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SHATTERED WORLD	By : Mystic75 Category: Supernatural > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 872 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Supernatural or any of the characters from the show. I am not making money from this work. WARING! CONTAINS GRAPHIC DEPICTIONS OF RAPE AND VIOLENCE!

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Dean dragged {Y/N} into the room and threw her at the bed. She tried not to stumble as she flew, but fell head first into one of the posts at the foot of the bed, splitting her left eyebrow open. Seeing stars, she tried to crawl away from him on all fours. She only managed to crawl a few feet before he was on top of her, pinning her to the floor on her belly. He grabbed her by the hair once again and yanked her head back so he could whisper in her ear.
"You're going to regret that knee in the balls, Sweetheart". He practically purred as he licked the shell of her ear making her shrink away from him. He chuckled as he ground his erection into her backside. {Y/N} sobbed into the soft carpet as he whispered all the vile things he was going to do to her. "I'm gonna make you scream, {Y/N/N}. I'm gonna fuck that virgin cunt till you bleed. I've wanted you for so long, but I was too much of a pussy to take you. But, I'm not that guy anymore. I'm gonna slam your ass so hard you'll be begging for me to take your snatch instead". Each word ate away at her soul and left her empty inside.
"Please Dean, don't do this", {Y/N} begged. "You're my friend!!!" Dean suddenly flipped her onto her back, pinning her arms over her head. "You have to fight it, Dean! Please!!! Deans bottomless black eyes suddenly shifted to his natural green eyes and he squeezed them shut, groaning and shaking his head. He seemed to be warring with the darkness inside of himself. When he opened his eyes again, they were flipping rapidly back and forth from pitch black to his beautiful green.
"{Y/N/N}.....Argh.....I can't.........!!!", Dean snarled and dropped his head onto {Y/N}'s chest, panting heavily. She looked relieved. Was he fighting his demon? Could he beat it? His shoulder's were heaving up and down as if he were sobbing. She wanted to comfort him with a hand on his shoulder, but he was still gripping her wrists tightly.
"Dean?", {Y/N} murmured softly. "It's OK. We can help you. Please let us help you". Dean raised his head slowly to look at her. What {Y/N} saw on his face was not grief. He was not crying. He was trying to hold back peels of laughter. He barked a full on belly laugh in her face. Her relief and sympathy for him evaporated in an instant.
"GOTCHA!" Dean nearly doubled over with mirth. "Oh, Sweetheart, you just don't get it. I am not possessed by a demon. I AM THE DEMON", he purred again like he was whispering sweet nothings in her ear. {Y/N} really started to fight now, but as she started to struggle, Dean hauled her up by her wrists and flung her onto the bed. She tried to scramble off the other side, but he grabbed her by the ankle and yanked her back towards him. "Can't have my new toy getting away", he mumbled absently to himself. Grabbing her wrists again, he dragged her up to the head of the bed. Holding both her wrists in one hand, Dean leaned over and pull a set of handcuffs out of his night stand.
"No,no,no,NO! DEAN PLEASE!!!!", {Y/N} screamed. Slapping a cuff on one wrist, Dean slid the other through a slat on the headboard and slapped it over her other wrist. She pulled futilely on the cuffs and sobbed. Dean got back off the bed and started to undress never taking his eyes off of her. When {Y/N} heard him unbuckling his belt, she started to scream with a renewed vigor and thrash violently. "OH GOD!!! PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE!!!", she begged to the ceiling.
"GOD's on vacation, Sweetheart. He can't hear you", Dean grunted as he yanked down his jeans and tossed them on the floor. {Y/N} stopped struggling and just laid there sobbing in defeat. "That's my girl!", Dean smiled down at her. "It's gonna happen so might as well enjoy it, right?" {Y/N} didn't respond. She just stared up at the ceiling trying to distance her mind from what was about to happen to her body. Dean grabbed his knife and climbed back on the bed. Straddling her hips, he started to cut off her shirt. Tears fell silently down her face as she desperately tried to find a happy place in her head. As he started cutting through her bra, it got harder and harder to ignore. When he started to shred her jeans she was wailing. She had hopelessly lost that quiet place in her mind.
"So beautiful", Dean mused as he ran his hands up {Y/N}'s rib cage and over her breasts. He had left her panties on for the moment, his attention held by her upper body. His unhindered erection rubbed up and down her thigh as he moved. Dean sucked her left nipple into his mouth while his hand pinched and tweaked the other. He felt them stiffen into hard little peaks at his touch. "You like that, don't you {Y/N/N}?", he whispered in her ear.
"NO! STOP IT, PLEASE!!!", she bawled. {Y/N} squirmed trying to use her legs to scoot out from under him. Dean sat down hard on her thighs to keep her from sliding up the bed. He started to run his hands down her ribs and over her belly. Dean leaned over and stuck his tongue in her belly button, making her cringe and move her hips to the side trying to get away from him. He grabbed and dug his nails into her hips to keep her still. He grabbed the waistband of her panties and yanked them down her legs before she even had a chance to protest.
"So sweet", Dean breathed. He paused, with his head hovering over her most intimate place. He inhaled her scent and shuddered as his eyes fluttered closed. {Y/N} clamped her thighs together to keep him out. "Open your legs for me, Sweet Cheeks", Dean cooed. She would have thought his toothy grin was adorable before, but today it terrified her. She just shook her head and squeezed her legs together tighter. Dean breathed a sigh of frustration. "{Y/N}, open your legs or I will make you!"
"FUCK YOU, YOU BASTARD!!!", {Y/N} screamed in Dean's face. The anger rose up in Dean like a volcano about to erupt. He backhanded her as hard as he could. Blood sprayed from her nose as her head wiped to the side. She whimpered and tried to sink down into the mattress. Dean grabbed her thighs and wrenched them apart holding them open with his knees. She yelped when his thumb nails dug deep into the tender flesh on her inner thighs.
"If you would just listen and do what I say, this would be a lot easier on both of us", he huffed. "But I think you like it rough, don't you Sugar?" Dean reached down and grabbed her clit and twisted it mercilessly. {Y/N} screeched in agony. This was a sick, twisted game to him and he relished every second of it. He fed off of the depravity. He stuck 2 fingers in his mouth, coating them in his spit. He traced delicate circles around her now over sensitive nub. "But I can be gentle too. Just give in and enjoy yourself", he purred. "I can make you feel so good". Dean was so good at manipulating the weak. He loved to watch their resolve crumble under his will and then witness them break utterly from the guilt.
"EAT SHIT, YOU FREAK!!!", {Y/N} screeched, biting her lip to keep from moaning. Dean ignored the insult and shoved his 2 fingers into her searching for that sweet treasure that he so wanted to take from her. He smiled wickedly when he found what he was looking for. Her hymen was intact. She squealed from the pain and pressure on her virgin walls. She clenched her muscles trying to force him out. He moaned loudly as she squeezed his fingers. He pulled his fingers out of her and sucked them into his mouth. He shuddered violently as his arousal spiked. {Y/N} started to hyperventilate when Dean scooted closer to her core and lined himself up with her entrance. He stroked his shaft as he rubbed the tip along her folds, coating it in her juices.
"Shh, Sweetheart", he cooed at her. "Relax".
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