CROSSROADS

My head was swimming and for a moment I felt like I was floating above the floor. I couldn't see anything. It was like the world had disappeared. When the room stopped spinning and the world slowly came back into focus, I noticed that I was in a dimly lit bedroom. It was too dark to make out very many details but from what I could see, it was large and had a penthouse feel.

When I felt something large moving against me, I realized that I wasn't alone. Hot sulfur breath was blowing on me. Just as before we left Sam's room, Crowley had me pinned against the door. And just as before, he had his face buried in my neck, kissing it. I thought I was going to be sick. I had to swallow hard to push it back down. I squirmed against him, trying to get away.

"Get your disgusting mouth off of me, you fucking slime!", I hissed at Crowley. He chuckled and licked the shell of my ear. I cringed and squeezed my eyes shut. He still had the tip of the spear nestled in between my legs and he kept twisting it so that it pulled my hair and dug into my skin. His other hand lay flat against the door on the other side of me, keeping me from sliding to the side.

"I love it when you talk dirty", Crowley breathed on my neck. "Why don't we take this to a more...comfortable place?" Crowley snapped his fingers and I was laying on a bed with Crowley on top of me. I shoved his shoulders, trying to get him off me but he was so strong. He laid the spear next to my face and grabbed my wrists, pulling them above my head. He grabbed my wrists in one hand and grabbed the spear again.

"STOP!, I screamed. "GET OFF ME YOU SICK FUCK!" He just grinned at me and held the spear to my face, jabbing me in the cheek. He didn't push hard enough to break the skin, but hard enough to hurt. I groaned from the pain and gritted my teeth. He pushed harder and blood ran down the side of my face and pooled in my ear. Crowley licked down my cheek and stuck his tongue in my ear. I jerked my head away from him and he sat up, straddling my hips. He grinned down at me, my blood running down his chin.

"MMMMM...", Crowley moaned. "You taste HEAVENLY, my little pet!" He winked at me and the wide grin returned. He lowered his head into my neck again and inhaled deeply. "And you smell even better!" He chuckled silently into my neck. "I can't wait to be buried inside you!" He shoved his feet in between my legs and wrenched them apart. "I'll have to thank Sam for unwrapping my gift for me next time I see him". He snapped his fingers again and my arms were glued to the mattress above my head.

"NO!", I screamed. "PLEASE DON'T DO THIS!" Crowley sat up between my legs, holding them apart with his knees, and started to unbuckle his belt. I tried to move my legs to kick at him but they suddenly wouldn't move either. I started to sob and he patted me on the thigh. I was too afraid to see what he was doing but I could hear him fumbling with the button on his pants and a zipper being slowly pulled down. Then I felt his weight settle on top of me and I started panting as I stared at the ceiling.

"Oh, Love!", Crowley purred in my face. "It's all right. I couldn't hurt my favorite pet!" He grabbed my right leg behind the knee and threw it up over his shoulder, just as he did when he was in my head. I wailed when his hot breath hit my face. I could feel him, hard against my thigh. He shifted forward, lining himself up with my entrance. "Are you ready, Sweetheart?"

"FUCK YOU, YOU FUCKING BOTTOM FEEDER!", I shrieked at the demon. Crowley's eyes glowed red hot and his nostrils flared. He shoved forward, driving in to me to the hilt in one thrust. I screamed in pain and Crowley looked down at me with raised eyebrows. He was panting from how tight I was squeezing his dick. His eyes grew wide as he stared down at me.

"A VIRGIN!", Crowley said in astonishment. "If I had known, I would have taken my time and savored breaking through that tiny bit of flesh!" He groaned when I squeezed my muscles, trying to push him out of me. "OH! That feels bloody lovely! Do it again!" I turned my head away from him and sobbed into my arm. He started thrusting, slowly at first. It hurt so bad because I wasn't wet. He didn't care about my pleasure. He lived for his own.

"PLEASE! IT HURTS!", I screeched at him. "STOOOOP!" He grunted and moaned on top of me. His hot, sulfuric breath blowing in my ear. I closed my eyes and tried to imagine that it was Sam, but when he grabbed my other leg and threw it over his shoulder, he slammed into me, hitting my cervix with such force, that the pain knocked the wind out of me. I couldn't picture Sam hurting me like this. He loves me. "I love you Sam", I choked out. Crowley froze, staring down at me with murderous eyes.

"WHAT?!", He growled at me. "FUCKING MOOSE?!", Crowley screamed, grabbing my face. He shook my head violently and slammed it down into the mattress. He was seething. "YOU WILL SHOW ME SOME RESPECT, YOU FUCKING LITTLE WHORE!", he screeched as he hammered into me. He had both my legs over his shoulders and I was pretty much folded in half as he leaned over me. He bit into my neck as he came hard. His last thrusts were brutal and it felt like I was being impaled.

All I could do was scream.