When Angels Deserve to Die

Foreplay

Key Three: Foreplay:

He's still hard. The drugs should start to kick in about now. Right now, he lay there on her bed like cooked meat. Allen wasn't going to fight back. She was going to melt his mind for good. Road leaned down and kissed her pet on the cheek.

"How does it feel, pet?" she whispered. "Do you like to lose all control? Do you like being the puppet? Do you like to be my slave?"

Her words floated through his ears. She was on a mission to ruin him. This was now the home stretch. She's probably inventing new ways to violate him. This was just a game to her. If she could, she would eat his body. (We'll get into that later.)

Road ran a finger up his chest. She could feel his heart pounding wildly. The monster giggled to herself. She could only picture what was going on in her pet's head. Aizen must have found a way to latch onto his brain by now. And then what? Road had so many questions.

Her fingers trailed down his stomach. His body jumped involuntarily. Hm... The angel wasn't completely back. He might be able to react to stimulation. But Road wanted him to really feel it. How long had it been? She looked deep into his eyes. A little bit of life sparked inside. The monster leaned in next to his ear.

"I know you can hear me in there," she said. "You can't hide from me." Road licked up his tears. The faint salty taste made her shiver. His blood tasted better. Just a few more seconds. Road climbed on top of him. She never got tired of this. Only, the climax wasn't going to matter. This was just step one.

He can feel all of it. There was no question about that. Road loved to pound on him. His cock was her drug of choice. When it got to this part, Allen didn't know where his sanity ended and the control began. Was this the drugs doing? Or was this...

The soft moans from his lips wouldn't let him think. He was starting to resurface again. Not all of him, however. The angel couldn't form words with his head. He could see Road and that hungry expression on her face. She was about to open her mouth and devour him. (We will get into that later.) Those violent hands had choked him as she rode him before. This was a game for her. She loved to see his tongue lulled out to the side as he gasped for air. There was nothing he could do to stop her. Kind of hard to do so when you are bound to a bed for hours at a time.

Road reached down and slapped Allen across the face. She wasn't going to let him disassociate this time.

"Stay with me!"

What could he do? He had no choice but to obey. She stripped away his free will. Well, most of it anyway. Road could snap his neck if she wanted to. Snap his neck so tenderly. He was at her mercy after all. She threw back her head and moaned.

Her fingers ran along his cheek. The angel went stiff.

No... Please don't...

He can't say that. For one, he is still gagged. For another, he couldn't get it out of his mouth if he tried. The word was on his tongue. But he just couldn't get it out. Another tear streamed down his cheek.

How did this happen? His mistress took her time with breaking him down. And she wasn't finished either.

What happened after this? Once he was broken, what next? What would she do with him after this? There would be nothing left to break. Despite that, Allen knew she wasn't done with him. Road was never going to let him go.

Allen felt his nuts tense up. There was that old feeling of release coming. The climax was building up brick by brick. Here it was. This was supposed to be the moment of release. The angel could feel it in his groin. His breath caught in his throat. Road looked down, smirking at him. Uh oh. Was she going to commit to her latest plan? He should've known.

Oh no. Here it comes.

Allen shut his eyes.

But then... nothing happened.

The angel ripped open his eyes. The pressure kept breathing in his loins. There was the pressure but it didn't have anywhere to go. Allen began to panic. It didn't help that Road was starting to slow down. The devilish smirk was like sticking an ice pick into his chest.

"You know what you need to say," she said. The angel quickly shook his head. His mistress raised her eyebrow.

"No?" she asked. Allen's eyes went blank again. The monster rolled her eyes. Of course it wasn't going to be that easy. He just kept fighting. Such a naughty brat. Road stopped moving altogether.

"Fine," she said. "No submission, no release."

No. Don't do this.

What was he thinking? This wasn't him. This wasn't him at all. Somehow that didn't sound so convincing anymore. Why did he try to tell himself that? He began to feel cold when she slid off of him. The angel whimpered in his gag. He stared at her with big eyes. Road patted him on the head.

"There, there." She shushed him as she stroked his hair. The monster smirked at him.

"You brought this on yourself. You could've just given in." She frowned when he shook his head. Road clicked her tongue. She slapped him in the face. Allen froze. Road had an angry, demonic look on her face. The angel stared up at her. His heart pounded against his chest. His mistress giggled. She leaned down to his ear and whispered one more thing that made him shiver.

"Don't be afraid. This is the good part."