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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Teenage_Mutant_Ninja_Turtles_(TV_2003)
  Relationship:
      Leonardoxoc, Donatelloxoc
  Character:
      Leonardo, Donatello, Raphael, Michelangelo
  Additional Tags:
      Rape
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-09-11 Words: 8935
****** Caught In The Crossfire ******
by TragedyYvetal
Summary
     Features 2003 turtles. Co written with TMNTLoverJess on deviantart.
     Mafia AU.
Title: Caught In The Crossfire
Characters
The turtles (25)
Virginia Emma Wells (16)
Kiki Sanders (15)
Plot: Set in the 1920s. Two girls are bartenders like their dads working at a
bar for their mafia family. One day while walking home they get ambushed by
creeps. Almost getting raped or killed the don and concierge come and rescue
them and fall in love instantly at first sight with them. This is their story.
Genre: TMNT, Romance, AU, Mature, Action
Version: 2003 turtles
Other: We don't know the copyrights towards a TMNT characters. We do own the
copyrights for our OCs.
Colors
Jess: Dark Red
Kay: Raspberry
 
 
 
It was a busy day in Manhattan New York as Kiki and Virginia were working a
late night busy shift at their dad's bar. After hours they closed up shop as
they were walking home. Kiki was wearing her bartender outfit. She was wearing
a white button down three quarter sleeved shirt, black pants, black loafers, a
black waiter apron and her faux fur coat. She has white blonde hair and pink
purple eyes.
The cold winter breeze was gently nipping at her nose and shins. She had her
sandy blonde was pulled back into a ponytail with a turquoise blue barette on
the right side of her face to help keep her bangs out of her blue glass eyes.
She was wearing a black ruffled collar and short sleeved low cut jacket, cream
champagne sleeveless v-cut blouse with flowered lace bottom, a gray frilled
skirt that covered her knees, black flats, and a black overcoat that covered
her knees.
Kiki was walking with Virginia when suddenly they were dragged into an alley.
Some creeps were about to rip their clothes off when suddenly the don and
concierge of their mafia family were right behind them.
Leo was wearing a black suit with thin white stripes, a white tie, black button
up long shirt, black hat with a white ribbon tied around it, white gloves, and
black and white saddle shoes. He was finishing a cigar flitting the bud on the
ground walking up to the jerk and knocking him square in the jaw.
"You think you Punks are tough beat up on women," he shouted at him
uppercutting him.
Virginia was struggling in the creeps grip and was screaming.
Kiki looked up and saw her don saving her. She widened her eyes.
"Thank you sir for saving me," she said looking down.
Donnie was wearing a black vest and coat and pants with red stripes going down
the sides and a white button long seedbed shirt with a red tie and black and
red saddle shoes with red gloves and a red hat with a black stripe going across
the middle. He went behind the creep holding onto Virginia and punched him in
the middle of his back causing him to let go of her. He roundhouse kicked him
in the crotch and legs effectively knocking him out. He reached out a gloved
hand to help her up.
"You alright Virginia?" He asked her.
Leo finished the jerk off and straightened his jacket and went over to Kiki
helping her up.
"You okay Kiki," he asked her.
Virginia looked up grabbing Donnie's gloved hand getting up.
"Yes I'm alright now thanks to you," she said.
Kiki nodded.
"I'm ok sir thanks," she said taking his hand and he got her back up to stand
again.
Donnie smiled at her patting her head.
"I'm glad you weren't hurt Virginia," he said to her.
Leo smiled and nodded parting her bangs and hair out of her pinkish purple eyes
with his gloved hand.
"That's good to hear Kiki. Do want to me walk you both home just case more of
those Punks tries to rough you up again," said Leo.
Virginia smiled at him.
Kiki blushed and nodded to him.
"Uh th-thanks sir," she mumbled.
Donnie took her hand in his gloved one.
"Come on let's get you girls home ok?" he told her.
Leo smiled holding her close to him as they walked out of the alley. Heading to
the girl's house.
Virginia held onto Donnie's hand with one and had her wrapped around his arm as
they walked.
Kiki blushed.
"Uh uh sir what are you doing? Y-you're too close," she mumbled nervously.
Donnie smiled at her as he squeezed her hand with his gloved one.
Leo looked at her.
"Kiki I'm holding you close to me because no one wants to mess with us two.
Unless they want their teeth down their throats," he explained to her rubbing
her arm with his gloved hand.
Virginia blushed when she felt the grip on her hand was tighter. They were only
a block away from their apartment.
Kiki's face got beet red and she squeaked as she whimpered. She started to
sweat and feel faint. This is way Too much stimulation for me she thought.
"Pl-please sir st-stop it!" she stuttered nervously.
Donnie stroked her back.
"You ok Virginia?" He asked her.
Leo let her go when they reached their apartment.
"Night Kiki," he said to her smiling.
Virginia was looking at Donnie still lightly blushing.
"Yeah I'm alright it's just the wind is beating on my face," she told him
heading up the steps to the door of the apartment.
Kiki was so overheated she fainted.
Donnie smiled at her.
"I see ok well night Virginia," he said to her as he got her hand in his gloved
one kissing her knuckles.
Leo saw this and grabbed her before she fell to the ground.
Virginia blushed deeper looking away not to show him her face.
"Good night to you too," she said.
Kiki was still in his arms fainted still.
Donnie smiled and nodded to her walking away.
Leo held her in his arms.
"Virginia would you hold the door open," he asked lifting her up bridal style
up the stairs.
Virginia stopped watching Donnie and rushed over opening the door. Leo walked
inside heading towards the elevator and went to the 4th floor. Virginia locked
and opened the door to her apartment. Virginia opened up Kiki's bedroom door
for Leo. He went inside laying her down on her bed. He took off her coat laying
on her window seat box then covered her up and kissing her forehead before
heading out of her room.
Time skip next day
Kiki was at the bar serving the guys of the family all the men. That's when the
don stepped in. Kiki was so shocked as to why he was here that she dropped the
glass pitcher onto the floor. She tried to pick it up and her hands were
bleeding,
Donnie went into the bar right behind him as he saw Virginia smiling at her.
Leo saw this and went over to her.
"Here Kiki," he said gently grabbing her wrist cleaning out the cut and
wrapping her hand in his handkerchief. Then did the same to the other hand.
"You okay Kiki," he asked her.
Virginia was cleaning up one of the tables when looked up and saw Donnie. She
blushed and was trying to quickly get to the other tables. When her foot got
caught between two chairs that were pushed in and she fell to the floor. Her
skirt was up a little showing her lower thighs a little.
Kiki blushed and nodded.
"Yeah I'm fine it just hurts sir," she mumbled. She tried to hold something but
her hands were in too much pain.
Donnie saw this and he blushed a little looking away. Still looking away he
helped Virginia up.
"You alright Virginia?" He asked her flustered.
Leo helped her seeing how she was in pain. He helped her up.
Virginia held onto him as he was helping her up.
"Yes just being clumsy today apparently," she said brushing herself off.
Kiki looked away from him blushing.
"What would you like sir?" She asked him.
Donnie looked at her and frowned.
"Well I hope you're alright. Wouldn't want you to get hurt on me," he said.
Leo looked at her.
"I would look like a beer," he said to her smiling.
Virginia nodded.
"What would like to drink," she asked.
"I'm sorry sir but I can't get it because of my hands. I'm just gonna go home,"
she said sadly walking away.
"A margarita please Virginia," Donnie said sweetly smiling at her.
Leo follows her out of the bar.
Virginia smiles back. She carefully headed behind the bar. She started making
him a margarita.
Kiki turned around.
"Sir why're you following me?" She asked him.
Donnie sat down at a table and waited.
Leo smiled.
"Kiki you like to go out to dinner with me tomorrow evening," he said.
Virginia finished and topped it off with a toothpick with three green olives.
Sliding the glass over to him.
Kiki shook her head no.
"I'm sorry sir but I can't. You are the don and I'm just a bartender. It can't
happen," she said walking away.
Donnie accepted the margarita.
"Thank you Virginia," he said smiling at her.
Leo gently grabbed her hand with his gloved one.
"Who says we can't be together and why would it matter Kiki. I find you to be
quite beautiful and would like to get to know you better," he explained.
Virginia nodded and smiled.
"You're welcome sir," she said.
Kiki's eyes widened and smiled at him.
"Fine sir and wait what? You want to be with me?" she asked blushing.
Donnie smiled at her and Drank his margarita.
Leo nodded to her smiled.
"Yes I do Kiki and my name is Leonardo but you can call me Leo," he said to
her.
Virginia was wiping down the bar.
Kiki blushed Beet red.
"But.....but," she trailed off. She ripped her hand out of his and ran away
about to faint again.
Donnie finished his margarita.
"Thank you Virginia it was delicious," he cooed to her smiling.
Leo followed after her and grabbed her hand gently.
"Why do you keep running away from me for Kiki," he asked her.
Virginia nodded and smiled to him.
Kiki ripped her hand out of his again.
"I'm not just leave me alone Leo!" she said as she made it to her house and
went inside. She was about to change and she was unbuttoning her shirt and Leo
saw her boobs.
Donnie smiled back and then he walked up to her.
"Would you care to have dinner with me tomorrow night?" He asked her.
Leo followed her to her apartment climbing up the fire escape to her window.
When he made to her opened window he saw her exposed chest. His eyes widened
and stared. Then quickly turned his head looking away.
Virginia looked at him with wide eyes.
"Really? Yes of course I will," she said to him soon smiled.
Kiki was walking towards his direction to get her sleepwear when she tripped on
Something on her floor and she fell on top of Leo with her boobs on his face.
She tried to get up as she was straddling him.
"I'm so sorry Leo!" She said clumsily.
Donnie smiled at her and nodded.
"Good I can't wait," and with that he left.
Leo had his arms wrapped around her back. He was nuzzling her chest while
growling. He was rubbing her back with his gloved hands.
Virginia smiled at him and watched him leave as she went back to work.
Kiki started to moan and whimper.
"Ahh Leo please. Let me go and let me get up!" She protested trying to get up
again as she straddled his pelvis by accident which turned him on.
Donnie was walking back to his mansion.
Leo was growling lowly starting to lick and suck on her breasts while making
circles in her back with his gloved hands.
Virginia was closing the bar by herself. She was heading back home.
Kiki moaned and struggled trying to get up as she got up but bounced on his
pelvis by accident which only made it worse. She whimpered.
"Leo please let me go!" She cried out.
Donnie was changing into his pjs and going to sleep.
Leo was starting to grind her and was now groping her butt roughly with his
gloved hands. While he was swirling his tongue on her nipples making them
harden.
Virginia was back at her apartment and was in the elevator.
Kiki squeaked and whimpered struggling to get up.
"Ah Leo God please!" She moaned.
"You're so hot!" She moaned.
Donnie climbed into bed and went to sleep.
Leo was kissing her neck roughly and rubbing her hips and butt with his gloved
hands still grinding her.
Virginia was walking towards her room and was getting ready for bed.
Kiki was freaking out as she knew Virginia could hear her. She moaned and
groaned loudly. She tried to get off of him again but he kept her in place on
him. She struggled.
"Leo please let me go! Virginia's gonna hear us!" she whimpered.
Leo was covering her mouth with his gloved hand gently whispering into her ear.
"We'll just have to be quieter than baby," he said roughly kissing her neck.
Virginia was in her nightgown laying down on her bed sleeping.
Kiki struggled still trying to pry his hand off of her mouth.
"Mmmmm!" She muffled out.
Leo laid her down on her bed getting on top of her kissing her lips roughly
groping her chest with his gloved hands.
Virginia was still sleeping though was stirring in her sleep.
Kiki started it cry tears streaming down her cheeks as she bit his lip hard
causing him to separate from her lips as she pushed him away slapping his cheek
really hard leaving her handprint and it was stinging red. She was panting
heavily.
"If you do that ever again Leo I will scream!" She shouted.
Leo was growling at her rubbing his cheek.
"You are going to get punished for that baby," he said attacking her neck
roughly groping her chest with his gloved hands.
Virginia was getting into her dream state and was still stirring and was
breathing heavily.
Kiki struggled still as she cried still.
"That's it I'm gonna scream!" She yelled.
Leo was chirping and took her shirt fully off and was attacking her shoulders.
He covered her mouth with his gloved hand.
Kiki was struggling and tried to get him off of her and to release her mouth
but he was too strong for her. All she could do was cry as more tears streamed
down her cheeks. She knew she was gonna get raped.
"Mmmm!" She said but it was muffled with his gloved hand on her mouth.
Leo continued and was moving down her stomach was taking off her pants. He was
licking and sucking her downstairs rubbing her groping her chest.
Kiki pried his hand off of her mouth growling at him. She slapped him again.
"Let me go Leo and get out! I never want to see you again!" She said crying as
she got up and went into her bathroom locking the door sobbing.
Leo was knocking on the door.
"Baby please come out of there I'm sorry truly," he said to her.
Kiki unlocked her bathroom door. She was naked now.
"You almost raped me you asshole! I hate you Leo! Go away and never bother me
again!" 'she said as she sank down to the floor and cried.
Leo hated himself right now and sat at the end of the bed upset.
Kiki looked at him. She stopped crying.
"I loved you Leo but now I hate you! Just because I tripped on you! You're such
an animal all you care about is getting into my pants. You don't care about me
at all!" She sobbed.
Leo just there listening letting her yell at him Because was a jerk for doing
this to her. He truly loved her and he screwed it up.
Kiki glared at him.
"Answer me Leo! You don't love me or care about me do you!" She yelled at him.
Leo looked at her.
"I do love you with all my heart Kiki truly i do. I have the words to describe
how sorry I am to you. I don't know what came over me I normally don't at this
way. I have never hurt a woman until now. I am upset with myself I wanted to
stop but something kept holding back. I don't know what to do to fix this. I
wish I didn't follow you home now. I love you so much Kiki. I truly do. Since
the last night you were so cute when you were blushing and when I caught you
fainted it just felt right holding you in my arms. When laid you down on your
bed listening to you sleeping. I loved it I still do love it and love you. I
don't blame you for hate me for I hate myself for this," he explained to her.
Kiki went over to him and stroked his cheeks and sighed.
"I still love you Leo," she muttered sitting down on his lap.
Leo churred holding her in his arms. Resting his head on her's.
Kiki got tired.
"Stay with me Leo," she mumbled still naked falling asleep on his lap.
Leo nodded laying her down covering her up and was taking off his clothes to
make himself more comfortable laying down next to her wrapping his arm around
her. He was closing his eyes.
Kiki slept peacefully snuggling into his arms.
Time skip next morning
Kiki woke up.
Donnie woke up in his bed stretching.
Leo was still sleeping.
Virginia was awake taking a shower.
Kiki smashed her lips to his kissing him passionately on the lips in a bruising
kiss.
Donnie went up to get dressed.
Leo wrapped his arms around her waist kissing her passionately back.
Virginia finished drying herself off putting her black ruffled collar and short
sleeve ruffled low cut jacket, sleeveless white v cut blouse with a flowered
laced bottom, frilled cream champagne skirt, and black flats. Her sandy blonde
hair was pulled back into a ponytail.
Kiki moaned deepening the kiss stroking his shoulders.
Donnie then looked at himself in the mirror.
Leo was deepening the kiss nipping her bottom lip asking for entrance.
Virginia headed out of her room to brew coffee and was looking for her
overcoat.
Kiki denied him refusing to open her mouth for him.
Donnie then went to work.
Leo growled still nipping at her lower lip. He was rubbing her hips roughly
then slowly moving down her hips to her butt and groping them roughly.
Virginia put her overcoat on and grabbed her coffee heading out of the
apartment to open the bar.
Kiki gasped in the kiss opening her mouth.
Donnie went into the Big building on 43rd street.
Leo shoved his tongue into her mouth exploring every inch still groping her
butt roughly.
Virginia took out the keys opening the bar turning on the lights. She went over
to counted the drawer to cash register.
Kiki French kissed him moaning in the kiss arching her back rubbing his dick
with her hands.
Donnie went to his office on the 10th floor.
Leo was grunting and growling groping her butt harder and biting down hard on
her neck drawing blood and licking it.
Virginia finished counting the drawer and putting it back after writing down
the amount the account book. She cleaned the place and restocked the liquor on
The shelves.
Kiki winced in pain and screamed.
"Ow Leo please that hurts! Stop it! What are you doing?!" She asked angrily.
Donnie sat down at his desk going over paperwork.
Leo licking her wound and was cooing at her kissing her jawline.
"I Was marking you as my mate," he told her.
Virginia turned the closed sign to open.
Kiki glared angrily at him.
"I'm not your mate and I don't wanna be! You're going back to the same thing
you did to me last night! You're not sorry at all!" She said going into her
bathroom slamming her door shut.
Donnie was going through files.
Leo looked at her and was opening the door.
"No I am not, you don't understand why I did this. I am sorry I am a turtle but
that's what we do when we love a female. We do not want other males being our
love. It's an instinct that I can't control. I know you are not an object
besides My brother and myself their two others like us who have the same thing
as us," he explained to her.
Virginia was cleaning the kitchen.
Kiki looked at him.
"Yes you are and I don't care Leo! I didn't like it. Leo just go away. I think
I'm gonna leave your family. I'll go to another one," she said walking past him
to get dressed.
Donnie was done with that and waited for Leo to show up soon.
Leo stopped her.
"Kiki I do love you more than anyone else. I don't want you to leave and go
somewhere else. I want you to stay with here with me please. You are beautiful,
sweet, smart, optimistic, influential, kindhearted, you are cute when you blush
because your cheeks turn this beet red, adorable, and a joy to be around.
Without you then it's boring everyday," he explained to her.
Virginia was waiting for Kiki to show up to work.
Kiki's eyes widened and she hugged him tightly to her kissing his lips roughly
stroking his cheeks. She then separated as she put her sleepwear on.
"I can't go to work for awhile because of my hands right now Leo," she told
him.
Donnie saw that it was still early for Leo to show up.
Leo smirked at her holding her close kissing her passionately on the lips.
"Oh really Kiki," he said to her smiling.
Virginia was seeing it was still early for Kiki to arrive.
Kiki frowned at him.
"What are you smiling for Leo? You think this is funny? It's not! This is
important because I hurt myself so I'm gonna have to stay home for some time!"
She shouted.
Donnie was tapping his gloved fingers on his desk bored.
Leo frowned.
"Sorry about that Kiki truly. I can help you if you what make you breakfast or
coffee for you," he offered kissing her forehead.
Virginia was getting bored.
Kiki sighed.
"Fine if you want to," she said getting back in bed and laying down.
Leo nodded.
"What do you want sweetie," he asked.
"Bacon, eggs and toast," she said to him.
Leo nodded to her making her breakfast.
Kiki sighed.
"Thanks Leo I'm glad I have you! I love you!" She admitted to him the very
first time calling out to him.
Leo smiled bringing her a cup of coffee setting on the night table.
"I'm glad to have you to sweetie. I love you too," he said kissing her cheek
gently then stroking it before heading out to make breakfast.
Kiki didn't like coffee. She got up and went to get a glass of water.
"Leo I don't like coffee. I want water instead!" she called to him.
Leo was getting her a tall glass of water. He had finished making her breakfast
and took the plate of food she requested and glass of water.
"I'm sorry about that sweetie I didn't know. Here's your food and water," he
said to her.
Kiki nodded to him.
"Thanks for the food Leo. Uh I'll eat it now if I can," she mumbled. She tried
picking up her fork with her left injured hand and winced in pain.
Leo stand down in front of her.
"Is there anything else I can do for you since I'm here sweetie," he asked
smiling softly at her.
Kiki sighed.
"Leo did you not see I was having trouble holding my fork? And can you please
help me?" She asked a little annoyed.
Leo nodded and started feeding her.
Kiki was fed by Leo and loved and enjoyed it. She was getting special
treatment.
Leo was smiling while he was feeding her.
Kiki was soon done eating.
"Do you really have to go Leo?" She pouted cutely.
Leo nodded.
"I'm sorry Kiki but I will come back to pick you up for our dinner date as
planned. You might want to wear something dressy casual," he said smiling to
her kissing her cheek and lips before heading out.
Time skip that night
Kiki was getting ready. She wore bribe colored gladiator sandals that went up
to her knee, a long flowing scarlet shimmered skirt with slits on the side that
went up to her thighs, a black lace tank top and a wreath of dried out lilacs
on her hair. She grabbed her faux fur coat and waited for Leo to come get her.
Donnie was wearing a purple business suit with a black tie and a button long
sleeved shirt, black saddle shoes with a black trimmed hat that was purple and
purple gloves. He went into his limo picking Virginia up.
Leo was wearing a navy blue business suit with a white button up shirt with a
navy blue tie, navy blue hat with a white ribbon around it, white gloves, and
saddle shoes. He was getting into the limo and pick up Kiki.
Virginia was wearing her sandy blonde wavy shoulder length hair down which laid
lazily on her shoulders. She had black Rose barette on the right side of her
head. She had a pearl necklace, a metallic purple square front with short see
through sleeves. Knee covered with black flats and pearl earrings. She was
walking out of her bedroom.
Kiki heard someone coming into her apartment. However it was not Leo. It was
one of the creeps that mugged her in an alley two days ago. He broke down her
door as he came closer to her. He started taking off her clothes not ripping
them as pinned her down on her bed and made out with her while shoving his dick
inside her almost breaking through her wall. She screamed and struggled but to
no avail.
Donnie went to Virginia's apartment. He knocked on her door.
Leo had sensed something was wrong and saw the door opened and heard noises and
was growling when he saw that same ass was attacking his mate again. Leo
slammed the creep into a wall of the room.
"You rape my girl you fucking creep." Punching him on his nose causing it bleed
and be broken.
Leo threw the bastard out of the apartment and ran to Kiki. He held her close
to him.
Virginia opened the door to see Donnie on the other side. She smiled at him.
Kiki could do nothing except cry and sob in his arms.
"Leo he didn't rape me he almost did. And that guy was my dad," she said
sobbing.
Donnie smiled at her holding out a gloved hand to her.
"Let's go my dear," he cooed to her.
Leo was shocked and growled about why her father would do something like this
to their own children.
"It's alright Sweetheart I'm here now okay. I'm still taking you to that
restaurant as planned," he told her.
Virginia smiled at him taking his gloved hand into her's.
Kiki nodded as she got re dressed in her clothes. She left with Leo.
"Leo I'm scared he might come back. Can I live with you?" She asked him
frightened.
Donnie led her outside and put her inside his limo. They left for a five star
restaurant.
Leo held her into the limo and nodding to her request..
"Yes you can Kiki. I would be honored if you were to come over to stay with
me," Leo explained smiled.
Virginia was still holding his gloved hand in her's.
Kiki smiled and nodded at him.
"Really? Thanks Leo. If it's not too much trouble I want to stay with you in
your room," she said blushing.
Donnie smiled at her as he stroked virginia's hand.
Leo looked at her shaking his head.
"It's not a problem at all sweetie and you're welcome," he said to her.
Virginia smiled at him.
"So where are we going tonight for dinner," she asked.
Kiki hugged him to her laughing.
"Leo I love you so much it literally hurts right here!" She said putting his
gloved hand on top of her beating heart.
Donnie smiled so her.
"To a five star restaurant called Les Spontaine's," he answered.
Leo smiled at her kissing her cheek.
"I love you so much too sweetie. The feels are unbearable for me too," he said.
Virginia smiled and nodded to him.
"Can't wait," she said.
Kiki whimpered.
"Thanks Leo and what is the restaurant called?" She asked him.
They arrived and Donnie helped Virginia out of the limo and brought her inside.
“You’re welcome sweetie, and the name of the restaurant is called the Kelly
Baker Club,” he said to her smiling.
Virginia was smiling holding his hand inside while resting her head on his
shoulder.
Kiki nodded as they arrived.
Donnie led her over to a table in the private rich section. He sat her down in
her chair as they ordered their food.
Leo was helping her out of the limo into the restaurant. he took her a private
booth in with dim lighting. He was reading the menu. While a jazz female singer
was singing “Undone”.
Virginia was reading over the menu waiting her for lemonade with tea and water.
Kiki sat down and looked over the menu.
Donnie ordered his food as he drank his cherry wine.
Leo was sitting next to her while he had beer. Reading over the menu.
virginia figured out what she wanted to eat. She was drinking her tea with
lemonade. You there? Yeah ^^
Kiki ordered her food as she drank her orange pico tea.
Donnie put his gloved hand on hers rubbing circles on her knuckles smiling at
her.
"You look so beautiful tonight my love," he cooed to her.
Leo was taking a sip of beer and figured out what he wanted to eat.
virginia blushed at what he was doing.
“Thank you sir, you look great tonight,” she told him.
Kiki and Leo were just waiting for their food to arrive.
Donnie drank more of his wine.
Leo saw the waiter bringing their food to them. He thanked him for the food and
started to cut his prime rib, with scalloped potatoes, and green beans.
Virginia was waiting for their food and was eating buttered dinner roll. Jess
I'll be multitasking so my responses will be slow ok?
Kiki started eating her steak with gravy and mashed potatoes and a salad.
Donnie started eating his teriyaki chicken with sauce and fried rice.
Leo was eating and drinking his beer.
virginia was eating her cashew shrimp and chicken with white rice and sauce.
She was also eating spring rolls.
Kiki continued eating her food savoring each bite and moaning in delight.
Donnie continued eating his food too.
Leo was enjoying his food eating every bite slowly.
Virginia did the same thing and was drinking her tea with lemonade and water.
Kiki finished eating and music started to play. She got up and started dancing
to it by herself.
Donnie finished eating as he got up and went over to Virginia holding his
gloved hand to her.
"Care to dance my love?" He cooed to her.
Leo had finished and tapped his gloved hand on her shoulder smiling.
“Want to dance,” he asked her.
Virginia nodded taking his hand smiled.
Kiki turned and smiled at him nodding. He started to tango with her.
Donnie wrapped his arm around her waist while he took her right hand in his
left gloved one and started waltzing with her.
Leo was rubbing her thigh up and down with his gloved hand as they were dancing
while his other arm was around her waist.
Virginia was dancing the waltz with Donnie.
Kiki moaned and whimpered a little at the physical sexual touching Leo was
doing to her body.
"L-leo please stop that it's embarrassing," she mumbled.
Donnie spun and dipped her as he brought her back up and pulled her closer to
him smashing his lips on hers in a passionate kiss.
Leo was whispering to her.
“Sweetheart, it’s just how you dance the tango,” he explained to her nuzzling
her neck then nibbling and sucking on her ear.
Virginia was wide eyed then her eyes rolled back while closing her eyes.
Kissing him passionately back.
Suddenly smoke enveloped the whole room and Kiki and Virginia were grabbed and
kidnapped. The smoke cleared and they were gone.
Donnie wanted to know what just happened to his girl.
Kiki was fighting off her captor but her elbow hit a plastron? She looked to
see an orange masked turtle had her in his arms.
A red masked turtle had Virginia in his arms and he was wearing a red suit with
black spades on the clothes, black saddle shoes, red tie, black button long
sleeved shirt, red gloves and a black hat with a red spade on the right side of
it and a cigar in his mouth.
Leo was wondering where his girl had gone and who kidnapped her. He was
growling and went to find her.
Mikey was wearing a white suit with light gray thin stripes, black button up
shirt with a white tie, a white hat with a black ribbon around it, black
gloves, and saddle shoes. He was carrying her in his arms.
“Take it easy doll face I’m not going to hurt ya,” he said cooing to her.
Virginia was struggling in her captor's grip that they had on her. She was
trying to break from them they had an iron grip on her.
Kiki began struggling.
"Let me go! What do you even want with me?" She asked him angrily.
Raph smirked as he nuzzled her neck.
"Keep struggling babe you're only turning me more on," he churred to her.
Mikey smiled at her cooing.
“I have been keeping a close eye on you forever doll face and I have always
wanted to be with you,” he said to her.
Virginia was still trying to escape.
Kiki's eyes widened and blushed.
"Wh-what do you mean? We don't even know each other? We're strangers and plus I
already have a lover Leo," she protested.
Raph held her closer and tighter to him as they were making it back to their
territory.
Mikey looked at her.
“Because I have always had strong feelings for you but in that night in the
alley I saw you and your friend getting mugged. I was going to help you out but
Leo and Donnie beat us to it,” he explained to her.
Virginia was pounding her fists on his plastron.
“Let me go I love Donnie not you,” she shouted at him.
Kiki blushed at him.
"Well I don't have feelings for you. Now let me go and take me back! I love Leo
and you ruined our date!" She shouted at him punching him in his jaw.
Raph growled at her.
"Keep doing that babe and you're gonna be sorry," he threatened her.
Mikey let her go holding his jaw adjusting it.
Virginia was angry and slapped him hurt across the face. Then she poked him in
the eyes.
Kiki started running shouting Leo's name hoping he could hear her.
Raph growled and howled in pain. He closed his eyes and couldn't see.
Mikey was chasing after Kiki and was growling at her.
Virginia was running as fast as her legs could take her.
Kiki ran faster until she tripped over her skirt and was falling.
Raph opened his eyes and ran after her hot on her trail not letting her escape.
Mikey was following her scent not going to lose her.
Virginia kept running even though her feet were killing her and her lungs were
burning from running non stop.
Kiki fell to the ground and she tried to get up but her ankle was twisted.
Raph soon tackled her to the ground pinning her down underneath his weight.
"You're not going anywhere," he growled at her.
Mikey found her on the alley ground and was lifting her into his arms. He was
carrying her back to their territory.
Virginia refused to stop struggling and was screaming for Donnie.
Kiki sighed and she winced because she was in pain with her hands and her
ankle. She still had bandages wrapped around her hands.
Raph pressed a pressure point in her neck effectively knocking her out picking
her up in his arms and bringing her back to his territory.
Mikey was heading into the mansion that he lived in. He laid her down on his
bed.
Virginia passed out.
Kiki was scared.
"Wh-what're you going to do to me?" She asked scared as she started to shake
and cry.
Raph brought Virginia into his room and put her on his bed.
Mikey laid down next to her wrapping his arms around her.
“I want to be with you and care for you,” he told her.
Virginia was still passed out.
Kiki blushed.
"Well I don't want to be with you! Please let me go I beg of you!" She pleaded.
Raph sat on the edge of his bed as he stroked her cheek with his gloved hand.
Mikey was looking at her stroking her cheek with his gloved hand.
“I want you to be with me plus your leg isn’t better,” he explained to her.
Virginia was starting to wake up.
Kiki sighed.
"Like I said I don't want to be with you. I'm leaving after my ankle heals,"
she muttered.
Raph smirked at her making sure all his windows and doors were locked and
bolted shut.
"Good evening sleeping beauty," he cooed to her.
Mikey was nuzzling her neck.
“That’s great that you get to stay,” he said churring.
Virginia was angry not looking at him.
Kiki whimpered.
Raph smiled at her.
"I have seen you for quite some time now and I really like you Virginia," he
chirped to her.
Mikey was chirping and nuzzling her neck still.
Virginia was still angry rolling away from him looking out the window.
Kiki whimpered and moaned.
Raph sighed and laid down next to her nuzzling her cheek purring.
Mikey was nuzzling her neck then was kissing it.
Virginia slapped him across the face again.
“I hate you, I love someone else and he isn’t you.”
Kiki moaned.
Raph rubbed his cheek again smirking. He rolled away from her and sat up.
Mikey was sucking and licking her ear while rubbing up and down her hips.
Virginia kept her back to him and not saying anything to him.
Kiki whimpered and moaned.
"Ahh please stop!"
Raph fell asleep almost.
Mikey was licking and sucking on her neck leaving hickies and lovebites while
roughly groping her chest.
Virginia wanted to be with Donnie. That their first kiss and he ruined that.
Kiki moaned and pushed him away from her growling.
"Don't touch me you creep!" She yelled.
Raph was falling asleep.
Mikey was kissing her on her lips smirking through the kiss.
Virginia was getting out of bed unlocking the door. She was heading out of the
closing the door behind bolting it shut from the outside where she was standing
then ran for it. She was wanting Donnie.
Kiki bit his bottom lip hard causing him to let go of her lips.
"Don't kiss me! You're not my lover Leo is!" She shouted at him.
Raph kept his eyes closed because they still hurt from when Virginia poked
them.
Mikey growled in pain looking at her.
“You wouldn’t be saying that if Leo and Donnie hadn’t showed up. They never
paid attention,” he said looking away from her.
Virginia was trying to open the doors and windows but with no luck. She was
banging on the door.
Kiki was about to respond when Leo finally showed up in Mikey's bedroom.
Raph fell asleep.
Le0 was growling at Mikey. Mikey was growling at Leo. They started to fighting
each other.
Virginia was still banging on the door kicking and putting her body weight into
the door.
"Hello is out there please help me! Donnie!" She shouted.
Kiki just watched them upset at what Mikey said to her.
Donnie heard her. He got the door open and hugged her in his arms and stroked
her back kissing her passionately.
Leo was punching Mikey and knocked him out. Leo quickly ran over to his girl
putting her into his arms carrying her bridal style out of there. He took her
back to his place.
Virginia was happy and kissing Donnie passionately back wrapping her arms
around his neck.
Kiki slapped Leo really hard across his cheek as tears angrily streamed down
her cheeks.
"I hate you Leo!" She shouted.
Donnie picked her up deepening the kiss and walked away carrying her in his
arms.
Leo was shocked about what she just to him.
"Well that's a new way of saying thank you. What did you do that for
sweetheart," he asked her confused.
Virginia was kissing Donnie deeper and was resting her head on his plastron.
Kiki glared at him.
"It's because of what he said to me. After touching and kissing me I told him
many times to stop and I said to him you are my lover but he said to me I
wouldn't be saying that if you weren't there to save me and you never paid
attention to me. I got upset over that," she explained to him.
Donnie started to roughly kiss her stroking her thighs with his gloved hands.
Leo looked at her confused.
"I don't know what he is talking about honestly. I don't know sweetheart. I
have always noticed you. Both your dad and you friend's dad both worked in that
and you both kept it running after when they retired. I have always liked you.
I love you so much sweetheart. Maybe he did to but I don't know. All I know is
that he is from the other mafia family and our enemies," he explained to her.
Virginia was moaning through the kiss deepening it.
Kiki's eyes widened and she smiled at him.
"I twisted my ankle running away from him so I can't walk or stand," she said
to him. Suddenly Mikey was hot on their trail.
Donnie French kissed her.
Leo nuzzled her neck gently.
"I'm sorry to hear that sweetheart," he said to her.
Mikey was coming up to Leo's mansion.
Virginia separated panting looking at him smiling stroking his cheek.
"Donnie can we go somewhere else continue this," she asked.d.
Kiki whimpered and nodded.
Donnie smirked and churred at her and nodded. He brought her up to his room in
his mansion. Raph was in Donnie's mansion.
Leo was nuzzling her still.
Mikey was entering the mansion.
Virginia was giggling at him.
Kiki whimpered again.
Donnie laid her down on his bed as he began to kiss lick and suck on her neck
leaving hickies.
Leo was sucking and licking her ear also nibbling it while he was groping her
chest.
Mikey was heading up the stairs going to Leo's room.
Virginia was moaning lightly rubbing the back of his neck.
Kiki moaned and whimpered.
Donnie trailed lower kissing and sucking on her shoulders and collarbone
leaving hickies.
Leo was kissing her jawline down towards her neck licking and sucking it while
rubbing her hips and thighs with his gloved hands.
Mikey was running down the hallway towards Leo's room.
Virginia was moaning.
Kiki moaned and whimpered again. Suddenly someone opened the door and there was
Mikey.
Donnie took off all her clothes and swirled his tongue on her nipples making
them harden kneading and tweaking the other unattended nipple.
Raph made it to Donnie's bedroom door opening it.
Leo looked over and saw Mikey standing their growling at him. He got up and was
attacking him. Mikey was fighting back.
Virginia saw Raph quickly sitting up covering herself.
"What are you doing here," she shouted.
Kiki stopped them by yelling.
"Stop the both of you! don't hurt each other! I'm not worth it!" She shouted.
Donnie look up and saw Raph growling at him. Raph just smirked and walked over
getting closer to Virginia.
Leo and Mikey were looking at her though they were both still heated at each
other.
Virginia went behind Donnie holding his shoulders.
Kiki looked at them and sighed.
"You get out of here. I do not love you or want to be with you. I love and want
to be with only Leo and that's it!" She shouted at Mikey.
Raph walked closer and Donnie protected her still growling at him.
"She's mine Raph back off!" Donnie shouted at Raph.
"I don't think so I love her!" Raph shouted back at Donnie.
Mikey was angry.
"I love you Kiki," he shouted.
Leo was still growling at Mikey.
Virginia was shaking her.
"I love Donnie," she said.
Kiki sighed.
"Fine whatever. Even though I don't love you you can be with me if you want
to," she muttered. She looked at Leo.
"Leo please accept this ok?" She asked him sadly.
Donnie looked at Raph.
"I love you Virginia really I do. I saw you in that alley that day and I was
about to save you but Donnie beat me to it. You're beautiful, resilient,
selfless, stubborn, cute, a hard worker and an all around good person," he
explained to her.
Mikey was still angry and sighed.
"I truly do love you Kiki, you are so beautiful, caring towards the people you
for the most, a joyful person, motivating person, one in a million person to
meet, sweet, and unique person," he said to her.
Leo looked at her and held her closed to him.
"Won't have a problem," he said to her.
Virginia was in shock by what Raph just said to her.
"What? Really?" She asked him.
Kiki smiled at Leo and hugged them then kissed Mikey on his lips passionately.
Donnie just looked at Raph in shock.
Raph nodded to her and kissed her cheek.
'Yes babe it's true I do love you," he confessed to her again.
Mikey was passionately kissing her back wrapping his arms around her waist.
Virginia looked at Donnie because she didn't know what to do.
Kiki deepened the kiss.
Raph went over to her and kissed her on her lips passionately.
Mikey was deepening the kiss and was rubbing his gloved hands up and down her
back.
Virginia was wide eyed then closed her eyes kissing him passionately back. She
wrapped her arms around his neck and the blanket that was covering her fell
down.
Kiki moaned in the kiss roughly kissing him.
Raph deepened the kiss while he groped her boobs with his gloved hands.
Mikey was groping her butt with his gloved hands licking and nipping her bottom
lip for entrance.
Virginia was moaning through the kiss rubbing the back of his neck deepening
the kiss.
Kiki denied him as she refused to moan too.
Raph roughly kissed her.
Mikey was kissing her roughly still groping her butt roughly. He was growling
lowly to her.
Virginia was moaning kissing him roughly back.
Kiki moaned opening her mouth.
Raph bit her bottom lip forcing his tongue into her mouth roughly kissing her
as he French kissed her roughly groping her boobs.
Mikey put his tongue into her mouth exploring every inch growling still.
Virginia was stroking his cheek and moaning.
Kiki rubbed his pecs moaning.
Raph tongue battled with her roughly groping her ass with his gloved hands.
Mikey was roughly french kissing her and was groping her chest.
Virginia was moaning through the kiss. She separated kissing his neck. She
motioned for Donnie to come over to her.
Kiki separated from the kiss.
"Leo come here and the both of you u want you to suck on my boobs and my pussy
ok now!" She instructed to them smiling.
Raph began to churr.
Donnie went over to her.
Leo and Mikey laid her down growling they both were sucking and licking her
chest with they were pumping their gloved finger into her downstairs.
Virginia was rubbing her hands on his shoulders.
"Kiss my neck," she asked.
Kiki arched her back moaning.
"Ahh that's it guys! Please!" She pleaded.
Donnie did as he was told and began to kiss her neck while Raph kissed her
shoulders and collarbone.
Leo and Mikey kept doing this while they were swirling their tongues around her
nipples making them harden.
Virginia was moaning.
Kiki whimpered.
Donnie and Raph swirled their tongues on her nipples making the pert buds
harden.
Leo and Mikey separated from her chest and were spreading her legs and were
licking and sucking her downstairs.
Virginia moaned loudly arching her back.
Kiki gripped the sheets whimpering.
Raph and Donnie took off their clothes as they took out their dicks and shoved
them into her Pussy thrusting slowly breaking through her wall.
Mikey got underneath her while Leo got on top of her after taking off their
clothes. They began to thrust into her slowly breaking through her inner walls.
Virginia had tears coming down her face from the pain.
Kiki screamed in pain tears streaming down her cheeks.
Raph and Donnie cooed to her whispering sweet things into her ears stroking her
cheeks and nuzzling her neck.
Leo and Mikey were nuzzling and chirping to her. Saying sweet things to her.
Virginia soon felt pleasure.
Kiki started to moan feeling no more pain.
Raph and Donnie gripped her hips bucking into her feeling her tight walls
clench around them.
Leo and Mikey were ramming into her faster and harder.
Virginia moaned loudly saying their names.
Kiki whimpered.
Raph and Donnie slammed deeper into her thrusting faster grunting.
Leo and Mikey were ramming into her faster and deeper as they were grunting.
Virginia was moaning loudly gripping the sheets.
Kiki moaned.
Raph and Donnie grinded against her humping rougher into her.
Leo and Mikey were ramming deeper that they were grinding their bodies against
her.
Virginia was moaning loudly arching her back.
Kiki elicited another moan.
Raph and Donnie pounded at a faster pace into her groaning.
Leo and Mikey were grunting as they kept ramming into her.
Virginia was moaning loudly scratching their shoulders.
Kiki arched her back moaning.
Raph and Donnie rammed at a quicker rate inside her almost climaxing.
Leo and Mikey were reaching climax and were still ramming into her.
Virginia was moaning.
Kiki moaned.
Raph and Donnie reached their climax shooting their seed inside her taking out
their dicks from her panting laying down next to her.
Leo and Mikey reached their climax putting their seed into her. They were
laying down next to her.
Virginia was panting holding them close to her.
Kiki panted looking at them and smiling.
Raph and Donnie churred at her as they nuzzled her neck.
Leo and Mikey were chirping and smiling at her.
Virginia was giggling and stroking their cheeks.
Time skip next morning
Kiki woke up and threw up in the toilet.
Raph and Donnie woke up nuzzling her cheeks.
Leo and Mikey were hearing her got up to see her. They rubbed her back pulling
her hair out of her face.
"You alright baby," they asked.
Virginia woke up smiling at them and got out of bed heading the bathroom
getting sick.
"I'm pregnant guys!" She said smiling.
Raph and Donnie went to see her patting her back.
"You alright sweetie?" They asked her worried.
Leo and Mikey smiled and hugged her.
"That's great Baby," they said to her.
Virginia felt movement in her stomach looking down to see their was a bulge and
started to rub stomach. She looked at them.
"I'm pregnant," she said to them.
Kiki hugged them back.
Raph and Donnie embraced her tightly nuzzling her cheeks.
"That's awesome sweetie!" They cooed to her.
Time skip months later
Kiki was on their bed in their bedroom giving birth. She pushed and out came
Leo's son who had blue hair and onyx eyes and Mikey's daughter who had orange
hair and red eyes.
Raph and Donnie were with Virginia as she was giving birth too. They held her
hands tightly.
"Come in sweetie push," they urged her.
Leo and Mikey were smiling at their children happily holding them. They were
sitting down on either of Kiki.
"They are beautiful honey," they said to her.
Virginia pushed until there two baby girls. They were both human like Virginia.
Raph's daughter had dark Auburn hair and dark Amber eyes. Donnie's daughter had
sandy blonde hair and hazel.
Kiki looked at them and smiled.
"Leo our son is devin and Mikey our daughter is keena," she said to them.
Raph and Donnie held three children in their arms kissing their cheeks soft
nuzzling them.
"They're beautiful sweetheart," that said to her.
Leo and Mikey nuzzled her neck.
"We love the names sweetheart," they said to her.
Virginia nodded.
"Donnie our daughter's name is Taylor and Raph our daughter's name is Amber,"
she said.
Kiki smiled and nodded at them.
Raph and Donnie smiled at her.
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n’t think the sheet will protect you?”
he was toying with her now, she squeezed her eyes shut and turned her head into
the wall. Dean was silent for a long time, Amber wondered if he left the room,
but when she felt the bed dip under his weight she knew she couldn’t be so
lucky.
Her feet were slipping on the bare mattress with her blind attempts to distance
herself from him,
“I don’t care how much you hope it will, that wall ain’t gonna move for you.”
Amber drug in a choppy breath, and grasped onto the metal rungs of the
headboard for emotional support.
When Dean’s rough hand wrapped around her ankle she shrieked expecting him to
violate her then, but instead he just rubbed his thumb up and down on her
delicate skin.
He looked like he was contemplating something, his lips were slightly pursed
and he was staring deeply at her smooth leg with narrowed eyes.
“Are-are you going to hurt me again?” her voice was strained with fear, and she
watched him blink slowly never looking away from her leg,
“Probably,” he barely shrugged. Her chest hitched,
“Please don’t--please,” she begged, and his eyes finally snapped up to hers.
She watched them darken with intent and knew there was nothing that would save
her.
“Oh come on, you know I’ll make it good for you babe.” that was the other part
that wrecked her.
She actually enjoyed part of her rape.
Sam and Dean had complete control over her body, and she didn’t know how to get
it back.
Dean blinked at her for a moment before snapping to a secret decision, and
reached across her to undo the handcuff on her torn up wrist. He did it quickly
like he’d done it a thousand times, and when she tried to jerk her hand away
from him he grabbed it and began to massage it lightly.
“Looks like you did more damage to yourself than the headboard babydoll,” he
grumbled softly, ignoring her panicked breathing at the contact. Without
warning Dean scooted until his back was against the wall beside her, and
roughly pulled her into his arms.
Amber was scrambling to get away from him, reaching for the headboard, but his
grip was tightening around her waist to a painful level.
“Nonononono. . .” she plead helplessly.
“Shh, shh,” he used his free hand to push her head to his chest, and to her
increasing confusion, began to gently lace his fingers through her wavy blonde
hair. Dean smelled heavily of blood and whiskey, a sort of metallic burn in her
nostrils, there was also a hint of spice on him as well that reminded her a
little of her father.
She focused on that, and relaxed her face into his chest.
The girl sobbed into him and clutched to his dirtied shirt like he was there to
protect her, Amber was seeking comfort from the same monster who ruined her,
and she was grateful that he was giving it for the moment.
After a while of listening to Dean’s strong steady heartbeat and moving with
the rising and falling of his chest, Amber’s tears actually slowed and her eyes
drooped with exhaustion from being so scared all the time.
Of course she was still worried about his plans, but she decided it would be
best to take advantage of his current docile state.
Dean placed a light kiss on the top of her head and she stiffened all over
again, he ignored her obvious discomfort and in one fluid motion she was on her
back and he was on top of her.
She didn’t really even have time to panic it happened so fast.
One of her hands flashed down between her thighs to shield herself from him,
and the other rested lightly on his chest; a silent message for him to stop.
Dean gave an irritated grunt and slapped her hand from his chest, dipping down
to take one of her nipples in his mouth eliciting a loud whimper from the tiny
girl.
Her hand flashed to his soft hair and she tried to pull his face away while
twisting her lower body away from him. His returning growl was animalistic and
he lightly bit her sensitive nub, causing her to cry out, she knew it was only
a warning though.
He naturally became more rough with her, always harshly palming the breast that
his mouth wasn’t working on, and her panic was rising steadily as well as
unwelcome pleasure.
“Please don’t hurt me,” she sobbed to the transfixed man, his lust filled green
eyes snapped up to hers and he lifted his head a moment to look into her
frightened eyes. She repeated herself quietly, the small whisper barely
travelling up to him, “Please don’t hurt me. .”
Dean squinted his eyes and a slow smile stretched across his features, he shook
his head and gave a low spine tingling chuckle,
“I don’t think you're worried about me hurting you, as much as you’re afraid
you might like this.” she shook her head at him, her face scrunching up with
the burn of tears.
He was only half right really, she was afraid of the pain he could cause as
well as what he was forcing her inexperienced body to feel.
His large hand moved down her body to hers, still covering the part of her that
he destroyed the night before. She was grateful that she was healed or this
could be infinitely more unpleasant.
Dean gathered up her hands and once again snapped the cold metal cuffs around
both of them, attaching her easily to the headboard, rendering her completely
defenseless.
“I know you did last night,” he continued casually, “lets see if we can get you
there again before I fuck your brains out.” he slid down her body with natural
grace, and she slammed her thighs together.
“No don’t!” she screamed at him shrilly. Dean rolled his eyes and began to kiss
her tightly closed thighs with disarming gentleness. She jumped off of the
mattress when his warm tongue dipped into the apex of her thighs, grazing her
outer lips.
“Ahh!” she groaned unwillingly. Dean grinned knowingly and without warning
ripped her thighs opened using minimal strength. Before she could protest he
began pulling long deep licks from her opening to her clit.
“Fu-fuck!” she stuttered on impulse. The things his mouth were doing felt to
good to feel ashamed at the moment, and his responding snicker vibrated her
core deliciously. Amber bucked up against his face, relishing the way his
stubble scratched her skin.
Instead of pulling back from the canting of her hips like he would normally do,
he just licked into her harder, trying to prove a point.
The girl whimpered at the feeling and he could feel her thighs trembling with
her building orgasm. He expertly swirled his tongue around the sensitive bundle
of nerves he knew so well, and she cried out, jerking on the handcuffs and
swiveling her hips furiously.
Dean draped an arm over her hips to quell the movement, and she spread her legs
widely trying to push up into his face. Just like he suspected, as soon as he
sucked her clit into her mouth, she came screaming, arching hard into the
mattress and pulling the restraints taught as her muscles convulsed.
“Oh God!” she screamed as he licked her through her orgasm.
When he pulled away she looked down to see the smirk on his glistening lips,
her sex pulsed greedily when his tongue drew across them to taste her arousal.
“Only thing better than pie.” he stated gruffly, before climbing back over her
to capture her mouth with his. Amber could taste herself on his lips and her
face reddened in embarrassment, she knew what was coming next and felt a twinge
of fear in her belly.
She tried to remember how she relaxed with Sam, but her body wouldn’t
cooperate.
When Dean suddenly flipped her onto her belly, twisting her arms above her head
in the process she whimpered nervously.
He snaked his arm around her middle and pulled up her lower half until she was
on her knees with her face pressed into the pillows. The girl jerked away when
she felt his hard member on her ass, it felt bigger than she remembered.
She expected him to slam into her at any moment and tear her open again, so she
leaned away from him, white knuckling the metal bars on the headboard.
“Easy. . Easy,” his voice was rough with need, and she whined shrilly when she
felt his tip prodding at her entrance. Like before he started out gently,
pushing in slowly and allowing her to stretch, it still hurt though and she
turned her face into the pillow.
“Pleeaasee,” it was muffled by the pillow, and she thought for sure he would
slam himself into her like before when she begged him to stop, but he didn’t.
Dean continued to push slowly, shaking with the effort to restrain himself, and
after what felt like a lifetime he was fully seated inside of her tight pussy.
“Jesus,” he groaned, clutching her hips with a bruising grip. Amber’s breathing
was quick and shallow beneath him, and after a moment he moved inside of her.
Pulling out until only the tip was inside and pushing back in slowly, until the
pain was minimal and actually started to feel good in a way.
She worked to relax her body.
Dean picked up the pace when he felt the tension leave the girl, and enjoyed
the deeper reach at this new angle. She was grunting with every thrust and
squealed when he reached around her to strum her swollen clit.
In no time her walls were contracting around his dick with the beginnings of
her second orgasm, and he rammed into her forcefully causing her to bump her
blonde head against the headboard with every impact.
She didn’t mind.
Instead of screaming through her orgasm like before, no noise would come out of
her open mouth, and her whole body went rigged with pleasure. The clenching of
her walls was all Dean needed to lose himself inside of her, and he came with a
low guttural groan.
Both of them breathing heavily, Dean leaned down to kiss her back as he gently
eased his dick from her dripping pussy. He reached over her head to undo the
cuffs again and her upper half collapsed onto the pillows, with Dean still
stroking her back behind her.
Before she could fully recover from her climax, Sam Winchester threw open the
door to her room with a curious grin on his face.
“What the hell is this?” he chuckled lightly staring at the scene before
him, “I really didn’t expect you of all people to get all sweet on her Dean.”
Dean stiffened at the barb and there was a rumble in his chest that wasn’t at
all comforting to the girl.
Amber attempted to slide out of his grip sensing that this was about to go
south, but Dean’s steel arms tightened around her again.
“All her crying just gets on my nerves,” he growled at his brother who didn’t
look convinced,
“Then give her to me,” Sam advanced toward the bed with a glint in his eye that
told her playtime was over. Amber struggled in Dean’s arms, clawing at his
hands and kicking out at Sam.
The biggest Winchester effortlessly wrapped a giant hand around her upper arm
and jerked her to him, supporting her easily when she fell from the bed. She
struggled to stand next to Sam, her legs unsteady from her time with Dean.
Although Amber’s head barely cleared Sam’s chest, she continued to struggle
against him in vain. Then before she could think better of it, she jumped to
claw at his large brown eyes. She caught him off guard but still missed by a
fraction but still created a significant gash on his cheek.
The look on his face made her freeze, she had never seen him look this angry,
like he could kill her right there.
Staring into his stormy eyes as she was, the girl didn’t even see the fist
coming until it smashed into her cheek with enough force to stop a train.
She spun and hit the floor with a thud, not even able to cry out from the pain,
she thought he might have killed her for a moment when all she could see was
blackness. Apparently Dean thought so too,
“Jesus Sammy did ya kill her?” but he didn’t sound too concerned at the thought
though.
“I didn’t even hit her that hard,” he grumbled in annoyance. Amber’s vision was
returning, and she felt Sam flip her over for inspection, “She’s fine.” Dean
chuckled somewhere behind his brother,
“I’d bet money that’ll be the last time she fights with you,” she could hear
the smile in Dean’s voice, and it made her want to throw up. There was a
jingling of a belt buckle, and the faint unzipping of jeans before a shadow
fell over her while Sam positioned himself on top of her.
Ambers head was throbbing, and she vaguely felt her legs being spread open
again.
“Wait. . .Stop,” she protested weakly, when she tried to roll over and away Sam
captured her hands and bit her neck hard enough to draw blood and a ear
splitting scream of pain from the small girl.
“Shut up,” he warned and smashed his lips to hers, letting the blood run into
her mouth causing her to gag at the metallic taste. The act woke her up
completely and she struggled valiantly beneath the huge man.
He continued to kiss her with bruising ferocity while he moved on hand down
south and unceremoniously crammed two fingers into her heat. The lasting
effects of Dean’s previous ministrations did nothing to ease the sudden
entrance and she sobbed into his mouth fearfully.
He swallowed her protests like he couldn’t get enough of her tears.
It was like the men switched personalities from last night, instead of gentle
and worried about her Sam was all savage confidence and merciless
determination. While she was fairly certain that Dean, the same man who
brutalized her before, had just shown her what it felt like to make love.
Sam pulled his fingers to move even further down, and Amber was only confused
for a moment, then it was absolute humiliation. One of his oversized fingers
circled her tight ring of muscle, and she screamed into his mouth hoping he was
making a mistake.
He wasn’t.
He shoved one of his fingers into her ass and every muscle in her body
tightened completely, the burn was too much, she couldn’t even scream. Finally
Sam’s mouth broke away from hers,
“Dean get over here,” her lungs were expelling giant quaking breaths, while
Sam’s finger sat motionless in the unnatural entrance.
“Whaddaya need Sammy?” he ground out huskily, clearly excited about this change
in direction. Her gaze shifted pleadingly to the eldest Winchester, but he
would offer no protection, what he’d shown her earlier was only an illusion of
care.
“Hold her down, I’m gonna have a little fun.” he smiled at her wickedly and
withdrew his finger with a humiliating pop. Dean quickly lowered to his knees
above her head, and when Sam withdrew his hands, Dean’s were on her before she
could even think to move.
“Dean please. . .” she jerked in his grip, but he ignored her to focus on his
brother.
Sam was on his knees and lifted her hips to place her bare ass on his thighs.
He shoved his dick into her tight pussy with such swiftness that she couldn’t
have possibly closed her legs in time.
Sam and Dean were both taking their time staring at the way her pussy was
stretched wide over Sam’s impossibly large dick.
There was a slow burn that had her whimpering in pain when he began to move
inside of her, but she couldn’t deny that he was hitting a spot deep inside of
her that made her see stars. Amber moaned involuntarily and rolled her eyes
into the back of her head,
“You like this?” Sam groaned down at her, “You like Dean holding you down,
while I fuck you?” She whimpered when he came into contact with her g-spot
again, and found herself nodding her head absently.
She tested Dean’s grip again and found it as unrelenting as ever, it sparked a
twinge of arousal deep within her core and she swiveled her hips on Sam’s huge
throbbing cock.
“I think she likes it,” Dean growled, “look at her. Moaning like a little slut,
you like riding Sam’s cock Amber?”
“Please. . .” she moaned hotly,
“We can do whatever we want to you like this, can’t we?” Sam pointed out, “Dean
won’t let you go, you’re too weak to stop us.” She cried out as he slammed into
her harder,
“Say it Amber,” Dean snarled.
“Ahh!” she cried when one of Dean’s hands reached over her and found her clit,
she was so close.
“Say you’re helpless,” Sam demanded, “say we can do whatever we want.”
“Ahh- I’m he-helpless!” she whined, “Oh god please! Y-you can do wh-whatever
you want to me!”
“That’s right,” Sam praised. Suddenly his fingers were at her back entrance
again, pushing relentlessly. He used two this time and the burn of them sliding
in made her cringe.
They were motionless once they were in, and she stretched to accommodate them.
Having two fingers in her ass and his dick in her pussy, she was stretched
wider than ever before and felt completely full.
By the time he began to pump his fingers, her muscles had unclenched and the
feeling of her g-spot being rubbed at two angles was absolutely euphoric.
Sam was merciless in pace and he had her speeding toward a third orgasm in no
time. She fell to pieces beneath the Winchesters and came hard, making little
mewling noises and thrashing violently in Dean’s hold.
She barely even noticed Sam emptying inside of her through the waves of
pleasure rocking her, and it felt like years before she came down from the
climax. Her heart was beating hard enough that she swore she just ran a
marathon, and he yelped when Sam withdrew his fingers and dick at the same
time.
“Oh my God. . .” she groaned as she rolled to her side, and closed her legs.
She jumped at the feeling of her pussy pulsing a few more times between her
closing legs. Both the brothers stood gazing down at her for a moment before
Dean bent to lift her back onto the bed,
“Told you we’d make it good for you,” he grumbled. Sam snorted,
“Yeah she’s lucky we had a good hunt today,” he agreed. So that’s what it came
down to.
Their mood.
She shuddered at how differently this could have gone for her had they been
angry when they got home.
“Oh by the way sweetheart, all this blood?” he reminded her, and her eyes
roamed the stains once more, “It’s your momma’s.” Her eyes widened in horror
and he prayed he was toying with her again.
Sam spoke up with a sinister smirk on his face,
“Oh don’t worry Amber,” he mocked, “you’ve already been adopted.”
“What should her next lesson be Sammy?” she was still reeling over the fact
that they killed her mother the knowledge still to fresh to cry. They were
monsters. How could she have believed for a second that they were anything
less.
Sam pretended to ponder Dean's question for a moment,
“I haven’t had someone suck me off in a while . . .” Dean continued to stare at
Ambers pale face while he nodded in agreement,
“Now you got somethin' to look forward to tomorrow sugar.”
Chapter End Notes
     Yeah they're evil sons a bitches in this fic.
     You may have noticed that I left this fic open ended. . . I might
     want to write more later!
***** Chapter 3 *****
Chapter Summary
     What happens when you ask two monsters for a favor? Bad things. Very
     bad things.
Chapter Notes
     I didn't think I was ever going to write the third chapter but I just
     sat down and did it tonight :) Finally.
     TRIGGERS. PLEASE READ:
     There is rape, underage, torture, and all kinds of other things in
     this chapter. This was my first ever fic, and it is BY FAR the most
     fucked up story I've ever written. PLEASE ONLY READ if you've read my
     first two chapters and have enjoyed them. I know a few of you are as
     kinked as me sometimes.
     I've said it before and I'll say it again: It's only fantasy, I would
     never condone anything like this in reality and there are a few
     things in here that would scare me away from an encounter for sure.
     Do not take it too seriously, and please, PLEASE don't read if you
     feel like you may be triggered by any tags I have here - the
     Winchesters are evil in this fic. Pure and total evil. It's not canon
     behavior, and gives you a perspective of what might happen if our
     beloved brothers turned into horrors.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
The Winchesters had kept Amber for another month. Another long, painful month.
Each day was seemingly worse than the last, but this last time Sam fucked her,
she didn’t even fight with him. Or scream. Or beg.
The broken girl just didn’t see the point anymore. . they always hurt me
anyway. Why bother?
Amber however, could tell that because of her lifeless dull persona during the
last rape, Sam was left unsatisfied. So when he came back to her room a few
hours later she wasn’t surprised necessarily, just devastated seeing as Castiel
hadn’t even come to heal her yet.
The huge beast of a man took a seat in the chair beside her bed,
“Do you need anything?” her blue eyes snapped to his from the dimpled ceiling,
“W-what?” five days of rape and torture, and now he was asking if she needed
anything?
“You know I hate repeating myself.” it was a growl that reminded her where she
was,
“No. .” truthfully, the girl was too scared to request anything from either
Winchester, they would likely just twist her words and use it as an excuse to
hurt her. Last time she said she was hungry and begged for food, Dean had
shoved his dick down her throat and fucked it sore. So no, she wasn’t gonna ask
for shit.
“You’re moping.” he commented,
“You’re raping me everyday.” she shot back, tired of being scared all the time.
. just so damn tired. And hurt. Tired and hurt. Sam though, actually snorted a
laugh at her comment, but she knew better than to push it. “When’s Castiel
getting here?” Amber’s voice was meek.
“Aw what? Did I tear you up pretty bad?” he teased,
“Well seeing as that was your goal, yes you did. Again.” Sam rumbled in growing
irritation,
“You know what Amber?” he rose from the chair and blocked out the overhead
light, her throat got tight at the sight of the hulking Winchester looming like
that. “You’re boring me. I think we need to mix this up a little.” she
trembled,
“What could you possibly do to me that you haven’t already done?” it was a real
question, the brothers had ruthlessly used the small girl day in and day out as
a personal fuck toy. No hole was virgin anymore, and she knew what it felt like
to have a chunk of flesh bitten out of her thigh.
And her ass.
And her left breast.
Sam just chuckled,
“Oh sweetie, there’s always something else.” he grunted at the guarded look she
watched him with and cleared his throat before turning halfway to face the
door, “Hey Dean?” she stiffened, fearing Sam’s older brother more than
anything. He was the most sadistic out of the two.
“No, no Sam no,” she whimpered, rolling slightly to reach out for him, biting
back burning shots of pain all over her battered body. “Please -”
“Dean!” Sam cut her off, brushing her grasping hands away from him in
irritation, “Get in here, our little Amber has been a bad girl!” she sobbed
dryly in growing dread,
“Please Sam - please not Dean. .” she begged tearfully, but her words only made
the long haired giant sneer, “Please not Dean. . p-please!” she finally latched
onto his flannel, just as the bedroom door swung open. Her lungs stopped
working.
Dean stepped into the small room with a steaming cup of coffee in his hand,
already fully dressed for the day. The only indication that he’d just woken up
was his thick tousled hair, it seemed to be reaching out in random directions.
Plus, his normally sharp green eyes were tired.
“This better be good.” he smacked his pouty lips, bringing up the cup for
another sip. To anyone else, Dean might have appeared harmless and unassertive
with his early morning routine, but to Amber. . well to Amber simply seeing
Dean meant there was Hell to pay for something. Anything.
She still couldn’t breathe.
“Mornin’ sugar,” he nodded amicably and gave her a wink that would make a
lesbian swoon. Amber however, only teared up some more.
“Amber. .” Sam jerked his shirt out of her tiny fist and looked down on her
like a disappointed father, “Why don’t you tell Dean why we had to interrupt
his breakfast.” her mouth was dry, and her gaze flickered back and forth from
both captors.
A silent moment passed, “I”m waiting.” Dean slurped his coffee again.
“I -I. . I talked back to Sam. .” her voice shook violently and she watched for
any sign of movement or violence. There was none, but she knew better - they
were toying with her. Dean’s small amused smile made her face redden in
humiliation.
“And. .?” Sam prompted,
“And Sam said I was boring him.” she whispered, looking to the freshly bloodied
sheets beneath her. Dean moved near then, setting down his coffee on the
bedside table, and leaned down to brace his hands beside her. She was still as
a fawn in a meadow.
Here it comes.
“No Amber,” he sounded measured, controlled. “Not what did Sam do - I want to
know what you did.” it wasn’t real patience. Dean was never patient. Her breath
cut a couple times and she resisted the urge to look away. . he wouldn’t like
that.
“I -I’m being b-boring.” she told him thickly, throat aching with impending
tears, but he graced her with a struck smile, nodding like she just told him
the meaning of life and it all made sense. Her lips quaked.
“Ahh, I see. . and why is that?” Sam just barely muffled a laugh with his fist.
“Because. . I. . I don’t know!” she panicked and covered her face with both
hands in an effort to escape Dean’s interrogation, whining shrilly when she
heard him growl.
“No. .” he chastised, wrapping long fingers around her wrist and pulling a hand
away from her eyes with deceptive gentleness, “Why aren’t you being a good girl
and entertaining Sam?” she was shaking like a leaf, totally locked up at the
lingering contact from Dean’s hand.
The phrase “good girl” wasn’t lost on her, and she knew that when one of the
brothers called her a “bad girl” she was done for.
“I’m so hurt. .” she admitted timidly, watching Dean blur with the building
tears in her one exposed eye. “I’m just. . I’m just s-so hurt.” He hummed,
“Cas heals you everyday, he’s just a little late this time around.”
“No, not just from this,” she shrugged in indication of her current bloodied
condition, “Everyday y-you hurt me and - and I can’t keep fighting. . please -
I can’t keep fighting.” Amber stiffened, squeezing her eyes closed in
preparation for the pain that she knew would come after a sentence like that.
“Whining” Dean called it - he had no patience for it, and she had long ago
learned that Sam enjoyed it too much.
Which was likely why, if she opened her eyes, would see a growing bulge in his
jeans. However, what came next was not pain. It was only Dean’s voice - as
terrifying as that was alone.
“Amber.” he spoke low, “Look at me.”
Since she didn’t want to anger him, she did as instructed. Just like she’d been
taught. Her lip trembled at the dark look in Dean’s greens,
“Does our little girl need a break?” she didn’t answer quite yet. This was a
trick, it had to be. However when Dean shifted on his feet, and blinked a tad
impatiently she tried to think of the best answer. “Is someone being a bad
girl?”
Oh no, there it was - the dreaded question that meant certain destruction.
The young girl whimpered, “N-no! No I’ll be good, I’ll be good!” Dean smirked.
God she’d said that same sentence a hundred times over and it never saved her.
Now obviously wouldn’t be any different.
“It’s alright sweetheart, we’ll get to your punishment in a minute. Right now
though, you still gotta answer my question.” she was already crying rivers, “Do
you need a break?”
“P-please don’t punish me!” she wailed, hiccuping already, and pulling on her
wrist when she felt the big Hunter’s grip tighten.
Sam spoke up, “You’ve been a bad girl Amber, don’t make this harder on
yourself. Answer the question.” she sobbed helplessly, still too torn up to
really begin to struggle with Dean.
“Y-yes,” it came out in a whooshing of breath, “Oh God - oh God. . yes. . yes.
.” it felt like she’d nailed her own casket shut. With a lick of his lips, Dean
released her wrist and lazily waltzed over to the bedside table to pick up his
coffee and take a hefty swig.
Sam’s big hazel eyes were cold and boring a hole into the side of her head. She
knew if she looked at him it would be a terrifying sight.
“Well,” Dean chirped, “what do you think you deserve as punishment baby girl?”
looking at herself as she was, there wasn’t a thing they could destroy on her
that Sam hadn’t already that morning, and Castiel was late as could be.
Of course it didn’t go unnoticed that Dean was still standing by the night
stand, or in other words the housing of her most dreaded form of punishment.
The eldest Hunter must’ve seen her looking.
“That’s alright little girl, I was thinking the same thing.” Sam smiled at the
look of sheer terror in your eyes, but said something surprising,
“You know what Dean? Why don’t we save it for later - you know, for when we
introduce her first gift.” Dean pursed his lips in pondering, “That way Cas can
heal her up. You know I love a blank canvas.” Amber’s tears seemed to have no
end, but at least they were silent right now.
“Alright kid,” Dean moved back to the edge of the bed, empty coffee mug still
in hand, “you wanted a break? You’ll get one. .” then he sneered, “you’ll learn
to be careful what you wish for. That’s for damn sure.”
The big man leaned down, his face hovered right in front of hers.
“Now give Daddy a kiss baby girl, just a little goodbye kiss.” his smile was
wolfish, she hated it when he got that look. . that pure evil look. Leaning
forward, Amber winced with lingering pain all throughout her body from her time
with Sam, and pushed her lips out a little toward his.
“That’s right little girl, open those pretty pink little lips for me.” she did,
and as soon as they parted Dean pressed his full warm lips against hers. They
tasted of coffee and something else that she had just come to know as Dean, and
soon he claimed her mouth with his tongue, swirling and exploring lewdly as if
they were shooting a porn.
It seemed to last forever, the dirty kiss. But finally it he broke away,
smacking his lips together like he’d just tasted his favorite pie and turned to
leave - Sam bringing up the rear.
“See you soon babe.” Dean called over his shoulder,
“Get some rest Amber.” Sam said it as a warning, before shutting off the light
in the windowless room and closing the door. Even though she couldn’t even
stand, the lock clicked into place.
Amber was left to her own thoughts in the pitch blackness.
Hours passed before there was any kind of noise indicating life outside of that
god forsaken room. The Angel had come and gone, all of Amber’s wounds were
healed except of course the ones in her mind, and she was physically prepared
for the next torturous experience with the Winchesters.
They had given her enough time to officially think of every horrible thing that
they could be planning, but honestly she probably had only grazed the tip of
the iceberg. Even though that was still enough to sink her.
In the end though, there wasn’t a single thing that could have prepared her for
what walked through that door - first it was Dean and then. . .
And then it was a very familiar face. Timidly stepping into the room, looking
all around was none other than  _ _ _ _ ,Amber’s childhood friend. She didn’t
look frightened, only mildly worried, and it was clear why immediately.
Dean was wearing a whole different face, one that masked all of his darkness
like foundation did acne. Amber supposed that was what the rest of the world
saw when they thought of Dean Winchester, and they didn’t know the half of it.
The young girl’s heart dropped down into her churning gut. No. Not  _ _ _ _ .
Please God not  _ _ _ _ . As soon as Amber’s best friend zeroed her (e/c) eyes
on her, sitting on the bed, her face brightened, only to fall into confusion at
the look she was getting back.
“I’ll uh,” Dean started with a secret dig at Amber, “I’ll leave you two alone
for a moment.” he smiled warmly at the newcomer, even giving her a bashful
little eyebrow raise and smile before sidling out of the room and closing the
door behind him.
“Thanks Dean!”  _ _ _ _  called after in her normally bubbly tone, obviously
having no clue what she had just walked into.
All Amber could do was gape at her younger friend. She was beside herself with
fear for the girl, after all being only sixteen, Amber had easily adopted the
role of big sister. . and there was nothing more horrifying than seeing your
little sister thanking a rapist and murderer.
Your rapist and murderer.

                               ~~_Your_P.O.V._~~
Oh, this is bad. .
After years of being joined at the hip, it was safe to say that you knew how to
read Amber pretty well. Right now she looked. . scared. And distraught. And
confused. None of it gave you the warm and fuzzies by any means. .
“Amber?” you murmured softly and carefully moved closer to your best friend who
was shaking her head at you as if you weren’t real. As if she didn’t want you
to be real. “Amber?” it was all you could think to say just then.
When she still didn’t respond, you turned to the door, intent on finding Sam
and Dean and asking them just what in the hell was going on around here.
Only it was locked.
“What the fuck?” you jerked on the handle again, only to be denied a second
time. It was locked from the outside. . You whirled, “Amber, what the hell is
this?” your voice had risen a little in panic, and your friend snapped her wild
blue eyes up to you.
Then in a calm low voice that sent shivers up your spine she told you,
“They’re going to hurt you.” prolonged silence beat while you just stared at
her, you didn’t remember her ever looking so small,
“What. . what do you mean?” she shook her blonde head slowly, picking at her
nails with a feverish quickness,
“You shouldn’t have come here. .” then her eyes filled with tears, making the
blue the most beautiful bright shade, “ _ _ _  , w-why did you come?” a natural
response to seeing her cry, triggered your own pooling, but you would allow
yourself that luxury yet.
“I came for you! Amber, you went missing. . He - Dean told me he knew where you
were so I. .” as you retold the story, you realized how foolish you had been
and trailed off. Why hadn’t I gone to the police?
“So you came with him?” she cried, finally unfolding from the bed and coming to
you, “Why would you do that? How could you be so stupid. .” Amber was obviously
trying not to sob, but there were heavy flowing tears coming down her face,
“I - I. .” you were at a loss for words, “I just. . missed you. When he said
he’d take me to you, I didn’t even think!” your (e/c) eyes burned. “I can’t
believe you're alive. .”
“Only on the outside.” she whispered and finally crushed you into a hug,
letting go of a few sobs into your neck. “Oh God, I wish you weren’t here.” she
wept, “They’re evil men, the worst kind. . and they’re gonna hurt you. B-bad.”
“No.” you detached her arms from you, shaking your head, “No they won’t, we’re
gonna get out of this.” at your words, Amber did something strange and a little
chilling. She laughed. Not her normal bubbly contagious laugh, it was
hysterical and frightening,
“I thought the same thing once,” she told you with this glassy eyed stare, “and
I think it makes it worse.  _ _ _ _ , since they took me, they both fuck - r-
rape - me two to three times everyday.” you paled and stood in a shocked
silence, “It’s more than that though. . the way they are, they take so much
more than that. It’s so much worse.” somehow you swallowed and blinked, trying
to process the information.
Looking at her, without a scratch to be seen, her statement didn’t seem
possible,
“N-no, but you look -”
“They have this friend - shit  _ _ _  , you’re not gonna believe me, but he’s
magic. . He said he was an Angel of the Lord and he comes to heal me for them
after. Everytime without fail he comes, but he never helps. . never helps. .”
“An Angel. .?” you watched her, looking for any sign of uncertainty, but she
was adamant,
“His name is Castiel. . do you remember the name from Sunday school?” he
gripped your arms and shook a little, “Do you remember him?” you racked your
scrambled brain and uncovered all of that lost knowledge of your church days,
“The. . Angel of Thursday?” she let out a little cry and leaned her nodding
head on the center of your chest, all you could do to comfort was place your
hands on her waist with the way she was grabbing you. Then she spoke in this
high mewling whine,
“I’m so sorry  _ _ _ _ , I’m so sorry. .” a sharp sob, “I can’t believe you’re
here. This is a fucking nightmare. .” you blinked. Amber never cursed like
that. You spoke without much thought,
“Dean. . he seemed so nice. .” she didn’t even answer you, only wept into your
shirt. When a knock at the door came, Amber wailed and clutched you harder as
she towed you toward the back of the plain room.
She hugged you harder than ever while you both watched the door with wide (e/c)
and crystal blue eyes. Your heart thudded in terror as the door slowly opened,
“Yoohoo, anybody home?” that was Dean, the man that took you here. Only he
didn’t sound a thing like the chivalrous gentleman that gave you a ride here,
as he waltzed into the room with a predatory grin.
He’d seemed so trustworthy at the school. . if only you hadn’t been so
sheltered - in a church community, a christian private school. . maybe you
wouldn’t have been dumb enough to trust him.
“Let us go.” you demanded, suddenly being squeezed harder by Amber,
“No. . no don’t talk that way to him. .” it was almost a plea. Dean cocked a
brow and chuckled low,
“Ah that’s okay Amber,” the closer he moved, the harder your friend began to
shake, “teaching sluts how to behave is my favorite part of the game. .” a frog
leapt into your throat, and you balked at his crass words. When his eyes
focused on you though, something made you hug Amber back. He smirked,
“Come'ere sweetheart, I won’t bite. . yet.” he said the last word with a little
shrug. Even though you didn’t move Amber squeezed,
“No - don’t go over there. .” she whispered it but by the tilt in Dean’s head,
he heard her. The fuck you were going over to him anyway. . Nope.
“Now Amber. .” he purred and she whimpered, turning the both of you so she was
sort of hidden from him, your panic built as the large man neared, “We don’t
want to start off the night with punishment do we?” you could tell he did.
“N-no. .” she whimpered, shaking so hard that it was making you tremble.
“Didn’t think so.” he bit, making you jump with sudden change in demeanor. “Let
your little friend go. I just want to talk with her.” you could tell it took a
lot of will on Amber’s part to detach and finally release you.
Her big blue eyes screamed apologies. “There we go. . Come  _ _ _ _  .” Dean
was already within arms length so when you stepped toward him everything became
uncomfortable. Amber was doing a terrible job of biting back sobs behind you,
“Good girl,” he chuckled, “maybe she’ll learn faster than you huh Amber? Never
could get you to come to me on your own. .” then he brushed a finger over your
cheek and you flinched, “Or maybe not.” a big hand gripped your chin painfully
hard, and you instinctively grabbed at it. “Put you fucking hands down!” he
snarled in your face, and you did, finally beginning to succumb to your
impending tears. “Never deny my touch. Do you understand?” it was like your
brain was repeating the words ‘oh shit’ over and over again.
“Y-yes sir.” you whispered, quaking when he smiled at you. It was an evil
sight.
“Good.” and then he leaned down the huge height difference and touched his lips
to yours - at the first hint of softness you jerked back out of his hand in
uncertain fear. No one had ever kissed you before. . and you didn’t want it to
be this man.
For some reason Amber was a mess behind you, sobbing and puking out words that
no one could hear right. Until she said something that scared you,
“Please don’t hurt her Dean - she didn’t mean to - please don’t. . .” you
turned to find her on her knees, actually begging the man for you. .Oh God this
is bad. .
“Wh -what’s happening?” you finally cried, backing up from the scary man who
just tried to molest you. Lightning fast his arm struck out to snap a big hand
around your upper arm, you couldn’t hold in a cry when he jerked you back to
him.
“What did I say slut?” he growled down into your ear, it was hard to hear him
over your loud breath,
“I-I,” you stuttered, whimpering at the bruises that were surely blooming
beneath his hurtful hand, “Not to deny your touch. .” you sniveled, noticing
that he seemed to be waiting for something, “I’m sorry mister.” it was a shot
in the dark, but he seemed appeased at least. His shoulders relaxed and that
easy chilling smile was back in place.
“Oh sweetheart that’s cute. .” he outright looked you up and down, green irises
darkening with a kind of ill intent that made your stomach flip. “You’re not
sorry yet. . but you damn sure will be.” and with that comforting statement,
you were being dragged bodily toward the door, wincing at the popping of your
shoulder along the way.
Dean didn’t even pause to glance back when he shouted, “Amber!” he simply knew
that she would follow.
“Let go!” you screamed, “Where are we going, I wanna go home! Let go of me!”
but you didn’t dare struggle, not even a little bit because Dean’s threat was
still pinging around fresh in your head.
The man himself was easily whistling as he towed you down the hallway, some
familiar tune that reminded you of your childhood. . from when your mother used
to sing you to sleep perhaps.Dean Winchester is a bad man.
“How ya doin’ baby girl?” he jabbed with a grin, and you didn’t bother
answering, he only chuckled at your nervous silence.
You were frightened. Very much so. So much so that even if Dean didn’t have a
tight hold on your upper arm, you weren’t sure that you could find it in you to
run from him. In fact, you’d probably be doing what Amber was currently, which
was trailing slowly behind him, crying helplessly with the hopes that if you
obeyed him, you would make it out unscathed.
Fat chance.
Dean made a sudden left and shoved you forward into a new room, leaving you
briefly to cling to Amber again while he shoved a big metal bookcase across the
floor with a horrid groan. It was a hidden doorway.
That never meant anything good. So when Dean reached out for your arm again,
you naturally balked backward, bumping Amber back out into the hallway and
receiving a look of pure malice from Dean.
“You have so much to learn. .” shaking his head, he closed in and snagged you
around the back of your neck, making you yelp in pain and tear up when he drug
you through the entrance by a pressure point. “S’alright, I’m a pretty good
teacher.”
The room was spacious, totally stone, and in the middle there was a big white
circular symbol that reminded you of Sleepy Hollow. However that wasn’t the
most concerning thing.
For hanging over the center of this satanic looking symbol, suspended from the
high ceiling, were two long restraints - leather cuffs. And a large out of
place looking bed set up in the far corner of the room.
“N-no,” you whimpered, shaking your head slightly in Dean’s grip, only to be
forced forward with an angry growl.
The other man, the one with the long hair - Sam you remembered from your brief
encounter with him at the school - looked up from a table full of things that
you didn’t even want to look at.
The first thing you saw was some sort of crop, and after that you just
instantly focused on Sam instead. God he is huge though. . . As soon as he saw
Dean towing you into the room, a huge smile split his face. Even in this dark
situation the large grin was almost contagious.
Almost.
“Hey there  _ _ _  , nice to see you again.” it was said with an earnest nod.
Is he fucking serious? Jesus, these guys are crazy. . . Suddenly Dean jerked on
you sharply enough to make you whimper and shy away from him more. There was
violence pouring off of him in waves. . making you dizzy.
“You gonna fucking answer him?” the snarl was right in your ear, and it was all
you could do to hold back sobs,
“H-hi Sam. .” you shrilled through tight lips, and earned a sort of soft smile
from the bigger man. . it made it impossible to keep hope at bay. “Can - can I
please go home now?” the words were thick and shaky with insistent tears.
Sam looked down on you fondly, just as Dean thrust you forward to stand between
him and his brother,
“Aw sweetie. .”
“P-please?” you asked again, looking straight up at the biggest man. Dean’s
body heat insisted behind you just before his gripped the tops of each of your
arms and began to knead firmly. He pressed into you, and let out a shuddering
sigh at the contact.
“Little girls who get into cars with strangers. . well baby, they rarely ever
get to go home.” that did it. The sobs finally broke out, and with such force
that you had to lean forward slightly at the ache in your chest. Dean’s voice
had a smile in it now, “Oh come on. . you knew that sweetheart. .”
Sam spoke with a fake smile, “What is it  _ _ _ _  ? Is our dungeon scary?”
your whole face was crumbling,
“P -please, I just want to go home. .” it sounded desperate and panicked, and
your heart fell when both big men only chuckled at you. These guys are
monsters. Out of nowhere a high shrill scream echoed down the corridor, and
both brother’s heads snapped toward the sound.
It was Amber, she screamed again, “HELP!” her voice was fading down the
corridor. She was running. “SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP US!” Dean’s chest exploded
with a sigh,
“Oh for fuck’s sake. .” he groaned, finally taking his hands off of you.
“Sammy, you truss up our little virgin for me, I’ll go catch us a bad girl.”
his words made you shake almost violently. Our little virgin? For me. .? God
please no. . .
And then Dean was gone, pursuing your friend. . and you could tell just by
looking at the man that he would catch her. Easily.
“RUN AMBER!” you screamed suddenly, crying out when it earned you a sudden swat
on the ass from Sam. You stumbled slightly away from him, hunched over a little
in defense, but he was smiling,
“Oh there isn’t a chance in Hell she’ll get away from Dean. . he’ll toy with
her though, make her think she’s got a chance and then - BOOM!” he jolted
forward at you, chuckling when you screamed and batted the air, “He’ll catch
her. . and it won’t be pretty.”
“Why are you doing this?” you sobbed, cowering away from him when he reached
for your hand, “Please you don’t need to do this - you - you could have
anybody! Oh God just. . let me go!” he looked amused at your logic,
“Oh we know. . the thing is  _ _ _ _ , we want you. Pure, unscathed, fresh for
the taking. . all ours. You don’t know what it feels like to be touched by a
man do you?,” he moved forward, finally taking your wrist in his giant paw, it
felt like your knees might buckle, “All ours. . you and your little friend out
there.” on cue there was a horrid strangled shriek, from somewhere in the stone
building. A tear trickled out in fear for your friend. . Dean had caught her.
Of course he did.
“Now,” Sam started, “let’s get you all nice and ready for my big brother. .
Fuck, I can’t wait to tear into you myself  _ _ _  . So sweet. .” you
shuddered, trying not to imagine exactly what he was saying.
Being only 15 and extraordinarily sheltered, you were wildly unprepared for sex
- let alone anything of this magnitude. . of Sam’s magnitude. God please get me
out of this. . .
Sounds from the hallway were quiet yet distracting, only for a moment though
when you felt the largest Winchester crowd near you. A little squeak flitted
from your trembling lips when he took up your wrist almost gently.
It was only instinct to resist him a little as he began to move you toward the
hanging restraints. All you got from him was a low growl then suddenly Sam’s
grip was bruising as he deftly secured your wrists high above your head.
It was impossible to muffle your sounds of fright, so you didn’t even try. Sam
didn’t seem to care about how afraid you were, in fact, he was smiling softly
and. . humming? Yeah, he was humming quietly to himself as he worked. The cuffs
were leather, padded on the inside, but you had a feeling that would be the
only mercy you would experience tonight.
“What are you gonna do to me?” you wept miserably, pulling on the cuffs while
Sam stepped back to admire his work. The glint in Sam’s eye as he studied you
all trussed up for whatever his fucked up mind could conjure, made your stomach
roll.
In the end all he did was wink before moving over to the table full of scary
things. He picked up the riding crop.
“Why don’t we start easy?” he murmured, bouncing the thing in his hand a couple
times. He glanced up at you when you whimpered, then his features lit like
something just occurred to him. One of his huge paws scraped yet another
instrument off of the table before he fluidly moved back over to you.
You didn’t even want to look at the thing he just grabbed.
When he crowded into your space it was impossible not to make tiny pathetic
noises, tears were flowing steadily from your miserable (e/c) eyes as the giant
pressed his huge body against yours. You felt so vulnerable. So helpless.
Without a word Sam dropped whatever else he was holding and took up the modest
neck of your dress,
“No. . .” you whispered almost involuntarily, but only received a humored hum
in response before he suddenly gave you a sharp tug. It elicited a grunt from
your tight lips and tore the top of the dress down to the bottom of your white
bra.
Still with your lips pressed together, trying to keep sound in, your chest
bleated with suppressed sobs and you sniveled as quietly as possible whilst
staring at the floor. Sam Winchester was going to rape you.
Very soon.
“Aw sweetie. . .” Sam murmured, gently swiping a thumb across your cheek to
catch some tears, “It’s okay to cry, this is scary for you isn’t it?” you
accidentally let out a single loud sob.
He continued to speak, “Just a helpless, weak little girl. . knowing that at
some point tonight me, or my brother, is going to take you. Just to hear your
pathetic screams and beautiful begging. . .” your breath was coming out labored
now, and it was becoming increasingly difficult to cry silently.
Sam's hands were warm wherever they were travelling during his sick speech, and
he paused to squeeze your ass lewdly, pressing himself into you as he huffed a
quiet laugh.
“You’re gonna be a fun one  _ _ _ _ , just remember,” he lifted the hand with
the crop to tilt your chin up so you were looking at him, “this is all your
fucking fault.” you stopped breathing as he grinned this horrible gleeful grin
that made his eyes crinkle in the corners. . Good God it was horrifying.
“Have you ever had an orgasm little girl?” you bit your lip and he let your
head drop again, your chain rattled so loudly in the room. It took a while, but
you knew he’d make you answer anyway so you said,
“N-no.” his delight was tangible. If you survived this, you would have
nightmares about that damn grin,
“No, huh?” chuckled to himself, running his hands along your trembling body
continuously in such a way that it might have been relaxing if it wasn’t for
the situation. It only made it worse that he was slowly removing the rest of
your torn dress. “Well maybe I oughtta do something about that. Should always
be gentle with the new girl, right?”
You sniveled hoplessly, “Please don’t d-do anything to me,” his eyebrows raised
humorously as he finally slid your dress to the dirty floor, “I-I just wanna go
home. .” Sam’s huge hands meandered down to your ass where they squeezed either
cheek roughly at the same time he pulled you into him.
He was just so much bigger than you, your hands barely reached his nose where
they wilted over in the shackles.
“Shhh baby, I think you might like this.” and then he did something odd. The
giant dropped to his knees. Holding your (e/c) eyes with his sinister ones, Sam
set down his riding crop and brought one giant hand up to trace the band of
your modest cotton panties. “Cute.” he commented with a smirk that was no doubt
directed at the very virgin-esque pink hearts dotting your panties.
Any words you should have said were the last thing on your mind now, you were
still convinced that this was some sort of fucked up dream, but the feeling of
Sam’s long fingers slipping inside your waistband and pulling it out to snap
you. . that was very real.
Even though you were almost too panicked to feel the slight sting from the
elastic. The man walked forward on his knees and sat back so that his face was
level with your sex.
“Don’t you shy away from me girl,” he scolded gently, gripping around the back
of your thigh just above your knee to pull you closer, “I know you’ll like this
so enjoy it while you can.” this time when he teased the band of your
underwear, he didn’t release them to snap you.
Instead he continued to pull out and slightly down until they were sliding down
your thighs.
“No. . wait. .” you weren’t sure why you said wait, as if you’d be ready for
this in a couple minutes or something. Not that it mattered, because he didn’t.
Instead your cotton heart panties piled onto the floor with a little airy puff,
but you barely noticed that because you were staring at the way Sam’s eyes
darkened.
His jaw went a little slack and his nostrils flared in a way that you’d never
seen before. . it had to be lust. This is the look you’d heard about. The one
that men give women when they want the one thing that you didn’t want to give
up, and seeing it for the first time in a situation like this was devastating.
So your brain did the only thing it could do to protect your sanity, and what
little composure you held on to. It decided to try and convince you that Sam
Winchester was your lover. . not your rapist.
“Relax your legs baby,” he purred, leaning in and lapping at your inner thigh.
It made you sigh against reality. He was being gentle, unwittingly making it
easier for you to lie to yourself.
If only the nagging in the back of your head would completely go away. Even
though it wouldn’t, when Sam kissed your bare sex so gently, and so warm, your
legs did relax, your thighs did part.
“Oh. .” you puffed, earning a dark scary smile from down below,
“You fucking slut.” he muttered huskily, finally moving in and sweeping his
tongue between your legs and running it up through your sex. Your eyes snapped
shut, and your knees bowed in while you sagged on your restraints, unable to
feel the way it made your arms ache because Sam licked you again. Then again,
and right after that!
Jesus his tongue was warm and sinful, oh so sinful, but you tried your best to
ignore the draft of the dungeon and the way your wrist were becoming raw, and
that crop brushing your toe when you swayed too far to the left.
Because this wasn’t reality. No, this was your wedding day. This tall devilish,
long haired man was your Mr. Right, your new man. . and he was showing you how
much he loved you, just like you pictured it for the last 6 years.
“Mmmm,” you swayed, feeling his tongue sweep around the outer lips of your
virgin sex. It tickled a little, almost too much, but there was nothing funny
about this so you didn’t have the desire to laugh.
Something ached, a sweet spot that you’d never felt before and suddenly you
were muttering the right word for the wrong reasons, “Pleeeaasee. .”
His chuckle vibrated you, and he became more aggressive. Reaching up to your
ass, gripping a cheek with both hands Sam pulled you harder into his face so he
could eat you out on his knees like he was at a buffet.
That warm soft tongue pulled up and down your folds, tasting you and
occasionally pushing almost gently into your tight tender hole.
“Oh my. . . Oh my God it feels good.” you groaned, spreading even wider for him
while his nose brushed against that sweet little bundle of nerves that you
wished he’d put his mouth on.
Sam gently fucked you with his hot tongue until you felt like crying, shivers
up your spine had your whole body in goosebumps, and your labored breath was
beginning to hurt your chest. You didn’t even know what your heart was doing. .
or your mind for that matter; but you didn’t care because for a few minutes you
weren’t afraid.
Finally Sam pulled away from your tightness to lick up the short distance to
your clit, and man did he deliver. With quick up and down motions Sam’s mouth
had you heaving on your restraints and squirming in his strong arms.
Just when you thought you couldn’t take it anymore he switched up and began
flicking his tongue side to side hard against that bud, and then began to
alternate in such a way that you were bucking up at his face and speaking words
you couldn’t register.
“Ahhhh. . .” you faded out, feeling his licking become stronger and harder as a
little electric feeling started to shoot out to every nerve in your body,
tingling all the way up to the base of your skull. Then you made a dire
mistake. You looked down.
Oh man was that the wrong decision, because Sam was watching you.
Cold calculated eyes were boring right through you while he kept his face
buried tight in your pussy, that skilled tongue unseen but working overtime. A
sort of evil sparkle appeared in those blacked hazels, and without warning
Sam’s fingers tightened painfully on your ass and he sucked.
Hard.
Everything went white. Everything exploded. All that existed was Sam’s mouth,
your pussy, and pure pleasure. Here there was no fear, and here seemed to last
forever; but when it didn’t, you heard your screams echoing through the cold
walls of the very real dungeon, and felt your worn out body jerking with the
lasting waves of your very first orgasm.
Sam surprisingly enough ate you through it all, he seemed to enjoy watching you
twitch as you slowly came back down to reality. Only when you started to try
and pull away did his ravenous mouth cease, it was starting to be too much.
Clearly he knew that,
“Sensitive, whore?” he chuckled, swiping that tongue ruthlessly through your
folds again to knock into your shocked clit,
“Agghhh!” you cried breathlessly, and when he did it again you begged, “Stop
it!”
“What if I didn’t?” he challenged lowly, holding you close to his mouth and
staring up at you with that same frozen look from before. He seemed dead
inside. Of course he didn’t do this for kindness, of course this was nothing
like your wedding night should be.
There was no love and no warmth in his level stare, only what was left of this
man’s dark soul.
“I - I don’t know,” you admitted weakly, “I don’t know. .”
“You think you could stop me?”
“No.” the answer was automatic and he grinned,
“Good girl, you can’t - I can do whatever I want.” he licked his red lips,
“Watch.” you whined when he moved his face back in, but what he did next
clogged your throat with terror. Sam plucked your clit up in between his white
sparkling teeth.
You’re whole body locked. He was only watching, holding that twitching button
of nerves with his teeth so very gently, yet the threat was clear as
day.Please, please, please. . Your brain repeated. Not that, please not that.
Those teeth gave you a little squeeze that had you shrieking in nothing but
fright, it didn’t hurt because he didn’t mean for it to - and then as if it was
all a game he released you with a echoing laugh that shook you to the core.
“Ah that was a good one,” he chuckled, dropping your lower half to hang again,
“you should’ve seen your face. Just. . priceless.” the twisted giant scooped up
his riding crop and rose to tower over you again with a groan, “You’re welcome
by the way. Clearly you enjoyed that.”
“Th-thank you.” you whispered quickly, becoming red in the face.
He winked, “I liked it too,” it was whispered like a secret, and he leaned down
to your face “sweet like cherries.” and then without a single sign a sharp
horrible sting ignited with a noisy slap against your right thigh,
“Ow!” you yelped, realizing that he had hit you with the crop. Tears pricked
your eyes. That fucking hurt.
“That’s one,” he laughed, “how old are you sweetie?”
You lied immediately, knowing where this was going, “Four.” Sam actually
bellowed a loud laugh that had him tossing his head back,
“That’s cute,” he commended, “but I’m guessin’ more like. . . seventeen?” you
stared at him, “No?” one shake of your head was all you offered, “Sixteen?” his
teeth bared on the six. Still you only looked,
“Don’t tell me you’re only fifteen, baby.” with a shaky swallow you nodded an
affirmative, “awe. .” he mocked adoration, “I’ve got so many things to teach
you. First on the list is how to endure pain.” and with that he struck out the
crop again, connecting with that same spot on your thigh,
“Ahh!” you screeched, squeezing your eyes shut and willing yourself not to
feel. It didn’t work, because the next one came down on your ass and hurt even
more.
“You better toughen up,” came Sam’s mocking voice, “cause you have exactly
twelve more to go.” cracking open your eyes, you could barely see Sam through a
lake of rippling tears, but enough that you saw him swing the crop at you.
It hit directly onto your left nipple, and before you could even react the
leather came down again on your right one. The pain was excruciating, but just
before you could beg him to stop there was loud commotion at the entrance of
the dungeon.
“Get the fuck movin’!” came Dean’s voice from outside, right before a stumbling
roughed up looking Amber basically fell through the door. Sam’s attention was
taken - thank God - and your overstimulated body had a chance to rest.
“That took a while. .” Sam mumbled thoughtfully,
Dean shrugged with a smirk, “Yeah well we got to play a little bit.” Amber
whimpered, still on all fours in front of him, staring at the concrete.
“Yeah, so did we.” Sam winked at you and shook his crop, “Passin’ the time a
little, she’s got 10 more. Should we just move on?” Dean seemed to seriously
think about that one,
“Why don’t you give ‘er two more. . I wanna hear her scream a couple times.”
with that request Sam wasted no time in going straight for the place no woman
wants to be whipped. The small leather square smacked you directly on your
pussy. Your legs snapped closed and your mouth dropped open in a silent scream,
the pain was too much.
“Open your fucking legs!” Dean roared, seeming to shake the whole room.
You shook your head, “N-n-”
“Open.” Sam commanded steadily, and instead of bothering to beg him, you closed
your eyes and obeyed,
“Good girl.” you couldn’t really tell who said that before another hot blinding
agony lit up on your overworked pussy. This time the scream was anything but
silent and it was accompanied by two low sincere laughs, and you finally broke
down sobbing.
“Alright, alright, let's take her down,” Dean chuckled, wiping his eyes, “I’m
ready to have some fun.” your chest hurt from crying so hard and your throat
already felt raw from screaming.
The notion that the brothers were only getting started made you feel like
disintegrating. Both Sam and Dean unclasped the cuffs from your sore wrists in
record time, supporting you when you couldn’t yourself.
“I wanna go home.” you whispered hopelessly for the third time that night,
receiving a sharp laugh from Dean in answer,
“Hear that Sammy? Our little slut wants to go home. . .” he was mocking you,
“Alright sweetheart, yeah we’ll take ya home.” more deep laughter from both
brothers. Your heart sank further.
Suddenly, Dean jerked you away from Sam, pulling you in by the waist and
gripping your jaw with a bruising grip. And then his lips were against yours.
Smashed against yours really. And you screamed on them, screamed into his mouth
as this huge horrible man forced you to kiss him, and to your ever growing
horror, he was smiling about it.
However it was when his calloused hand travelled down your navel to your still
sensitive sex, that you really started struggling. . and crying. You were
crying like a baby. Something about these men just scared the living shit out
of you, not only that they were so clearly going to rape you, but there was
this dark cunning air about them. .
Something that told you this would be so much worse than rape.
When his fingers touched home your whole body jumped, and Dean froze. Breath
puffed out of his nose onto your still touching lips and when your eyes opened
to peek at him, he was already staring at you. Hard. You flinched and whined as
his middle finger fished around your swollen, unwillingly wet pussy, and he
finally broke away to say,
“You’re fucking dripping.” he seemed confused, “What the hell baby, you feel
like you’ve already -” and then dawning took over his face, “Sam you dick.” and
then all of his anger was directed toward you again.
Oh no.
“Ya went ahead and let my baby brother get a good poke in before me, huh
bitch?” you paled at his language and where this was so clearly leading,
“N-no he just -”
“No?” he grinned evilly, “Care to explain why your pussy feels like it’s
beggin’ for a cock?” Huh?” you could only shake your head and cry. Your whole
body was trembling to pieces, “I bet he got his dick wet, didn’t ya Sammy?”
Dean’s expression was sour, and Sam only smiled, watching and making no move to
correct Dean’s assumptions.
“No! No he d-didn’t, he didn’t fuc. . he didn’t do that.” you reddened, here
you were about to be defiled by two crass, rugged hunters and you still
couldn’t bring yourself to say a dirty word. Dean’s brow raised tauntingly,
“Didn’t fuck ya?” you gulped, “Let’s see about that.” with one swipe, two of
Dean’s thick rough fingers were pushing deep inside of you. A scream ripped out
of your throat and your legs snapped around his hand as he wiggled deeper and
deeper,
“Ah!” you took a chance and gripped his hand, trying to stop his movement. It
was too much, you felt too full with just two of them inside you, “O-ow. . .”
you wept, inhaling sharply each time he moved. Amber was yelling near the
doorway, but you couldn’t make out a thing above the blood roaring in your ears
and the foreign panic of being impaled crowding your brain.
“Hmm. . .” Dean hummed happily, speaking to Sam “Looks like she ain’t lyin’.
Tight as hell, there’s no way you shoved that fuckin thing in here. ‘Sides, you
know the rules brother, me first. Always.” his fingers slid out, and your body
sagged in relief.
Staring at the floor, you only heard Dean suck his appendages clean. It still
made your face turn cherry though. Amber’s voice broke the tense silence,
“Dean please stop. Please stop this. . . Let her go.” Dean rounded on her,
keeping hold of your bruised arm,
“If I hear one more goddamned word come out of your mouth without permission, I
swear I’m gonna slit this bitch’s throat right in front of you. Do you want
that Amber?” you stopped breathing, and so did your friend. Sam spoke a little
softer then,
“You said you wanted a break. Begged for it even. So you get one, but we still
want to have a little fun. .” your eyes widened at this information. So this
was Amber’s fault. “So just sit back, shut up, and watch what happens when our
fuck toy gets a break.”
A whining sob chopped out of your throat when Dean pushed you backward until
you felt the edge of the bed. He forced you to sit on it, and insisted himself
between your legs. It was hard to even look at him,
“Please sir, don’t - don’t do this. . .” you tried once more to find mercy
within the eldest Winchester, but he was already leaning forward, crowding you
to lay back on the mattress. Putting your hands up weakly to his chest was only
natural, and he didn’t say a word about it.
However he did have something to say about your ear piercing shriek when you
realized that he was unbuttoning his pants.
“Can it bitch, or I’ll gag ya.” you continued to sob and cover your sex with
both hands. His lips pouted in mock pity, “What? You want a little warm up?
Want me to fuck you on my fingers for a little while. .?” he grinned at your
shrill whine,
“No, p-please please no. .” you didn’t already forget how it felt just a moment
ago. Dean’s deep chuckle shook you to the core, but you didn’t even have a
moment to prepare for him because a mess of familiar blonde hair came into view
as something that looked a lot like your longtime friend crashed into Dean from
the side. Amber was attacking him.
“Get off of her!” she screamed, scratching and biting to the point where Dean
had to raise up off of you. Your hope was short lived when he brushed her off
and sent the back of his hand vaulting into her face. With a scream Amber went
down.
Sam appeared to be humored, calmly watching the show with a wry smile.
“You little bitch. .” it was a growl that had you frozen beneath him. Amber was
cradling her face and weeping, and Dean grabbed your jaw hard, “Stay.” you
winced and he released you to go after Amber.
“Sammy, keep the new girl in line.”
“Happily.” Sam was suddenly sitting beside you on the mattress, “Go ahead, sit
up sweetie, it’s alright.” while you looked at him like he was insane - he
probably was - Sam helped you up into a sitting position, hushing you gently
each time you winced and whimpered at the minor discomfort from Dean’s fingers
down below.
“Oh Amber,” Dean crouched beside the crying girl, “did you forget what I said
would happen if you didn’t behave?” she sobbed harder and shook her head at the
ground, “Have you been a good girl Amber?”
“Please. . please don’t. .” you weren’t even breathing while the exchange went
on, and Sam was watching with a pleased little smirk on his face as he traced a
finger in circles on your thigh,
“Amber. Have you been a good little girl?” he asked again, brushing the hair
from her face. Your best friend resembled a caged animal. Nothing like the girl
you knew.
“No. .” she sniveled and he nodded once,
“Alright, follow me sweetheart. You know the drill.” her tears picked back up
loudly, and like Dean knew that there wasn’t a chance in Hell she was getting
up willingly, he grabbed a fistful of her blonde hair and yanked her up behind
him,
“Dean - NO! No Dean please not that!” she was screaming and flailing behind him
as he drug her to the bed beside you and threw her to her back. At first it
appeared the man was going to rape her, but instead he kept a hold on her hair
and opened the bedside table. “No! NO -O- O!” she was wailing and thrashing to
a whole new degree now, but Dean easily held her down, even humming to himself
as he rummaged through the nightstand.
“Tell me why this is happening to you Amber.” he found whatever he was looking
for but was holding it to his side so you couldn’t see. Amber’s blue eyes
however, were locked right onto whatever it was.
“I - I,” her breath cut, “please Dean please no -”
“Ah. Tell me why.”
She sobbed, “I was a b-bad girl. .” he nodded splitting a grin across his face,
“That’s right, now take your punishment whore.” Dean produced a huge clear
glass phallus, and without preamble, crammed it inside of your screaming best
friend with one brutal thrust,
“No!” you cried, overcome with nausea at the open mouthed silent scream on
Amber's face. She was arched off of the bed seemingly frozen in agony while
Dean held the glass rod flush against her opening with his palm.
When she started to move it was only due to choppy exhales puffing from her
gaping mouth, and with each one her body stuttered back to the mattress until
she was flat again. And only then did a whimpering sob escape her lips. Dean
leaned over her,
“Now.” you both whimpered at his voice, “You’re going to be a good girl and sit
in that chair, while Sammy and I fuck your little friend.” Oh God. . this is
happening. Amber didn’t have another outburst at the news, and honestly you
were happy she didn’t.
Seeing her like that was awful. The ruthless man moved quickly, he lifted Amber
from the bed, gripping a palm over her crotch to keep the dildo in and forced
her into the chair by the bed. She screamed when she sat on it, and convulsed
with what had to be pain.
The man held her for a moment, until she stopped writhing so hard.
“Stay,” he gave her face a little shove and left her to tremble and cry,
clutching the seat of the chair rigidly with both hands.
Only when Dean turned to look at you did you realize that both of your hands
were plastered over your mouth, and that you were crying so hard, tears were
running over them in rivers.
Even though your friend was convulsing so violently it appeared she was
seizing, Dean took up all of your attention when he pinned you with those eyes.
Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck. . That’s all your brain would offer as he
moved back over to you and his little/big brother.
A high whine muffled into your hands when he took a heavy seat beside you,
sandwiching you between both men.
“So,” Dean chirped, clapping a big hand down on your thigh, “ready to put on a
show for Amber? I know I am.” Sam chuckled at his brothers cavalier suggestion,
while you squeezed your eyes closed in growing dread.
“No? Come on sweetheart, you already know what happens to bad girls. . I’m
gonna give you one chance.” you gulped thickly, sniveling with every inhale,
“Lie back for me. I wanna get ya all nice and ready for my baby brother, you’ll
thank me when you see what he’s packin’.”  
Because there was no choice, you did lie back, and Sam helped you. The long
haired Hunter moved up the makeshift bed until his back was pressed against the
headboard and there was enough room for you to lie back without touching him.
It was a front row seat to your destruction and he was clearly there to stay.
Dean climbed smoothly up over you with a grin, and gripped your thighs to
position them the way he liked. They ended up open of course, with him in
between them.
That smile never left his face and now he was just staring at you with it
plastered on, menacing and evil, yet pure white and sparkling. His eyes
glittered too. This was nothing like Sam’s smile - devastatingly genuine and
misleadingly friendly - no this was sinister and evil. . the kind of expression
that made you feel like screaming the longer you looked at it.
You would have screamed too, if there wasn’t a frog in your throat blocking
down any begging or loud crying you should have been doing. Dean cast a finger
over your face very gently, ghosting it just around your damp cheek bone and
then to your trembling jaw, then he tilted his head slightly like something was
peaking his curiosity.
“What are you thinking about?” he murmured gently, allowing his hand to come to
rest on your bouncing throat. After a pause you realized he actually expected
an answer,
“H-how I’m going to get through this,” you whispered, feeling a tear slip out
as Dean’s terrifying smile stretched wider. He leaned close, almost touching
your lips with his sinful ones,
“That’s easy baby girl,” he breathed, licking the tip of your nose, “you’re
not.” you pressed your lips together, feeling your face crumble pathetically
and squeezing your eyes shut against the burn of new tears.
“Aw. .” Dean rumbled low, a breathy chuckle wisped across your face just before
you felt a warm tough hand skim the outside of your thigh. It made you jump and
it was only natural to flinch away. His voice took on a coddling lit, “Enough
with the tears sweetheart, I just wanna have a little fun with you. .”
The feeling of warm plush lips pressing just under your eyes made you whimper,
but you tried your best not to jerk remembering his warning from when you first
got there. “Never deny my touch. .”
“Hmm. .” that was Sam, you’d almost forgotten about him sitting above you
watching this all play out, “I think she’s actually learning Dean.”
“You know, Sammy I think you’re right,” he mouthed some new tear tracks,
literally drinking them in before saying, “you’re being such a good little
slut.” your heart seized, “You know what happens to good sluts right?” you
heard Sam snort at that, but what’s worse was you heard Amber sob. This
couldn’t be good.
Dean’s large hand moved up and over your trembling leg, and smoothly found it’s
way to the crease where thigh met sex. You froze, not even breathing, but Dean
just gently traced his long thick fingers up and down the inside of your thigh.
. just barely touching the place that Sam had mauled a few minutes ago.
The big man leaned down to whisper into your ear, “They get a reward.” and then
he was touching you. There. The sudden feeling startled you and drug a high
frightened whine from your chest,
“I - I,” you squirmed a little, nervous to feel his fingers migrating down to
your virgin opening, “I d-don’t want it.” your eyes were still closed but you
could practically feel that scary smile burning your skin.
“Well that’s too damn bad kid, because -” you interrupted him with a sudden
scream, because those two thick fingers were wiggling on your tight hole,
pushing like they were trying to burrow in, and it hurt a little. “I do.” he
finished, cramming his fingers into your sex in one strong motion. That hurt a
lot. Your legs slammed on Dean’s hips, but that was as far closed as you could
get them, and it wasn’t near enough,
“Ahh!” it was only instinct to reach down, to try and stop the unwanted
invasion, but of course it only caused the situation to escalate when Sam
snagged your wrists. With indisputable strength he pinned your arms above your
head, rendering you helpless to his brother’s painful ministrations down below.
Faintly you could hear your childhood friend crying for you, but she sounded
miles away. . all you could feel was Dean. Dean fingering you like mad, Dean
biting at your neck hard enough to draw blood, and Dean fisting his free hand
in your (h/c) hair while he worked you open.
“Please stop!” the plea was tearful, but the deranged Hunter didn’t slow.
Although he was hurting you now, it wasn’t lost on you that it was probably
going to get much worse. Your constricting walls were trying on their own to
push his fingers out, they seemed confused, and they were losing. Burning.
Sam’s grip tightened on your wrists when you pulled but you couldn’t help it,
because all you wanted was for his brother to stop, “Stop!” you cried again,
“Please, it hurts!”
Finally Dean spoke, “This is nothin’,” it was a little breathless, “I’m just
gettin’ you warmed up for the main event bitch.” he leaned down to bite your
neck, “Whaddya think Sam? All this whining. . I think we better give her
something to cry about.” what answered were perhaps the worst eight words that
could’ve been spoken,
“Get her on her hands and knees, Dean.” Swift and smooth Dean rose up, pulled
his fingers with a painful suck, and flipped you onto your stomach,
“No!” you wailed, kicking your legs and flailing your newly freed arms. A
muscled forearm snaked down under your hips and picked up your lower half until
it was completely off the bed, you had to brace on your elbows,
“Atta girl,” Sam praised as Dean lowered you back to your knees, “just like
that.” the ease with which the men adjusted you and positioned you however they
liked really sank home the realization that there was no way you could fight
them. You were helpless here.
Hard hands gripped your hips when you tried to veer away, because even a girl
as inexperienced and naive as you could see exactly where this was going and
you didn’t like it at all.
Sam unfolded from the head of the bed with an easy smile on his face, he rose
up on his knees. The giant reached out for your cheek only to cup it like you
were some precious pet to him.
Of course you had to break eye contact, but all at once you wished you didn’t.
Because staring back at you was quite possibly the most threatening thing you’d
seen so far today. Dean was completely forgotten behind you as soon as your
wide (e/c) eyes locked onto Sam’s oversized bulge, fighting to escape its denim
prison.
“Oh my God. . .” you breathed, unthinkingly pushing backward into Dean who
gathered you up with a hearty laugh, forcing you up on your knees between them.
You found yourself completely dwarfed and surrounded by hard muscle once Sam
crowded in.
Dean’s breathy growl found it’s way into your right ear, “He’s either fucking
your mouth or your pussy, you choose sweetheart.” you started to panic.
“Nonono,” you whimpered, squirming in Dean’s hold as he snuck an arm under
yours and across your chest to grip you chin, completely pinning you to him
while he numbly massaged your hip with his free hand. Dean forced your gaze
back down to Sam’s straining zipper, where his fingers were currently popping a
button.
You didn’t want to see it, the thing that would surely ruin you, it was only
going to frighten you. . of course the brothers knew that too. So Dean couldn’t
have been the least bit surprised when you started struggling in earnest as
soon as that giant thing sprung out of his brothers jeans.
The strong Hunter held you easily while you writhed and bawled, and Sam’s
blinding smile was back full force, only now his eyes were so dark that they
were almost black. Suddenly, one of his huge hands fisted in your hair,
twisting your neck at an awkward angle in Dean’s hand,
“Fine, I’ll choose.” Sam growled, suddenly forcing your head down as Dean
released you. The biggest man shoved you down so hard that you landed heavily
on your chest,
“On your hands!” someone practically roared, and you wasted no time in
complying only to be faced once again that impossible erection. Sam’s cock was
an angry red, thick and long, it seemed like there was no way that thing could
fit anywhere inside of you.
Long fingers tipped your chin up before you heard a one word command,
“Suck.” he said, forcing your mouth open by squeezing your cheeks. Dean’s hands
were mindlessly kneading your ass, while he watched you struggle to open wide
enough to take the tip of Sam’s dick.
It was almost impossible, but with a little force and no encouragement Sam was
filling your mouth to the point where your jaw ached. His smooth tip was so
vast and foreign, that as soon as you made it past the rim you gagged on him,
trying to pull back in a panic, only to be held fast by that one hand on your
chin.
“Breathe through your nose slut.” Dean laughed, swatting your ass hard enough
to make you squeal as Sam pushed deeper into your throat. It felt like he was
blocking off your airways, you couldn’t breathe!
“Mmmfph!” you grunted pleadingly, finally reaching up and bracing a hand
against Sam’s thigh. Oddly enough he pulled out, allowing you to suck in
heaving gasps of sweet oxygen for a moment. “I - I can’t it’s too big. .” you
panted, overcome with despair at the laughter that followed.
“No shit,” Sam chuckled, “if you don’t step up your game I might get mad. . You
don’t want that right?”
You sniveled, “No. .”
“Good. Now open wide bitch and remember,” he fisted your hair and jerked your
head up, “No teeth.” and with that he was forcing himself back in. Faintly, you
could hear Dean’s deep register whooping and laughing no doubt about the
horrible sounds that were bubbling up from the back of your throat.
There was no air to cry loudly, but tears still streamed down your red cheeks
as Sam pushed your limits without a care in the world. Really you were choking,
even though the man never made it more than halfway in, and the back of your
throat was beginning to ache with each impact,
“She’s shit at this,” Sam grunted, giving one long stroke deep into your
throat. Only this time he didn’t pull out again. Entire body heaving, you began
to shake hard as you realized he wasn’t letting any air in. Soon there was
panic, and it only intensified when you looked up through swimming eyes to see
Sam scowling down at you.
Is he gonna kill me like this? I can’t die like this!
“No good?” Dean asked casually, brushing a hand around the globe of your ass,
“Total shit.” he affirmed, still restricting your airways in the most heinous
way possible, you took to focusing on a large vein in his muscled forearm and
the way it expanded whenever he pulled tighter on the roots of your hair. Then
you thought about what was in that certain blood vessel - blood of course, but
also oxygen. Air. I need air!
Still, they kept up they’re cavalier conversation as you finally began to
struggle.
“Fucking virgins,” Dean grumbled, stroking a finger up through your abused
pussy and to your horror continuing up, his index finger hesitated at your
untouched hole. . the one that you never thought of as sexual in all of your 15
years.
“MMMPPHH!” you gave a muffled plea. NO AIR NO AIR!!!
“Oh what’s the matter?” Sam chided, then speaking to his brother, “You think
she deserves to breathe?” your jaw was on fire now,
Dean chuckled, “Oh I don’t know, let me ask her a question first.” your vision
was starting to blur, Sam’s dick was going to kill you. This is how you were
going to die.
“If you can’t suck my brother off properly, what else is he to do besides take
your pussy out for a spin?” you jerked with an airless sob, trying to wrap your
head around that thing fitting inside of your sex,
“But Sam n’ me? We’re gentleman, so I think we need some permission from our
little virgin. . whaddya say?” the sarcasm was heavy, but with what little
cognisance you had, you nodded and grunted mindlessly.
All you wanted was air.
“She said yes! Let her breathe!” Amber shrieked from the background, “Please!”
still the brothers only caressed you lazily, even as you flailed. Then you
couldn’t handle it anymore. You needed air. So you bit down. At once the thing
jerked in your mouth and you tasted strong metallic blood,
“FUCK!” Sam roared, tearing away from you quickly and leaving some skin behind.
Retaliation was to be expected, but that swift backhand still rattled you and
stung almost more than you could bear. But there was air! Finally! Sweet sweet
air! You sucked it in greedily and almost touched bliss for a moment, sobbing
as much in pain as relief, that is until someone gripped your jaw so hard you
thought it might break,
“Ahh -”
“You little bitch,” it was Sam snarling in your face, when you met his eyes
they were flashing with unadorned rage, “I’m gonna fucking kill you for that.”
Dean piped up yelling with that gravelly growl, “Sam!” he dropped you to look
wildly at his brother, “Let her be, you knew what was comin’.” another blow
came down on the side of your head while you lay panting,
“Fucking cunt,” Sam spat. While your vision was a little blurry and you were
mostly only focused on breathing, you could see Amber from where your head came
to rest. She was still sitting rigidly in her chair, on that glass dildo,
shaking and pale from her strain. . her obedience was shocking, but now
understood as Dean murmured something about punishment over your head.
Something you were meant to hear, but you were to beat. However you did
suddenly notice that throughout all of the chaos, the green eyed Hunter had
managed to keep his fingers on your aching pussy. Barely moving, but still very
there.
So looming down, Dean brushed a strand of hair away that was matted to your
cheek so he could speak into your ear,
He punctuated his next sentence by pushing hard on your opening,“Remember you
gave Sam permission to fuck your pussy. Your mistake.” He would’ve done it
anyway! You wanted to scream, but settled for a defeated mewl as his fingers
insisted. Dean spoke again, while Sam angrily nursed his member back to peak
hardness right in front of you,
“Now. . Sam’s taking your pussy. . and you’re shit with your mouth. . so where
does that leave me?” his fingers stayed seated and scissoring inside of you,
but his thumb slid up toward your untouched hole, landing on it and applying a
gentle pressure. An unspoken demand.
Oh God no. . .
Still looking at Amber, you watched her swallow hard and turn her head. Her big
blue eyes squeezed closed in a way that made it clear she knew what was coming.
“You ever fantasized about having two men at once sweetheart?” that wicked
smile was back in his voice,
“No. .” you sniveled honestly. In fact you’d never fantasized about having a
man at all. Boys your age yes, you’d daydreamed about kissing and holding
hands, but never a man like Dean or Sam.
Never had a thought crossed your mind about the burn of a stubbled jaw, or the
callouses of hard labor skimming across your soft flesh. No, you’d never
dreamed of a man taking you this savagely at all. Let alone two.
“No?” he mimicked you slightly and you finally turned your face into the sheets
to hide your humiliation and fear as Dean pulsed his thumb repeatedly against
your secret ring of muscle. Only when he began to breach did you forget to hold
in your cries,
“Oooh she don’t like that,” Dean chuckled, continuing to thrust two digits
around in your sore pussy. The older man wrapped an arm around one of your
thighs to gain access to the apex with his other hand, the action bent him low
enough that his mouth was easily attacking the globes of your ass with sharp
nips and jarring sucks.
Thick fingers feeling around your pussy had you bracing for more pain, maybe he
would shove more in with his others, or pinch you somewhere painful. . so it
was a surprise when they explored around a little and found something sensitive
and pleasing at the top of your slit. What. . . ?
After a moment the rubbing actually had you leaning back further into Dean’s
hand, allowing his fingers to go deeper into your sex instead of fighting so
much. . all because you were chasing that feeling.
It was so foreign to you, but all you knew was that you needed more. Dean was
running four fingers over and around that nerve bundle as he worked two deeper
and deeper inside, there was a rhythm to it and you took to it, fisting your
small hands in the sheets as you cantered back into him, chasing a spark.
“That’s it, you like that baby?” he murmured huskily,
“Knew she was a little slut,” Sam’s words had little effect on you, after all
you were climbing a high. Even the light pressure on your asshole felt good. .
it was all starting to feel so good. .
Those thick fingers of his, pushing and rubbing against your tender walls,
striking all of the nerves within as you pushed back against him whimpering and
mewling wantonly for the second time in your life,
“What. . .” you whispered shakily, climbing higher and higher with each pass
over your inexperienced clit.
“You better come while you can bitch,” Dean breathed, licking and nipping at
the top of your ass. Everything his fingers were doing suddenly became more
insistent - there was more pressure exactly where you craved it and more speed
exactly where it belonged - Dean was by no means a novice.
Breaths heaved out of your chest and a high whine picked up from your throat as
your upper body collapsed on the bed and offered everything you had down below
to the man.
All it took was a single light little lick, well placed right on your clit to
make you explode. Then you came even harder than the first time with Sam,
screaming into the mattress and fisting the sheets as you jerked and fought
against spasming waves of pleasure crashing through your pussy.
You rode it out on Dean’s fingers, sobbing as you started to come down, because
of course nothing good could last here in a dark torture dungeon.
Horrible stinging burn suddenly ignited where Dean’s thumb had been pushing,
causing you to jerk forward in a surprised escape, wailing when you didn’t get
far at all. Aftershocks from your second orgasm were making you jump as Dean
roughly ran his fingers up your slit to gather the wetness there.
“Ah wait -” you tried to reach back to grab the hand that was currently causing
you pain, only to find that Dean’s thumb was completely buried in your ass
already. He was rubbing the slickness from your pussy around the submerged
appendage.
Your pussy was aching and sore from his fingers and now you felt stuffed in an
entirely different way, it was incredibly uncomfortable and he hadn’t really
even moved yet.
“You’re seriously gonna give her a warm up?” Sam’s voice came off as
judgemental, and Dean took a moment to answer,
“I just like to see her squirm,” and Sam scoffed at that like he didn’t believe
him,
Sam’s next sentence was more of a mumble, “Goin’ soft if you ask me.” the room
became very quiet, every cell in your body was already tense with the unnatural
intrusion currently in play.
“Know what?” Dean clipped, “Fuck it.” he pulled his thumb sharply and you swore
something tore,
“Ow!” it was a shriek,
“Yeah you hear that Sam?” Dean manhandled you back up onto your knees, and you
got an eyeful of Sam leaning back against the headboard lazily stroking his
member which appeared to be rock solid at this point.
The giant smirked, “Music to my ears.”
Dean snorted in response, bodily moving you closer to his little brother before
practically throwing your forward, “Go ahead, climb on. Time to go for a ride
princess.” you were wide awake then. Oh God no! Scrambling to take a header off
of the bed, you screamed when Sam took hold of your elbow to pull you to him,
“No please don’t do this!” you were bawling, fighting with the huge man as he
easily drug you back to him and gripped a knee. With all you might you tried
not to let him lift your leg over his, but in the blink of an eye you were
straddling the long haired man, positioned directly over his oversized weapon.
“Oh god. . please. . .” it was whispered through tears. You squeezed where your
hands braced on his hard chest and tried not to let your spread pussy touch is
tip. Sam’s expression was one of nightmares really, no smile this time, only
dark deep seated anger directed at you.
“What’s the matter?” his voice was unsettlingly soft, contrasting with his hard
dark eyes, “You want me to go slow?” he was toying with you,
“Please don’t mister, please. . I-I’m begging you, please don’t hurt me.” low
gravelly chuckling coming behind you from Dean caused your tears to roll
faster. These men are monsters. Sam smirked at your words, and leaned closer so
he could speak right in your face.
“Sweetie, you bit my dick.” he leaned forward and gripped your hair by the
roots, “I’m gonna fucking hurt ya.” Sam scooted his hips down with a jolt to
better line his smooth tip up with your quivering entrance.
“Noooo,” you mewled tearfully, trying in vain to stretch up away from it. There
was no way he would fit. No way. You swore his girth was almost as thick as
your arm, “Amber!” you cried out helplessly as Sam put pressure on your
shoulders.
Dean answered, “Our Amber knows how to be a good girl, she ain’t movin’ from
that chair.”
“Y-yes sir,” the blonde’s answer was strained and robotic. God, what have they
done to her?
As Sam pushed up against the tiny opening of your pussy a flutter of feathers
erupted just off the right of the bed,
“Cas!” Amber cried, and you swiveled your head to find a man in a tan
trenchcoat staring at the scene with crinkled shamed blue eyes. This was
Castiel, you knew it from what Amber had told you, the Angel of Thursday.
“Help me!” you wept, locked up all over as the swollen head of Sam’s dick
really began to grind into you,
The Angel averted his eyes from yours, “Sorry to. . interrupt. There’s been a -
”
“Don’t care. Come back later.” Dean clipped, he walked on his knees until he
was directly behind you and placed his hands on his hips, “Might have to heal
this one anyway, haven’t decided.” you closed your eyes and tried to sob
silently, squeezing your muscles against Sam’s painful rutting. You were
terrified.
“Right. Sorry I’ll uh. .” you looked back at him, eyes wide and pleading and
again he looked away only to rest his eyes on Amber who was practically
vibrating with a combination of fear and pain, “Amber.” he nodded, shuffling
awkwardly when she only stared.
“You know what Cas?” Sam spoke up through gritted teeth, “Stay for a minute.”
“For what reason?” the Angel’s voice was so low and rough,
“Watch this.” and then it happened. As if the brothers had choreographed the
move, Sam gripped your hips hard and shoved you downward as Dean slipped his
hands between your legs and spread your thighs. All air left your lungs in a
silent scream as Sam impaled you 10 inches deep.
Any pain from practically doing the splits was numb compared to the impossible
stretching.
“Shit.” Sam grunted, “She’s fuckin’ tight.” there was no room for him to move,
and even the slightest twitch was igniting an unbelievable pain deep inside.
Finally some kind of noise chopped out of your sore throat, but it barely
sounded human.
Dean’s arms were still stuck under your legs, “Ready to feel what it’s like to
get fucked sweetheart?” you couldn’t even answer him, but you wanted to scream
no.
To your horror Dean lifted, running you up Sam’s thickness at a measured pace
only to lower you back down again. Finally audible sobs crashed out of your
chest, all you could feel was pain, and looking down you found dark crimson
staining everyone’s skin.
It was even on Dean’s hands. As if you were a ragdoll, Dean nudged you forward
to fall on his brother’s chest, continuing the excruciating up and down motion
for a moment before taking his arms back.
“She’s all yours brother.” and Sam really began to thrust. The man’s big hands
bruised your hips as he fucked up into you with an all new vigor. You’d never
felt anything like it, and you prayed to God you never would again.
There was pain yes, but there was also a new feeling blooming deep inside where
his rim was dragging against your walls, or maybe deeper where he was bottoming
out inside. You squeezed on his chest and bit your lip to keep the confused
whimpers in, but every once in awhile a shot of overwhelming pain would have
you jumping and gasping on his chest.
“Whatcha think Cas?” Dean’s voice was far off in this odd pleasure pain verse
you were submerged in. There was no answer that you could hear over the soft
grunting coming from Sam’s chest. It wasn’t long before you felt body heat
behind you again, but nothing could have prepared you for what was about to
happen. Nothing.
Another set of hands settled just next to Sam’s on your waist, right before
something much bigger than Dean’s thumb greeted your unbreached hole. With a
frightened whine you jerked forward, but the thing only crowded up close again,
leaving you with absolutely no wiggle room.
Two men at once? This is what he meant. . this can’t be happening. . This is
gonna kill me.
Sam’s pumping slowed down to a complete stop coming to rest inside of you, as
the blunt tip of what you knew was Dean pulled away for a moment. There was the
clearing of a throat, and then the obvious sound of a man spitting, before a
gob of wetness hit your hole. Your face turned as red as the blood staining
your thighs, and you hid, weeping in Sam’s chest as Dean repositioned against
your ass once again.
“Please. .” you hiccuped, “P-please just stop. .”
“P-please,” Sam mimicked your pathetic voice, while Dean snorted,
“What? You want me to count to three?” you mewled hoplessly, wishing more than
anything you could just disappear, that you would just wake up from this
nightmare.
“Alright one. .” you wanted to beg some more, but there was really no point.
Dean pressed forward onto your ring of muscle, hedging in at a horribly slow
rate.
“Ahhh -” you hissed, trying to lean away again,
“Two!” and he pushed all the way in. You screamed in agony at the burning
stretch as he dove deep. In a way it made your pussy feel tighter too, like
there was simply no room for both of them at once, Sam even winced a little.
“Shiiiit.” Dean breathed, now fully seated inside your ass.
You barely even noticed how loudly you were sobbing, all you could feel was
fullness and pain, but it was when they started moving that your misery reached
new heights. Honestly Sam had worked you open enough with his cock that the
pain was minimal where he was, now you were just praying the burning in your
ass would stop.
“It hurts!” you cried, reaching back toward Dean. The eldest brother gripped
your hand and pinned it to the small of your back as he slowly fucked into you.
“Tell me about it,” Sam huffed with a laugh, “tell us all about it bitch.”
The brothers were clearly setting a rhythm now, Dean pulled back and Sam stayed
in, then Dean pushed in and Sam pulled back - for that you were grateful,
because had they both just done they’re own thing you might have been torn to
pieces.
The pace increased, both men taking what they needed as you lay limp on Sam’s
chest. There had to be a lot of blood by now because you could smell it, but
the burning sensation was decreasing and now there was an unexpected feeling of
fullness that didn’t seem so bad.
They were both close, something maybe your natural instinct told you so. So you
just gently closed your eyes and waited. Waited for this to be over.
“Hey Cas, why don’t you take our good girl for a spin buddy?”
                               ~_Amber_P.O.V._~
Amber’s blue eyes tore away for the horror scene in front of her to the
dumbstruck Angel who was now studying her with clear curiosity. Before the girl
had hope that she might be able to convince Castiel to set her free, but if he
went through with Dean’s breathless suggestion then any prayer she had of
eventually going home would be dashed.
“Castiel. . .” her throat was tight with fear, “Don’t. You know you don’t want
to.” but his ocean blue eyes were alight with a kind of interest she’d never
seen in them before. He took a step toward her and she shifted nervously on the
chair, wincing in discomfort due to the significant dildo still trapped up in
her pussy.
Labored breathing from Sam and Dean, and occasional whimpers from Amber’s best
friend were the only sounds in the room, and while the young girl could see the
show out of the corner of her eye, there was no way she was going to look at it
again.
After all, she knew exactly what kind of pain and devastating emotion  _ _ _ _ 
  was going through. Amber was often subjected to double penetration for her
most severe punishments, and Castiel had made sure she was a virgin every
single time.
“Do it Cas!” Dean called on his high as he plunged into his 15 year old over
and over again,
“I think he’s scared Dean,” Sam mocked between brutal thrusts,
“I’m not.” the Angel said matter of factly, “I am simply processing.” the
brothers both muttered something that sounded like “yeah whatever”, but Amber
was too busy watching the trenchcoat clad man approach her now.
“I suppose you can stand,” he told her. Amber pressed her lips together, and
forced herself to do as he asked. No sense in getting in trouble now, after all
Dean was labeling her as his good girl for the time being, she’d be crazy to
defy him now.
Castiel moved close to the blonde, his eyes flickering down to see the clear
phallus inching out of her tightness on it’s own, and they crinkled in wonder.
With a snap of his fingers the dildo disappear completely and Amber’s entire
body went slack.
“Th-thank you. .” she whispered too soon.
“Lie down on the floor,” her eyes snapped all the way up to his, they were dark
and stormy, intelligent beyond many lifetimes. Her heart dropped and he could
see that she was starting to tremble, “Flat on your back.”
Is he really going to hurt me? After everything?
“Castiel. .” she whimpered, blinking rapidly at the only man who had shown her
kindness here. “Please. .”
“I believe I asked you to lie down Amber.” Robotically, Amber did as he said.
“Are you. . Are you gonna hurt me?” the tall Angel loomed over her, those
haunted eyes frightening in the dimness of the dungeon,
“I don’t know.” he admitted, staring hard at Amber’s naked body. Her matching
blue eyes filled with tears,
“I thought you might help me. . I thought you might let me go.” a tear rolled
out and hit the floor, and Castiel seemed to watch it go. He didn’t speak for a
moment. Just as he opened his mouth to do so Sam and Dean started getting loud,
“Fuck!” Sam spit, Amber could hear the bedsprings creaking as he no doubt got
more aggressive with his thrusting. She could hear her friend start to whimper
again, but knew that she was likely to exhausted to scream like she really
wanted to.
However Sam said something that Amber didn’t expect, “Did she just fucking
come?”
“Fuck, looks like we underestimated our little virgin girl after all.” Dean
chuckled breathlessly, swatting  _ _ _ _ ‘s ass like a fucked up high five.
Masculine grunting and growling could be heard over their harsh panting, and
Amber counted to thirty before two almost identical primal groans broke the
pattern.
“Gah -” that was Dean, and finally Amber looked up to the bed to see her green
eyed captor pulling out slowly, wincing like he was worried he was hurting  _ 
 _ _ _  of all the fucked up things.
Soon after, Sam followed suit, throwing the small girl off and to the side to
lay there panting with glassy eyes. Amber didn’t want to look, but she could
see the stains between her best friends legs. It made her stomach roll.
This is all my fault.
Everything seemed to happen quietly and lazily after that.
It seemed like the brothers became somber after every session, like they were
in deep thought about the kind of evil they were. This time was no different as
the Winchesters made their way off of the bed, in search of clothing to cover
up tanned skin and muscle that would be attractive to an outsider.
“I’m. .” Cas’s deep voice made Amber's cells jump, and when she looked at him,
his wide blue eyes seemed lost and pained, “I’m very sorry.” she gulped, so did
he, and then he was gone. Coward.
As soon as Dean pulled his boxers on, he straightened up and rolled his
rippling shoulders, cracking his neck like he just got done with a workout. It
was foolish to think this was the end.
Sam covered his lower half with his white boxers as well and suddenly gripped
your best friends ankle.  _ _ _   was limp. So was Amber, all she could do was
watch them. Sam easily drug her dead weight off of the bed and let her hit the
floor before gathering her malleable body up and attempting to make her stand.
 _ _ _   sort of managed, wincing and groaning hazily at what had to be mind
splitting pain. Amber knew from experience that once something like that
happens to a girl, she's probably feeling every little tear, cut, bruise, and
throb, but she’s too tired to react.
She’s just so tired.
That’s how Amber felt now too, as she watched Dean lean down to dig something
out of his worn out jeans on the floor. Too tired. Too drained. Amber sat
watched silently and droopily from the floor even as he straightened up with
something shiny in his hand.
However that post-rape haze disintegrated when she saw what it was. A knife.
“What -”
Sam interrupted her, “Shhh, it’s the finale baby.” Oh my God Amber’s worst
nightmare was coming true. The only torture that she hadn’t been subjected to.
. the murder of a loved one. Dean positioned the blade over  _ _ _ _ _ ‘s
bruised throat, she didn’t even react.
In fact, she barely opened her eyes. . Amber told herself it was for the
better,
“No please. .” she wept helplessly, desperately, finally sitting up on the
floor. Speaking through her tears and slurring her words like a toddler, she
did the only thing she could, but even she knew it was useless, “Please don’t
kill her Dean. . J-just let her go home. Cas can wipe her memory, you don’t
have to do this.” the young girl hiccuped and wiped her nose while she hugged
herself.
“Well where’s the fun in that?” and in a split second Dean swiped the knife,
spraying dark red for about a second before it just started to ooze.
Amber shrieked, heartbroken instantly, but found solace in the fact that her
friend only choked for a moment before going completely slack. She was dead.
Amber had killed her. . At least that’s how she felt. Her soul felt crushed.
Dean spoke, wiping blood away from his eyes,
“And that’s what you get when you ask us for favors, slut. Get the fuck back to
your room.”
Chapter End Notes
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