Hell's Fury (closed)

Jo breathed a sigh of relief when she saw he was pleased, knowing no one else was going to die, at least not yet. Before she could say a word, his lips were on hers, and a finger slipped inside, making her whine needily, hands grasping at him to help her stay standing. Her hips bucked in response to his experiences hands, every part of her aching for him.

Finally, he pulled away, finger still inside her as she shook and gasped, giving the woman behind her instructions before slipping his hand out. She stumbled into the woman, slightly overwhelmed as they approached the door to her bedroom, relaxing a little when the door closed.

Sinking onto the bed, she couldn't help but admire the woman's beauty, reaching up to run a gentle hand through her red hair before letting it fall to her arm, taking in those beautiful tattoos. "W... wait," she whimpered as the woman lowered her lips to her pussy, longing to touch her. Surprising herself, she sat up and rolled the woman onto her back, her eyes wide as she looked down at her.

Before the demon could do anything, Jo's mouth was on her lips, hands exploring every inch of her body, curiousity filling her as she slipped a hand down to the other girls wet sex
 
The demoness welcomed the touch, moving to let Jo explore her and she continued to move her fingers in Jo. Even going so far as to move so she was on the bed and begged, "Sit on my face!" the Demoness sounded desperate to have Jo's cunt on her mouth. "Please." she begged, uncharacteristically. It was clear Jo was in control for now and this redhaired demon wanted nothing but to please and be pleased by Jo.
 
Jo cried out as the woman's fingers moved inside her, hands grasping at her shoulders as she looked down at her. "F... fuck, you're beautiful," she whimpered, touching her cheek with a gentle hand. Her eyes widened at the woman's begging, giving her a gentle, almost loving kiss before turning around and putting her sex on the woman's mouth. Jo bit her lip as she looked down at the woman's exposed sex, a little nervous as she had never done this before. Taking a deep breath, she gave her cunt a long lick, moaning softly at the taste, not even realizing they could hear outside. Jo was much more gentle than the demon was probably used to, gentle and soft as her tongue explored her folds
 
Everyone stopped, Dean even unplugging the Juke Box so they could hear...

The Demon girl moaned into Jo's pussy as she licked and bit. "Yess," she hissed, enjoying the feeling. "Lucifer, damn me, I'm going to cum if you keep doing that!" She continued to lick at Jo, tender and lovingly. "Damn me, you taste so good. Soo much better than a demon." she went back, tongue reaching in and trying to lick all the walls of Jo's cunt.

With fingers she probed Jo's ass and, when needed, sucked the inside of Jo's thigh with a obvious effort to leave a hickey. "Oh, fuck! Make me cum, mistress! Make me cum!" The demon said nothing more as she went back to sucking Jo's cunt with twice the desire and four times the need.
 
Jo screamed as the demon bit down, enjoying the roughness as her hips bucked, her cheeks bright pink as she continued licking, slipping a finger inside. She didn't even notice the music in the next room stop, too focused on making the woman beneath her moan.

As a finger slipped inside her ass, Jo's back arched and she cried out in surprise, another finger entering the demon and curling. Her eyes widened at the word 'mistress', not even realizing she had become the dominant one in the situation. At the woman's cries, she intensified her efforts, free hand gripping the demons thigh as she felt herself getting closer and closer
 
The Demon, having felt her body release against her will, desired to return to favor and continue to work on Jo. Her fingers curving to find that spot that only a Demon in a woman's body would know existed. "Crowley, you're amazing!" she said before plunging her tongue and fingers in deep desperate to milk an orgasm from Jo.

Relentless she didn't stop until Jo finally came to which the demon woman kissed and sucked her cunt. Drinking all the juices Jo had to offer, the redhead shifted position and kissed her hunter-lover. "If you wanted to slay demons," the girl said, "You have skills they don't teach hunters." She then kissed Jo deep and passionately.

"The Knight wants you to dress up for him. But if there is something you wish for me to do, I will. You belong to the Knight of Hell, but right now... I belong to you."

Meanwhile Dean turned the music back on and the demons cheered.

"Oh, come on!" Dean said to the hunters in the bar, "You can't tell me that didn't make you hard or wet! Fuck, even if I wasn't a demon I'd have jerked it the entire time!"

Crowley poured another Johnny Walker blue, "Dean. Can we wrap this up? Remember we still-"

Dean glared at him, "Screw you, Crowley! When I want your opinion, I'll give it to you." He turned back around and raised his hand, "Who has always wanted to fuck Jo?" when no one raised their hand Dean's eyes turned black, "Oh, come on now. I know many of your guys and gals have thought about her in the shower like I have... now, again, who is willing to admit they thought about it?"
 
Jo closed her eyes, fingers gripping the woman's thighs as she cried out with every movement."Oh god," she whimpered before her eyes widened as the demon's fingers pressed against a spot she didn't even know about, her screams filling the room as she rocked her hips back into her, her back arching as she orgasmed for the first time.

She looked up at the redhead, moaning softly as she tasted her own juices, running her hand through those silky strands. "You're so beautiful," she whispered again, holding her close. For the moment, she just rolled onto her side, nuzzling the woman gently and stroking her cheek.

At the realization the demon would do anything, Jo bit her lip,, slowly removing Crowley's tie and holding it out to her, her breath catching in her throat as she tried to calm her nerves. "T... tie me up?" She asked, biting her lip as she watched the demon before giving her another gentle kiss.
 
The demon woman smiled wide and bright before complying. She tied Jo's wrists to the rails of the headboard and then kissed her way down Jo's body. It was then that Dean's presence was known.

Dean watched as the redhead kissed Jo's belly and hips. Dean approached, hand moving to the demon's hips and stopping her. "Yes, my Knight?" she asked.

"Continue." was all Dean said as he opened his belt, pants and finally freed his cock out of view of Jo. "Relax, Jo. You'll get your turn soon enough."

As the demon returned her mouth to Jo's cunt, Dean moved and pressed into her from behind. "Damn!" He hissed, "Oh, this feels nice. Such a nice warm up to Jo's pussy." He started to move faster and harder, driving the demon girls mouth against Jo's sex every time.

Dean met Jo's eyes and he grinned, "Cum for me, sweetheart! Cum in her mouth!"
 
Jo watched her, a little nervous as her hands were tied above her head, leaving her completely helpless. Even though she'd gotten some training from Dean in escaping ropes, she'd never gotten the hang of it.she let out soft gasps, squirming on the bed as the woman's mouth came lower, until suddenly, they stopped.

Jo's eyes opened to see Dean staring down at them. She moved to cover herself, only to remember her hands were bound, leaving her exposed for his enjoyment. She was breathing hard as she watched Dean move behind the demon, listening to the sounds of him freeing himself from his jeans, a sharp pang of jealousy filling her as he slid inside the woman.

Jo gasped as his thrusts forced the redhead against her, causing her tongue to dive even deeper inside. At Dean's command, she came with a harsh cry, writhing for the two demons, her hips bucking helplessly.

Outside, the demons were laughing and drinking, discussing Jo's performance so far. They had all raised their hands in response to Dean's question earlier, as well as a few hunters with her out of sight. Some of the demons had actually moved on from guarding their captives to playing with them, either with knives or hands and mouths
 
Dean continued to saw himself in and out of the demon, watching Jo the entire time. It was as if he wished he were fucking Jo, but having to take her by proxy.

Crowley burst in, turning his gaze away from Dean plowing one of his own demons. "Moose has arrived." He said, and waited for Dean and the demoness to climb off Jo. Only then did he give the tied up woman his full attention.

Dean and the redhead put on enough to be presentable and Dean tapped Crowley on the shoulder saying, "Bring her down in 10 minutes. Don't leave visible marks, but make sure she's down there in 10 minutes."

When Dean left, Crowley looked over Jo's naked form and smiled, "I guess I should take my tie back." Opening his belt and pants he grinned, "But it won't take me 10 minutes to take my tie back." Leaning down he thrust himself into Jo watching her expression in reaction to his violation of her cunt.

"Oh, Dean claimed your ass, but this isn't said ass!" He thrust again and again, all the while not leaning in to kiss Jo but more than willing to grunt into her ear with each thrust he forced on her.
 
Jo could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her cries getting louder with every flick of the woman's tongue. Her fingers grasped at the tie binding her hands, toes curling as she felt herself going over the edge and -

She let out a whine of frustration as the demon pulled away and Crowley entered the room, whimpering as her head rolled to the side. She trembled with need as the two demons climbed off the bed, leaving her needy and wanting.

She barely registered Dean's words as he allowed Crowley to stay, eyes widening as he and the woman left the room. She struggled to sit up, watching helplessly as they left her to the king's devices. He leaned over her, his larger body covering her own, not even bothering to undress.

Without warning, he thrust inside her, tearing through her virginity and bringing tears to her eyes as she let out a scream of pain. His cock was thicker and longer than the girl's tongue, and it was going to take time for her to adjust. In a slight panic, she looked towards the door, crying out for the man she loved. "Dean!" She struggled against her bonds before looking up at Crowley, whimpering softly as he grunted in her ear
 
Crowley shirt and pants rubbed a Jo's bare skin, the King of Hell having not bothered to undress. This wasn't so much about his own pleasure as it was Jo's inability to stop him from taking her. He continued his slow thrusting, keeping his body close to her's.

After a few minutes of the boring hate fuck, Crowley started speaking into Jo's ear between thrusts. "Don't worry... Ugh... I'm not... Ugh... going to... Ugh... cum in you. Ugh. Ugh. No. Ugh. That's for Dean. Ugh. This.. Ugh... is his. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. I'm just warming you up. Ugh. Ugh. He'll like you. Ugh. He's going to... Ugh... like you. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. Yes. Ugh. He'll like it. Ugh. He'll love it. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. He'll love you. Ugh. Ugh. Loves you. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. Oh! Ugh. Oh, Jo. Ugh. Ugh. UGH! OH! UGH! Oh fuck!" Crowley thrust one last time and pulled away to stroke his cock and cum on Jo's bed.

"See?" He slapped her raw pussy a few times for effect and started to put his cock away. Moving around to the closet he looked through Jo's things and picked out her nice dress. Setting it down across her naked body he started to hum a little Disney tune as he looked through her jewelry and found a nice necklace and then through her dresser to find a nice pair of black panties.

The last he put to his nose and inhaled, keeping eye contact at all times. "Before." He said with a grin and threw them on the dress. "We'll see about after." Finally he reached over and loosened the knot but didn't untie Jo. She could finish up herself.

"I'll be just outside. You know. Giving you privacy, respect and all. But, do keep in mind that we have more than a few hunters downstairs and Sam."

Crowley left the room and closed the door. In the main part of the bar Jo could hear sounds of cheering in reaction to a fight that was probably taking place between Sam and Dean.

Outside...

The conversation didn't last long, once Sam saw what was going on. Half the hunters were still held at knife or gun point while the other half had abandoned their morals and started having sex with the demons. Even Castiel was helpless in a ring of holy fire and being ridden by a female demon with fake breasts and nipple piercings.

Sam didn't know what to think of Dean just toying with him. Was it because of his bad arm? Was it because Dean didn't want to lay into him? Was this sport or was there a glimmer of his brother left.

Sam turned around to face Dean, good hand taking the time to wipe blood from the cut over his eye. He looked around then back to his big brother, "Dean! Look around, this isn't you! You're better than this!"

Dean looked around as Sam suggested and that's when the bigger of the two men attacked. Sam's fist drove into Dean's jaw and sent him into a support post. Dean turned back and smiled even as Sam threw another punch, but it was a Demon that intercepted.

Sam had gone from punching Dean to being grabbed, only to have another throw themselves against him. Once they had pushed Sam against the support beam it was Dean who took out the zip tie. One around Sam's wrist and the other around his shoulder brace. This was followed by a demon wrapping a belt around Sam and locking it into place.

"Calm down Sammy. The party is just starting."
 
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Jo sobbed softly on the bed as Crowley pulled away, burying her face in the pillow, not wanting to look down and see the blood between her legs. She was hurt, angry at Dean for leaving her alone with him, for letting him hurt her. And there was nothing she could do, tied up and waiting as Crowley looked through her closet, coming across a dress she'd worn to another hunter's wedding.

She clenched her jaw as Crowley sniffed her panties, glaring up at him and struggling with the tie around her wrists as she listened to the cheering outside. She flinched as he threw the clothing at her and loosened the knot, her body trembling as he stared down at her. Once the door closed, she allowed herself a few minutes to cry befor getting dressed, hugging herself tightly. Dean had never seen her dresssed up before, and it was a rare occasion that she would.

Taking a deep breath, she opened the door, only to freeze as she saw an orgy of sex and violence happening around her. Her eyes, red from crying, scanned the room until they landed upon Sam, already captured. Without a second thought, she ran for him, wrapping her arms around his waist and crying softly into his chest. "I'm sorry Sam. I'm so sorry," she whispered, trembling against his chest
 
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"My, my, Jo. I had no idea you could look this nice." Dean brushed a lock of hair over her exposed shoulder, ignoring her embrace of Sam. "We should dress you up more often. Go somewhere nice!"

Sam clenched his jaw and glared, "Dean! Dean, come on, this isn't you. Jo's family."

"Oh, riiiight. Our fully dysfunctional family." Dean moved away and glanced over to see that the demon girl riding Castiel was now taunting him. Begging him to put his 'human grace' inside her.

Looking back to Sam, Dean asked, "What's the lore on Half Angel Half Demon? I mean, Nephilim are Angels and Human... so what would that make the other?"

Sam moved and felt pain in his shoulder, wincing he sighed, "Dean! We don't have to do this. YOU don't have to do this."

Dean nodded, "You're right. But I want to!" He looked down and slapped Jo on the ass, "I want to so badly."

Crowley leaned over to Dean and murmered, "Look. We're here. Sam's here. Just bugger the bitch, make him watch and lets get back to work."

Dean, feeling the mood broken, turned to Crowley as Sam's eyes sprang wide in realization. This was about forcing him to watch Jo get raped. "Dean! Dean, NO!" Without warning Dean spun around to face Sam bringing his fist way in from outfield. The fist hit bone with a skin crawling crack and Sam went limp. Turning back to Crowley, Dean smiled, "See? Now look what you made me do. We'll have to wait for him to come around first."

Dean turned his attention back to Jo, his face growing soft and his anger melting away. "Sorry, about all that. Why don't we sit at the bar. Crowley can pour us some drinks and we can talk. Something we haven't gotten a chance to do in a long time."

Crowley rolled his eyes and went around the bar putting on his thickest Cockney accent. "G'Day Gov'ner. What will you's an' th'Lady be having t'day?" A few of the demons laughed and Crowley clapped his hands once and the girl fucking Castiel exploded into ash and shadow even as the bound angel continued to jizz having been mid way through his climax.

Since the demon girl wasn't either of the one's laughing the point was made and no one would laugh at Crowley again.
 
Jo froze at the gentle touch on her shoulder, staring at Sam as Dean stood right behind her, shivering as he brushed her hair away. She looked almost ashamed, knowing Sam had no idea about half of what she had gone through, her legs still shaking from Crowley raping her.

Jo gripped Sam's shirt in balled up fists, letting out a soft cry as his hand came down on her ass. With her this close he could smell the sweat and other smells of sex on her. Suddenly, she was yanked away and the sounds of bones crackijgbflled the room. "SAM!" She screamed, struggling as a demon held her back. "You... you told me you wouldn't hurt them," she whispered.

The demon pulled Jo towards the bar, pushing her into Dean's lap, where he could feel her entire body trembling, forced to look right at the man who had raped her. "I hate you," she whispered, tears rolling down her cheeks, not even bothering to name a drink.

"So what the the hell do you want Dean? You get one of your buddies to rape Cas, have Crowley rape me? And then just fuck me in front of Sam? Why? Why are you doing this?" She whispered, trying not to look at her two friends, not wanting to imagine how much pain they were in. "What... what the hell did Sam do to deserve this? All because he and I were trying to cure you?"
 
"I hate you,"
Crowley nodded to this saying, "Orgies with a Cherry, coming right up!" He then got out the best vodka, found some Schnapps and then took a moment to find alternatives for the rest.

Dean just said, "Whiskey. Keep 'em coming."

Crowley paused long enough to put a huge bottle of cheap whiskey on the bar and a shot glass. "Keep yourself coming." He then went back to making up the shot he claimed Jo'd ordered.

Dean wasn't rough with Jo, but he did hold her by the waist. "Jo, please. I really do want you to calm down. The truth is, Crowley was only going to do this if he got to rape you. Something about being first and rubbing it in Sam's snout. His words, not mine. And, yes, part of this is punishment for Sam trying to fix me. But do you want to know the truth?"

Dean downed the shot and poured another splashing some on the bar, "Well, besides me being this demon who feeds off of all of the deadly sins... the truth is, I knew when Gabriel had brought you back. Hell, I felt it. When he showed up and put you on TV as if you were in your own reality TV show.... I cried." He down the shot and poured while talking, still spilling as much as he got in the glass.

"I'm man enough to admit that. I cried knowing you were alive. Well, I wasn't a demon at that point, but I cried because I was so happy to see you alive. I was so happy that the puppet masters have brought you back for another chance and I wanted nothing more than to drive here and see you right then and there."

This time his hand skipped the shot glass and found the whiskey, where he drank deeply. "But, son of a bitch, if you didn't die the last time I saw you. I was afraid of trying. I was afraid of failing. Hell, I was afraid you wouldn't want to ever see me again. So, I guess it took becoming a Demon. It took the Mark of Cain to make me say, 'Fuck it! I want to see her, so I'm going to see her.'" He drank from the bottle again and put it down. "You're the one who got away, Jo. You always were. Now, I'm here to say I'm not going to let you go."

Dean pointed to one of the hostages. "I'll let him go, tho." The young kid was released by the demon holding a knife to his neck and fixed his baseball cap in surprise. "But only if he promises to work at Home Depot."

The kid nodded and looked around a final time and he backed out of the bar and ran off into the night. Dean smiled, "See? I'm not here to just kill everyone. I'm not here to just rape you and leave. But I do want you. Damn, I've wanted you for so long. Admit it. You've wanted me too."
 
Jo trembled in his arms, her head resting on Dean's chest as tears rolled down her cheeks. It was so fucked up. Dean had agreed to let Crowley rape her so he could do all of this? There was a pained look on her face as she hid her face from Crowley, Dean's chest wet with her tears.

She only looked up when he mentioned crying when Gabriel showed her alive, her face softening slightly as she curled up in his arms, ignoring the splash of alcohol on her dress. She just wanted things to go back to normal, to be laughing with Sam, Dean, and Cas in her bar like old times, seeing that carefree smile on his face.

"You know how many days I waited for you to come back Dean? Do you know what it was like feeling like you didn't want to see me again?" She looked up at him, clenching her hands into fists."I waited three months before I stopped asking Gabe and Cas when you were coming to visit." There was a pain in her voice, like he'd betrayed her.

She relaxed as he let one of the counter hostages go, relaxing against him as she watched the kid run out and start the engine of his car. He was right, she did want him. But fuck it, she was pissed at him for letting Crowley get his hands on her. She stepped back, pulling away and shaking her head.

"I'm... I'm not doing this Dean. I'm not letting you use me to hurt Sam. And I'm sure as hell not letting you hurt me anymore," she spat at him before moving to Sam, trying to untie the ropes around his wrists, ignoring his groans as he started to wake up
 
"Damn it, Jo!" Dean stood and ignored her efforts to free Sam. "You don't see how HARD this is for me." He rolled up the sleeve to show off the scar. "This thing wants SO much from me. It's thirsty and..." He whipped out the First Blade and sliced open Alyson's throat.

"Damn it!" He pressed the knife against the scar, "I kind of liked her. She made really good pie." He turned back to Jo, knife out and ready to be used again, "But this thing drives me to kill. It's like an itch in the back of your throat. You can't reach it. You can't scratch it but it won't go away." He stabbed a demon this time and Crowley barked out one word of disapproval.

"Now, I'm trying Jo." Dean was now standing in the middle of the room, the scar glowing red and his hand trembling, "I'm trying real fucking hard to be a better man, and you're the reason for that! You, here, with me. It's like I don't feel that itch. It's like the scar doesn't need blood. But I swear to FUCK if you keep trying to untie Sam you're going to wear the blood of all these people instead of that dress!"

He took a deep breath and took a step back, "Sorry. I'm sorry, Jo. I want to do this the right way. But if I have to stab Casey in all of his vital organs in alphabetical order to make you sit down and just TALK to me, I will. I swear to Lucifer, I'll show you his still beating, fucking, heart."
 
Jo's hands fell away from Sam's bindings, her eyes widening in shock before she looked to Crowley. "We had a fucking deal!" She spat at him before falling to the ground beside Alyson, taking her in her arms and holding her as blood bubbled from her throat.

Jo flinched as she heard another scream, tears falling freely from her eyes as she looked back at Sam. This was all her fault. It was happening in her bar, under her watch, and more and more people were dying. "And how long until that thing on your arm kills me?" She asked, looking up at him with fearful eyes

She glared back at him, but didn't move to touch Sam again, still holding the woman's corpse in her arms. "I hope you fucking know that's the only reason I'm letting you keep talking Dean. You made a fucking deal that meant i got raped. You came in here and killed my friends. You fucking disgust me," she whispered before looking away.

"Look, S... Sam doesn't need to be a part of this Dean. Just let him go. Let everyone go and I'll go with you," she whispered, not noticing the way Sam looked at her, the way he had since they'd lost Dean to the Mark. She had no idea about the demon that had been keeping tabs on them, reporting to Dean on the way he would hold her, how he wanted her
 
"We had a fucking deal!"
Crowley just held up his hands in surrender, "I swear I never laid a hand on the bitch."

Dean put the knife away and joined Jo. "I wish I could believe that. I really do. But I'm afraid if I let everyone go you'll do something crazy, force me to kill you and I can't lose you again, Jo. I don't want to lose you ever again."

Dean looked away, almost as if ashamed, "I'm sorry, Jo. I swear I'll cut my own arm off before I let the hunger take you. But, I need you to be a good girl now. I need you go back, sit down and just talk to me. Just... help me remember what it's like to be human again. I need you, Jo. You're the only rock in this storm I can cling to and without that... I have nothing."
 
Jo choker out a sob as she looked down at the girl in her arms, reluctantly letting go of her body before making her way to the bar, hugging herself tightly as she avoided Dean's eyes, not wanting to look at him. "You could've just come and talked to me Dean. That's all you had to do," she whispered, looking towards Sam.

"You know I was a fucking virgin before you assholes came in here?" She asked, glaring at Dean, fingernails digging into her palms. "Do you have any idea how much it hurt? Did you hear me scream for you? Or did you just ignore that?" She asked, shaking her head as she watched him.

"I don't even know what it is you want from me. Because you already had what you wanted before you walked in here."
 
Dean shook his head, "Yeah, I didn't know but... never been with a virgin. I tend to like my women experienced and adventurous." He laughed for a moment, then his face fell as if he realized it was not the time for laughter.

"What do you mean I had it before I walked in here? I didn't know what I had." Dean approached, hands going to her shoulders gently. "I was afraid. If it wasn't for this Mark, I'd still be afraid. Can't you see? If you fixed me, I wouldn't be here right now telling you that YOU really do mean something to me? Do you want me to hurt Crowley for hurting you?"

Crowley straightened, "Hey, now. Let's not..."

Dean glared and Crowley held up his hands and backed up.

"Tell me who to hurt for you, Jo. Tell me and I'll hurt them like they were on the rack in HELL!" He moved around to face her now, eyes trying to meet her own. "Jo. Sacrifices have to be made. You think I like knowing CROWLEY was your first? You think it gets me off? No. I just want to take you away and replace that memory with better ones." He leaned in as if to kiss her but stopped just an inch from her lips. "Let's pretend this is all in the past. Let's start our lives right here, right now and continue forward."
 
Jo finally looked up into his eyes as his gentle hands went to her shoulders, biting her lip as she considered his words. He didn't strike her as someone who would be too scared to talk to her, but then again, when it came to emotional stuff, he did seem to clam up. At the mention of Crowley, her eyes snapped to the king, narrowing with a fury she didn't even know she had. "No," she whispered, clenching her jaw. "I want to hurt him."

Jo's eyes widened as Dean promised to hurt anyone for her, eyes widening as she realized he was placing the power of the Mark of Cain in her hands, a power she didn't even know how she would handle. Her hands touched the Mark for a moment, temptation running through her, thoufhbshe tried to resist. She swallowed hard, looking towards Cas, meeting his blue eyes for a moment.

Leaning into Dean, her forehead resting against his, she took a deep breath, squeezing his hand gently, feeling his breath on her. "Together?"
 
"Together." Dean replied, then looked back to Crowley. "You're about to get your ass kicked." Back to Jo he smiled, "Now, don't cut anything off his body. We need that intact for an upcoming deal in Australia. I know, I know. You probably want to make him eat his own balls, but we have 4 souls to pick up and he has to perform. Other than that - you can do whatever you want." Dean leaned in whispering, "I bet he a pool cue to the ass would be interesting."

He smiled and glanced over to Castiel, now face down and being sodomized by a male demon. "Oh. Ouch! Damn, Cas, if you're taking all that you're a bigger man than I am."

Cas, however, couldn't respond thanks to the dick in mouth. The two demons were pumping away at the nearly naked Angel. At this point the only thing he was wearing as a white shirt and dark tie.

Dean looked back to Sam and then to Jo, "I have a feeling he'd be upset if you went gun ho on Crowley here, so you might want to do something before he wakes up."
 
Jo clenched her jaw at the realization that she couldn't cut his dick off, punching him in the balls as hard as she could instead before punching him in the jaw. Taking the first blade from Dean's belt, she flipped it in her hand, looking Crowley over. "I can't cut off anything?" She asked, tracing the blade across Crowley's mouth as two demons held him in place. "Not even his tongue?" She asked.

It was so tempting to just drive it into his heart, but she knew there would be dire consequences if she did. Instead, she nodded at the two demons to bend him over a table and pull his pants down, grimacing as she shoved the pool cube up his ass with no lube. Once it was removed, she sliced open his shirt and carved the word rapist into his chest before handing the blade back to Dean.

And that's when she noticed Cas, her face falling as she saw him stuffed full at both ends, his screams muffled by the cock in his mouth. Instinctively, she moved towards him, but was separated from the angel by the wall of holy fire
 
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