A/N: Continuation of the story "Mine" by winchester12. I have graciously been allowed to finish it. Rated M for a reason. Contains Explicit Rape, Non-Con, and Torture. If you don't like, don't read. This warning applies to all chapters. Seriously Dark Fic, with a Happy Ending. And please drop me a review or PM, be gentle it's my first story.

Forever Mine

Chapter 1

Before Caleb could take a shot, Alzo ran out of the house. He raised his hand, using his demon powers to throw Caleb against a tree, knocking him unconscious. Dean yelled for Sam to run. But before he could even take one step, Dean was thrown into the front grill of the Impala. His head slammed into the hood causing a large gash to open on his forehead. Blood flowed down his face, dripping down to stain the front of his shirt. He could only hope Sam escaped as the darkness claimed him.

Sam turned as soon as he heard Dean strike the car. "Come to me, Sam. Or I will kill them both," Alzo warned. Sam stared at Dean and Caleb. They were both out cold. Seeing them, he knew there was no way to escape without them being killed. With a look of utter defeat Sam reluctantly walked toward Alzo. He hoped that by cooperating the demon would spare the life of his brother and friend.

When Sam got close enough, Zack grabbed him roughly and smacked him in the face. Sam was loaded into a van, his towel removed. He was totally naked as handcuffs were placed on his wrists. The cuffs were attached a bar on the floor. His ankles were then placed in leather cuffs with metal rings attached to them. His ankles were then locked on another bar behind Sam. Locked into place on his hands and knees, the cuffs position made his ass stick up in the Air. Darla pinched his nostrils shut so a rubber ball gag could be placed in his mouth. Meanwhile Zack shoved a large, black, vibrating butt plug in his ass. A cock ring was placed on him. It had one wide metal band that tightened around the base of his cock and another that went around his balls. The demon glared manacingly at Sam.

Alzo growled at him, "You were very foolish to run Sam, but I am feeling generous today. So I will allow your friends to live, however, you must be punished severely for running. Sam noticed that Alzo held something in his hand. It was a thin metal rod about 5 inches long. Sam was confused and frightened, not knowing what was going to happen. The rod was lubed and Alzo grabbed Sam's member, which was hardening from the butt plug. As his cock was stroked, Sam closed his eyes tried to stay calm. The rod was placed into the slit in Sam's dick. He nearly passed out from pain as the rod was slowly pushed into his penis. Sam realized that between the rod and cock ring he could not come. The pain was getting worse each second, and he moaned.

Sam allowed large, fat tears to fall from his face as the van pulled away. He cried for Dean, knowing he may never see him again.

~~SPN~~

Sam had no idea how long he was in the dirty van, but felt it must have been hours. He lost track of how many times he passed out from the pain from the torture devices. Darla backhanded him each time he lost consciousness. The stress of being in one position the whole time was causing the agony of pins and needles to affect his worn out limbs. Moaning and crying he wondered if anyone would be able to find him this time.

After several hours, they came to a run-down and obviously abandoned house. Sam was unlocked from the van. His hands were hancuffed behind his back wth the toys being left in place. As he was roughly shoved out of the van, he fell with a sickening groan to the ground. He could barely get his stiff and painful extremities to move. Alzo ordered Zack and Darla to carry Sam inside to prepare for the ritual to come. He was thrown in a room and left crying on the floor. The room contained nothing but a bed with a stained and lumpy mattress. The bed also had leather straps placed at each corner. In the middle of the room, there was a metal ring attached to floor with a length of chain attached to it. Sam's ankle was placed in a solid metal cuff and locked onto the chain. Along with the bed there was a small sink and toilet, which had seen better days. At least it looked like someone had tried to clean it. As Sam lay on the bed, he wanted to run, fight, or do something. But with his hands cuffed behind him there was really nothing he could do. All he could think about was how much pain he was in and he began to lose hope.

As he lay on the bed exhausted and crying, Sam remembered Caleb's psychic abilities. He struggled to contact him for help. Caleb heard the pain-filled cry and asked if Sam could tell him his location. But Sam was too disoriented. Caleb tried to calm the boy, but it was no use. He let Dean know about Sam, leaving out how much pain he had felt from Sam.

When Dean heard about Sam, he was relieved to hear that Sam was alive. Although he was extremely frustrated that they could not get a location. A few hours later it became too much for him. Tears began to stream from his eyes and he slammed his fists on his, "Baby", leaving a good-sized dent in the trunk. He didn't even care. He just needed his brother back.

Caleb tried to comfort his friend, but he just brushed him off. "We need to regroup", was all Dean said.

~~SPN~~

Zack and Darla came for Sam after untold hours of pain. They removed the various torture devices and led him to a bathroom. As they passed what should have been the living room, Sam noticed a large table in the middle of the room. Sigils had been painted on it, some Sam recognized, but others seemed to be ancient. There were straps on each of the four corners of the table, and Sam could guess who they were for.

In the bathroom, Sam was cuffed to a bar in the tub and roughly washed down. For once he was not fondled or molested, which he was grateful for.

When he was clean and dry he was taken to the makeshift altar. Once again the cock ring, butt plug, and gag were placed on him. As Zack placed him on the altar, he made sure to slam the butt plug down on the table. Sam moaned. He was strapped down, then left to suffer.

Alzo came up to the altar and began to rub his hands all over Sam's body as the boy moaned and cried.

Zack brought over a small knife and made a cut down Sam's forearm, causing him to scream. Although the cut wasn't deep, it bled profusely. Darla caught the blood in a silver bowl. Alzo then cut his own arm and bled into the bowl, mixing his blood with Sam's.

Zack finally removed the gag from Sam's mouth and he immediately vomited. Zack slapped Sam, rocking his head to the side. "I'm not cleaning that up", he yelled. Even through his pain Sam chuckled. Alzo had to stop Zack from hurting Sam again, as the ritual needed to be completed.

Meanwhile, Darla was dipping her finger in the bowl of blood and painting symbols on Sam's body, Alzo began to suck on his swollen, red cock. He screamed, "Please, I'll do anything you want. Just please don't do this."

Alzo finally took mercy on Sam and removed the cock ring, leaving the butt plug in place. As soon as the ring was off Sam came, crying and moaning, as he passed out.

Sam was then allowed to rest so he would be strong enough for the ritual.