Preview of Coming Attractions.
AN: E/O Drabble challenge 3, word was Raw.
This will appear in the next chapter of Madness. With embellishments. It's Merisha's fault. And Gaelic for encouraging me. But it made a helluva drabble.
Face pressed into the splintery wood, Dean clenched his eyes, waiting for the next strike, thinking he knew what to expect now. But when this one fell, it made the first one seem a gentle caress by comparison as the buckle of the belt tore across the skin of his lacerated shoulders, digging into the raw flesh like the fangs of a snake.
He couldn't stop the cry as he was struck again, the burning blast of the leather sticking to his skin before it was ripped loose, encouraging voices spurring his torturer on.
After the sixth blow, he screamed.
End Notes: I really enjoyed this. I truly am a terrible person....