My Pet

Chapter Two

Bobby paced back and forth on his old front porch. Waiting. It was still early in the morning, somewhere around three am. Five minutes ago Sam had called and now Bobby was wide awake and worried.

Sam had called with hope for his brother and in Bobby's book, hope was good. The problem was that Sam's hope came with a sacrifice. He was following in the family footsteps.

Mary had sacrificed her life for Sam. John had sacrificed his life for Dean. Dean had sacrificed his life for Sam. And now, even though Sam wasn't sacrificing his life or soul, he was sacrificing his freedom for Dean.

It didn't sit well with Bobby. He had hoped that the Winchesters were done sacrificing but he was wrong.

Sam was giving up what Dean had fought to protect. But leave it to a Winchester to not see it that way.

Bobby understood. But it was still hard for him to swallow.

Bobby found himself pacing after Sam's call and feeling helpless. Waiting and hoping that Dean would show up healthy and intact, so that Sam's sacrifice wasn't in vain.

Then in a blink of an eye it happened. One minute his driveway was empty and the next there was a large black car parked there.

A moment later the driver's side door opened and out stepped one Dean Winchester. Unharmed, intact, and a sight for sore eyes.

"What the hell Bobby?" Dean shouted as he approached.

"Good to see ya, too boy!" Bobby smarted back, fighting back the tears and emotions.

Dean just glared. "How could you let him do it?"

"If you're talking about your idgit brother, I didn't let him do anything. He called me up, told me that you would be showing up soon, and that he was giving himself over to some female trickster. I tried to talk him out of it, but you stubborn Winchesters don't like to listen to me." Bobby huffed out with no heat behind his words. In fact he gave the boy a sympathetic smile.

"I know Bobby, but how could he do that?" Dean's expression was one of misery.

Bobby wasn't a man to show emotions, they got in the way of his job. But damn it Dean was back and it was good to see him even if it meant that Sam was now some twisted bitch's prisoner. Before he could stop himself he pulled Dean into an awkward hug.

"Bobby." Dean awkwardly sputtered out and slowly returned the hug.

Bobby pulled away, quickly wiping a hand across his face. He was now ready to get down to business.

"Boy, you really put us through hell. And while I don't like what your brother did. I understand it. At least he's alive and we will get him back." Bobby said with more confidence than he felt.

Dean shrugged. "I know but it's a trickster and we don't have a good track record with them. I can't wait five years to get Sam back, I just can't."

"Jesus, hold on Dean." Bobby felt bad that he had forgotten to call the younger hunter back as promised.

Bobby quickly pulled his phone out of his shirt pocket and hit speed dial. He was relieved when Sam picked up instead of it going to voice mail.

"Bobby." The voice quivered a bit.

Bobby hoped that the news he was about to impart would bring some peace to the young hunter.

"Dean and the car made it here intact, kid. You okay?"

He heard Sam sigh as he replied. "I am now."

Bobby started to speak again and Dean was angrily grabbing for the phone when it went dead.

Dean quickly hit redial. The storm of curse words that followed, told Bobby that Sam was not answering his phone now.

Dean growled and started to throw the phone. "Now wait a minute Dean, that's my phone, boy."

Dean huffed and handed the offending object back to Bobby.

"What did Sam say, Bobby?" The tone of his voice was full of desperation.

"He said he was okay and hung up. That tramp had promised him that I could call when you got here, I was surprised she actually let him answer." It broke his heart to see Dean fall to pieces.

"We gotta find him, Bobby."

"And we will. First we're going into the house, and while you eat you can fill me in on everything you know."

"Not hungry."

"Well, you're gonna eat whether ya like it or not boy. You got to keep your strength up for this hunt. So like I said, you're gonna eat and fill me in. Then, I'm gonna call around for some help. And we're going to hit the books. There has to be some way to get Sam out of this deal." Bobby watched in amazement as Dean smirked.

"You're starting to sound like Sammy." Dean replied as he started up the steps of the old house.

Bobby sighed. "You boys and your deals are gonna be the death of me!"

-0-

Sam sat on the couch in shock. Waiting for Raven to make the next move. Part of him just didn't care anymore, but part of him was afraid of what his future with the black haired beauty might bring.

At least his brother was back, safe and sound.

Sam was brought out of his musings by Raven's voice.

"Sam, I know things are happening fast and that you are in a bit of shock, so we'll take things slow. I've been planning this for weeks and I have a very nice living quarters prepared for you, would you like to see it?" Sam was relieved that Raven's perky voice had become more sympathetic in nature.

"Sure, that would be fine." Sam then realized that he was her possession and she probably wanted to be treated with respect. "Thank you."

"Good, follow me." Raven slowly stood and reached a hand out for Sam. Sam slowly stood taking her small hand into his and followed her. They walked out of her sitting room and Sam was immediately aware that he was in some sort of mansion.

Well that made sense, he guessed. If you were a god or goddess and could have anything you wanted, why not live in style? Though Raven's brother had evidently not shared in that philosophy.

He followed Raven up a grand staircase. At the end of the hallway they walked down, there was a large door.

"This is your room Sam, go ahead and open the door." She requested.

Sam used his free hand to open the heavy door. What was inside took his breath away. The room was huge. It was more than twice the size of the apartment he had shared with Jess. It was a large open room that contained a sitting area, bedroom area, kitchenette, workout area and an office area. The office area had a computer on the desk and along the office wall were two huge bookcases full of books. The sitting area had a TV and a comfortable couch. The kitchenette had a bar area to eat at. The workout area had a bow flex type machine and a treadmill. The bed was huge.

Sam stood in the door way speechless.

"Do you like it?" Raven asked.

"Uh, yes, it's more than I expected. Thank you." Sam sputtered out.

"You're welcome. You'll notice that there's a door next to the bedroom area, that leads to the bathroom and a walk in closet feeds off of it. The closet is full of clothes that fit you." Raven tugged Sam into the room.

"I don't know what to say but thank you." Sam's eyes wondered around the room, and noticed that one book shelf was full of classic literary books and the other full of books on the supernatural.

"I'm just glad you agreed to our deal. If you hadn't there was a cage in the basement waiting for you and while I made sure it's comfortable, it is a cage." Raven's voice was stern.

Sam swallowed hard. "I'm thankful for your trust."

Raven reached her petite right hand up to Sam's face and traced the outline of his cheek bone. Sam fought the need to pull away.

"You have my trust. We have a deal and I know you will not risk breaking it. You love your brother too much for that. In fact, I trust you so much that I have the internet set up for you. I thought you might want to use your time off here researching things that go bump in the night. You could have quite a bit of data collected by the time you leave here."

"Yes, that would be nice." Sam replied. It was harder than he thought to be pleasant to his captor.

"I want you to think of this room as your sanctuary. When I don't need you, this is your place to hide away and relax. You will never have to entertain me or anyone else here. This is your place. In fact as long as you are a good boy, I don't plan on visiting this room again. I will always send for you when I need you. Do you understand?"

Sam nodded. "Thank you. I appreciate the effort you have taken to make me comfortable."

"You're welcome Sam. I have more things that I need to discuss with you so follow me." Raven quickly turned and headed out of the room and Sam reluctantly followed.

-0-

Raven was ecstatic. Her plan was working like a charm. She now had the beautiful Sam Winchester following her around like a lost puppy. Her lost puppy and wasn't that just too sweet.

She had been happy to see that Sam seemed to actually like his room. His gilded cage as she liked to think of it. He would have the peace of mind of a place to get a way but in reality he would have no privacy. Sam belonged to her now.

Raven had learned long ago that her pets seemed to do better if they had the illusion of privacy.

Sam had followed her out of his room and she could feel his fear. He was afraid of what was to come and she supposed that was natural and to be honest she liked it when her pets were afraid of her. She was powerful and they should have the sense to be afraid and to respect her. Sam seemed to get that; of course being a hunter he understood far better than any of her other pets.

He was special in so many ways. Powerful, beautiful and at the same time he exuded an innocence.

She approached her office and opened the door, motioning to him to follow. She took her seat behind a large desk. "Please Sam, take a seat."

He slowly lowered himself into one of the chairs facing the desk.

She watched him swallowed hard as he made eye contact with her.

"Sam we need to go over my rules for you. You belong to me now for the next five years. I expect you to show me respect. I noticed that you are already trying and I applaud your effort. From now on, when you address me, you are to refer to me as Mistress. If my brother should pop in, you will refer to him as Master. Do you understand?" Raven kept her tone severe.

Sam nodded.

"Sam, if I speak to you, I want you to verbally answer." Raven corrected him and was pleased to see him immediately reply.

"Yes, Mistress. I understand, and I will try to remember this rule." Sam kept his voice calm but Raven could tell that the boy was on edge.

"I will be lenient for the first day, but after that you will face punishment for breaking my rules. Though, I'm sure that shouldn't be a problem." Raven watched as the boy flinched at the mention of punishment but he careful schooled his features to not show his fear.

"Yes Mistress."

"So, when it is the two of us, I want to enjoy your company. I want you to feel free to speak to me, as long as you address me with respect. But when we are with others, you need to speak only when spoken to. Head bowed unless I instruct otherwise. Do you understand?"

"Yes Mistress."

"You are to stay in your room unless you are with me. Meals will be taken there. There is a large balcony attached to your room if you wish to have some fresh air. I expect you to stay healthy. So you will eat your meals, rest when needed and work out on the equipment provided. Do you understand?"

"Yes Mistress, but how often do you want me to work out? How many hours do you want me to sleep and do you want me to finish all of the food that is brought to me?" Sam's voice was very businesslike.

It pleased Raven that Sam wasn't fighting her, and was giving in to all her requests. "I would expect you to spend at least thirty minutes a day working out unless your time is monopolized by me. Eight hours of sleep is preferable if you can manage it, or at least I want your body at rest for that amount of time. And your meals, should be finished unless you are feeling ill. This week is an adjustment week, so I won't be so strict, but after this week, I expect you to do as I've just asked."

"Yes Mistress."

"You are not allowed to visit with my staff. If I have visitors, you are to show them respect and as I stated before, speak only when spoken too, head down. And lastly, you will always follow my orders, I do not wish to be questioned on my commands. Are we clear?" Raven gave Sam what she liked to refer to as her parental voice.

"Yes Mistress."

"Good, I'm glad we understand each other. Now for the part I've been looking forward to for weeks. Sam I need you to follow me. It's time to get to know each other better." Raven stood and watched Sam slowly stand; he looked like a man headed for the gallows.

It almost made her laugh. Instead she took his hand and led him towards her bedroom.

-0-

Sam took deep calming breaths as he followed his new mistress. He knew what he had signed up for and wasn't sorry that he had made this decision.

But being sure of his decision didn't mean he wasn't afraid. He had no clue what being a toy to a goddess involved, but he had a feeling it was nothing good.

He kept reminding himself that Dean was safe. He could do this for Dean.

Sam felt a shiver run down his spine as the approached a door way. Raven quickly opened the door exposing her bedroom to him. It was huge. Just as he expected.

She pulled him to the middle of the room and let go of his hand and then walked over to sit on top of her king sized bed.

"Okay Sam, time to show me what you got. I would like you to undress for me, and take your time. I want to enjoy this." Raven purred.

Sam tried to smile and bent down to pull his boots off.

"Sam, you didn't answer your mistress."

Sam shot up. Punishment he was sure was a real threat.

"I-I'm sorry mistress."

Raven nodded. "It's okay, just try and remember. I would hate to have to punish you."

"Yes mistress." Sam stuttered out as he bent back down to remove his boots.

Striping his clothes off for a woman was not a foreign concept to Sam, but doing it in front of a stranger, who now owned him, was very definitely intimidating.

Sam decided to concentrate at the task at hand. He tried to take himself back in time to when he had stripped for Jess.

Shit, I can't ruin that memory. Sam had gotten his socks off when he decided that concentrating on breathing was his best bet.

He slowly stood back up after removing his shoes and socks and began to work on his button down shirt.

"Damn Sam, you wear too many layers." His mistress snapped with no heat behind her words and a smirk on her face.

"I'm sorry mistress." Sam replied as he felt himself blush under her scrutiny.

"That's fine Sam really, I'm enjoying the tease."

"Yes Mistress." Sam fumbled with the last button and removed his outer shirt. He reluctantly pulled his t-shirt loose from his jeans and pulled it over his head.

"Oh my, Sam look at you! Baby why hide all that yummy under those clothes?" Raven replied with a sinful smile.

Sam wasn't sure how to answer, but was afraid not too. "I-I'm not sure, Mistress."

"Well baby, stop what you're doing I want to just look for a bit. Wow. I knew you had to be built but damn it, you just take my breath away. No mortal has a right to look so pretty." Raven sensually growled out.

Sam felt his face flush and then his chest reddened in embarrassment and humiliation. He kept reminding himself, this is for Dean.

"Okay Sammy, go ahead and continue. I can't wait to see what else you're hiding."

Hearing his new mistress refer to him as Sammy made his skin crawl. He swallowed hard hoping that he could keep his building nausea at bay.

"Yes Mistress."

Sam slowly unbuttoned his jeans and worked the zipper down. His stomach was one big knot as he worked his jeans down and off of each leg. Once free of his jeans, his hands reluctantly moved to his boxers.

His mantra of I can do this for Dean became louder in his head as he worked the waistband of his boxers down, and then he slowly stepped out of them. It took every fiber of his being to stand up straight exposing himself completely to his new owner.

"Just as I expected. Perfect." Raven once again sounded like she was purring.

Sam couldn't make eye contact. He had never felt so alone and vulnerable. Well except for when he had faced The Yellowed Eyed Demon but even then he had hoped that Dean would come for him. This time there would be no rescue.

"There is one thing that would make it better, do you know what that is Sam?"

"No Mistress."

"I want you to touch yourself while I watch. I want to see that flaccid cock of yours at full attention. Now, that is an order Sam."

I'm a piece of meat, God help me.

Sam nodded miserably. "Yes Mistress."

He moved his right hand down to his slack member and slowly worked his hand around it. Sam just wanted to crawl in a hole and disappear but he couldn't. It was his time to suck it up and make a sacrifice for Dean.

Sam tried to clear his mind and concentrate on the task he was given to do. It was hard to perform on command. He had never given any of the girls he had been with a show, and to be standing in the middle of the room working himself up to an erection was so fucked up.

As if sensing his unease, Raven spoke up. "Oh Sam just pretend you're alone in a shower stall."

Sam sighed. This wasn't working. It wasn't like he wasn't trying but fear and sex didn't mix at least for him.

"Sam, I'd hate to punish you, but you need to learn how to obey." Raven crooned out, and Sam could tell she was enjoying his discomfort.

"I'm trying Mistress."

"I know you are Sam, so maybe it's time that I take matters into my own hands."

Sam looked up at that remark and swallowed hard.

"Come here Sam." Raven command.

"Yes Mistress." Sam chocked out as he slowly moved to face his new mistress. His mantra of -this is for Dean-kept him from shrinking away from the lustful goddess.

For Dean he could do this.

TBC

A/N: Thanks to everyone that reviewed! More as soon as I get the next chapter beta'd. A big thanks to my beta, Heatherofthenight. It might be next week due to the holidays. Have a great turkey day! :)