Supernatural Imagines

Sam x Reader - Professional Help (Part 2)

Pairing: Sam x Prostitute!Reader 

Word Count: 1419

Warnings: smut, swearing, sub!Sam, dom!Reader, bondage, use of blindfolds, dirty talk

Summary: Sam's tired of hiding his true desires and decides to embrace his kinks, so he seeks the help of a professional. 

A/N: Second part, containing smut! YAY! 

There are surely some spelling mistakes, because I was too lazy to check.

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Tik - tok, tik - tok, the constant ticking of the clock was the only noise filling the dark room. The only light was coming from the few candles that you lit earlier that day to set the mood. It has been a rather slow day at work for you - zero clients today. You were sitting at the edge of the bed in your room, well your office, of sorts. You haven't been in the business for a long time, but you still had managed to make quite a name for yourself, during that time. You honestly liked it, you liked the other girls and you've already gotten used to the judgemental stares of the people in your town, every time you went out in the public. As much as you liked the job, you weren't planing on being a prostitute for the rest of your life - you wanted a real career, but at the same time, you knew that nobody was going to take you seriously when you tell them that you used to be a call girl. Well, to be fair, you weren't just a regular call girl, no - all your clients had their special needs. Your clients were mostly bored husbands, that liked when someone walked on their backs in heels or smacked them around a couple of times. It wasn't much, but you enjoyed the complete control you had over them in those moments. 

Two loud knocks on your door interrupted your thoughts. You quickly jumped up from the bed and opened the door. Your boss, Wendy was standing there with a big smile on her face. Behind her was a tall, handsome man. - "Y/N, this is our new client, Sam." - she spoke up. He didn't look like any of your other clients. He was younger and definitely hotter. "It's so nice to meet you." - you said in a seductive tone and he just smiled back at you. - "I'll leave you two. Have fun." - she sent you a quick wink and headed back to the main room. "Come in, Sam." - you said and stepped aside to let him inside. He stepped in and looked around the small room. His eyes stopped at all the 'gear' hanging from the one of the walls. Paddles, whips, chains, ropes and all that good stuff. You smirked when you saw the look on his face - his eyes were wide and his mouth was gaping a little. This really was his first time. - "Seeing as this is your first time, would you like to go over some details with me, Sam?" - he looked at you and just shook his head 'yes'. - "I know this seems a little scary at first, but I promise it's amazing in the end." - you gave a little smile and looked him straight in the eyes. They were dark and the desire was written across his features. - "Do you trust me, Sam?" - "Yes."

Thirty minutes later, the two of you had discussed all the little things that he need to know. You'd even chosen a safe word - 'kite' and he had promised you that he'd use it if he needed to. Now was time for the fun stuff - "Strip for me, Sammy. But leave the boxers on." - you said, licking your lips and he almost immediately complied. One by one, each one of his layers of clothes came off. You watched as he peeled his t-shirt off last, revealing his toned abs and all those delicious muscles. - "Lay on the bed - on your bag. I'm gonna tie you to the bed now." - he crawled on the bed. - "Do you prefer handcuffs or rope?" - you asked - "Handcuffs." - he answered. After you handcuffed him to the bed, you straddled his hips feeling his clothed erection poke your inner thight. - "My rules are simple, Sam - I tell you when to speak and you can't come without my permission, unless you want to be punished. Am I clear?" - you asked and he shook his head rapidly - "You're gonna have to use your voice, baby. So, am I clear?" - "Y- Yes." - he let out.

You stood up from him and walked over to one of your drawers, taking out a silk blindfold out of it. You walked over to the bed again and put the blindfold over his eyes. You steppd back and admired your view for a minute - your eyes lingering over his impressive bulge a little too long. 

Sam felt the bed dip as you crawled over, straddling him once more and placing your hands on his chest. You gave him a little kiss, before lifting your weight off of him. You started placing butterfly kisses all over his neck, going down to his chest, untill you reached his boxers. You tugged slightly on the waistband. You slid his boxers off and his pulsating erection sprung free. You licked your lips at the sight of his hard cock and quickly licked a long strip from the base to the tip, earning a grow from Sam, which made you smirk. He buckled his hips upwards in a desperate attempt to get some friction. - "Not yet, babyboy. Be patient." - you said in a mocking tone. You took his tip in your mouth and  swirled your tongue around it, your eyes never leaving Sam's face. You slowly began taking more and more of him into your mouth. He moaned and buckled his hips again. You took him out of your mouth - "Didn't I tell you not to do that, baby?" - he shook his head in agreement - "Speak up." - you demanded - "Y-Yes." - "Are you going to start listening to me or do I have to punish you?" - ""No, I'll be good, I promise." - his answer was satisfying enough to you, so you proceeded to pump his shaft up and down with one of your hands, while the other massaged his balls. Sam kept moaning and a string of profanities fell from his parted lips. You knew he was about to come and you pulled away. - "Not yet, Sammy. Remember - you come when I tell you to." - you reminded him and you noticed that he tugged at the handcuffs lightly.

Sam wanted to feel the warmth of your mouth over his cock for a little longer, but he didn't say a word, fearing that you might decide to punish him instead. 

You took your time in positioning yourself over his hips and moving your panties to the side, then linning him up to your soaking entrance. You slid his tip across your folds a couple of times, before actually dipping down onto his lenght. You ground your hips against his painfully slow. "Fuck" - You moaned, feeling him fill you up perfectly. You started moving up and down and the slight curve of his cock hit your sweet spot every time, pushing you closer and closer to your own release. 

Sam started tugging at the metal cuffs harder and harder, grunting and growling, which assured you that he was close too. You started bouncing faster. Sweat already starting to form on your forhead. The only sounds that filled the room now were the two of you's moans and the slapping of skin against skin. 

After a few more moments Sam felt like he was about to burst and you knew that - "Not yet, S-Sam." - you stuttered out. Literally seconds later, you felt like you couldn't take no more - "Come with me, baby." 

The two of you came at the same time - you came, screaming his name and he spilled his seed deep inside of you, cursing.

Twenty minutes later you were laying in that same bed - Sam getting dressed, reay to leave.As you watched him get dressed, you almost felt like you didn't want him to leave - he was different from your other clients. You wanted to see him again, but you didn't say anything - you just laid there, hoping that he'd stop by some time.