VIOLET'S POV
After the first time with Crowley, things just went from bad to worse. He untied the ropes from my wrists and ankles but chained my ankle to one of the posts at the foot of the bed. The chain was long, but I couldn't get any farther than the bathroom. I could look out one window, but we were in a tall building and these windows didn't open. It seemed like he never left me alone. If I was on the bed, he was there too, stroking my leg or my arm. If I was using the bathroom or taking a bath, he was there, standing in the doorway, watching me. In between he was doing horrible things to me and making me do horrible things. And if I didn't do what he wanted, he would beat me or cause me pain in other ways too horrible to mention. I couldn't find my clothes and even if I had, I doubt he would have let me wear them. For the last two days, this was how it went.
"Come here, Pet", the demon purred. I looked away from him and started to tremble. "I know you're not going to make me repeat myself, Sweetheart." I crawled across the bed and down on to the floor on my hands and knees. Anywhere I went, I had to crawl to get there. He was sitting at a small table near the bed and I crawled toward him with my head down. I stopped next to him as he sat eating breakfast and knelt there, waiting with my head down. I learned early on that if I spoke out of turn, I would regret it. "Are you hungry, Pet?" At first I didn't answer. So my stomach answered for me. The demon smirked, taking a sip of his tea. He cut a chunk off a large slab of ham and picked it up with his fingers, holding it out to me. But when I opened my mouth he pulled it away. "Do you want this, Pet?", he cooed, dangling it over my head.
"Y-yes sir", I stuttered. He smiled wide and chuckled. He threw the ham back on his plate and looked down at me.
"What will you do to get it, hmm?" He turned toward me, leaning back in his chair with his legs spread. His hands went between his legs and rubbed himself up and down. Then his hands moved up and started to unbuckle his belt. When I heard his zipper, I glanced quickly down at his crotch and then back up at his face. This was something new. He had never asked me to do anything for food except grovel and beg on the floor like a hungry dog. I just stared back up at him with wide eyes and scrambled backwards away from him. His smile faded and was replaced by an angry sneer. "Not hungry, eh?" He stood up from his chair and followed me as I slid backwards on my ass. My back hit the bed and I gasped when he crouched in front of me. "I am famished!", he growled at me. He reached up and stroked my cheek and I cringed. His fingers slid down my face and stopped at my throat.
"Please don't!", I whimpered quietly. His free hand was moving between his legs and I didn't have to look to see what he was doing. The hand he had on my throat clenched and I wheezed. He stood, jerking me up onto my knees by my throat. He was stroking his dick while he stared down at me. He pressed his erection against my lips and squeezed my air off completely when I wouldn't open my mouth. When my mouth flew open, trying to take a breath, he slammed his hips against my face. He let go of my throat and grabbed the back of my head in both hands. I tried to push his hips back, but he had me pressed between him and the bed and I couldn't get enough leverage to shove him away.
He was thrusting so deep that I couldn't get a breath and I did the only thing I could. I clamped my teeth down on his dick. He screamed in pain and flew backwards hitting the table. He landed hard on top of it, food and splintered pieces of wood flying everywhere. I jumped to my feet and ran toward the front door, forgetting that I was chained to the bed. I hit the end of the chain and my leg was jerked out from under me, sending me to the floor on my face. I tried to push myself up on my hands and knees when a heavy weight dropped on my back, slamming me back onto the floor. A hand grabbed me by the hair, yanking my head back painfully.
"Where do you think you're going, Pet?", the demon panted in my ear. "I don't remember giving you permission to leave! And I certainly didn't give you permission to BITE ME!" He jerked on my hair viciously, wrapping his other hand around my throat again. "Since you didn't seem to like my cock in your mouth, I can put it somewhere else." He stuck his nose in the side of my neck, inhaling deeply. "But, it will hurt far worse." He shoved his feet between my legs, prying them apart. I suddenly felt something hard pressing against my rear. I grabbed fistfuls of the carpeting and tried to pull myself away from him. He just jerked me back by the hair, impaling me on his thick cock. I screamed in pain and he squeezed my throat tighter as he groaned in my ear. My shrieks only seemed to excite him more.
"Please stop!", I croaked.
"SHUT UP!", the demon snarled, shoving my face down into the carpet. Instead of easing, the pain only seemed to increase as he kept pounding into me. "Pets need DISCIPLINE when they're BAD!" He punctuated the words with violent thrusts that pulled loud screeches from me. "SCREAM ALL YOU LIKE, WHORE! NO ONE CAN HEAR YOU!" He started to grunt louder and I could feel his body start to tense up. I tried to keep in the screams and sobs, knowing that they only seemed to drive on his urges. He leaned over me and whispered in my ear.
"Scream for me", he purred. He jerked back on my hair and hammered into me with such force that I couldn't hold back the earth shattering scream that flew out of my mouth. He bellowed almost at the same moment, dumping his load into me. He slumped over on top of me, with his forehead on my shoulder. His face was turned toward me and I could feel his hot breath on my neck. He got up and walked away from me without saying a word, leaving me trembling and alone on the floor. I could feel something warm running down my legs and I buried my face in my arms, crying silent tears. Eventually, I pushed myself up and slowly crawled back to the bed. When I attempted to climb back onto it, the chain on my leg was jerked violently back and I was pulled backwards off of the bed.
"Bad pets aren't allowed on the furniture!", the demon growled, standing over me. "I've been spoiling you too much. That ends now." He walked back toward the smashed table and picked up the chair that had fallen on it's side. He brought it close to me and sat down. He leaned over me with his elbows on his knees and his hands dangling between his legs. "Until you learn to behave and obey your master, you'll stay on the floor." I stared up at him in horror. He really enjoyed debasing and humiliating me.
This was far worse than anything that Dean's brother had done to me. At least with that monster, I knew where I stood. I was there to be his sex toy. This monster kept changing the rules. He seemed to enjoy the psychological torture far more than the sex. He reached out to touch my face and I flinched. That angry sneer returned and he grabbed my throat, pulling me close to him. "If you want to live to see tomorrow, you'd better start behaving like a good little pet!" He slammed the side of my head on the wooden post at the foot of the bed and pain exploded in my temple. I sat there clutching my head for a moment, waiting for the fuzziness to clear from my vision. The demon stalked off to the bathroom, not caring that he'd hurt me.
When my vision finally cleared, I just sat there, leaning up against the side of the bed, staring out the large window across the room. I could see tall buildings all around. We were in a city. One of the buildings looked very familiar and it took my addled brain a moment to recognize it. It was the Empire State Building. We were in New York City! I closed my eyes and screamed his name in my head. 'CAS!' I sent the image of the familiar building out inter the ether, hoping he would see what I had seen and know where I was. 'PLEASE GOD! LET THIS WORK!'
'PLEASE HELP ME, CAS!', I screamed silently.
