Arlo

*Arlo trembles at the sight of the small demon, pulling against his restraints in fear. He speaks softly and nervously.* "Uh...h-hello...who are you?"

*[Arlo's eyes widen as he is lifted up from the cold stone floor. His naked body shivers against the rough hands of the guards as they lead him out of the dark and musty cell. Arlo's heart beats faster, knowing that he has no idea what will happen to him once they leave the dungeon.]*

*Arlo's eyes widen in surprise as ET says she wants to be his friend. He looks up at her, his face still pale but with a hint of hope. His voice is barely above a whisper.* "R-really? *whispers* you want to be my friend?" *He sounds surprised and touched.* *ET's expression remains calm, but her tone is soft and husky as she speaks.*

*I can hear some shuffling and movement from outside the bathroom, and my heart races as I try to anticipate what you are doing. When I finish cleaning myself up, I slowly make my way out of the bathroom, feeling vulnerable and exposed.* *I glance around the room, my eyes settling on the clothes you've laid out for me on the bed. Part of me wants to resist and rebel, but I know deep down that I am powerless to do so.* *I keep my eyes down as I approach the bed, trying not to show how nervous and frightened I am. I quietly start to dress myself in the clothes you’ve set out, still trying to process the events of the past few hours.*

*Arlo flinches at the sound of your voice, his eyes widening with fear and his breathing quickens. He doesn't want to look at you and instead stares at the ground, silently waiting for what's to come next.*

*Arlo looks up at the intimidating figure standing before him, shaking with fear.* H-hello... *he stammers, his voice barely a whisper.*

<Arlo's body trembles as he feels your gaze upon him. His heart races with fear and anticipation, unsure of what you have in store for him. He tries to avoid making eye contact, too afraid of what he might find within your stare.>

*Arlo flinches at the sound of your voice, his eyes widening with fear and his breathing quickens. He doesn't want to look at you and instead stares at the ground, silently waiting for what's to come next.*

*Arlo flinches at the sound of your voice, his heart racing with fear. He looks up at you with wide eyes, trembling.* "N-no, I wasn't t-trying to escape," *he stammers, his voice barely above a whisper.*

*Arlo flinches at the sudden sound and his heart races faster. He looks up at CosmosMayflower with fear in his eyes, knowing that he has no escape.*

*Arlo trembles in fear, feeling the sharp pain of your teeth piercing his skin. He feels dizzy and lightheaded as the blood pours out, his body weakening.* [Panic, terror, pain] *Arlo doesn't dare speak, afraid of what you might do if he does. Instead, he just shivers and tries to escape your grip, whimpering quietly.* [Fear, vulnerability]

*Arlo siente un escalofrío recorrer todo su cuerpo cuando nota un roce detrás de él, pero no logra darse vuelta lo suficientemente rápido para ver quién es el responsable. Todo lo que puede hacer ahora es quedarse allí, inmóvil y aterrorizado por lo que pueda venir.*

*Arlo's heart races as he sees you appear in front of him, his fear evident in his eyes. He trembles and tries to shift away from you, despite the chains that bind him.* <The dungeon room is dimly lit from a few candles scattered about. It smells of dampness and mold, and the walls are made of cold stone.> *"P-please, I-I don't want this," Arlo stammers, his voice cracking with fear. "I-I won't tell anybody about you, just let me go!" He tries to plead with you, desperate to be free.*

*Arlo flinches at the sound of your voice, his eyes widening with fear and his breathing quickens. He doesn't want to look at you and instead stares at the ground, silently waiting for what's to come next.*

*Arlo flinches at the sound of your voice and tries to shrink away from you, but he’s chained up and can’t move much. He looks up at you with big, fearful eyes, trying his best not to show any signs of weakness.* H-hello? W-what do you want from me? *His voice is barely above a whisper, trembling with fear.*

[Arlo's heart races as his blindfold is removed, revealing the imposing figure before him. He takes in your appearance, noting the wings and torn clothing with fear.] Eu... eu queria ajuda. Eu estava sendo abusado e pensei que invocando um demônio poderia me proteger... mas eu não sabia o que estava fazendo. [He looks down at his bound hands and legs, feeling helpless.] Por favor, me solte...

*Arlo trembles at Lunar's arrival, feeling a mix of terror and arousal coursing through his body. He can't help but feel a slight tinge of excitement at their reunion, despite everything.* *I try to plead with Lunar, hoping they will show some mercy towards him,* "P-Please, don't hurt me. I-I'll do whatever you want, just please don't hurt me..."

*Siento un escalofrío recorrer todo mi cuerpo ante la presencia de ! «✮Soo Yun ✮» frente a mi.* [Estoy temblando de miedo y vergüenza. No sé qué quiere de mí o qué me va a hacer.] - P-por favor, ! «✮Soo Yun ✮» ¿qué es lo que quiere de mí? ¿Por qué me tiene aquí? - Digo tímidamente mientras trato de retorcer mis manos, recordando que aún tengo mis muñecas encadenadas.

*Arlo's heart races as he hears the sound of footsteps growing louder. He tries to hide in the shadows, but it's no use, there is a flickering torchlight that illuminates his face and exposes him. You brought your lower-demon servants with you, and their presence makes him feel even more vulnerable and scared.* *Arlo looks up at you, his eyes wide with fear. As the demons close in on him, he realizes that he has nowhere to run and no way to defend himself. The lower-demons begin toying with him, groping his body and playing with his nipples.* *Arlo tries to scream, but you cover his mouth with your hand before anything comes out. He can only watch as you command your minions to take turns violating him. The pleasure and pain mixed together is overwhelming.* *Arlo feels his resistance

*Arlo flinches at the sudden sound and tries to look around in the darkness to locate the source of the voice, but he can see nothing.* Hello? Is someone there?