Why?” Castiel demanded to know, not being too familiar with me.“It was ... necessary. At least for now. I agree with Zachariah on that at least. I... was ... just unavoidable. I tried to avoid it for a little bit, but no dice. Not that it matters. We can still prevent the Apocalypse from going full-scale by ... killing Lucifer. I happen to have the means to do so ... with this Colt right here,” I announced.“Wait, I thought that it could only wound Archangels,” Sam asked.“Not anymore. Let’s say. It already had a bathroom with a large tub and shower combination, so all the place really needed was the addition of a downstairs kitchen. Jim and Jane combined their resources and bought the house; they planned to move in right away.They furnished the downstairs first, with a king-sized bed as the first thing they bought and had delivered. They wanted plenty of room to play around in their new bed, as they both planned to use it from the first night. The rest of the house was furnished. After a day, I asked her why she is looking at me differently. She asked me, who makes a woman pregnant?” I answered, “Her husband.” She told me that as I impregnated her, in a way I am also her husband. I understood what she meant.I told her that she is a married woman and it’s wrong. She replied that whether I agree or not, in her view I am her second husband. I looked at her and she had a strange mix of lust and gratitude in her eyes. As I haven’t had sex for about 3 weeks due to various. " "Is that it slut?" "you looking at pictures of you dad while you fuck yourself?" "Come over here" I slid over to where she was and she grabbed me by the wrist. She put one of the hand cuffs on my wrist and told me to give her the other. I told her I didn't want to and she walked out of the room. I set there on the bed wondering where she went and how much trouble I was in. She came back with a camera and started taking pictures of me in my slut cloths."Now" she said. " you are my slut" "You.