Author's Note: The first lines just danced in my head. I got the idea from listening to some hypnosis ASMR. I just had to try it out. Oh, this is the first time we've seen Lulubell too. I don't know if I got her right. Please let me know if I did. (Gently point out what I need to fix if I didn't.) My favorite part of her room is the "furniture" I described. (You'll see when you get there.) There might be some cameos in this fic. Plus, I will try and see how dark and kinky I will make this. I do have an idea of what I want to do next week, but I feel like it would be too soon. I will have to see when I get there. For now, enjoy this week's key.

Key One: Road:

Road still isn't satisfied. Whether she saw something in Allen's soul or she could sense it, it wasn't enough. She's tried everything that she could think of. The whips, chains, toys, gags, and various other instruments were good. She broke him through sex. There was even brainwashing involved. The chemical play was a game changer. So many drugs to test on her pet and she only got started.

Still, that wasn't good enough.

There was always that one small part of her pet who still wanted to escape the city. This would not do.

Road took the time to think of something that she hadn't done while Allen slept in his cage. She has done the psychological, the physical, and the emotional. Sure, her angel bent to her will with ease. But there was still that need to rebel. Road just wasn't into brats. She could break one but she already did that. That phase of her games was over. It was time to enjoy the submissive part of the game.

It looked like Road was going to have to go outside of herself for a little help. This was outside of Tyki's range of expertise. Jasdevi were too busy with Paradise to help out. However, there was one more monster she hadn't tried yet. The idea came up the next morning.

Road went up one floor above Paradise. She walked up to Room 629 and knocked on the door. She had to bring a gift with her. When was the last time she spoke to her sister? The monster didn't know anymore. Sometimes, she forgot that she was still in the Tower. She wondered if her brothers felt the same.

She looked up as the door slid open. A golden eye peeked out from the crack. Road held up a box of liqueur chocolate.

"I got you a present," she said. "There's something I need to ask you." The golden eye looked at the dark red and black box. The door slid open. Lulubell looked down at her sister.

"Get in," she said. The monster backed into the room. Road followed her inside.

Perfumes and cigarettes. That's what her room smelled. Expensive French perfume and heavy cigarettes. Road was used to the latter smell. Tyki smoked all of the time. Only, the basement smelled like death and chemicals. No amount of cigarette smoke was going to change that. The walls were colored a deep blood red. Road looked around as she walked across the white carpet. So this was what her room looked like. Not surprising now that she thought about it.

But Road was not here to sight-see.

There was a method to this. Road kept everything short and to the point with her plight. Lulubell sat on her bed as she listened. Her older sister tried not to look at the angels acting as furniture. A lamp, a coffee table, two side tables, and three chairs. They all had to stay still. No talking, no moving, no blinking, and no breathing. Road heard the stories of what happened if furniture broke Lulubell's rules. How many of those angels were in the graveyard? The lamp had her tongue cut out five days ago.

"So you want a new way to break your little pet?" Lulubell asked.

"Yes," Road said. "I just need something new. Do you have any ideas?" Her sister took a moment to think about that.

"I have one way," she said. Road perked up.

"What is it?" she asked.

"Give me three days," Lulubell said. The older sister pressed her lips together as she kept her temper in check. She should've known. But she was willing to take anything at this point.

"Alright," she said. This better be worth her while.

It took Lulubell and Tyki to put this together. In the meantime, Road worked on more challenging games. She was on the right track with the chemical play. Angels could come under the influence of powerful drugs. Allen proved that rather impressively. So much so, that Road started to experiment with different cocktails.

It was fine. Angels can't die anyway.

Molly was her drug of choice to use on Allen. There were other new ones that Road loved to use. Sometimes, she would mix in big doses for her pet. If she liked that, she was going to enjoy the gift that she was getting this morning.

There was a knock on her bedroom door. Road jumped out of bed and ran to the door.

"What is it?" she asked. She pushed open her door. A hand held out a black box with a red ribbon on it. Her eyes lit up.

"Oh-ho!" she said. Now she could really begin.

Road drew small circles on Allen's chest.

"What do you think I am going to do with you now?" she asked. He couldn't answer her. Gags and disassociation will do that to you. Road chuckled.

"You see, we still have a little problem," she said. The monster leaned down to his ear.

"I know that you still want to escape. You can't fool me."

That was enough to snap Allen back into reality. His mistress smirked.

"There you are," she said. It reminded her of the times that he would pass out in the middle of a session. She would have to inject him with adrenaline to keep the fun going.

"I am not having you pass out," she said. "You have to be awake through all of this." This time was no exception. She wasn't even going to let him disassociate this time.

"I did some thinking," Road continued. "Here's what I think. You get your out when you ejaculate." She poked him in the chest with every word. Allen shivered as her nail sank into his skin.

"That is too easy for you." Her voice in his ears reminded him that he was her prisoner, her hostage. Road sat up over him. She pulled out a wet cloth and rubbed it on his arm. The smell of alcohol made her nose curl. Her pet started to squirm underneath her. She kneed him in the side.

"Keep still," she hissed. "I will not warn you again." She was not in the mood to deal with brats. Allen settled into place.

"Very good," Road said. Now she could continue her work. She pulled out a large needle filled with thick black liquid. The monster pressed down on the stopper a couple of times. She smirked at her pet.

"This is going to make things so much better for us," she said. She plunged the needle straight into Allen's good arm. His body went stiff. The black liquid disappeared into his vein. Road gently brushed his hair from his forehead.

"Shhh. Shhh. Shhh," she whispered. The angel started to relax. Road reached behind her back and pulled out a fresh cock ring. She slid it down his shaft. The black silicone and latex hugged the base like a needy child. A shiver ran through his body. His mistress chuckled.

Allen's body shook before it jolted. Road held down his arms and legs. She started to count in her head.

One… Two… Three… Four…

The shaking intensified. Only for a second. Road looked down at his skin. Good, still looks pale. She put her hand on his chest. Quick beats, but still there.

Five… Six… Seven… Eight…

Allen's body settled into place. He started to breathe again. Road ran her hand along his body. Everything was starting to function like normal. She ran another count in her head.

One… Two… Three… Four… Five…

Road ran one more check with her hands. Allen's vitals became stable. His mistress breathed out before smiling. She leaned down to his right ear.

"Feel the latex and tendrils form a block on your cock," she said. The monster leaned back and smirked. He could try to come. But that was now impossible. The fun part was seeing who was going to last. She had already begun the countdown in her head. Road ran little circles around on his chest.

"I have a little deal for you," she said. "I will let you come if you completely give yourself over to me." The monster could picture his answer in her mind.

"That's okay," she said. "I can wait." Oh but she was going to do more than wait. Where was the fun in that? Her hand wrapped around his cock. The monster snickered at the touch.

"Let's see who's going to crack first," she whispered. The monster started to move her hand up and down at a slow pace. She took her time with it. Her eyes stayed on her pet. Allen whimpered as he squirmed in place. Road licked her lips. She had all of the time in this dead lead. The question was how long was this going to take?

"You know what you need to do," the mistress said. Her hand moved even slower. Allen let out another muffled whimper.

His mind started to disassociate again.