I don’t know how long I have been locked away in Sammael’s chambers. I’ve lost all sense of time passing since those first few days. My existence has become a blur of punishment and pleasure.
He is the centre of my universe, providing for my needs and taking from me as he pleases. Pain, Tears, Blood, Pleasure, Kisses, breaking me over and over again then putting my back together.
I had long stopped thinking of ways to escape or hoping that someone would come to help me.
My father believes I will be topside and out of contact for years, he wouldn’t even think there is anything amiss for a long time. Besides his wrath would be worse than Sammael’s everyone knows he has gone unchallenged as the ruler of Hell for a good reason. Though at this point I don’t know how my father could break
