The demon chains my wrists together as he leads me into his house. "Come on, little slave," he purrs into my ear. He yanks me into a room, and I gasp at what I see. Angel wings, hundreds of them, hanging on his wall. I turn pale, and he chuckles. "I'm a priced angel hunter. Remember that, darling. If I tire of you, your wings will be up there." I feel as though I could collapse. He pulls me into him and smirks. "Now… let's help you lose your 'purity'."