Spander AU.
NC17
Spike and Xander fell through a dimensional rift into a slave world where Vampires rule. This is their eleventh year here.

Master

by
Queenie

Lubed...

Stretched...

Submissive...

Kneeling...

Eyes down...

Dressed in strips of leather that revealed more than concealed and left him open to instant access...

Perfect.

Just as he had ordered. Spike gazed with growing lust on the kneeling figure displayed for his pleasure.

Spike insisted on complete obedience from all his sex slaves and was quick to punish any faults. Xander tried not to give him any reason these days, but, of course, his punishments were subject to his master's whims, as Spike was Xander's lawful owner and Master and could punish any transgression, real or imagined. When they had first arrived in this strange universe Xander had resisted his fate strenuously, but the years here had worn his resistance away.

Humans were little more than domestic food animals or, if they were lucky, favoured pets. Vampires ruled over all with an iron fist.

Spike had adapted to this world with enthusiasm and quickly moved up the ranks to become lord and master of a sizable territory.

The scientists of this world had been fascinated by Spike's chip. They hadn't tried to remove it, and Xander often wished that they had, instead they had simply reversed the polarity of the signal.

The copyright had made Spike extremely wealthy

Reversing the polarity meant that now the chip gave Spike jolts of pure ecstasy when he caused a human pain, almost incapacitating him with pleasure, and making him instantly hard.

Spike spent most of his time horny these days.

And the vampires of this world were lining up to have the chip implanted.

Xander watched as his Master walked over and ran his hand through Xander's long hair. He could see Spike's hard length pushing against the silk trousers he usually wore here.

Vampire stamina.

Sometimes Spike would go weeks without sending for Xander, letting his favorite pet rest while he made use of one or more of the many other slaves he owned, men and women, depending on his mood.

Often more than just one.

Xander was left alone in reasonable comfort in the harem quarters, though the slave-master put all the sex-slaves through a grueling daily physical workout in order to keep them fit and supple for their master's use.

But Spike had sent for Xander three nights running now, and his body was feeling the effects of his master's attentions.

Spike moved to where he could see Xander's erect nipples, framed by leather straps, one pierced with a silver ring and the other unadorned. He leaned down and suckled on the pierced tit, which hardened instantly. Taking the ring between even white teeth Spike tugged gently, sending shockwaves of pleasure straight to Xander's groin, while he tried to maintain an impassive stance.

Releasing the nipple he rubbed the neglected one between his finger and thumb, then pinched it hard, giving it a sharp painful twist before releasing it.

Xander's breathing increased rapidly at this treatment.

So did Spike's.

He was panting short unneeded breaths as his body shook to the pleasure the chip was giving him at Xander's twinge of pain.

Holding out a small nipple clip he said "Put it on."

Xander fumbled with the little device, hissing as it bit down on his tender flesh. Last night's session had not ended well, and he was still tender.

Xander wondered when he would learn instant obedience. It still came hard, despite the years of training he'd endured.

He had failed to respond to one of Spike's commands fast enough last night, and Spike had disciplined him for it in an extended punishment session, using a leather flogger repeatedly across his chest, catching his nipples painfully. The damn vampire had managed to come three times during Xander's punishment thanks to that bloody chip.

They had been in the shower, water being one of his master's kinks. Spike had been leaning back against the wall, head thrown back waiting for Xander to give him a blow job, and Xander had been too slow.

Deeply tucked into the deepest corner of Xander's brain was the knowledge that he'd been slow because he'd been gazing at the picture of beauty Spike made like that, dripping wet, with his hard cock jutting out proudly from his compact body. He'd been lost for precious moments, and Spike was never patient.

Spike looked satisfied now, though, his eyes hot as he gazed at Xander's appearance, and his erection pushing against the thin silk containing it.

Xander held the position of favoured pet. A position he needed to hang onto, or risk joining the slaves in Spike's larder.

Spike very carefully kept his larder and his harem separate.

Spike usually came when he ate, the rush of blood combining with pleasure from the chip would send him spiraling over the edge by the second or third food-slave. Vampire stamina meant he usually came two or three times during meal times

Dinner usually resembled an orgy, as the food-humans became aroused by the bite and turned to each other as their master discarded each one in turn, turning to the next.

The larder slaves had a short life-span though, as Spike too often forgot to stop draining when caught in the throes of orgasm.

Draining your slave was considered the height of bad manners, the vampires of this world made do with small amounts of blood taken from a dozen or so humans at a time.

Spike tried, but as he was happy to admit, he had no manners.

Sitting down on a well padded couch, he relaxed back and ran a shapely hand over his erection.

"Well, come on pet, my cock's not going to fuck itself," he said, gesturing for Xander to move forward and straddle his lap, facing him.

The strips of leather Xander was wearing did nothing to conceal his erection and his cock pressed against the cool silk of Spike's trousers. Xander could feel Spike's thick cock pressing back through the thin fabric, hard against his.

In this position, a favorite of Spike's, Xander's nipples were level with Spike's mouth. Taking Xander's nipple ring between his teeth Spike began to play with it.

Xander's nipples were very sensitive which Spike was well aware of. Xander found it impossible to stay still during any kind of nipple play, and was instantly squirming in Spike's lap.

As Xander squirmed, causing his cock to rub against Spike's, his Master started to pant and tug harder at the little ring between his teeth, while twisting the other nipple between finger and thumb, receiving little jolts of pleasure continuously from the chip, making him desperatly horny.

"That's right...there's a good pet, lovely little slut you are..." he murmured hoarsely as his free hand moved around to cup Xander's ass.

Xander felt two fingers pushing impatiently inside him, easily breaching his slick hole thanks to the thorough preparation his ass had received earlier from the slave-master's toys.

Spike now had an urgent need to penetrate Xander without delay, his cock was leaving a wet mark against the silky fabric between them and he had three fingers pumping Xander's ass.

"Oh fuck..so hot..fuck..need...now!.." he panted as he released his erection and pushed it up against Xander's ass cheeks.

"Come on pet...mount me now...there's a good...oh fuck....yessss.." he hissed as Xander raised himself and reached for Spike's cock.

Xander's right hand was lubed in readiness for this, and he slid his fingers over the thick mushroom head, coating it as well as he could before impaling himself on nine inches of thick hard flesh.

Spike pushed up hard, thrusting in to the hilt. Xander was given barely a moment to adjust to the intrusion before he was grabbed by the hips and Spike began fucking him hard.

Spike hadn't stopped sucking and biting at Xander's nipple, making the other one hyper sensitive for some attention too, much to Xander's shame. He felt he'd come on the spot if Spike so much as brushed against it. It ached for attention.

Spike's cock was hitting Xander's prostrate at every thrust, and he started to panic as he hadn't been given permission to come.

As if he'd read Xander's mind, Spike glanced up through his eyelashes, teeth still tweaking Xander's abused nipple. "You want to come?" he asked as his thrusts increased in speed.

Xander was shaking with need, he hadn't been allowed to come at all for the past few nights, and twice in the past he'd suffered the penalty for bringing himself off, thanks, and he wouldn't be doing that ever again.

Xander could feel his balls tightening and nodded his head frantically. "Please Master..." he moaned

The neglected nipple was near Spike's hand and Xander twisted a bit to move it closer. Spike realised suddenly what Xander was doing, and chuckled.

Without slowing his thrusts, he reached across and gave the nipple a sharp pinch, then began tugging on it.

Both of them hissed with pleasure.

"Come for me pet," he said softly as Xander spurted all over his chest before collapsing. As Xander faded to black he felt Spike pulsing inside his hole. Spike was coming and Xander was content.

The End

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