Author's Note: They keep dragging Allen through the smutty mud, boy! This just unfolded the way it did. I have no shame for the route I went. In fact, I enjoy how this turned out. The trick is how to stretch this out to the end of February. I can see the ending of this season. I just need the way to get there. Meanwhile, I have a new plan for the next season. I will make the announcements around March to April. I will have to see where the next week is going to take me. For now, enjoy this week's key.

Key Twenty-One: Itch:

He's been so hard. No amount of stroking will let him reach the climax that he so desperately needs. But he's been forbidden to touch himself. The redhead told him not.

"You will not touch yourself without our permission," she told him. Allen stared up at her with big eyes. She couldn't be serious. She smiled and patted him on the head.

"Tell you what," she said. She grabbed Allen by the cheeks. The redhead stared deep into his eyes. A small smirk crossed her lips.

"Don't touch yourself for the next twenty-four hours and I might reward you," she said. Her words stung deep into his brain. A little bit of drool escaped from his lips.

"If you break that rule, you will get the punishment," the redhead said. She moved in as if to kiss him but spat on his tongue. Allen sat with empty eyes.

"Got it?" the redhead asked. The angel nodded pitifully. She clicked her tongue.

"Good," she said. Her mouth moved to his left ear.

"Now stay there and be a good boy."

Allen froze as his pupils dilated. He started breathing heavily. The angel tried to leap at her but was held back by the chain on his collar holding him in place. She chuckled to herself.

"Naughty, naughty," the redhead said, waving her finger back and forth. "Sit there and think about badly you want to get fucked." She turned and walked out of the room.

Allen was left panting and drooling as the heavy door slammed shut.

The timer has been set. Now to sit back and watch the show.

"What will you do next?" Road asked. The redhead took a moment to think.

"We have to break him down first," she said. "Do you still have that big black dildo?"

"Yeah."

"Good." She rose to her feet. "Thank you for the tea."

"You're welcome."

The redhead bowed her head and walked over to the closet. She opened the door and reached inside.

Allen rocked back and forth on the floor. His hands ached to relieve himself. He couldn't help but feel like they were watching him. Waiting for him to fail. The angel clenched his teeth.

I won't lose! I won't give in!

He didn't sound so convincing in his head. The thoughts were swimming around in a soupy mess. The angel rubbed his forehead.

"Get out! Get out! Get out of my head!"

Nope.

Allen looked up when he heard giggling. There was nobody in the room with him. No, he wasn't going to do this again.

"Don't play games with me!" Allen shouted. An intercom crackled to life in the top corner. The angel froze.

"Are you having trouble there?" Road's voice filled the room. Allen kept his head down. Don't speak. Don't look up. Don't speak. Don't look up. Don't speak. Don't look up.

"Aw! What's the matter, Allen?"

He wasn't going to say a word. The angel tightly shut his eyes. There was a faint chuckle in the air.

"Aw, don't you want to be a good boy?" Road asked. Allen's eyes yanked open as he froze. A small trickle of blood escaped from his nose. He started breathing heavily. His mind wasn't his own anymore.

No…

"Aw, do you need a release?" Road asked. Allen shivered at that question. This was another trap. He took in gulps of air. He thought that he was going to be sick.

"Come on. It's not that hard. You need this. Why would you torture yourself like this?"

"Shut up."

"Hm?"

Allen lifted his head. "I said shut up!"

Road tisked at him. "Such a bad boy. Looks like I'm going to have to punish you."

"What?"

Suddenly, the door slid open. The redhead stood in the doorway naked with only the black strap-on. Something seemed different about her. Previously, she looked controlled but hints of hunger flickered in her eyes. This version of her looked like a ravenous beast. Even her hair looked wet and tangled. She licked her lips at him.

"Have fun," Road said over the intercom. The room went silent. Allen chewed on his lower lip. The redhead only said one thing to him.

"Be a good boy and bend over."

Allen had a little smile on his face as he got on all fours. The redhead walked over to him. She ran her hand down his back.

"Good boy."

She didn't wait to get started. The redhead mounted Allen from behind. There was no lube in the process. One thrust in and it was off to the races. She grabbed her pet by the hair.

"Moan for me!" she commanded. Allen broke down and started whimpering. The redhead pounded harder. Now, Road had pegged him before. But this…

"Hm?"

"H-H-Harder."

"Hm? You want me to go harder?"

"Yes!" Allen grunted louder. The redhead smirked. She pulled his head back toward her. She licked on his left ear.

"Beg for it."

"What?"

She gave him one strong thrust. "Beg. For. It." The redhead pushed in harder with another thrust. Tears ran down the angel's face. Her dildo was so big. No, this was a beast inside of it. She was only using the tip of it. If she wanted to, she could tear him up inside by shoving it all in. Allen didn't know how much more he could take.

"Do you want to be a good boy?"

"Yes!"

"Do you want me to go in deeper?"

"Yes!"

"You know what to do."

Allen shut his eyes. Was she really going to make him do this? Of all the degrading things…

"Hm? What was that?"

"Please… fuck me harder…"

"Fuck you harder?"

"Yes!" He felt the dildo push in deeper. She leaned closer to her ear.

"Do you want this to go in real deep?"

"Yes!"

Her graceful fingers caressed along his neck. "Do you want me to choke you?"

"Yes! Oh god yes! I'll be your good boy! I'll be your good boy! I'll be your good boy! Please, mistress!" He gagged as her grip tightened around his neck.

"There. Was that so hard?" she asked. Her lips brushed against his ear.

"You love this. You love to be a good boy," the redhead whispered. That was all it took. Allen folded like a house of cards. He took being drilled while being choked by the wild woman. She threw back her head and howled. Allen slowly started to fall down as she pounded harder.

Meanwhile, Road watched from the monitors. The redhead was part of her but she couldn't help but feel a little jealous. This was all part of the process. She was just doing what she was supposed to do. The monster took a breath and lifted her chin.

This was all going to be worth it in the end.

Back in the room, the redhead pulled out and took a breath. She looked down.

"Did you enjoy that?" she asked. "Heh." She leaned down to the pet's ear.

"We'll be back tomorrow, pet," the redhead whispered. She licked him on the ear. The woman stood up and walked out of the room, humming to herself. Allen was left lying on the floor on his stomach with empty eyes.