Authors Note: I'm so glad you all are liking this so far. So much more is coming your way believe me you have no idea what's coming. Well you do but it's not what's expected in the least little bit. More Sammy in the nude and Dean will be coming down to see that Sammy is missing. What will we ever do with Bela? The world may never know. Thanx Charity.

Dean gave an irritated huff as he made his way out the room. He could tell Bela was hot on his heels but he couldn't bare to care. All he cared about was getting the hell out of here and getting the hell out of this tux. All though he does have to admit….he's damn sexy in it.

"Dean would you mind trying not to think of how sexy you are naked for about one second." Bela's trite voice hit his ears as he was shaken out of his thoughts.

"I wasn't thinking of myself naked!" Dean defended. "I was thinking of how sexy I am in this tux." He added.

Bela just sighed as she brushed past him. Her patient was wearing thin as well.

"Women." Dean mused as he trudged on. He really just wanted a cold beer and some down time. After this he and Sam are sure to get some he'll be the first to make sure. That is of course Sam hasn't been scared for life.

Sam wasn't sure how long time went by or what time it was for that matter but when the light suddenly cut off he was pretty sure that whoever took him was fixin to make an appearance.

"Who's there?" Sam questioned fearfully the darkness bathing all his surroundings.

No one answered but the soft sound of music could be heard. It was faint and Sam had to strain real hard to hear the words.

In touch with the ground

I'm on the hunt I'm after you

Smell like I sound I'm lost in a crowd.

And I'm hungry like the wolf.

Straddle the line in discord and rhyme

I'm on the hunt I'm after you.

Mouth is alive with juices like wine

And I'm hungry like the wolf

Sam figured that the song was somewhere in the middle but there was no denying the sexual innudeos in the song. The song was called hungry like the wolf for fuck sakes. Now Sam was more than a bit embarrassed or confused. He was terrified.

Dean made his way to the downstairs as he straightened out his tux for the last time. He did an eye search for Bela but she was no where to be found. Figures.

Next thing he did was an eye search for Sam and Gert so he can become a superhero and rescue his damsel in distress. What got him frowning was he couldn't find Sam. Or Gert for that matter.

He immediately became worried as to what happened to them. He had to calm down if he was going to find Sam or his date. Sam was probably just taking a leak or something. Yeah, Sam was doing something completely rational and Dean was over worrying. Sam would then give him an eye roll when he barges into the bathroom. That's all Sam's taking a leak.

Where's Gert then?

If Sam was taking a leak certainly Gert wouldn't be there with him. Or would she? He wouldn't put it past her.

Dean shook his head as he began moving throughout the room getting heated glares and a few choice words. His motions were frantic as he still wasn't finding that shaggy mop of brown hair sticking high above the rest.

He finally concluded that Sam wasn't there.

Then where the fuck was he? Did he get so sick of being groped all night that he just left? It seemed really plausible but…

He just had this bad feeling especially with Gert nowhere in sight. Also Bela making a early departure was eerily suspicious too. That fucking sleazy bitch. Dean thought heatedly.

Quickly pulling out his cell phone not caring when he bumped into someone he dialed Bela's number and waited for her to thieving ass to pick up and give him some answer now.

The more the music played the louder it got.

Now Sam was sure he knew the chorus by heart. Isn't that just fucking creepy.

His wrist and ankles were already rubbed raw with rope burn and he knew if he tried to free himself anymore he'd add blood to this fantastic adventure.

Just what he wanted. Blood to add with him being naked and listening to Duran Duran in the dark. Perfect.

Once he gets out of this horrible nightmare he is going to spread so many rumors to Dean will never ever get laid again.

The song ended suddenly and Sam was wishing it hadn't at least it was something to keep him company in the dark.

Sam closed his eyes for a brief moment and when he opened them a harsh light was turned on making him quickly close them. "Jesus." He yelled out trying to shield his eyes from the bright light.

"Is that your safety word?"

Sam completely froze. He knew that voice and he wish that he never heard of that voice. "Gert?" Sam replied while opening his eyes again and almost puked at the sight. Gert was clad in what she assumed to be a sexy lingerie lace panty set but on an old woman well let's not discuss. What terrified him was she was holding a whip. With what she said earlier he knew what was coming.

"My Adonis I love it when you say my name." Gert purred coming closer.

All of the sudden Sam remembered everything. His sudden urge to cool down. His vision loss. His slurring of words like a bad hangover. Which at the moment it felt like one. Gert slipped him a damn roofie. An old woman slipped him a damn roofie! "You slipped me a roofie!" He exclaimed not really having anything else to say. What was there? The woman had him tied naked to a bed expecting him to commit to kinky sex. So yeah he really had nothing to say.

"How else would we enjoy this?" Gert suggested as she bought up the whip.

"Oh I don't know how about never?" Sam replied sarcastically. How the hell does he get into situations like this? Honestly it's like any trouble at all follows him.

"So safety word?"

Sam just sighed. How about fuck off? That would be amusing but nope he doesn't think Dean would even get here on time if he's even coming. The little shit might be enjoying it. He thought bitterly.

Gert moved closer figuring Sam didn't want one.

Sam tried to tug at the restraints one last time but they didn't give. He held his breath as he heard the whoosh of the whip and when it connected with his chest he screamed the only thing he could at this moment. "DEAN!!!"

Dean waited impatiently until Bela's cheerful voice picked up.

"Hello Dean are you ready for that angry sex."

"Cut the crap bitch I know you had something to do with it!" Dean seethed silently as he tried to keep his voice to a mere whisper but his blood was boiling. Sam was missing; Gert was missing and Bela just hurries her ass out of here first chance she got. Highly unlikely.

"Whatever do you mean?"

Dean almost through the phone down. "I mean with Sam and Gert there both missing and you hightail your ass out of here in a hurry. You know something or either you're involved."

He heard Bela chuckle on the other end and he wanted nothing more than to break her skinny neck.

"Dean I did nothing but business and what Gert did afterwards is her business you see."

Dean stopped his angry pacing and froze. "Business? What kinda business?"

"Gert obviously has something for your brother and she asked me to hook something up with him so I produced and I got paid for it job well done."

Dean almost chewed through his bottom lip trying to stop his emotions pouring through. "Hook something up? Just what the hell did you do to Sam?"

"I Gave Gert a little help because I new Sam wouldn't hit that if you understand."

Dean was beginning to get a headache not juts from worry. "You're not understanding me. What the hell did you do to Sam?"

"I gave Gert a roofie to slip in his drink."

"YOU WHAT?!" He shouted in rage. He didn't care when all the other occupants in the room stooped dancing, drinking, or talking to look at him. They've been haved again and Sam paid the price. "You bitch!" He exclaimed.

"Dean it was 200,000 how could I not refuse?"

"I'll show you 200,000 dollars you bit-wait she paid you 200,000 just to get in Sam's pants?" Dean suddenly asked almost astounded a girl no old women was paying that much for a one night stand with Sam.

"You don't realize that Gert is well she's into the kinky sex stuff."

Dean had to swipe the awe off his face as he had to jump back into reality. Some broad was going to rape his brother. It made him physically ill. Now he knows that the woman's into the kinky vibe god knows what the hell she's planning on or has already done to Sam. God I'm gonna be sick. "Listen here you," Dean swallowed back bile as he continued in a harsh whisper. "Once I get Sam back you better pray she hasn't touched a hair on his god damn body. Or I swear to God I will hunt you down and blow your damn brains out. Do you hear me?"

"You're kidding right? It was all in good business."

"Do I sound like I'm kidding?" He replied in a cold tone his face set in stone. All other people had since moved further away from him scared that he might blow up and start shooting. He just might.

When he didn't receive any answer he took that as enough of one. He smiled a cold smile as he shut his cell. He had a brother to get.

Things are certainly twisting and Gerty here is into the kinky vibe oh my. I hope I haven't scared you forever and ever. I also have good news. I have another story in the works. Feedback is appreciated. Thanx Charity