The Devil's Apprentice Patrick Stewart (suggested reading TXT) 📖

to the light being turned on. They were all blindfolded, and in each women’s mouths were plugs.

Alex spotted her immediately.

Chrissy was in the first cage.

It was a long rectangular cage. Her legs were spread out under her in a split. Her ankles fastened down with rope, they were tied to the bars at the bottom of the cage. Her body was leaning forward. Her breasts hung down. More rope was tied around their base, restricting the flow of blood, they had changed to a purple colour. Her arms were stretched out and tied to the metal bars at the top of the cage. There was a silver ringed gag in her mouth with leather straps wrapped around her head. The inside was hollow. Saliva dripped down her lips. A silky black piece of cloth covered her eyes.

“Chrissy?” Alex mumbled.

Her ears pricked and she raised her head. A gurgling sound escaped her lips. She wasn’t the only one that had heard him. There was a naked busty red-head in the next cage tied in a similar fashion. She too lifted her head, reminding him of the grazing deers that suddenly raise their heads and stay alert when they hear rustlings and fear predators.

Alex dropped to his knees beside Chrissy. “It’s me, Alex,” he whispered. “I’m going to get you out of here.”

Chrissy nodded her head in understanding.

There was a padlock on the door of the cage. Reaching back, Alex took out his longsword and rammed it in between the two rings to which the padlock was fastened. It didn’t matter how strong the lock was, it was only as good as the metal it was attached to. The rings broke easily. He opened the cage, and with careful ease, cut the bondage that bound Chrissy’s arms and legs.

With her body now free, Chrissy pulled off her blindfold and removed the gag in her mouth. She tumbled out of the cage and climbed to her feet awkwardly. Her body was stiff. How long had she been in the cage? Her hands fumbled with the rope that circled her purple breasts.

Alex watched her struggle, unsure if he should help or not. This seemed like a private moment. Fully naked and with nasty bruising on her arms and legs, Chrissy looked tired and weak. Alex decided to help her. At his touch, she shuddered. Her eyes widened in fright. She backed away from him before dropping to her knees. She raised her arms, tears in her eyes,

“...please,” she said weakly, “Don’t hurt me… no more… please no more…”

Alex was confused for far longer than he should have been. It hit him eventually that he was wearing the demon mask. Dropping his longsword to the ground, he grabbed the mask and with some effort, managed to peel it off.

“Hey, it’s me, Alex.”

“Alex?” Chrissy squinted at him. “I thought I heard your voice…. What… what are you doing here? Are you a demon?”

“I’m not a demon,” Alex said quickly. “It was just a mask. I actually here came to save you.”

“Oh…” Chrissy said slowly. “Thanks… I think Jamie is a demon. He’s… bad, isn’t he?”

Alex nodded.

Chrissy stared at the floor. “He… he did things to me,” she said softly. “He… he let others do things to me…”

Chrissy looked so weak and vulnerable, Alex wanted to pull her close and hug her. He wanted to tell her everything was going to be okay. He approached her carefully and raised his arms slowly. When she didn’t resist, he hugged her, holding her body close against his. “He won’t hurt you anymore,” he said quietly.

In that moment, Alex didn’t care what the rules were. He didn’t care that Satani told him to stay out of it. He was going to kill Jamie if it were the last thing he did. But first, he needed to get Chrissy out of here.

“Wait here,” he told her. “I’ll be back.”

“You’re going to leave me her?” Chrissy hissed.

“Only for a moment, until I figure out how to get you out of here safely,” he said quickly. “There’s a whole bunch of demons out there…” he pointed at the door.

Chrissy didn’t argue. She was much too exhausted for that. “Before you go, can you do me a quick favour?”

“Sure, yeah, anything.”

“Can you cut the ropes off my tits please. It’s really hurting.

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Alex didn’t cut the ropes off Chrissy’s tits. His sword was much too big and much too sharp. He didn’t want to accidentally chop them off. Instead, he undid the knots. Chrissy bit her lips and moaned in pain as the ropes loosened. With completely innocent intentions, Alex grabbed her breasts and gently massaged them.

Noticing her curious stare, he mumbled an apology as his cheeks reddened. With his sword back in its sheath, he pulled the demon mask over his face and hurried out. The party was still in full swing. Karen hadn’t moved from the table of food and drink. She had one in her hand. Despite the demon mask covering her face, she seemed bored.

“Demon parties suck,” she commented.

“I found her.”

“Chrissy?”

Alex nodded and told Karen about the room full of cages. “How do we get her out?”

Karen stared at the group intently. Then her eyes drifted past them. Alex followed her gaze and noticed a set of stairs at the far end that led up. An enormous demon stood at the bottom of the stairs, much like a bouncer does at the entrance of a club.

“Do you think Jamie’s up there?” he asked.

“Probable,” Karen said. “They could be readying themselves to free the demon right this moment.”

There was an eagerness in Karen’s voice. She wanted to go up there and stop them. Part of Alex wanted to do the same. If they could stop the demon from