Dean closed his eyes hoping it would stop the screaming from entering his mind. He heard the door creak open and close behind him. Alistair had just left. He said he was done torturing for the day who was coming in? He heard footsteps coming closer and he tried his best like always to get out of the chains that kept him there.

"Well, well, well," said a female voice, "You're my father's new pet."

Dean turned his head to see a beautiful girl, something he hasn't seen in what seemed like ages. She was staring down at him with a grin.

"Mr. Dean Winchester huh?" she laughed as she walked around the table her nails tapping on it. Her eyes would drift over his body and then back up to his eyes. "I can see why most demons would come back down after even taking a look at you. You're all man." She laughed again as she stood in front of him.

"Who the fuck are you?" he asked in a hoard voice.

She laughed again and Dean felt her nails running up his jean covered legs. She licked her lips as she crawled up onto the table and on top of him. She licked her lips as their faces were inches apart.

"I'm Olivia," she softly caressed his cheek with the back of her hand. She smiled looking into his eyes.

"Another demon bitch, great," Dean rolled his eyes and watched her, "Wearing an innocent poor girl showing her the depths of Hell?"

She laughed as she sat up, "I'm only half…my father's Alistair and my mother was human. I can walk in and out of Hell whenever I please." Her eyes flashed black and turned back to her green eyes with a smile. "This is all natural." She ran her hands over her perfect body and bit her bottom lip.

"Great…demons are mating with humans now? Half breeds?"

"My mother had no choice. It was a prophecy. Everyone has a destiny that has to be fulfilled," she ran her fingers up his chest, "Just. Like. You." She grinned.

"Oh yeah and what is my supposed destiny?"

She laughed as she leaned over, "You'll see."

Olivia looked into his eyes and licked her eyes, "You have very handsome eyes," she looked down at his lips and smirked, "And lips that look so delicious." She traced his full lips with her tongue and then bit down on his bottom lip and pulled. "Mmmm…yummy, makes me wonder what else is yummy." She sat up as Dean watched her grab a knife from the table next to them. She smiled as she gripped his shirt and cut through it.

Dean felt her hands on his abs and bit his bottom lip as a feeling, a strong feeling, of lust ran through his body.

"Wh-what are you doing?" he asked feeling the lust run through his body.

She smiled, "Just having some fun." She licked her lips and then bent over licking his abs and running her nails over his body, "Mmm…you just taste so good."

Dean groaned feeling her tongue move lower and beneath his jeans.

"Olivia!"

Olivia sat up and stared at the door seeing Alistair standing there. Dean tried to look over but could only look so far he only saw the feet of Alistair.

"Olivia what have I told you about playing with the pets?"

Olivia slid off of Dean, "Sorry daddy, he was just really fun." She walked around the table and grabbed Dean by the face and looked down at him, "See you real soon hot stuff." She pushed his head away and walked towards the door and Alistair slammed it closed.

Dean's eyes slowly fluttered open. He went to rub them but he quickly realized he couldn't move. "What the hell?" Dean looked above to see both of his hands were tied to the headboard with his own leather belt. He pulled and tugged but it was no use. He was just making it tighter.

He looked around and saw he was in a large red bedroom with French doors that led outside. "Definitely not in Kansas anymore."

He saw the bedroom door open and in walked Olivia dressed in nothing but a pink and black lingerie set that was see though in all the right places. "Shit." He whispered.

"I was wondering when you were going to wake up and play with me." She walked in and closed the door behind her then locked it.

"What the hell do you want?" Dean asked, gritting his teeth at the sight of her. Sure she was hot but she was nothing more than a demon slut that he despised. They had a few good times in hell but that was then. He had nothing going for him but making her scream. That was one of the only things that gave him satisfaction. Those days were behind him now. He had to hold strong.

"I got what I want." She smiled at him as she made her way over to the king size bed. "I want you."

"Sorry sister. That's not going to happen." Dean said, "Now let me go."

"I don't think so. You are right where you need to be." She said and straddled him. "And I think deep down you want to be here with me."

Olivia bit on her bottom lip as he moved her hands slowly up his chest, "Hmmm I missed this hard perfect body smacking against mine. You still make me so hot."

"I'm pretty sure that's just the hell fire." Dean said.

Olivia threw her head back and laughed a little. "You and your jokes." She said and looked back at him, "I find it sexy."

"So does every other woman." Dean winked.

"But not every other woman can have you. You Dean Winchester are all mine." Olivia said. She leaned down and was inches from his face, "You know you want me as much as I want you." She said in a quiet but sexy voice. She moved her tongue over his lips and moaned a little. "I missed these lips. What do you say me and you pick up where we left off? You know I can do things that would make most men go unconscious."

Dean looked at her and pulled his head back away from her. "I would have to be crazy to ever go back to a demon bitch like you. The very thought makes me sick to my stomach."

Olivia leaned back and her face hardened. She pulled her hand back and slapped him hard across the face, "No one talks to me that way!"

Dean laughed as he turned back to her, "Is that all you got? Come on, I know daddy taught you better than that. That was weak baby."

Olivia was fuming. She balled up her fist and punched him even harder. "I think you need to remember who you're talking to!" she yelled and hit him again.

Dean's reaction was the same. He laughed in her face as blood ran from his lip. "Keep going. You know you can't hurt me. I won't break."

"Oh you will. I just have to find the right buttons like I did last time." Olivia wrapped her hand around his throat and squeezed and Dean gasped for air. She smiled and leaned closer to him again, "You are mine now. The sooner you realize that the better things will be. I can make this heaven or I can make this hell and we both know you don't want hell."

Olivia leaned closer and licked up the blood, "Mmm, taste so damn good. I can't wait to taste the rest of you."

"You better learn." Dean said.

Olivia released her grip and got off of him. "Don't underestimate me. Me and you are going to be together for a long time. Get use to it. I have nothing else better to do than to see what makes you tick. Get comfortable. You are in for a long ride." She said before turning around and walking out the door.

Dean threw his head back on the pillow and sighed, "I'm so screwed."

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A few hours later Dean was still struggling to get the leather belt off him but the more he tugged the more it dug into his skin bruising and making it bleed. "Fucking bitch is going to die," he seethed and looked around him trying to find anything that could help his situation.

Olivia opened the door and laughed watching Dean continue to struggle. Dean looked over at her seeing her with a drink in her hand, "Give it up Deanie there is no way out. I learned from the best on how to bondage people." She winked at him, "I think you learned it too."

"I swear Olivia once I get out of this I am going to kill you." He watched her through slit eyes as she walked closer to him.

She pouted, "Now Dean is that anyway to talk to me? After everything we've been through. All the good times."

Dean struggled again, "Ripping people's souls apart and hardcore fucking oh yeah good times." He winked at her.

Olivia sighed looking away from him, "You were so different back then," she bit her bottom lip, "the cold in your eyes, the way you would rip into someone it would get me so hot. Then you'd come after me with that hunger mad look in your eyes," she grinned and looked at him. Their eyes locked as she ran her hand up his chest, "You'd grab me and throw me down and force me into positions I never knew I could go into. You'd pound into me so hard bruise me and leave your mark…"

"I was fucking insane then. No way would I ever touch you now. You fucking demon whore."

Olivia glared at him and with her nails dug into his chest and Dean closed his eyes in pain then screamed as they dug deeper where amounts of blood came out and she ran them down.

"I can do worse Dean and you know it!"

"You bitch!"

"You want to see bitch! Huh Dean?" She stood up and walked towards her closet and opened it up. Dean saw all sorts of weapons and torture devices that reminded him of hell. "I tried to be nice. I tried to be fair but you are being a stubborn asshole. Just like you were before you said yes." Olivia grabbed a knife and walked over to him.

"Get the fuck away from me," he said watching her climb onto the bed and straddle his lap. She gripped his hair and pulled his head back and placed the knife under his neck, "Bring it on bitch!"

Olivia's eyes narrowed at him and she just stared at him for the longest time then a sneaky smile spread across her face. She let go of his hair and took the knife from his neck, "No…you know what how about I just go back to that motel of yours and get Sam because I know that you don't care what happens to you but little Sammy well…"

"You fucking touch him I'll kill you! I swear I will!"

She got up from his lap, "Sammy is a better trade off if you think about it. With the demon blood and all. Just think of the possibilities," she was mostly talking to herself as she traced her bottom lip with the knife. She looked at Dean, "I'd really have my prince then and he'd give himself up for a second to save his big brother…hmmmmm, but what to wear?"

Olivia walked over to another closet that held clothes, "Hmmmmm…"

"Don't…Olivia, don't."

"Don't what Dean? This is what you want no? You want out so I get Sam. It's a fair trade." She didn't look back but she had a smirk on her face. She knew how to work him. After all she knew him for almost forty years and dated him for ten of them.

"Just take me. Do whatever you want to me. Leave Sam alone." Dean threw his head back on the pillow breathing heavily from the deep scratch marks on his chest.

Olivia licked her lips and walked towards the bed. She smirked as she crawled on the bed and back on top of Dean.

"Let's make a deal Dean…you stay with me and never leave and do what I say and I won't go after little Sammy but if you break the deal and leave well Sam will be in your shoes. Do we have a deal?" She tilted her head looking into his eyes and saw him breaking.

"Yes."

Olivia leaned down with a smile, "Let's seal it then." She crashed her lips on his kissed him hard. She ran her hands through his hair and shoved her tongue into his mouth. She moaned at his taste and the feel of him beneath her. She missed him and now she had him all to herself. The only problem she had to deal with was his humanity. She had to kick it back out of him.

Authors Note: Oh my God 11 reviews you guys! You freaking rock! I heart all of you right now :D And just for you guys here is the second chapter. Thanks to April for the major help I was a little stuck and she pushed and pushed and out came a part…hmmm that sounds funny! Please review and more to come :D