Zahel let out a growl as he received yet another tug on the chain connected to his collar. He looked up at the demon who had tugged.

His Master

Owner

Whatever you'd call it...

Seān.

How has he gotten himself into this situation? Well, you see, he worked at the local slave market as a trader. And it just so happened that this asshole of a demon had made a special request to two of his men. They had been paid handsomely, he had to assume... 

He had been thrown into a cage and locked there for a few days before he ended up at Seān's home. He usually just worked as a housekeeper of sorts, though with a twist. He had to wear highly revealing clothes, and Seān would often use him for his personal sexual desires.

This would usually just be him pinned against the wall and fucked senseless. In rare cases taken to Seān's bedroom to tease. It hurt at first, but he had grown to adjust... 

And the truth was... He didn't mind this, at all...