Summary: Jo secretly got off to Sam being possessed by Meg in ep 2.14 Born Under A Bad Sign. Ruby finds this amusing and wants to share her toy. Ruby/Jo/Sam porn.

Warnings: Bondage, dub-con (of the too-aroused-to-say-no variety), references to spanking, whipping and beating.

Sweat coated Jo's entire worn out frame and she shivered as she remembered Ruby coaxing out every secret shame she had regarding Sam and the night he was possessed. Things she had no business thinking or feeling, but thought about religiously, especially when she was alone and using her hand to get off. Him grabbing her wrists as she struggled to get away. Him holding her in place so easily. Tying her up, taking out that knife and teasing her with it. She had wanted him to touch her whole body with it, cut the clothes off, use her as she was tied to the goddamned pole.

With every morsel of information Ruby had laughed, fucked her faster and harder with her fingers, teased her pussy, made her cry as she came. Called her a good little toy as Jo fucking blushed.

And now Jo was alone because Ruby said she was getting her reward. Said she would be back very soon, but wasn't going to take any chances. She was left strapped down to a table like one might find in a hospital. Her body ached from the beating and fucking, but already screamed for another round just at the idea of Sam taking her however he wanted...

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"Wake up, little girl. I brought you a present." Cold hands smacked her face and she moaned, turned her head away from the touch.

"Tired," she yawned, but opened her eyes anyway and promptly let out a squeak.

Sam.

Sam Winchester was in the room, standing a few feet behind Ruby. And...and Jo was very under-dressed for the occasion. She squirmed, but the binds made it impossible to hide.

"S-Sam," she gasped, wide-eyed and unable to look away. He stared right back, not wavering for a moment, seemingly unaware of her lack of clothes.

"You see, little Sammy will do anything for a fix these days." Ruby grinned wickedly and leaned in closer to Jo so she could feel her breath ghosting over her skin. "Although, trust me sweetheart, he would've come anyway. Turns out this thing of yours isn't so one-sided. Ain't that right, Sam?"

Sam still hasn't looked away and neither has Jo. She swallowed, licked her lips. Sam's eyes tracked the movement and her heart jumped. "Yes," he said, and Jo felt like dying right on the spot. If she wasn't dead already. Is this even real? He wants me.

Jo whimpered as Ruby licked into her mouth. She melted into the kiss, became pliant under Ruby's talented tongue as she fucked into her nice and dirty, sucking and biting her lips near the end of the kiss. When Ruby finally pulled back Jo was shaking.

"Fuck," Sam said, voice deep and harsh, causing Jo to jerk. She almost forgot he was watching. Almost. Jo glanced down his body, amazed to see his hands trembled.

He walked forward and stood next to Ruby, now only a foot away. If she wasn't tied down she could reach out and feel him. Jo made a noise in the back of her throat.

"Something you want, Jo?"

"Touch me, for fuck sake! Anything."

Ruby moved and stood near Jo's head, started combing her fingers through her hair. "Ask nice, toy," Ruby said as she pulled.

"Fucking please! Please touch me. Anywhere you want. Anything you want. Fucking driving me crazy just standing there looking at me."

Sam tilted his head thoughtfully, finally put a hand on Jo, on her fucking panties no less. "These need to come off, I think." He traced the edge of them, making her abdominal muscles dance in response. "Yes," he growled. "Wanna see what you're hiding under here, Jo. You wet for me?"

He curled a couple fingers into her undies and tugged hard. They bit into her skin and broke like nothing. She gasped, and Ruby covered up her moans with her mouth again. "Mm, thought so." His fingers dipped into her pussy, nice and shallow. "Could fuck you just like this, you know. Just jam my dick in. But I kinda want to make you come in my mouth first."

Jo cried out as Ruby sucked on her breasts and Sam's lips touched down on her clit, still fucking unable to grab either of them.

She was too turned on to care. But she vowed that once she got free she'd get them back.

A/N: Written for Wren because we both have a fetish for Jo and Sam interactions.

In my mind this fic takes sometime during the four months Dean was in Hell and Sam was crazy depressed.

I listened to 'Monster' by Skillet and 'Animal I Have Become' by Three Days Grace while writing this.

There is a sequel to this if anyone's interested in seeing it!