A/N: WoW! Man thank you guys so much for the awsome response to this. I'm seriously flattered and I really appreciate all your reviews. If you're just reading this, thank you too for taking the time.

A/N2: Ok guys, this chapter has an M rating on it for reasons stated in the warnings. This was the first thing that I have ever written like this and without trying to sound cocky I'm very proud about how it turned out. If this kind of thing freaks you out feel free to skip this chapter and pick the story back up in the next update, I wrote it so it will still make sense. And yes, I know I'm sick in the head for writing this but I swear there's some kind of chemical imbalance in there so I'm blaming that! The next chapter will go back down in rating. Also, I'm prepared to lose readers on this one even if it makes me cry. What happens in this chapter will impact the story but not take over. Please review and let me know what you thought about this. ::Runs and hides under the sheets::

WARNINGS: Guess you could call it torture but of a different kind. This chapter includes non-con, aka rape. It's not as graphic as some things I've read but not as subtle either so just be warned.

Chapter Three

Dean watched his brother endure this cruel act knowing full well that it hurt like a bitch. He thanked who ever was out there that they let his little brother pass out. He had tried to get the man to stop but his battered body ignored his minds orders. He had never felt more helpless and pathetic in his life and it was not a feeling that he wanted to get to know anymore interment. He couldn't even stop this freak from hurting his little brother. Sam, the one thing in his life that he took pride in looking after. Except for his car.

Tears ran down Dean's face unbidden. This was his fault. Sam had gotten hurt because he wasn't brave enough to stand up to their captor. Because he was afraid of those wires and the electricity that coursed through them more than the Grim Reaper himself. What kind of a big brother was he that he couldn't even stay strong for his little brother. For Sam. Sammy the one person he had dedicated his entire life to.

Their captor stood up, wires in hand and looked down at the youngest Winchester, a look of disappointment on his face. He clicked his tongue and looked into Dean's tear filled eyes, "You know what Deannie? Little Sammy there is nowhere as much fun as you are. I mean sure he screamed but I like your screams better." He paused and a slow malicious smile spread across his face, "Still I think I've almost broken you. How about we finish up here? I have people coming over for dinner and I can't stay down here with you beautiful boys forever." The man said as he put the extension cord away.

Fear gripped Dean's heart. This sick fuck was going to kill him and there was nothing he could do. He was as weak as a kitten having been beaten, starved, dehydrated and sleep deprived for days. There would be no way he could take out his captor in his current condition. The man was just too big and too strong.

Panic pulled its lacy tendrils around him when his captor brutally shoved him face forward against the ground and tore his boxer shorts off him. They were the only piece of security and clothing he had been allowed to keep during this whole ordeal and now they were gone he felt truly alone.

The grim realization of why they had been taken off him smacked him in the face with the force of a sledgehammer when he felt the weight of his captor press up against him. His eyes opened wide with shock and fear. Dean tried to escape his captor with what little strength he had left, but his efforts were quickly subdued when his captor pulled his right arm hard behind his back and gave it a strong tug, dislocating his shoulder at the same time he entered Dean with one hard thrust.

The hunter let out an anguished cry of pain. He literally stopped breathing because the pain was so great it froze his lungs inside his broken ribs and was sure his heart skipped more than a few beats. He couldn't fight back, his body pinned under his captor's heavy weight and not responding to his panicking minds desperate screams of 'No, no, no! Not this! Oh god anything but this! Please no!"

It felt like he was being ripped apart, torn in half with each thrust sending out tangents of pain through his entire body as it jarred all of his injuries. It felt like liquid fire coating his nerve endings and he whimpered not being able to find the strength or the breath to give voice to his inner screams. In fact breathing was becoming too hard to do at all and all he could manage were quick gasps of air when he could. The ground was cold and hard beneath him and he found himself wishing that he was the ground, that he could just melt into the floor to escape his torture.

Dean looked over at his brother, the youngest Winchester was starting to stir and Dean prayed to whoever was up there that Sam wouldn't wake up until their captor had finished with him. He didn't want his little brother to see what was happening to him, knowing that the look in his eyes if he did would shatter Dean's resolve and soul into a thousand pieces.

God must have looked the other way however because Sam opened his eyes, the brown orbs going wide with shock when he saw what was happening to his brother and his breath catching in his throat. Dean suffered a few more minutes of that torture, keeping his head down and eyes firmly away from Sam's, before his captor came and pulled out, half collapsing over Dean's back panting.

The older Winchester didn't notice or care however. He had had enough. He couldn't take it anymore, it was too much and now knowing that his baby brother had seen him suffer such a humiliating and vile act, and had effectively locked himself deep down in the dark recesses of his mind.

Sam watched their captor regain his composure, stand up and smile down at Dean like he was a priceless diamond. His naked body covered with a film of sweet, still slightly panting. He leant down to Dean and put his face close to the hunter's ear, "Thanks for the ride Deannie. I'll see you soon." He whispered, kissed Dean's lips softly and walked out of the room leaving the brothers once again alone.

Ok, so that's what I've been so nervous about posting. Please let me know if you liked it or thought it didn't mix with the story or just your general thoughts on it. The more reviews I get, the quicker I will update. Now, off to the drive-in for me:D

Mishka xXx