the hunter's hand.

[nothisvessel]

The nod of confirmation had him smiling against Lindsey's skin, mouthing over his neck slowly as he continued to stroke. He looked down after a moment, stroking faster. "You have a nice cock. Wonder how long I can keep it hard...keep you from coming. Do you beg? I bet you do...nice and pretty as you please." He let go then, pushing away from him and letting go of his hair.

"Get up and on the bed. Hands and knees first." He reached around, slapping Lindsey's ass hard. "I'm gonna use this until you can't move." He stood, kicking at Lindsey's thigh lightly. He brushed his fingers back through his hair as he watched and waited for Lindsey to get on the bed, stripping slowly and tossing his clothes over a chair.

He picked up the lube, tapping the bottle against his hand before grasping his own cock and squeezing tightly.

[golden_boytoy]

Lindsey made a noise although his protest or answer or whatever it was could hardly be discernible with the gag muffling its pronunciation. It was also a good reminder to Sam that begging wouldn't be all that nice or pretty either if he couldn't form more than broken vowel noises for 'yes' or 'no'.

Moving was a chore of its own as each movement made his flogged skin burn with heat. He shrank back a bit from the slap and the kick, and used those as good incentives to get up quickly before Sam found other ways to abuse him. He walked quickly to the soft mattress and climbed on, moaning softly when his burning skin found relief in the cool bed sheets.

Embarrassingly with his cock fully engaged and hanging between his legs, Lindsey crawled to the center of the bed and braced himself on his hands and knees like instructed.

[nothisvessel]

He flipped open the lube with his thumb, pouring some on his fingers. "Nod if you want the gag out. I can always put it back later." He rubbed the slick lube over his fingers, smearing it before moving up onto the bed behind Lindsey. He slid the slick fingers between Lindsey's cheeks, sliding his middle finger in smoothly before pumping it.

"You know, you could enjoy this too if you just let yourself. I bet you'd make a pretty slave too. All trussed up on your knees." He considered it for a moment before shaking his head a bit. His finger hooked as he sought out Lindsey's prostate, brushing against it over and over the moment he did.

[golden_boytoy]

Crying out, Lindsey's arms quivered from the sudden onslaught against his prostate and he nearly face planted forward when one arm buckled. He dipped but caught himself on the elbow, and breathing heavily, he temporarily buried his head into the sheets.

Enjoy this? Physically his body was, but how could he enjoy being humiliated and flogged? To be used and discarded like a whore when he was a damn lawyer! How could he enjoy any of that?

Soft noises were soon drawn from him all at the power of Sam's single crooked finger.

And wasn't there a dilemma. Sam just offered him his voice back when it would actually be easier for him if he let the gag stay in. He wouldn't have to worry about his pride if he cried out, his words were meaningless with the thing in his mouth...

He closed his eyes, squeezed them shut, then nodded his head, slowly at first, picking up the pace when his prostate was brushed over again.

Even knowing this was a trap, Lindsey's pride wouldn't let him go on with the gag when he had the chance to take it off.

[nothisvessel]

He reached up with his free hand, unbuckling the gag before pulling it out of his mouth and tossing it on the bed. Once the gag was out he pushed in a second finger, immediately going back to pushing and rubbing across his prostate. His free hand slid between Lindsey's legs, wrapping around his cock and stroking slowly, deliberately.

He smirked, bending his head and biting at his back and then at the curve of his ass. It was right over welts and it would probably hurt if his fingers and hand weren't working Lindsey so well. He wondered how long it would take to train someone like Lindsey to associate pain with pleasure. To enjoy pain when given in the right way. The thoughts made his cock twitch violently.

[golden_boytoy]

Lindsey cried out again when the second finger joined the first and he found himself suddenly pumped steadily both forward and back. "I thought you wanted to fuck me with your dick," he bit out through gritted teeth, clenched tight to prevent himself from whimpering out.

It did hurt, the pain of the welts and even the light hits on his cock had certainly left their mark. Sam agitating them again brought out a spiral of pain that would have him flinching if not for the confusing mixed signals that the man's hands was at the same time bringing out of his body.

He didn't know whether he should be crying out from pleasure or pain, so he clenched his jaw and produced a higher pitched nasal whine instead of giving in to either.

[nothisvessel]

"Oh I plan to." He had leaned up, husking into his ear. Sam kept his voice level, almost emotionless. "I'm going to fuck you over and over and over again until my cum is spilling out of you like a fountain." He chuckled darkly, making sure he was close enough that his lips brushed over Lindsey's ear. "And I'm going to make sure you come too."

Then he bit down on Lindsey's shoulder. It was a hard bite, but not enough to break skin, to make him bleed. He pumped his fingers harder, adding a third and spreading them. He twisted his fingers around, still assaulting his prostate, though not with each movement of his fingers. He didn't want Lindsey to come yet after all.

[golden_boytoy]

Lindsey kept his eyes closed and back hunched slightly as if that could somehow protect him from the monster that was intent on riding him.

When the third finger joined, he automatically spread his legs open a little wider to brace himself better for the assault. It wasn't his first rodeo by far and given how big Sam was, Lindsey was going to need all the advantage he could get.

He turned slightly and glittering blue slits framed in a face that was flushed crimson peaked over his welt reddened shoulder. "I'm really looking forward to it," he bit back with teeth still clenched tightly.

[nothisvessel]

Okay, Sam had to admit to himself that he liked the little bit of snark...for now. He could see how it would get very tiresome though. Instead of responding he raised an eyebrow, surprisingly warm hazel eyes locking on those pretty blue. He smirked before moving back, spreading his fingers a few more times before pulling them free.

He grabbed the lube again, pouring out a bit more so he could slick himself. He stroked himself while he continued stroking Lindsey, slowing his movements on the man's cock to torturously slow.

He shifted closer though after a few moments, letting go of the man's cock before grabbing his hip and lining up. He easily slid in, not stopping until he was fully seated.

[golden_boytoy]

Lindsey held his breath when Sam pushed his way forward and his teeth ground against the insides of his cheeks until his face felt numb. He inhaled shakily when Sam finally settled, and breathing all of a sudden, he out several rapid breaths and tried to get it under control.

Damn Sam was big, just like the rest of the soulless hunter. Lindsey leaned forward on his elbow, which caused him to stick his ass up higher and hopefully adjust to the height of the other towering over him.

"That's more like it," he bit out though his heart wasn't in it at all.