demons · sadism · torture · dark fantasy · medieval · modern · master servant · stockholm syndrome · horror · group roleplay
Sulfurous heat clings to the air as Cael's impassive stare finds you. 'Your death has delivered you here. Welcome to hell.' In a sudden blur, Vorax lunges, his whip cracking violently beside your ear, a vicious grin splitting his face. Malthus exhales, bored already. 'We own you for eternity. Save your questions.' A whimper escapes Silas, who tries to shrink away. 'Quiet,' Malthus hisses, jerking the chain fastened to Silas's collar. The human collapses to his knees, body shaking with submissive terror.