It was dark. That's all Dean knew as a collar of metal dragged him along somewhere. His bright green eyes strained to see through the darkness, occasionally stopping, but being pulled harder, yelping in pain as the metal chaffed against his neck roughly. He was shoved into a tall cage and chained to the sides so his arms were up and out. Dean could hear something on the other side of the grating, but couldn't make the sounds out until a bright light illuminated his naked body. He saw that he was in front of a crowd of about a dozen men and women. A loud and gruff voice announced that Dean was a virgin, then the bidding began.
Castiel, was the youngest son the Garrison family, all rich fake holy people. They say they do God's work, if they truly did, they wouldn't be here. This place of blasphemy, and of disgust. Castiel thought it was hilarious to watch his older brothers chase slave women around. He himself never owned himself a slave, or needed one. He thought they were dirty and worthless, less than anything, he could spend time more with homeless people. Cas was in the crowd, when he saw the beautiful chiseled naked man. Those eyes alone were worth lots of money... Virgin? Castiel never rose his panel higher.
Dean flinched when he heard the words "Sold to buyer 23!" yelled out through the room. Dean was taken from the cage and to a room to wait for his new Master, some loose pants put on him and a thick leather collar wrapped around his neck. Dean held his hands in front of him and looked to the ground. He didn't expect his new owner to be kind, he wasn't an idiot. His first and only Master was a cruel and terrible man, and he had broken Dean since he was sold into slavery as a teenager. He waited patiently beside the auctioneer.
Castiel strolled into the room with his brothers, who were making side comments about "Cas you said you'd never buy one, what changed your mind?" or "Cassie couldn't pass up a piece of man candy, eh?" Gabriel said strolling up to an a dark woman, she looked more pissed than scared. Gabe liked her because she was feisty. Cas approached Dean. "You speak? What's your name?" Cas hissed, gesturing Dean to look at him.
Dean looked up at the man who had bought him, admiring the man's blue eyes and dark hair, but the harsh voice made him wince. "I do. My name's Dean." He muttered as he looked back down.
"Dean; average, nothing important, valley, holy, and good." Cas listed off what that name means, like it's a habit. Cas refuses to touch Dean until Cas' maids at the estate clean him, until he's red. "Come on, we haven't all day, I have midday dinning with my family at 4."
Dean looked offended, but he didn't have the right to be offended. He followed his Master out of the room obediently.
Cas got into a long town car, black tented windows which made impossible to see through them. Cas fixed his tie, and Gabe got in, the followed by Kali. "Alfie, estates, no stops." Dean got into the car and sat patiently, one of the men in the car looking at him with a mischievous grin. He didn't like it.
The ride was very short and quiet, except for Gabe's perverted comments to Kali, who pretended to like it. Cas picked at his nails, leg crossed over the other, tapping impatiently. Cas is very orderly, and when things don't go his way he becomes aggressive. Getting to the estate, with the slave quarters the farthest from the front, avoiding unwanted guests, judging the family of the "Lord". Over 100 rooms throughout the large house. The acres of land around were apple trees. Cas got out, straightening out his suit. Dean got out of the car and looked at the enormous place he would be living in. He glanced at his Master and waited for him to do something, so he could do as he said. He would only listen to that man. No other. It was his job.
"You'll put on the servant clothes, it makes you seem less standout-ish. It's nothing too depressing just, comfortable clothes; Black t-shirt, flannel over shirt, and some jeans. Then some dress clothes for when we have parties." Cas said then added. "I suggest you get comfortable, you'll be starting your work soon." Then Cas shooed Dean off, to go with Bela and Joanna to lead him to the slave quarters.
Dean nodded. "Yes Master." He murmured as he followed the women to the slave quarters. He was given his clothes, but not before he was cleaned until his skin burned by one of the other slaves, Bela, who was very cruel with her strokes. He went to his new room and admired it. It was far better than he ever could have hoped. He loved it. Getting settled into the room, the room was the size of a closet. Still it was, better than his last owner. He had something at least, it was almost a dream come true, even if it was only a shared room with 2 beds and dresser.
Cas spent his lunch with family, with small conversation. Balthazar had his slave, Celine, sucking him off. Cas gets easily annoyed at his brothers who have sex, when and wherever they want. "Cas you're all pent up, you need little fuck now and then," Balthazar said noticing Cas' face.
"Oh Balthy if Cassie dear was going to, he would've. Castiel is a virgin with capital P.R.U.D.E." Gabe replied mouthful of fries.
"Bite me, I don't need to get laid to have enjoyment." Cas hissed at the two, then rolled his eyes and went back to eating. His family thinks he's weird that he rather be lounged with a book, and some tea. Calm from the long day, and think about all the little things. For example, some honey bees he saw in the garden that day. Yes his family thinks he's weird he rather enjoy God's mysterious treasures, than have any sort of sexaul context.
"How about you have that slave boy bite you, big boy?" Gabriel snorted.
"Slave boy? Castiel did you buy a slave today, with your brothers?" Naomi asked. "You know I wanted to be at your first purchase, I've talked about this."
"I didn't plan on it, I just wanted him," Cas replied.
"And we all know Cassie, what ever he wants, he gets. Mr. I can't have a jolly good time, because I have stick up my-"
"Balthy you better calm it, Cassie darling might gain another one." Gabriel snickered.
"When you two decide to be done, I'll begin planning to kill you in the most slow and sadistic way possible. When I'm done with you, the crucifixion of Jesus Christ will look like child's play." Castiel said in a slow deep tone, that the whole house, damn the whole family feared. He excused himself then took his usual trip to his personal heaven. The Garden. Then he relaxes himself in the study, it had been a long day.
He thought about the slave he purchased. What was this creature, what brought him there? What person would put a man like Dean, handsome and soulful, in the slave trade. Perphase Dean was born into it, mother was probably a bitch to someone, got her pregnant and refused the child. The fact that he was a virgin still surprised him, he'd think the last owner would pounce on Dean. The phone on the lamp table rings. "Hello?"
"Castiel, darling. You need to help mommy, she needs your help, and you can't say no."
"What is it mother?"
"We've been accused as a queer baiting society. You are going to have to tell at our gala end of the month, your dirty little secret."
"What dirty little secret?"
"Castiel, you think I don't know my own son?"
"Step-son..." Cas mumbled.
"Well I'm the only mother you have ever known, and I've raised you, so you are my son."
Castiel sighed, this women barely raised him, his older brothers; Gabriel and Balthazar did. He only called her Mother to entertain her, and show her respect. Which he falsely gave. "I still don't know about this secret."
"We all know you aren't heteronormative, clearly you must be gay then."
"Or I just don't see the urge in dipping myself into the den of iniquity. That doesn't mean I'm a homosexual."
"Well you're not Ace like Luci."
"He's not an asexual Naomi, he just hates everyone."
"You're not whatever Gabriel and Balthazar are."
"They don't like to be labeled."
"Micheal, myself, and Anna are all heteronormative." Cas laughed under his breath, Naomi has been with the family since, well, forever. And she doesn't know any of Chuck's kids at all. She labeled each one of the family members, including her own son and daughters. "Castiel. I know the truth, your father told me."
"That's not true, how would he know that I'm gay-" Cas bit his tongue, Naomi was a master at manipulation. She knew what set Cas off and what didn't, knew how to get him to do what she wants. She must've wanted Castiel to admit at the gala because he was the only one who would fall for it. "But, how do I even tell them?"
"Easy Cassie, get boyfriend, or at least a date for the gala."
"But Mother, my social skills-"
"Are rusty, I know, either way you are going to tell them."
N/A: This was based off an omegle conversation, I just stole the idea and some stuff in the beginning. They were Dean, but were only on for a few times then left. :(. I think it's an interesting plot to work with. Modern slave AU, that takes place in North America. Where Slavery is taboo and wrong (because it is) I called in Beauty and The Beast because my story is starting to sound like that, without trying. So just going with it.