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Dana Winchester | Rule63! Dean Supernatural | Het

[siswinchester]

[[No 3 or 4 for prompts, but anything else goes.]]

Got 2-2, hope you don't mind the following

[selfmade_hero]

*The last thing Dana probably remembers is being on a job, going after the big bad murder-y thing of the week far away from home and Rick because god forbid if anything ever happened within an easy commute time of where she now lived.

Now however, she wasn't far away... in fact in her bed, currently naked with the exception of a collar, safe at home with the sun beaming through the window, or at least that's how it seemed.*

Dana... Dana... time to wake up.

[siswinchester]

[There's a soft groan for the throbbing in her head and fog of her memory. What the hell is going on? Dana can't remember, but as she comes too, she blinks herself awake at the voice, brows furrowed.]

...Rick?

[selfmade_hero]

*Rick grins, currently standing by the bed* Yup, time to get up, we have a lot to do today.

*If Dana looks around, she'll probably notice not much is different, except for two main things, 1) the only clothes that are there are Rick's, and 2) none of her weapons are in the house, along with her car being gone should she check the garage*

[siswinchester]

[Dana's confused, wondering how she's gotten here. She doesn't remember...

And she's naked. Blinking down at herself, she reaches her hand up as she feels something about her throat, fucking puzzled.]

...to do? Do what? What the hell is going on?

[selfmade_hero]

*Rick gets up, walking as if expecting Dana to follow instantly* The usual stuff, cleaning, cooking, servicing me, everything you've been doing ever since you started serving me. Don't you remember?

*When he got to the door, and realized she wasn't there, he stops, turning to look to her and sighs* Ooh, that fall you had must have done you worse than I thought. The doctors said you might have some memory issues, but I didn't think you'd forget everything we've been through.

[siswinchester]

[Cleaning, cooking, and... Has Rick lost his damn mind?

Brows furrowed, she made no move from the bed, looking up and over at him as he paused in the door way.]

I've got no damn clue what you're talking about.

I promise you, there is more to this than it seems.

[selfmade_hero]

*he sighs, going back to the bed, and tells her the story of their relationship, or at least what their relationship seemed to be here, them meeting in the park, having sex, and her constantly coming back to him, each time her wanting to serve him more and more. The two times where she left because Rick was with someone else, Rick trying to add a new slave, and Dana, getting jealous and ran. The first time, Rick found her and showed her why he was the master, and she served him, the second she begged to come back when she saw him again.

The picture he painted was nothing of the Dana she was, but of some broken woman who served a Rick who apparently was twisted, living a twisted version of what she knew, as if she tried to romanticize everything to make it more bearable for her*

Now tell me, do you intend to serve me as you have, or will I need to teach you again?

[siswinchester]

[The story absolutely horrified her. And sounded nothing like her at all. Or Rick.

Staring at him like he was a mad man, Dana shook her head, leaning away from him and scrambling for any logical thought.]

I will do no such thing! This isn't-- this isn't my life. This isn't you.

[selfmade_hero]

*He growls, grabbing her, pulling her towards him* Yes, it is, now you will come with me, and serve like the good little pet you were, or you will be wishing for the days where the worst I did was just fucked you when you were dry.

[siswinchester]

[Winching as he yanks her close, Dana tugs her arm back, pushing herself out of the bed and backing away from him a step.]

Don't you dare talk to me like that! I can do whatever the fuck I want!

[selfmade_hero]

Oh, Dana, Dana, Dana... you think you have options... you think you have choices... but you don't... you have nothing except which I allow... if you don't believe me... go ahead, try and leave. *And to show how willing he was to let her try, he moves to give her a clear path to the bedroom door*

[siswinchester]

[Glaring at him, she reached out, snatching up the sheet on the bed to cover herself before moving to run out the bedroom door. God, what in the hell was going on?]

[selfmade_hero]

*Rick lets her leave the bedroom, and the house if she wants, but if she does, once she steps out the door, even though it'll seem she's running into the outside world, she'll just end up back in the bedroom, where Rick is waiting*

Tisk, tisk, tisk... and I was really hoping you'd accept what I told you, even if I would have to fight you for a bit... Save you the knowledge that you're actually dead.

[siswinchester]

[As Dana finds herself once more in the bedroom, she gasps out in surprise, taking an instinctive step back from Rick once more as a creeping feeling prickled down her spine.]

I-- I don't... [She didn't understand.]

[selfmade_hero]

*with a wave of his hand, the door closes behind her, as he steps closer* What's so hard to understand? You went on yet another hunt, once again leaving your darling husband alone at home, once again unaware of where you are.

Where was I? Oh yes, the hunt. You were doing pretty good, but the nasty little bugger got you and you started bleeding out, with poor Sammy no where in sight, and your husband not knowing where you are yet again. While he may find a way to bring you back, I figured I should give him a little... gift when he gets you back... an obedient wife and servant that won't leave him constantly, making him feel like he's unimportant... *he was doing his best to harp on her flaws, to break her down and make it easier for his goals*

*Stepping closer, he runs a hand along her face* Now tell me... do you wish you learn you new place willingly, or be forced into it?