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WARNING: Graphic sexual assault. If you get squeamish, don't come to me! You have been warned!

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"So, Bobby thinks you know more than you're telling."

"Does he now? And what do you think?

"I think he's right. So spill."

"Why would I tell you anything?"

"Look, the more information that I have the faster, you'll get your demon and be out of my life."

"And the faster you find your brother."

"Just… Why won't you tell me? Is it some secret plan to take over or…?"

"I told you before, it's a family matter."

"So Asmodeus is family?"

Dantanian didn't respond immediately. And then, "Yes."

"So what do you want him for?"

"Revenge."

"Of course."

"Asmodeus thinks he's big stuff. Powerful and 'all-knowing.' Long ago when we would have been considered young, he surpassed me. Made me look like a fool. I have been permanently labeled as weak and useless." He scoffed. "At least the lower demons don't attract unwanted attention to themselves…"

"So how exactly will you take your revenge?"

"By simply doing the same to him."

"Surpassing him?"

"How will any of this help you?" Dantanian said.

"I like to know all the cards."

"What about you?"

"I need to find my brother. You know that. There's nothing else to it. No ulterior motive. You, on the other hand, being a demon…"

Dean's cell went off. He quickly answered it. "Bobby?"

"I think I have a lead on where this Asmodeus resides."

Sam eventually passed out from the pain. (Either that or Asmodeus allowed him to pass out. Either way Sam was grateful for it.) His unconscious state was a numb void. A relief from Asmodeus and his games. But as consciousness came back to Sam, he was left gasping as tears sprung to his eyes. The skin that was once again unmarked and unscarred was on fire. The burning red hot pain spread through his body and penetrated his mind like a blade. Sam concentrated on the pain and forced it to shrink… little by little, until it was bearable.

That's when Sam noticed his burlap pants were gone. Sam was naked and tied eagle-spread to a four-poster bed. A dirty rag stuffed in his mouth, kept in by another rag serving as a crude gag. It took a moment for Sam to comprehend his situation. Though, even when Sam's brain did manage to comprehend the possibilities, it quickly went into denial. Sam screwed his eyes shut and shook his head vehemently.

"Control," Asmodeus' voice floated over him. "The ability to manage or direct." Sam tensed as he felt the naked legs of Asmodeus' meat-suit straddle him. "What happens when this ability is taken from you? Especially when it concerns your body." Sam could see through his mind's eye the wicked grin spread across Asmodeus' face.

It was only when Asmodeus started to caress and knead Sam's flesh that the situation came crashing down on him and he started to resist. His body became numb to the previous pain of the beatings as he bucked, writhed, and jerked to get away from the unwanted touch. He froze when Asmodeus grabbed his testicles with a firm grip. He shivered as a ring was slid up his penis and squeezed tightly on. Sam shook his again in denial. He couldn't let this happen. Not this… He did the only thing that might please Asmodeus to stop. He begged... in the only way he knew how. He screamed into his gag. It was barely audible as a 'please', but Asmodeus heard it. He grinned with pleasure. He knew had done it. His 'Pet' was now almost complete broken. He just had to complete this final act.

Asmodeus plunged himself into Sam. He screamed at the sudden intrusion. His body split in half with each thrust. Each one more painful as Asmodeus entered deeper and harder. He felt himself grow hard under the assault. Sam shook his head in refusal. I don't want this… I don't want this…

Your body does.

Asmodeus continued his attack until Sam's forced erection was at it's peak and begging for release. Sam's screams had been reduced to pitiful whimpers as the pressure in his groin pressed on his psyche. Asmodeus tore himself out of Sam with a violent pull. Sam could feel the blood and other viscous liquid drip down his thighs from his anus. Sam's body shook with a feeling that was supposed to be bliss… It was agony to Sam's very core. Asmodeus untied Sam and rolled him onto his back. He knew he didn't have to retie his 'Pet' down. Sam's fight had been permanently removed. He stroke Sam's hardened penis. Sam's tears were renewed as his body betrayed him once again. Sam begged for the ring to be removed. He wanted release. He needed it.

Asmodeus removed Sam's gag and plunged himself in again. Sam choked on the hardened member in the back of his throat. Sam sobbed against the newest intrusion. He couldn't breathe as Asmodeus entered deeper in. At long last, he exited Sam's mouth leaving his lips bruised and bleeding.

Almost done, Asmodeus thought with glee. He held Sam's testicles with a vice-like grip as he removed the ring. He sucked on Sam slowly, refusing Sam's total release just yet. Sam found himself thrusting slightly into Asmodeus' mouth. Sam mewed pitifully. It could be translated easily as 'Release me, please.' When Asmodeus finally allowed Sam's release, he arched and cried as the sensitive nerves were set loose. The over-stimulated orgasm hurt to the core of his bones, forcibly ripped from his body. No, it's not my body… It wouldn't do this, I wouldn't let it. Asmodeus smiled and left Sam in the room, laying in his own blood and come. "You are ready, Pet."

Sam stared into space, eyes glassy and unfocused. He lay limply, completely accepting of what he was now. He was Asmodeus' Pet. His subject of abuse and pleasure. And nothing more.

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