just a warning this first chapter is to showcase the type of abuse and life that Akuma has been living as a slave demon to humans. so there is a lot of cruelty in it. it gets lighter after this one.

...blue exorcist...

The cages rattled around him. they always do. He watches on.

They cried to him, begged for him in their pain, their fear. He watches on.

They roared in anger as he was tortured, broken, soulless. He watches on

This cycle has repeated, for days, months, years...ages? he doesn't know, he was a dog. A slave trained to please his human masters.

His body, it was a joke. He was owned, and has been owned for as long as he could remember. He couldn't fight back...or maybe he simply wouldn't fight back he could not decide. Their was no reason too, he was nothing but a slave and could not think of any day he wasn't. he didn't know what freedom felt like, the only thing his body and mind knew now was the collar around his neck digging into his scarred flesh with inward teeth giving him a constant reminder of his pet status.

Humans used him, his retainers renting him out as the product he was. He learned to please and warship them, familiarize himself to their wants and needs. He was trained, trained until it was all he knew.

A sharp pain brought him out of his reflection. his leash was tugged letting the teeth dig into the skin around his neck to guide him. Crawling alongside his retainer naked, tail bound in bright leather creaking as it dragged behind him allowing his leash to guide him without raising his head. Stopping in a familiar room his leash was lifted, the trained signal to sit. Sitting back on his haunches he hugged his arms to his chest hands pointed down like a dog begging for a treat, and gave a quiet whine.

"good dog, Akuma. now go, greet your master"

He obeyed his command without thought or contest. His limbs creaked as he crawled along the floor almost mechanically, like he does each time, tamed and molded to please his masters. he reached his masters leg and felt a hand run through his hair. His body shivered under the touch as the hand found its way down his exposed spine feeling each vertebrae.

Demons were better weak and starved, easier to handle he guessed.

He licked at his masters shoes tasting nothing but ash as his master prolonged the touch of his bony back. He lifted his head just enough to lick at the masters arm nuzzling it slightly, looking up with lifeless eyes into the hunger grizzled face of his latest master, he smiled cruelly before exposing himself. He knew his role. without a thought his mouth engulfed the large meat presented to him, not daring to touch it with his fangs. his retainers ripped them out several times last time he failed to do as commanded. but that was a long time ago, now he was an expert.

He cleaned it, pleased it, pleased his master. masterfully massaging it with his tongue until he was swallowing the entire length. his throat tightened as fluid chocked him and threatened to suffocate him. Finger nails dug into his back and he shut his eyes as his master released his seed down his throat forcing him to drink it before being forced to lay his cheek against the mans thigh wheezing lightly.

"what a vile creature you are, who's the vile little demon?"

He barked softly rubbing himself on the smooth fabric of his unzipped pants. a pair of claps made him raise his head that same smile meeting him, his leash was pulled hard making him tumble back onto the floor. He gasped in pain huddling in a cower as his retainer stood over him.

He was pulled onto his side harshly heavy chains attached to the rusted silver shackles on his wrists and collar being tugged to make sure they were tightly secured. He looked at them lifelessly knowing what came next, a loud creak caused a bar to hang inches from his head. A Mask was forced over his head ignoring the tug on his horns as it was tightly zipped to his skin leaving no room to breath, his mouth zipped shut leaving his only source of air through his nostrils. He was blind, and mute.

The slave let his retainer lift him by the neck chain until he was on his knees cold bar across his shoulders. The chains were tightly bound to the metal spreading his arms as far out, another loud creak and he was hoisted up inch by inch sending sharp pain through his shoulders and spine until his legs dangled a few foot or so off the floor.

His head was kept facing forward by the tightly pulled collar teeth causing trails of blood to escape, a few claps made him let out a small whimper.
"there we are, exactly how it should be you beast. Bound before god, crucified for your damned existence. What a beautiful set piece you would make in my collection." a cigar was burned into his quivering abdomen, a weak wheezy breath escaped as he heard movement around him.

"Leave us" his master commanded.

"As you wish, esteemed master the tools you asked for are in their place. Punish him to your leisure"

He whimpered nervously as his retainer left the loud steel door shutting him in with yet another sadistic master, tail curling up around his waist. He felt His master watching him with what must be disgust poking his bruised scared body with the handle to the whip hard enough it made him swing like a pinata, He waited for his punishment to begin.

For He was a demon, an evil being. A slave, he deserved this for existing.

And They were humans, his masters to carry out gods will to punish his kind.

His mind grew blank as he was swung about like a piece of meat, his master laughing with every painful twitch or grunt he received before it suddenly stopped. He wanted to turned his head listening desperately for the cruel man, but his old hearing failed to warn him.

A sharp sting crossed his chest to his shoulder. He gasped in pain as the holy water soaked leather left a red welt across his body, another following, then another. The chains jangled loudly as he was assaulted by the sadistic man. Time seemed to become unimportant as it went on, only stopping when his master was left heaving for breath. He shivered limply, pain encompassing his entire body.

"What beauty you are becoming, this is where you belong. Strung up, ready for righteous punishment. A punishment i will bestow upon this unclean body"

The man whispered darkly as he felt down his blood body, tracing several open lashes as he pet him. His legs were spread apart and he knew what came next, his masters favorite punishment. He felt sharp pain shoot up the base of his spine and his back arched a long guttural whine escaping his throat. Every cruel thrust was more intense then the last sending waves of white agony through his pelvis, all the while he felt nails claw into his legs as they were held apart nearly pulled out of their joints.

"tainted, that's what you are. A disgusting tainted being." he heard the taunts through his pain, pulling him down causing the chains to nearly strangle him. He begged for it, please, let this man go to far and kill him. Release him from his torment.

But no freedom came as the man released into his swollen intestines after so many times before, when finally his master was done he was left hanging limp numb to the warm fluids leaking down his bruised legs.

A long silence was held as he hung body quivering with exhaustion and fear. A heavy clang however left him hanging in a lone room, his master finished with his toy. He doesn't know how long he hung shoulders strained, every tired heave of air harder then the last.

the creak of chains released and he crumpled to the ground releasing a sharp grunt, his unfeeling hands were unchained and his neck released from the iron bar. his side was roughly pat agitating the open wounds covering him before a it was brought to his mouth unzipping in. He took a gasp of breath heaving for air.

"good dog" His retainer commented without emotion before his hearing was muffled. The chain attached to his neck pulled his broken body across the cold floor without a care as he was dragged back to his cage. he was pushed against the jagged stone floor , an injection forcing itself into his neck. He whimpered tiredly unable, and unwilling to fight the abuse.

Thrown into his cell, he hit the cement floor in a mass of limbs before a bucket of cold water was thrown over him. Shivered trying to reorient himself he felt heat spread from the shot and soon found himself panting licking at the water that glistened across his pale flesh.

A sharp knee found its way into his back and his arms were pulled back so far the threatened to pull from their sockets tied in a leather harness, his legs following a similar fate before he was forced to sit on his knees and his collars chain was strung up just enough that it hurt to sit back forcing pressure in his destroyed pelvis forcing his unused legs to hold his broken body up.

left in his prison as poison ran through his system, he panted tiredly. Another day of the slaves life over.

...Blue Exorcist...

He doesn't know how long it's been only that his body was on fire, too weak to hold himself and let the teeth of the collar bite his neck. He panted wildly, willing his body to cool down to no avail, and was acutely aware of foam escaping the corner of his mouth.

He wanted to die, please just let his broken body fail.

he let out a weak moan as something suddenly released his arms falling limp unfeeling to his sides and something was wrapped around his bare body he fell back into a gentle cradle, a plastic bit was brought to his mouth before water poured down his throat slowly. Without hesitation he drank at it weakly uncaring if it was holy water or not, he was so thirsty.

"shh, that's it, big guy"

He flinched suddenly aware he could hear again, there was an alarm blaring nearly deafening him. He squeezed his eyes shut and covered his ears, the heat in his body caused rampaging unabated. Water was poured over his face and chest before whatever was around him was put over his head and arms hugged his thin frame rubbing circles over his back.

"It's OK, we're not going to hurt you" The voice...was strange, gentle even.

He focused on it when he suddenly felt something pushed against his nose and mouth. He gagged for a moment before he slowly fell limp against whatever held him. he shut his eyes rolling back, hoping for the end.

"your safe now, rest. we're going to get you out of this hell hole"

it was the last thing he heard before unconsciousness overtook him.