Sam stuided Dean.

"You are having a difficult time with this situation, aren't you?"

"I don't see how I couldn't,"Dean snapped. "You took away my freedom. My dignity."

"Yes, but you're alive and you have it a lot better off than most people. You should be grateful to have me as a master. I should be asked to have my cock sucked, for how grateful you ( Read more... )

Dean groaned as he laid in bed. He was still healing from yesterday's beating. He closed his eyes and tried to picture a time when Sam wasn't evil. When he was Sammy.

"Whore, you awake?" He stiffened as Sam called him whore. Whore, bitch, good boy, pet. Sam had all kinds of degrading nicknames for Dean. "You awake?"

"Yes sir," Dean sighed. He hated ( Read more... )

"I'm sorry" Sam whispered and Dean looked at him, a mix of emotions rushing through his eyes. Hurt, anger, fear, confusion, betrayal. But there was no time for any of that. The sharp whistling noise only got louder ( Read more... )

Edit: I changed some things that I originally had posted, for the story changed from what I had planned for it :)

Dean groaned as he hung from chains. It had been weeks since Sam had been corrupted by evil.  The cuffs linked to to the chains scraped the skin on his wrists. The change in his brother had been drastic. It was clear that Sammy was dead ( Read more... )

( You're Not Alone )

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( Forgive Me )