My Pet

Chapter Five

Sam sat in bed willing his head to clear when he heard a knock at his door. He quickly got out of bed, only to find himself completely nude.

Cursing to himself he looked around the room for something to slip on. Not finding a robe, he grabbed the sheet from his bed and quickly wrapped it around himself and hurried to the door.

Sam opened the door and found his mistress smiling at him from the other side. "M-Mistress, uh please come in."

"Oh baby, I'm sorry if I woke you up. I know I kept you up late last night." Raven replied as she strolled into the room.

"I-I was awake, uh just trying to clear my head. S-Sorry it to me so long took answer the door, Mistress. I couldn't find my robe." Sam stuttered out as he followed Raven, who was moving towards his couch.

Raven slowly sank down into the cushions of the couch and patted a spot next to her. "Oh that's fine Sam. Come sit down, baby."

Sam kept his right hand tightly around the white sheet he had wrapped around his waist and slowly lowered himself down next to his mistress. "You're not mad, Mistress?" Sam asked tentatively.

"No Pet, I told you that this is your sanctuary. When I don't need you, I want you to be comfortable here. Okay?" Raven laid a dainty hand on Sam's thigh. It sent a shiver up his spine.

Sam nodded. "Okay, thank you Mistress for you kindness."

Raven smiled brightly at him. "Oh Sam, you're such a good pet. You have adapted to this life so much faster than I could have ever imagined. My other pets have put up a fight."

Sam decided to be truthful with his new mistress. "I-I owe you so much. You gave me my brother back and so it's worth it to me to pay my promised debt back. Thank you, Mistress."

Raven nodded. "I promised you that you could communicate with Dean if you were a good pet, and I'm going to hold up to that end of the bargain. The computer in your office area has internet access, and I set up an email account at Google. That way you can keep in touch with Dean."

Sam let out a slow breath. "Thank you Mistress."

Raven stood and held a hand out for Sam. He took it awkwardly, trying to use his free hand to keep his sheet in place. She led Sam over to the computer desk and turned it on.

Sam watched as his mistress took a seat at the desk and pulled up his new email account. It surprised Sam to find he already had an email waiting on him. Raven opened it for him to look at.

"So my pet, I will send you an email each day with a schedule. It will let you know when I need you and where. This is today's schedule." Raven pushed a button and the printer next to the computer came to life, printing out his schedule.

Raven grabbed the paper and handed it to Sam. "So from now on sweet, I want you to check your email the moment you awake. Do you think you can do that for me?"

"Yes, of course Mistress." Sam said as he took his schedule from her.

"Good boy." Raven stood and gave Sam's bicep a squeeze as she walked past him.

"I'll see you later sweet. I have business to attend to." Raven said as she approached the door leading out of the room.

"Thank you, Mistress." Sam replied as he watched her leave.

Sam looked at his new schedule. He was surprised at how detailed it was. There were showers and meals all planned out along with his time on the computer and exercising. He sighed, this would take some getting used to but in the end if Dean was safe, it was worth it.

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Dean was looking over some of his brother's notes on Tricksters on Sam's laptop, when he got notice that he had received an email.

Hoping that it was from one of his contacts with useful information, he quickly opened it.

Dean's breath caught when he saw who it was from. S. Winchester. Pet at Gmail. Com

Dean quickly read over his message.

Dean, I'm okay. Raven is treating me well, and in fact I'm probably healthier here then when I was with you. She makes me eat healthy and exercise. She does of course expect us to have relations, but you always said I needed to get laid more. She opened this account for me, and said that I can keep in touch with you. Please email me back if you get a chance. Miss you Jerk! Sam

Dean was relieved and angry. So Sam was safe, but under the control of some bitch. It made him feel better that Sam was physically alright but it didn't mean Dean wasn't worried about the kid's mental state. Not to mention, Dean wasn't sure Sam was lying to make him feel better or that the trickster chick was the actual one sending the email.

Dean took a calming breath and then hollered for Bobby and Ashley. Maybe computer geek girl could use the address to find Sam.

-0-

Dean knew he was driving Ashley crazy hovering around her but he couldn't help it. They had another link to Sam, another clue, and he was hopeful that Ashley could use the email to find Sam.

"Dean! For the love of God, please just, I don't know, just get out of my hair for a bit." She finally snapped at him and Dean decided now was the time to get a breath of fresh air.

He grabbed a beer from the fridge and headed out to the porch where he found Bobby cleaning weapons.

"She kicked you out again, huh?" Bobby said as Dean plopped down on the top step to the porch.

"Yeah, and I knew I was in the way, but damn it, I just can't handle all this waiting." Dean replied and then took a long drag off his beer.

"So did you reply to Sam's email?" Bobby asked, keeping his eyes trained to the task of cleaning the shotgun that was in front of him.

"Yeah, not that I'm sure it's Sam I emailed." Dean snorted. "We are dealing with a Trickster so it's hard to know if this is just her toying with us."

"True, but honestly, it sounded like Sam. So hopefully it is." Bobby replied calmly, giving Dean brief eye contact before continuing with the task at hand.

"But damn it. Even if it is Sam, he painted this picture of him being okay. He's not okay. My brother is some bitch's toy and it just burns me to think of him being used like that, because of me." Dean took the last draw from his beer and pitched the bottle at one of the wrecks in the yard. The bottle hit the ancient vehicle dead on and shattered.

"Feel better son?" Bobby quirked an eyebrow at Dean.

"No. I won't feel better until..." Dean was cut short by the door opening behind him. Ashley stood at the door looking hesitant about coming out.

Bobby broke the tension. "Hey Ashley, did you find anything?"

The sad look on her face told Dean all he needed to know.

"I'm sorry, but I didn't get anywhere close to finding any sort of location, but I did find something." Ashley was staring at her shoes, voice very quiet.

Dean wanted to scream, but instead took a deep breath before he spoke. "What did you find?"

Ashley slowly gave Dean eye contact. "I was able to break into his account and read his emails. I found two, the one you sent and then one that- that the trickster sent him. I printed it for you."

Ashley had a sheet of paper clutched in her right hand. She slowly reached across handing it to Dean.

Dean looked at it and immediately crumbled it up in his hand.

Bobby frowned. "What is it boy? What did it say?"

Dean couldn't reply, he threw the paper down and ran for the Impala. He had to get away.

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Bobby knew better than to stop Dean. The kid needed time to think. He slowly picked up the paper from the ground and looked up at Ashley.

"Do I want to look?" Bobby asked as he approached the young girl.

Ashley's eyes filled with tears, and she took her glasses off to rub them. "It's a schedule. She has Sam's life scheduled down to the minute. When to eat, shower, exercise, computer time and when to uh, provide services to her."

Bobby crumpled the paper tighter in his hands.

"Damn it." Was all he could say.

"To be honest Bobby, I think she wanted us to find it. She's covering her tracks, but getting into his email account was easy. I think she's taunting Dean with it." Ashley said with anger in her voice.

Bobby nodded. "Yeah, I think you're right girl. It would bring a lot of joy to that bitch to know she is getting to toy with both boys."

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Sam had managed to stay on task. He had done everything on his schedule and had even found himself with five minutes to kill before he had to meet his mistress for lunch.

He decided to see if his brother had responded to his email.

His stomach twisted in a knot as he opened his email, hoping that his brother had responded. He needed to know that Dean was still okay.

To his relief, he found that his brother had answered his email.

Sammy, thank God you're okay. I don't know what to say baby brother, other than I'm going to kill you when I find you! I'm searching for you, know that and I will find you. Take care, Bitch! Dean

Sam brushed a stray tear from his face. He realized that communicating with Dean almost made this harder. He quickly closed his email and sat out for his mistress's room.

He swallowed hard as he knocked lightly on the door.

"C'mon in Pet."

Sam slowly opened the door and walked in, finding his mistress sitting at the dining table with their lunch spread out in front of her.

Sam stood at in the door way waiting for his instructions.

"Pet, I think we need to talk. Come and kneel next to me." Raven patted at the side of her chair, calling him to her just like a puppy.

Sam swallowed hard and walked over to his mistress kneeling before her.

"Sam, I know that you are new to all of this, but when I give you a schedule, I expect you to follow it. You checked your email before coming to see me, and by doing that broke schedule. I don't want you hurrying through tasks so that you can play on the computer. Do you want me to take your computer privileges away?" Raven's voice was tight like a school teacher's.

Sam swallowed hard and replied. "P-Please don't, I'm so sorry. It won't happen again. I promise Mistress."

Sam realized at that moment, that while it was painful communicating with Dean, reading his brother's email had been the only bright spot in his time here.

"Oh Pet, I know it gives you a lot of pleasure so I won't take that privilege this time. I also pondered over taking your potion from you, but again I thought it might be too cruel. So instead, I have plans for you tonight." Raven gave him a smile that was predatory.

Sam took a calming breath. "Thank you for your kindness, Mistress. May I ask what it is that I need to do for you tonight?"

"Well, as you know from your schedule, I was going to have a dinner with my friends, and since you're new to this lifestyle I was going to let you have the night to yourself. But now for punishment, I want you to attend the dinner. Normally, you would be my date, but since you disobeyed, you will be the entertainment." Raven licked her lips and Sam had to hold back a shudder.

Sam's eyes went wide and he didn't even know how to respond.

"Oh pet, don't worry, I'll let you have your potion and I'll talk you through your performance tonight. You have nothing to worry about with me by your side, you'll be fine." Raven ruffled his hair.

Sam nodded. "Yes Mistress." His stomach clinched in fear and dread.

He started his internal mantra. I can do this for Dean. For Dean I can do this.

TBC

A/N: Thanks for reading. Sorry for the delay in posting- life has been crazy with the holidays. Hopefully after the holidays I can post on a more regular basis. I hope to have a bit more up before Christmas. :)