Madness

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Death and All His Friends

Key Zero: Madness:

He used to be so beautiful. Being in this city and this tower has turned him rotten inside and out. His wings had been taken away from him. Scars covered his body. Aizen is eating away at the inside of his body. As for his sanity... Well...

Allen laughed to himself.

Was this what has become of him? He wasn't sure that his mind was his anymore. The collar around his neck made things worse. Road would give him a command and he would have no choice but to obey. Boy, did she have fun with it. And the worst part? He started to enjoy it. That last thought made him shiver.

This isn't me.

Liar!

Arguing with himself didn't go anywhere. Something inside of him was saying that he was this submissive pet to be used by Road for her own pleasure. And use him she did. Just last alone was taxing on his body.

Road grabbed him by the hair. She dragged him out of his cage. The monster dropped him onto his back. Road looked down at him with an icy smirk. Allen looked up at her with hungry eyes. He already knew what was coming next.

"Oh good," she said. "You're finally awake." Allen has no say in this. She's the one in control.

"Get up," Road commanded. Allen pushed himself by his elbows.

"I said get up!" she said. The angel was not sitting up. His body felt so sore. Still, he wasn't the one in control. Aizen had its teeth in his heart and drinking more blood. How was it possible that this creature was finding places to eat so easily? The angel thought that his unwanted tenant would've hollowed him out by now. Curse his healing powers that still remained. Allen looked like a puppet on strings standing up. Road smirked.

"Much better," she said. "Come here." Allen started to walk forward. He didn't speak. Road lifted her chin as she smirked. She reached out her hand. Her fingertips caressed his left cheek. The calm before the storm. His stomach turned in fear and anticipation.

Yes. My mistress. Yes. Yes!

"Kiss me," Road said. The angel leaned in and kissed her on the lips. Felt like home in his fractured mind. His body could fly away and he wouldn't know it. Road kissed him again. Allen's knees went weak. These weren't his feelings. He shouldn't be feeling like this. He should push her away. He should fight back. But instead, Allen surrendered to her again. That's all he can really do.

"Get on the bed," she whispered in his ear. Allen was more than happy to comply. He walked over to the bed and laid down on his back. He doesn't know what she is planning for him. Road walked over and climbed on top. She smirked as she giggled. The monster ran her finger down his cheek. Allen shivered. He can't ask what she is going to do to him. That isn't allowed. He has to just lie there and take it.

Slap!

Allen's right cheek stung. The hunger in his eyes began to spike. All of this abuse became foreplay. His mistress became to smile.

"Be right back."

Where has he heard that one before? What toys is she going to pull out now? Allen shut his eyes.

"Look at me!" Road shouted. The angel snapped open his eyes. Road was huddled over him now. She caressed his cheek.

"Yes," she said. "Put your wrists on the headboard." Her word is law. He cannot defy her. He doesn't want to defy her. Allen smiled as he did so. She pulled out some long rope. She's going to do this again, huh?

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