Make Me a Monster [Bendy x Sammy Lawrence] [14+]

⚠️Chapter Five⚠️

Sammy got on his hands and knees for his master, ready to obey whatever wish he has. He waited for his next demand. To his confusion, Bendy bent down on one knee next to him. One of his hands went to his shoulder again, holding him almost compassionately. The ink dripping down his face seemed to thicken. It was giving him a more menacing demeanor. Sammy felt something odd in his body. What was that? He still couldn't quite place the feeling he had this entire time. It's odd. What was it and why was it intensifying as he noticed he Lord was closer than normal.

"Listen up and listen good Samuel. I need you to help me transform into a beast. All you need to do is sit back and do nothing until I say so. If you disobey, you get punished. If you obey, you get pleasure. Are you ready to play this game?"

Sammy nodded almost too eagerly. Why did the mention of pleasure excite him? He was so confused her ready to obey. That's when he noticed bendy's Claws wrapped around the suspenders of his overalls. He felt them unclipnfrom his belt. The straps fell at his sides. He held his tongue of protests and questions. His Master told him to sit back until he was told to do anything. He felt his lord's hands touch him on his chest, palm flat on his pecs. He sharply inhaled. His cold touch gave him an indescribable feeling. What was this? Why was he so hyper reactant? This was so stimulating. He had no idea what was going on.

"Now, don't hold in any noises you want to make, Prophet~. That's part of our little game~"

He felt his lord's nails dig into him. Sammy let out an exclamation of pain entwinged with something else. He doesn't know how to describe exactly what he is feeling. His Lord is touching him and telling him basically to scream when he did so. He felt so hot. He felt like his ink was melting right off his body and was magically being pulled together to maintain his humanoid form. His lord dragged his fingers up to his neck, then he scratched all the way to his shoulders. The inkt demon cranes his neck, gripping onto Sammy's shoulders. Sammy watched him let his tongue peek out. He heard his cackle in his deep, seductive voice. The second the tip of his tongue hit his neck Sammy McFreaking Lost it.

"oooAAAAAH~ My Lord~ aah~"

Bendy licked a stripe up Sammy's Inky Black neck. He was squirming under his grip. If he squirms a bit more, he would be out of Bendy's grasp. Sammy gasped again when he felt a weight on his groinal Region. He saw Bendy sitting on his lap, now using one of his hands to pin his arms above his head. When did that happen? Sammy had no clue. He was just sitting there taking this whole thing. Bendy kept licking st his neck and Sammy kept moaning. At least, the thought he was moaning. His deep voice ring through the walls. His voice was all both he and his lord could hear in the silence of the animation studio.

"M-My loAH~rd! I... I...!"

Bendy suddenly stopped. Sammy felt his nails dig deep into his shoulders and he drove his hips down onto the smaller male's. Sammy gasped and held in a hiss, knowing his lord would not like to hear anything negative despite his orders. Sammy opened his eyes, which he didn't even realize were closed, and looked at his Master. He was towering Ive him ominously. Sammy was melting. He was literally melting. There was silence. Silence that was barely filled with the feint purring of the Inky demon and the heavy panting from Sammy. After a moment of agony and anticipation, his lord and savior finally spoke.

"You've disobeyed me. Time for punishment~."

Sammy felt himself suddenly go cold, like he was dropped into a bucket of ice and was getting isntsnt hypothermia. His savior lifted his free hand and hovered it over him ominously. WHst was he going to do? And why was Sammy not scared in the slightest?