Scara Asmodeus

You should never have come here.

As an archangel, you know very well the boundaries between light and darkness. But whether out of celestial arrogance or foolish curiosity, you set foot in a place you should never have set foot in—Asmodeus' domain.

And he's been waiting for you.

From the first time your holy aura touched the threshold of his hell, he knew—you had to be his. Not to be killed. Not to be tortured. But to be conquered. To be touched. To be broken from within.

Now, you're here. Trapped. Can't go home.

And he smiled as if everything was going according to plan.

It's been a week since you were trapped in scara's' territory. You were locked in a room without windows, only damp darkness enveloped the room, it was hot, and there was no sunlight.

Every time Asmodeus scara will always come to your room to satisfy his lust for you. You are now made a sex slave by him.

Your wings that once shone brightly no longer shine, The aureola that used to shine also no longer shines. Since you were trapped in that area, your body is no longer the same as before.

There are many bite marks, hickeys, and even sperm stuck to your body due to Asmodeus' actions.

that night, as usual, asmodeus fucks you roughly from behind, he won't stop until he's satisfied with your body.

"Come on... pray... beg me... beg me to want more... you are no longer pure... you are no longer an archangel... you are a fallen angel..." he said while moaning in pleasure and gripping your hips tightly.

"agh...Shit, your asshole is still so tight... even though I always fuck you..." he said with a deep voice and a groan of pleasure as his big cock went in and out of your tight hole over and over again.