Chapter 4
Jesse stepped forward with a growl. He grabbed Sam's wrist and squeezed it, making Sam cry out in pain. Everyone reacted to the sound, especially Priestly. Trucker glared at Jesse, but didn't do anything. He wasn't just going to mess in someone else's life.
"Jesse, you're hurting me." Sam said. Jesse began to drag Sam towards the door, but Tish and Piper jumped in front of the door while Jen and Trucker stood behind him. Priestly went up to Jesse and pried Sam's wrist out of his hand. He gently pushed Sam over to the side, where Trucker went to him and put some ice on his wrist.
"Watch it you freak." Jesse said. "Sam is in trouble. He's going home with me right now." Priestly shook his head.
"No. He's staying here." Priestly said. He saw what Jesse was capable of. "Sam's too precious for you to be bossing around the way you do. Now leave." He said. Jesse shot a look over at Sam. Sam got a cold chill down his spine at the look.
"Priestly, don't." Sam said, moving away from Trucker. He walked to Jesse with his head hung down and tears threatening to fall from his eyes. He knew that Jesse would get him sooner or later and if it was later, then there would be hell to pay. "Come on Jesse." Sam said, moving towards the door. Sam cast Priestly one last sad look before he followed Jesse out of grill. Jesse roughly pushed Sam towards the fancy sports car, then roughly shoved him into the passenger side. Priestly watched helplessly as the car drove away.
Jesse shoved Sam onto the bed. Sam was scared of about what was going to happen. He felt his pants being tugged off of him and his shirt was going next. He watched as Jesse removed his belt. He suddenly felt the leather smack against his soft flesh. He cried out in pain, but was met with a slap to the face.
"No talking unless I say you can." Jesse said. He then held Sam's wrists together and bound them to the headboard using his belt. Sam struggled against the makeshift restraint, but he couldn't move. Jesse removed his clothes and moved on top of Sam, straddling his hips. "You disobeyed me yet again Sam. Now it's time to take your punishment."
With that, Jesse opened up Sam and thrust deeply into him. It was so quick that Sam wasn't sure what to expect. The pain flared through him as Jesse thrust into him unprepared. They usually used lube and occasionally condoms, but today, Jesse wasn't using anything. And it hurt. Sam let out a small whimper that made Jesse smile as he began to speed up his thrusts.
"Jesse please!" Sam begged. "You're hurting me! Stop it please!" Jesse stopped for the briefest moment to punch Sam. He gasped out as the skin began to sting.
"I said I don't want to hear you talk." Jesse said. He continued to thrust into Sam, even when Sam began to bleed from the lack of preparation. And as he continued to rape Sam, he slapped, punched, bit, and did everything to Sam that he could to inflict pain. Eventually, darkness overtook him.
Poor Sammy! Bad Jesse! Please review!