The Sex Demon's Sex Toy

A Caged Princess

Sitri's POV:

I immediately went back to that dreaded room to look around.

A woman was lying at the foot of the bed that I hadn't even noticed when I first arrived because Mitsu was lying on the same bed tied up and looking so terrified and confused...

I checked to see if the woman was still breathing and she surprisingly was, despite obviously suffering a huge amount of blood loss.

What kind of piece of shit tortures someone like this? It was obvious the woman had probably gone through hell at the hands of whoever had captured her.

I healed her external injuries and teleported her to a bed in an ER of the nearest hospital after which I immediately went back to investigate further.

The room reeked of something I couldn't quite put my figure out.

It was a demon scent for sure but it was all wrong, mixed with something repulsive that made it impossible for me to track.

I sniffed the fabric that was binding my princess's hands just a few minutes ago and scowled.

It had the same disgusting scent, but the undertone of another was slightly stronger than the rest of the room.

It had to have been Dante, who else is after Mitsu?

Although, Mitsu would have remembered him. She said it was just some random demon so maybe she's right?

But why would any random demon target a marked human unless they had a death wish? Going after a marked human means certain death for lowly demons.

Maybe it was a very drunk demon who was also high off his rocker on drugs... nothing makes sense because of this stupid fucking smell.

Fuck, if only Lucifer hadn't been here tonight. Why today, out of all nights, did he want to drink with me? Something's very wrong here, the dots are connecting and not connecting at the same time.

I could have lost her today.

What if I never got to see her again? Her rosy cheeks as she blushed, her silky hair as it lay sprawled around her while I had her pinned to the bed, her wide thoughtful brown eyes, those little sounds she makes when I please her...

What if I never got to feel the way she makes me feel again?

Fuck, I would have ripped everyone limb from limb if anything had happened to her. I need to keep her safe, keep her somewhere where I'll always know she's fine.

Teleporting back to Mitsu's room, I saw her sleeping peacefully in her bed and smiled.

She looks just like a doll when she sleeps.

But dolls are fragile,

And I need to protect her so nothing will ever try to harm her again.

°°°

Mitsu's POV:

I woke up with a groan.

My eyes opened to see my room covered in darkness and I sat up with a gasp, looking around wildly.

I remembered being attacked in a dark room but at the same time, I couldn't recall anything specific about it.

I reached over to my bedside table and turned on my lamp.

My eyebrows furrowed in confusion as I looked around.

All my furniture, well whatever little furniture I had, was here but the room was different, bigger and wider with a high ceiling and white walls.