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Michael Afton winced as his Alpha, Slenderman, pulled him into the interrogation room by his hair. He was so incredibly turned on by having his short, midnight black hair pulled by his dominating Alpha. Michael was sure that if his scent glands weren’t dripping with his sweet Omega pheromones, they soon would be.
Slenderman was so sick of how bratty his Omega had been this past week, he had stormed into Michael’s workplace and dragged him off to some empty room. Slenderman quickly threw his Omega onto the table in the middle of the room, slippery tentacles already starting to pin the smaller man onto the metal table.
Michael knew what he had done; he had kept grinding and humping Charlie Kirk without his Alpha Dom’s permission, and he had kept texting another Alpha for no reason. But he wasn’t cheating on Slenderman. He just wanted to get his Alpha’s attention for once. Slenderman had been working overtime for far too long, and Michael hadn’t gotten his fill of attention from his Alpha.
“S-Slendaddy, I’m s-so sorry for being a brat!” Michael mewled, attempting to squirm away from Slenderman’s tentacles. They were cold and slimy, like they were naturally lubed up.
“Doesn’t matter if you apologize for it, you were still a damn brat," Slenderman hissed, scowling at how the Omega wiggled on the table, trying his best to not be pinned down. “Now stop squirming. Take your punishment like the whore you are.”
One of the slimy tendrils went to go unbuckle Michael’s belt and to unbutton his pants, slipping into the tight jeans and teasing the front of his boxers. Michael jerked on the table, groaning at how the tendril left a slimy trail behind. It easily mixed in with the dampness of the precum his cock was starting to ooze out at the tip.
Not wanting to waste anymore time, Slenderman quickly yanked down Michael’s pants and boxers and threw them into the corner of the room. Michael’s cock was lean and long, standing proudly at attention. The appendage was visibly throbbing as the cold tendrils started to wrap around it, caressing it with teasing touch.
“Look at how sensitive you are. Such a little slut.” Slenderman spat out, his tendrils tightening around Michael’s dick, causing the Omega to yelp. The touch was cold and slimy, and Michael’s cock twitched and jumped underneath the stimulation. Some of the larger tentacles started wrapping around Michael’s legs, lifting them up into the air to expose the Omega’s hole to his Alpha. His ass was slick with arousal, but it was nowhere near enough for what Slenderman wanted to do.
One look around the room, and Slenderman quickly noticed the glitter glue in the little table on the other side of the room. One tentacle shot out to grab it, while another went to circle the slick asshole of the squirming and whining Omega.
“I didn’t bring any lube, so this will have to do.” Slenderman grunted and squeezed some of the purple glitter glue onto Michael’s slick hole. He squealed, instinctively clenching around the tentacle caressing the rim of muscle. One tentacle breached inside, and Michael tried to clamp down even tighter on the intrusion.
“Stop clenching, you slut. Let me do my job as your Alpha. You need your goddamn punishment.” The Alpha growled, pushing the tentacle even deeper while another one breached the tight ring of muscle. “Please, Slendaddy! Deeper!” Michael yowled, trying to instinctively buck his hips into the sensation. Slenderman obeyed, pushing the tentacles even deeper into Michael’s asshole. They were now pushed right against the Omega’s prostate, rubbing deliciously against the sensitive nerves while he wiggled, trying to grind into the tentacles.
Slenderman turned the metal table around to show Michael the mirror covering almost half of the other wall. Michael could see himself all over, his cock hard and two tentacles squirming in his asshole. His cheeks flushed, and he swore his cock somehow got even stiffer.
Gerard Way POV.
Gerard was on the night shift with Michael. He was very aware of the fact that his Omega coworker had been dragged into an empty room by his Alpha. He could hear the way his coworker kept squealing and moaning from behind the door.
He knew he shouldn’t have done it, but he was just so curious and horny. He stumbled into the room that was on the other side of the mirror, in a different room where he could see the couple do everything, but they couldn’t see him. His cock was completely hard. He might have been a Beta, but even he couldn’t deny the attractiveness of an Omega’s slick hole being stuffed.
Gerard couldn’t help but unbutton his pants, pushing a hand into his jeans and palming his dick through his ruby red, lace trimmed panties. Seeing his Omega coworker’s hole covered in purple glitter glue did something to him, and he found himself hoping he had the courage to walk into the room and join them.
He wished he could have his fingers inside Michael’s tight, glittery hole. It looked so warm and inviting. He just wanted to bury his cock into his Omega coworker. Instead, he had to settle for his hand. He could only wish for his hand to be as soft and warm as Michael’s Omega hole.
Gerard didn’t bother taking his pants or panties off, instead he just pushed them down enough for his cock to spring up. And sprung up it did. He was so hard, his cock ached. It was red and covered in precum. He immediately rubbed the slick around using his palm before starting to stroke from the tip to the base. He immediately let out a pleasured groan, hips lifting from his chair to meet his fist.
He fucked his fist for a while, completely unaware of the fact that he could be heard from the other room.
He was far too busy trying not to blow his load immediately, his eyes fluttering shut because of the pleasure. He didn’t notice the way the door between the rooms opened, Slenderman standing there while his tentacles continued to fuck into his Omega’s hole. His remaining tentacles started to slowly approach Gerard.
Slenderman cleared his throat, and Gerard looked up, not stopping his hand movement on his aching cock.
“Having fun there?” Slenderman asked, sarcasm clear in his voice as his tentacles wrapped around Gerard’s shoulders and dragged him into the other rooms. He guided the other man’s hand to Michael’s hole, pushing two fingers in alongside the two tentacles already fucking the Omega’s glittery hole.
The fingers didn’t go too far, and Michael whined. “P-Please, Gerard! I need more!” He cried out, grinding into everything that was poking at his ass while his weeping cock was left alone, completely neglected despite the precum beading on the top.
Gerard didn’t even have time to think about his coworker’s words before Slenderman grabbed onto his arm and pulled it back, the other tentacles leaving Michael’s abused asshole before shoving Gerard’s entire fist up his ass.
Michael let out a scream, and it was a good thing that it was the nightshift, because otherwise everyone in the building would have either gotten traumatized, or gotten a boner. Gerard’s cock got even harder, still hanging out of the front of his pants. He started moving his hand around in Michael’s tight ass.
Some of the purple glitter glue had dried around the edge of Michael’s asshole, clinging to the hairs there. It was starting to get a little clumpy, and Slenderman only added more as he watched Gerard feel around Michael’s ass.
And oh did Gerard feel around. His fingers explored the smooth, slick walls of Michael’s ass, pushing and rubbing his prostate while watching as the Omega squirmed and bucked his hips. Michael could still see himself in the mirror, and he looked absolutely pathetic. His hair was a mess from squirming, his legs were restrained by the slippery tentacles from his Alpha, and his hole was being stretched to it’s limits by his own coworker’s arm.
His cock was still neglected, but he was still pretty sure he was about to cum. The way Gerard kept rubbing his prostate was absolutely torturous. If he could get even some little friction on his cock, he could surely come.
He was getting increasingly desperate for an orgasm, you could see it in the way he kept twisting and squirming despite being pinned down on the metal table. “You really want to come, don't you, you little whore?” Slenderman asked, leaning down to nip at the tip of Michael’s cock.
Michael let out a cry, tears springing up in his eyes at the sharp pain. The pain wasn’t enough to hurt or to break the skin. It felt so good.
He was interrupted from his thoughts when he felt Slenderman go down on his cock, letting it slide down his throat. At the same time, Gerard pushed his arm even deeper into his ass.
The glitter glue was almost fully dry, it was getting hard to move his arm in or out of the Omega’s ass. Slenderman noticed this, and he grabbed Gerard’s arm and yanked it out of Michael’s ass.
Michael yelled for what felt like the tenth time this night. The tears in his eyes started running down his cheeks. The dry glitter glue had ripped out all of the hairs in his asshole, leaving it red and raw. “Ow! Fuck, Slendaddy! That hurt!” He sobbed, attempting to close his legs to try to soothe the pain.
Slenderman grabbed the back of Gerard’s head, his long fingers tangling into the black locks. He forced the other man to bend down, pressing his face right into Michael’s ass.Gerard took the hint and gave the abused ring of muscle a cautious lick.
There were small pricks of blood where the hairs were ripped out, and realizing he likes the kind of bloody coppery taste of the smooth surface, he started going increasingly faster making Michael moan and grind his hips into his face.
The saliva on his fresh wounds burned in the best ways possible, like the time he got Ghonnorea on his asshole after Slenderman put him in a public glory hole as a punishment. It had been fun, being used by strangers.
Gerard liked the bloody taste so much that he started sucking while licking, leaving little marks on the Omega’s ass. It felt good for Michael, and he kept grinding his ass into his face.
Slenderman, not wanting to be outdone, slurped up Michael’s dick again, letting it hit the back of his throat. He didn’t gag, only sucked more as Michael’s hips started bucking up. He was having trouble deciding whether he wanted to have his dick deeper in his Alpha’s mouth, or if he wanted to have even more stimulation on his asshole.
No matter where he moved his hips, he got more simulation somewhere. He was getting seriously close to an orgasm. “Slendaddy! Gerard! Please, l-let me come!” Michael begged, his eyes squeezing shut.
“Does the whore want to come? Beg for it, slut.” Slenderman hissed out before going back to sucking Michael’s cock.
“Please Slendaddy! Please let me come!” the Omega begged further, bucking up into Slenderman’s mouth. Slenderman decided to give him a little reward; he had just gotten all of his asshair ripped off. He sucked harder, enough to make Michael orgasm into his mouth.
Slenderman let the salty cum dribble from his mouth, running down onto Michael’s asshole where Gerard licked it up.
“Are you done being a slut in public?” Slenderman asked his Omega, grabbing Gerard by the hair again, this time pulling the Beta up from Michael’s asshole. “Im taking both of you to my Slendermansion. We’re continuing this there. There is a special gift for you two there.”
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The car ride to the Slendermansion was filled with an awkward silence. Slenderman was driving his Slendermobile. Gerard was subtly palming his cock through his jeans. He hadn’t gotten an orgasm, and his cock wasn’t happy about it. Michael was coming down from his earlier orgasm, he was loose and sweaty, just like his asshole.
“Stop palming yourself like a cheap slut unless you want to be treated like one.” Slenderman warned Gerard, clearly catching the way he kept touching his cock though his pants. He couldn’t help it. He was achy and needy.
“I’m sorry, Slenderman.” Gerard apologized sheepishly. He got surprised with a small smack to the thigh by Slenderman. “it’s Slendaddy, don’t make me punish you as well." Slenderman warned, again. It was clear that Slenderman was the only dom in this situation.
“I'm sorry, Slendaddy.” Gerard corrected himself, putting his hands on his thighs to stop himself from palming himself. His cock was pushing against his tight jeans, making it ache.
“Good boy.” Slenderman praised, one of his tentacles reaching over to rub at Gerard's cock through his jeans as a reward. It caused the Beta to gasp and arch his back.
Slenderman decided to keep it up for the rest of the drive to the Slendermansion, every few minutes pushing hard against Gerard’s boner before gentling his touch.
After parking the Slendermobile, Slenderman carried Michael into the sex dungeon of the Slendermansion.
“Strip, sluts.” Slenderman ordered both men. Gerard scrambled to take off his clothes, desperate to not get punished too harshly for the fact that he couldn’t keep his hands off of his cock in the car.
Michael was a little slower, but still decided to try to be as fast as possible. He didn’t want for his punishment to be even worse. He knew he was going to get a punishment for how big of a brat he had been for the past week.
He saw as Slenderman went to go open up the freezer where they kept the corpse of Charlie Kirk. He had been their third, but then he died. Neither of them were ready to let go of their sissy yet, so they had just been keeping him in the freezer in their sex dungeon. It wasn't like he brought a lot to the relationship. He was a bit of an idiot, but he was fun to dress up like a slut and then bully his micropenis for a little bit.
Gerard’s eyes widened as he saw Slenderman put the corpse of Charlie on the floor. It had clearly been in the freezer for a little bit. There was even a hole where the bullet had gone through his neck, along with the blood. Charlie’s corpse was dressed up in a bright pink, lacy lingerie. He didn’t look like he had been really cleaned up, only dressed differently.
“I-Is that Charlie Kirk?!” Gerard asked, clearly shocked. He looked even more shocked when Michael went over to rock on Charlie’s hip, rutting his hardening cock on his freezing cold hip bone.
Slenderman tutted at Micheal. “Stop it, slut.” he growled, grabbing the Omega by the hair and dragging him towards one of the cages in the sex dungeon. Michael was roughly thrown into the metal cage, the bars cold against his bare skin.
Slenderman took the key from his pocket and locked the door, leaving Michael there while he focused on Gerard. A few tendrils wrapped around Gerard’s arms and legs as he was bent over a table while Slenderman took out a hose that was connected to a water tank.
“You should have kept your hands off of your dick, whore. Then I wouldn't have to punish you.” Slenderman tutted as he rubbed the hose on Gerard’s asshole. The Beta gasped and instinctively tried to move away from the sensation. Slenderman just huffed and pushed the hose into his ass.
“What- what are you doing, Slendaddy?” Gerard asked, clenching around the hose as it started to spray water into his asshole.
“Isn’t it obvious, whore? I'm giving your ass an enema. Someone has to clean out this ass of yours.” Slenderman said, pushing the hose a little deeper. He waited until Gerard was whining from how full of water he was, and only then did Slenderman pull the hose out.
Gerard tried to clench his asscheeks together, tried to not let the water escape, but Slenderman’s tentacles spread his legs open so he couldn’t keep the water inside of him.
Water fell from his ass to the floor, and Gerard could feel his bowels emptying. It was a weird feeling.
“There we go, squeaky clean.” Slenderman said and gave Gerard’s ass a small pat as he watched the water run along the shorter man’s legs onto the floor.
Slenderman went over to grab something; a ginger root carved into the shape of a butt plug. Charlie always enjoyed figging, and if they were going to be replacing Charlie with Gerard, the least he could do was some figging.
“Oh- Fuck! Slendaddy!” Gerard gasped when the ginger suddenly breached the tight ring of muscle, now comfortably sitting in his asshole while the flared base made sure it wouldn’t get stuck inside of him.
The ginger made his asshole tingle nicely, the burning also just a nice little heat on his skin. It was surprisingly pleasant. He didn’t get to enjoy the sensation for a while until he was sat down on a chair, his arms bent behind his back and handcuffed so he was stuck on the chair with the ginger plug in his ass, and he got a great view when Slenderman grabbed a pair of black nipple clamps with a little chain attaching them together and walked back over to the cage, where Michael was already whining like he had gone into heat.
In one quick motion, Slenderman had opened the cage door and marched inside, tentacles grabbing and lifting Michael’s body up in the air. Slenderman flicked the Omega’s nipples a few times, watching as they got nice and hard. After that, he clamped down the nipple clamps and carried Michael out of the cage and into a St. Andrews Cross, cuffing his wrists and ankles into the cross.
Slenderman caressed the other man with his tentacles, leaving small sticky trails behind on Michael’s pale skin. The smaller tendrils moved down to tease his cock, now hard again and oozing precum from the tip.
Meanwhile, Gerard was still handcuffed on the chair, the piece of ginger still stuck in his asshole. His cock was so hard it hurt, mainly because he hadn’t gotten an orgasm yet. He wanted something that would ease the ache in his groin, even just a few strokes would help.
He was just left to watch as Slenderman walked to the closet in the corner of the sex dungeon and took out an anal hook before he walked back over to his Omega. The Alpha decided to not get lube; Michael’s ass was slick enough, and the Omega enjoyed the feeling of having an unlubed toy shoved into his hole.
Slenderman had to force Michael to arch his back as much as he could, just so he could get the anal hook into the other man’s slick hole. He pulled it up as much as he could, just to get the round end as far into Michael’s Omega hole.
Then he turned to Gerard, finally showing the Beta some mercy as he kneeled down to stroke his weeping cock, using his thumb to spread the bead of precum that had gathered up on the tip. Gerard thought he’d finally get to orgasm, only to see Slenderman pull out a cockring from his suit pocket.
Using Gerard’s precum as lube, he slid the cockring onto the Beta’s cock, making sure to get it right on the base. It wasn’t tight enough to hurt, but it was enough to make sure Gerard wouldn’t be coming until Slenderman wanted him to.
Slenderman produced a small remote control from his other pocket, and Gerard swallowed nervously. “S-Slendaddy, what is that?” he asked. Slenderman didn’t give him a verbal response, he just pressed one of the buttons on the remote, and the cockring started to vibrate.
Gerard jerked sharply in his restraints, a small scream ripping from his throat as the base of his cock started to vibrate. He couldn’t believe that he was currently having his cock vibrated by his coworker’s Alpha, or that said Alpha had decided to give him an enema and put a ginger root up his ass.
“P-Please, Slendaddy!” Michael wailed from the other side of the sex dungeon. The anal hook was slowly slipping out of his well-stretched asshole, and as much as he wanted to watch his Alpha play with his coworker’s cock, he didn’t want the anal hook to drop from his ass.
Slenderman scoffed and grabbed Charlie’s frozen corpse from the floor and dragged it to Michael. “Can’t even keep a single hook inside of you? Pathetic.” Slenderman said as he used Charlie’s frozen finger to push the anal hook deeper into Michael’s ass.
The cold made Michael jolt, arching his back to try to get away from the sensation. Slenderman only shoved Charlie’s frozen fingers deeper into his Omega, and Charlie slowly relaxed into the sensation. “Such a little slut, getting off on having your dead ex’s fingers inside of you.” Slenderman said, using Charlie’s other hand to smack Michael’s cock.
Michael keened and tried to curl up from the cold, harsh sting on his cock from Charlie’s hand. It wasn’t the first time Charlie’s frozen hands had been used as a paddle in their sex scenes, but it still made him squirm to have his cock spanked.
“You like that, slut? You like having your cock spanked, don’t you?” Slenderman asked, using Charlie’s corpse to hit Michael’s cock again, causing the Omega to squeal and squirm in the St. Andrew’s Cross.
“Answer me, Slut. Do you like having your cock spanked?” Slenderman asked again, hitting Michael’s cock a little harder now. Michael yowled and nodded sharply.
“Yes, Slendaddy!” He wailed, still nodding as his legs twitched and attempted to close. It was useless, though. His legs were more than secure in the cross to make sure he wouldn’t be able to close them.
“There you go, whore. That wasn’t so hard, was it?” Slenderman teased, reaching down to rub away the sting on Michael’s cock. The Omega just whined and bucked his hips into Slenderman’s hand, trying to fuck his fist.
Slenderman took his hand away before Michael could get too much relief, this was still a punishment after all. Then he just went back to spanking the Omega with Charlie’s frozen hand until his cock and thighs were bruised up, occasionally tugging on the chain that connected the nipple clamps.
Gerard was still stuck in the chair, ginger shoved up his ass and the vibrating cockring was still secure on the base of his dick. He got a great view of Michael being spanked. He usually didn’t react too much to Omegas, being a Beta and all that, but seeing Michael being spanked and hit by a corpse just did something to him (or rather to his cock).
His balls felt heavy, and he knew that the moment he’d get to come, he would empty his balls out. He could only hope Slenderman wouldn’t leave him with blue balls. All he wanted right now was to orgasm, and he could do was wait there until Slenderman was finished with Michael.
Michael could feel his cock and thighs throbbing from the amount of spanks they had taken from Slenderman. His skin was red and spanked raw, but that was exactly the way he liked it.
Charlie’s cold fingers were long gone from his ass, but he still kinda wished that Slenderman hadn’t removed them. They provided a nice cooling effect, but he knew that Charlie needed to be put into the freezer again before he defrosted.
“Do we have to?” he whined as Slenderman started to drag Charlie’s corpse to the freezer. He knew it was necessary, that they couldn’t let him defrost or else he’d start to decompose. But he would have still liked to play with Charlie a little longer, just enough that maybe he’d get to cum on his corpse.
“Slut, you know we can’t let him decompose. If we put him into the freezer before he can thaw, then we can play with him a lot more.” Slenderman tutted at Michael, giving the nipple clamps a sharp tug before he dragged Charlie off into the freezer.
Michael just whined, clearly displeased that he couldn’t play with Charlie anymore. He just loved the way his cold, frozen skin felt on his. But there was nothing he could do while he was stuck to the St. Andrews Cross.
When Slenderman got back to Michael, he tugged the anal hook a little higher up, making sure it was still deep in the Omega. He couldn’t let it droop too far or it’d drop to the floor. Michael wiggled a little, trying to grind down on the anal hook.
Slenderman then got to work on making Michael come again. He started to stroke the Omega’s cock at a fast pace, getting him close to an orgasm. Michael had already been ready to come, the anal hook doing a great job at getting him close to that edge.
Michael could feel himself getting closer and closer to his orgasm, euphoria just in reach as he bucked his hips into his Alpha’s hand. He came apart with a loud cry, his seed shooting onto Slenderman’s pants and hand.
Instead of stopping his movements, Slenderman just continued to stroke Michael’s softening member. He could see the way the Omega twisted, the overstimulation just a little too much for him, but Slenderman didn’t stop. He just kept going, even going as far as quickening his pace up a little more until Michael was ready to come again.
He jerked Michael off a total of four times until he turned his attention to Gerard, who was still on the chair. There was a steady stream of precum going from his tip to his balls, and Slenderman knew that the moment the cockring was pulled off, the Beta would come gloriously.
He stalked over to the man, cupping his balls and rolling them in his hand a few times before he ran his hand up Gerard’s length, rolling his tip between his index finger and thumb before he actually took the cockring off.
With only a few strokes, Gerard came with a shout, a steady spurt of cum shooting up into the air at least three and a half feet into the air. He quickly made a white puddle a few feet away from him.
“There you go, such a whore you are, coming like that.” Slenderman cooed, stroking Gerard through his orgasm until the man started twitching and writhing on the chair. Only then did he let up and stop stroking the Beta’s cock.
Gerard slumped in his chair like a deflated balloon when Slenderman stopped stroking his cock. He was completely done now, and so was Michael. Michael’s cock was now completely limp, his nipples ached, and his thighs were raw and red from the spanking. Not to mention, he was completely covered in his own cum.
“My poor little sluts, you’re both completely worn down, aren’t you?” Slenderman hummed as he uncuffed Gerard from the chair and carried him over to a couch before doing the same to Michael, making sure to take the anal hook out of his ass. He had punished both of his whores well.
He took a damp rag and started cleaning the leftover cum from Michael’s thighs before it could dry down and get harder to clean. Then he cleaned what little cum Gerard had on the tip of his cock. Gerard wasn’t really covered in cum, not when he had came in such a big stream that most of his cum was in a puddle a multiple feet away.
Slenderman got both of his whores cleaned up and dressed in comfortable clothes before he used his tentacles to carry both of them upstairs and tucked them into bed.