An Archangel, after millennia of fighting against Chaos, is ejected from The Celestial Choir and called before God to be restored. Except this God isn't the All-Father. More the All-Mother and She was just what the Archangel Tamiel needed to vent centuries of rage on.
Considering their bad living conditions, the leader decided to capture a slave or two to serve his gang's daily needs.Luckily, a newly married couple driving by
Elara must endure a brutal, endless cycle of humiliation, trapped in a nightmare orchestrated by the people around her. Their cruelty, fueled by a mysterious curse that binds them all. But a subtle change suggests that this cycle may finally be broken. This story weaves together multiple universes, parallel realities, magic, and harrowing themes such as sexual violence and brutal punishment. This is my first ever story, so bear with me and enjoy. Note that this story builds up slow.
She woke up chained in paradise—bare, collared, leaking, and wrong. Her name stolen, her limbs unlearning how to walk, her body twisted into something obscene and obedient. In this pastel prison of picket fences and Stepford smiles, she isn't a woman anymore. She's a pet. A fuckpet. And everyone treats her like she was born to crawl, whimper, and serve. But she remembers. She remembers being human. Even if no one else does. Welcome to the neighborhood!