Angel Dust's presence in the studio was a testament to his relentless pursuit of perfection in his craft, despite the toll it took on his well-being. Each weary step he took echoed the weight of his exhaustion, a burden he carried from countless sleepless nights plagued by haunting nightmares.
The faint aroma of alcohol and cigarettes surrounded him like a protective cloak, shielding him from the harsh realities he faced. His refusal to confront his own reflection spoke volumes of the inner turmoil he battled daily, unable to reconcile the image staring back at him with the vibrant persona he projected to the world.
In the dim light of the studio, his slender figure seemed to fade into the shadows, a stark reminder of the toll his relentless dedication had taken on his physical form. Yet, despite the darkness that threatened to consume him, he pressed on, driven by a passion that transcended his own pain.
As Angel Dust continued to toil away in the studio, his exhaustion deepened, weighing heavily on his fragile frame. The flickering lights cast eerie shadows, mirroring the turmoil within his soul. With each passing moment, the lines between reality and the nightmares that haunted him blurred, leaving him teetering on the edge of sanity.
"I can't do this anymore why can't I just end this pain" he said holding onto his head crying into his hands as he saw Valentino walk up to him and slapped him across the and threw him on the floor and kicked him as well
"angelcakes what's with the crying huh you should be working instead of being a whiny bitch while at work you understand that you make me money or did you forget that you work for me that's just how it goes" Valentino laid him on the bed and started undressing himself and angel and got on the bed
"Val please no I don't want to please I really can't handle it anymore not today please!" Angel begged but was gagged with a ball gag he squirmed around but was pinned down and he couldn't get up as tears filled his eyes as he knew what was coming as he was bracing himself for what was about to happen as he was flipped over and his hands were tied behind him
as Valentino forced himself inside of angel his movements were fast and hard and really painful "this is your punishment for not listening you stupid whore" he says as he pushes his head down on the bed and slapped him leaving a red handprint on angels face and everywhere else on his body Val just sat there smiling at angels pain
angel was crying and screaming in pain as he just took what he was being given since he couldn't get out of the ties angel looked at Val as his legs were shaking due to how much forced he was Being put through he felt like he was a toy to be used
His gaze fell upon Val, the only beacon of light in the darkness that threatened to engulf him. Yet, even their presence offered little solace in the face of the relentless onslaught he endured. His legs trembled beneath him, a stark reminder of the weight of his suffering, the pain gnawing away at his very essence.
In that moment of vulnerability, Angel Dust felt nothing but a hollow emptiness, as if he were nothing more than a puppet dancing to someone else's tune. The echoes of his screams reverberated through the studio, a haunting melody of anguish and despair.
"your nothing but a little slut huh you make me sick" says as he punches him in the face he got up started to spank his ass hard as he could and it was turning beet red "this will teach you to not mess up the shoot!" he screamed at him and spanked him one last time he untied angel and took the gag out of his mouth "get dressed and leave for the night tomorrow you better get shit right!"
angel nodded as he got dressed and basically limped outside of the studio and was crying and whimpering as he was shaking in the legs not knowing what he did to deserve any of this he left the studio and started heading back to the hotel as he was crying and just couldn't help but try and hide it from anyone he didn't want anyone to know what he was being put through
Angel headed to the good ol vending machine and grabbed some cocaine and hid it in his jacket he got to the hotel and walked past everyone and grabbed a bottle of liquor and went to his room he started to use the cocaine and drink the liquor all he could think about what had happened in that studio
"Will I ever get out of this stupid endless loop I'm tired of all of this shit!" angel screams as tear streamed down his face he kept drinking and smoking as he was feeling numb to everything the voices in his head starting to go quiet he felt better for the time being he laid in bed as he fell asleep holding fat nuggets and laid there the whole night
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Randomthis is my first angst story it contains very triggering topics and if you can't handle it I wouldn't recommend reading it