The first night

A breath in, a breath out. Taylor's eyes wouldn't shut. A panic rushed through him. Where am I was the only thought that was going through his head. He tilted his head up, the floruesent lights made him hiss as he turned his head down quickly, shaking it from side to side. "N-no," he mumbled, the words coming out as scared stutters. He heard the door unlock at the front of the room, in walked three man. Two looked no older then thirty. One looked like he was in his late fourties. Panic ran through him as he tried to move, but the chemicals that were put into his body made it so his muscles were relaxed. "Like the new prize?" the blonde haired, older man asked, a sinister smirk on his pale face. There was something different about him though. His eyes were black. Taylor knew that the man was a demon, and he had fallen for their trap. "Yes, I love him," a brown haired man stepped forward, he looked around 28 or 29. "I thought you would, Asmodeus," Taylor froze. The demon of lust, he was captured by the demon of lust. "I'll leave you two alone now," the two men left Asmodeus alone with Taylor. "P-please," Taylor cried out. A chuckle escaped the man's lips. "Poor little boy, thinking that I might let him go. Oh, kitten, you are mine now. All mine, I see you'lll be needing a lot of punishment, don't worry, you'll get all that you ask for precious," Taylor felt his body gain strength again and he started to thrash in the chair.