CHAPTER 29

My gorge was quickly making it's way up my throat as Crowley stared down at me from his seat at the table. The sick son of a bitch wanted me to sit on his lap and I was fairly certain that he could make me if he chose to. The very idea of not having control of my body again made my skin crawl.

"Come now, Darling", Crowley purred, his hand outstretched, waiting. For every second that ticked by, the room became more and more like a tomb. And Crowley the bringer of my demise. When I only sat there, frozen, the demon huffed in irritation and rolled his eyes at me. "I'm sure you know by now, Pet, that I can make you do anything I want. Do you really want me to turn you into my puppet?" I swallowed hard and shook my head frantically, making his amused smile turn smug. He knew what my worst fears were and he knew how to use them against me. He patted his knee again and spread his legs. I shivered when I saw the bulge in his pants.

"O-OK", I stammered weakly, pushing up from the floor. I tried not to look at him as I walked forward, staring at the wall over his head. Each step got harder and harder, like I was walking through wet cement that was slowly hardening as I moved. When I got about a foot away, I couldn't make my legs move anymore. The imaginary cement around my ankles had completely solidified, freezing me to the spot.

"It's alright, Sweetheart", Crowley cooed. "Just a little closer." I tried to make my legs move, but i just couldn't bring myself to take those last few steps. I just stood there, staring over the demon's head, quaking in fear. I let out a terrified squeak when Crowley grabbed me by the waist and yanked me forward against himself. I instinctively grabbed his shoulders with both hands and tried to shove away from him, but there was no budging him. He growled deep in his throat as he buried his face against my stomach. He suddenly jerked his head back, turned his head, and spat something small, and round out onto the stone floor. I watched with wide eyes as the tiny object bounced and skittered across the room. Crowley had bitten the button off my shirt and was leaning in to grab another one in his teeth!

"HEY! STOP! WHAT'RE YOU DOING?!", I screeched, trying to push him away from me and failing miserably. He was breathing hard as the second button came flying out of his mouth. When he grabbed the button nestled between my breasts, I couldn't hold back the sobs any longer. The demon peered up at me to see the tears pouring down my face. He rolled his eyes at me again and let the button fall from his mouth, leaving it attached to my blouse. I heaved a heavy sigh of relief but it was a short lived reprieve. Crowley smiled before grabbing my shirt in both hands and wrenching it open, sending buttons flying in all directions. I stepped back, crossing my arms over my chest to hid myself from his leering eyes. But the demon wasn't having it. He jumper to his feet and grabbed me by the hair with one hand and by the throat with the other.

"My patience with you has just about run out, Pet!", Crowley snarled. His fingers curled up under my jaw and began to squeezed harshly. "You've been teasing me for hours with your sweets." Crowley's eyes wondered down to my chest, covered only by my bra. "It's time you gave me a little... taste." He started walking quickly forward toward the bed, forcing me to shuffle backwards, nearly tripping over my own feet. My sobs only got louder when the backs of my legs hit the edge of the bed. "Shhh... Sweetheart. I promised not to do that one little thing and I meant it." He gently laid me out on the bed and knelt over me, straddling my hips. "Just be a good girl for Daddy, hmm?"

"P-pleeeease!", I whined between gasping sobs. "Please don't... don't do this!" His hands ran down my arms slowly and before I could even think about what was happening, Crowley had my wrists in one hand, pinning them above my head. "NOOOO!" I squirmed and struggled to get away, but he was so strong. Stronger than any monster I'd ever dealt with. Even stronger than Meg!

"Relax, Love", Crowley cooed, breathing hard against the side of my neck. "You'll enjoy this. I promise." His free hand slid up my ribs and up under my bra, pushing it up and under my chin. He moved down so that his face was level with my chest and took a nipple into his mouth. I shuttered when he started suckling feverishly like a starving baby. It would have felt fantastic had Dean or Sam been doing this, but every time this demon touched me, it just made my skin crawl! I started bucking my hips, trying to throw him off of me, but that only brought my groin in contact with his. I could feel how excited my struggles were making him and he had already made it abundantly clear that he didn't care whether I wanted it or not. He was a demon after all. If there had been any doubt, the lust-filled growl that came from his chest, removed it.

By the time it became clear that I was just wasting my energy, it was too late. I was too exhausted to keep fighting. I was broken. I had no choice but to let him do whatever he wanted. All I could do was lay there with my eyes squeezed shut and cry. He moved back up my body and tried to kiss me. And, as if he could read my mind, Crowley grabbed my jaw before I could turn my head to avoid his disgusting lips. He squeezed my cheeks hard when I refused to open my mouth. The stabbing pain from my already broken tooth reminded me what happens when I don't cooperate and my mouth flew open before I could stop it.

"NOMMPH!", I tried to protest, but he shoved his horrible tongue down my throat, muffling the sound. I grunted when the sulfur taste made my tongue and gums burn like he had poured hot water into my mouth. I screamed, but it was swallowed up by Crowley's lips pressed firmly over mine. I had resigned myself to being kissed against me will and having my breasts groped without my permission. That was until his free hand made it's way down my stomach and stopped on the waistband of my jeans. When I felt the button on my fly pop open, my struggles started up again. I knew it was pointless but, I couldn't help it!

I wrenched my face away from his and when he started kissing my neck, I turned and bit down hard into his cheek, making him scream and jerk away from me. I immediately regretted it when his angry red eyes focused on me and he snarled as he lashed out at me with a solid punch to my left eye that had me seeing stars. I was so stunned that I couldn't move when he opened my already ruined blouse, took hold of my bra with both hands, and ripped it apart like it was tissue paper. I think he did it only to humiliate me further since my bra was already out of hiis way.

"WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, YOU LITTLE WHORE?!", Crowley seethed, wrapping one meaty hand around my throat. He immediately clamped down on my windpipe and smiled a wicked, knowing smile. "You're nothing but the means to an end, Darling." I was only vaguely aware of what he was saying as my vision started to go black around the edges. "The means to an end... and my own personal little fuck toy!" It wasn't until my eyes started to roll back in my head that he loosened his grip and glorious oxygen rushed back into my screaming lungs. I started coughing and the demon used my temporary incapacitation to rip my jeans open, snapping the zipper in the process.

"You... you promised!", I wheezed trying to catch my breath. "You s-said th-that you wouldn't!" He suddenly stopped and looked down at me with a sort of confused look on his face.

"I thought you would have realized by now that I'm a demon, Love." He smirked as he leaned into me to whisper in my ear. I cringed when his hot breath hit the side of my face.

"Demons lie."