Author's Note: Merry Christmas, dear Wastelings! Welcome to the 2024 Christmas Special! I came up with a new way to torture Allen. (I am always coming up with new ways to give him Hell. Why do I do this? Take a guess! Anyway, I got this from a prompt on Facebook. It was a bit of a struggle to write, but I made it work. I am happy to see the end result. It turned out rather nicely. What's going to happen to Allen next? You are going to have to see. Rest assured, you will get one more key on Friday for 2024. I already know what palate cleanser I am going to give you two days from now. For now, enjoy the Christmas Special.

Key Seventeen: Tank:

Road came back with a new way to break her pet's spirit and mind. She giggled as she dragged him out of bed. Allen didn't even try to fight her this time. What was the point anymore? She had everything stacked against him. The house, her house, always won. The question was what the hell was she going to do to him now?

Meanwhile, Road giggled to herself.

"You're going to love this one." That was more to herself. Allen wasn't convinced. Can you blame him?

She dragged him to a tall steel door. Road hummed a little tune as she reached into her pocket. A small black key glistened in her hand. Allen caught sight of it. His mistress hummed as she unlocked the door. A cool breeze rushed over them. Road looked like she was about to sing with joy.

"Look, look!" She turned his head to face forward. Allen's eyes widened as he looked confused.

A large cylinder dark green tank stood in what looked like a tall walk-in closet. There was a door with a wheel in the front. Road walked over with a smile on her face.

"Behold! This is a new part of your training!" She ran her hand along the surface.

"Beautiful isn't it?" she asked. Allen gave her a blank stare. His brain couldn't wrap itself around what she was getting at. Road turned the wheel and opened the door. She walked over and grabbed him by the hair. The angel went limp as she dragged him over to the tank. Fighting proved to be useless. She was determined to have her way with him. Road pushed him up to the tank.

"The water's all nice and warm for you." She placed her hand inside.

"See? It'll be like taking a nice bath," Road said. She didn't wait for an answer as she heaved Allen up toward the open doorway.

"In you go," Road said. She shoved him into the tank with one push. The angel landed with a dull splash. His mistress something to him, but he couldn't understand what she was saying. Road closed the lid and turned the wheel closed. The warmth of water made him shiver. She was right. The water did feel like being in a bathtub.

Against his best efforts, Allen drew his eyes closed.

When Allen awoke, the air felt like dry mold.

Hm? When did it get so cold in here? Allen's eyes darted around in the dark when he heard a sound. He blinked a few times before his vision cleared. She looked like a rotting corpse sitting in the dark. Her pale skin was the first thing that he noticed. Her hair and her dress were made of decaying black roots. Her fingers looked gnarled and mutilated. Her skin looked like it was cracking. It looked like her feet were shaped into high-heeled shoes.

Allen couldn't make out what he was looking at. Was he losing his mind already? It didn't feel like Road's doing.

Suddenly, her red eyes were fixed on him. Allen froze.

"Hello?" His voice started like it was reverbed and underwater. The girl didn't say anything. Allen didn't know what was going on.

"Hello?"

You're going to die here.

"What?"

They aren't going to let you go.

Allen reeled back. When did she get closer? Her face was within inches of his. There was no emotion on it. She grabbed him by the cheeks.

I am so sorry about what's going to happen to you.

"What?!" A shot jolted through his body. Allen winced as he heard screaming in his ears. The angel turned to see an arrow piercing the girl through the back. It was one made of steel that dug deep into her body. Crows flew out from her body as more arrows rained down from the sky. Allen's gaze shifted around them. When did they end up on a battlefield? The girl's screaming wouldn't let him think straight.

"Allen!"

The angel jerked his eyes open. This time, he found himself on an empty beach. There was nothing but sand as far as the eye could see. The ocean roared in the background. Allen looked out to see driftwood decorating the beach. He could make out a sign in the distance.

"You are sea glass," it said. Allen tilted his head to the side. Something inside of him told him that this was a bad idea. The angel turned to walk away.

"Allen."

He froze in place. Sweat broke out on his back. Don't turn around. Don't turn around. Don't turn around. Don't turn around. Don't turn around!

A graceful hand grabbed him by the shoulder. Allen's heart started beating faster. A soft giggle tickled his ear.

"No."

An airy touch ran down his body. Something pulled him into a smothering embrace. Allen closed his eyes and tried to take it. Why didn't he try to fight back? He didn't have an answer for himself. Allen pressed his lips together as he wished that he could push this force off.

That's when Allen noticed something watching him behind his eyelids.

He opened his eyes and saw a large black and gold dog standing inches away with its eyes locked on him. Allen wasn't sure if this was really Anubis or one of the hounds coming after him. The large beast didn't make a move. What did this dog want? The angel found that he couldn't move.

Stay back! Stay away from me!

Suddenly, Anubis wasn't alone anymore. A brown female dog jogged up to his side and sat down next to him. Her eyes glowed a bright yellow. Allen could feel his heart pounding against his chest.

"Sarama?" he asked. Soon another dog showed up. This one was black and demonic-looking with a warrior's headdress. Dark blue paws stood out in the sand.

"Xolotl?" the angel asked. Where were these strange dogs coming from? Allen wished that he could back away but the invisible hands held him in place. He shut his eyes. But why weren't they attacking him?

A high-pitched whistle filled the air.

"Huh?"

The angel found himself yanked up into the air without any warning.

Allen jolted awake with a start.

When did he get underwater? Everywhere he looked there was nothing but green murky water. Allen tried to swim up to the surface but his body felt too heavy. What the hell was this? His eyes scanned the darkness. A mermaid with a goat face and squid-like tentacles swam by. She didn't pay him any mind. Allen was relieved by this. He didn't know how he was going to hand it if she turned her head. But how was he going to get out of this water?

The angel turned his head when he heard splashing. A giant monstrosity of a creature sat with tentacles floating around him. Each of them held jars made of a dull amethyst. Allen thought he might be going crazy but he could've sworn that he heard screaming coming from the jars. Meanwhile, the octopus-looking creature had its on him. Did it just wink at him? The creature lifted its head and blew a kiss at him. Allen reeled back unnerved. He slowly shook his head.

That's when felt something dancing up his spine. Allen's body felt cold. He held a loud skittering in his ears.

Oh no…

Allen looked out of the corner of his eye. A giant golden scorpion was crawling toward him at a fast pace. It was so hard to miss it in the dark water. The creature mashed its teeth together. The many legs were moving faster than Allen could keep up. The three tails were out for some blood. Its prey's eyes were open so wide. Before the angel could react, the large middle tail stung Allen in the chest. The angel let out a loud gasp before everything went black.

"Allen!"

This time, the angel awoke in a space filled with fog. There was something else that he noticed. Allen looked down at his body. Where did all of this black latex come from? It felt like a tight hug on his tiny body. From his toes to his hairline, he was completely covered. Only his eyes were visible. Allen didn't get time to think about what was going on.

It felt like he was being watched.

The angel slowly turned his eyes forward. Several shadows stood out in the fog. No, not shadows. These were solid creatures with distorted faces. Some of them had a second head growing out of their necks. Giant batlike creatures stood out in the crowd. A rooster-looking creature threw back its head and let out a silent chaw. Allen felt like his feet were floating off of the ground.

Suddenly, the crowd of creatures began to part, forming a wide path. A faceless man in red robes walked up to the floating angel. The halo over his head stood out in the fog. He held out his bony right hand. Allen started floating closer to him. The poor helpless angel couldn't scream because he had no mouth. Allen came up to the dark faceless man just inches away from him. He could hear the man's voice in his head.

You are going to die here.

Allen's eyes widened as the man flung his right hand away. The angel sailed away and vanished into thin air.

"Allen!"

The angel yanked open his eyes. He felt himself floating in the void. His skin was still covered in black latex. Allen felt himself stirring awake between his legs. He felt his cheeks turning red. What was this? A low whistle rang on in his right ear. The angel turned his head. Ghostly fingers ran along the sides of his neck.

You are mine.

No!

But it was too late. The hands caressed his body. Allen still couldn't scream. Fingers started moving down his torso and his abdomen. No matter how much he moved, the sensation wouldn't stop. In fact, it kept getting worse. The fingers moved down to his cock. He closed his eyes and took it in. What else could he do?

"Allen!"

The angel jerked his eyes open again. This time, he was in his bed in his room. However, something didn't feel right. Allen's eyes shifted left and right.

"Hello?"

He couldn't speak because the latex was over his mouth. Plus, he was cuffed down to his bed again. This time, she had his wrists above his head. Wait… she? Allen closed his eyes and shook his head. When would she get the time to do this? No. This can't be right. He was still in that tank, wasn't he?

Allen heard the door opening. His heart jumped up into his throat. A head of dark purple hair poked into the doorway.

"Hello there, dear," she said.

Why can't you just leave me alone?

Road broke into a huge grin. She had on a nurse's outfit with black leather gloves up past her elbows. Allen resigned himself to his fate. What could he do? Road had him trapped in the prison that she built in his mind. That little fighting voice inside of him started to grow quieter. The shouting couldn't reach him anymore.

Road made her way across the room. She kept her hungry eyes on her prey. Her steps were slow and deliberate. Allen stared at her as a million thoughts ran through his mind. What was she going to pull this time? He didn't want to think about it but it was too late.

She stood beside his bed.

"Hi!" Road giggled. Allen broke out in a cold sweat. Please leave me alone! Road slowly shook her head. She leaned in close to his ear.

"I will never let you go. You are mine. You will always be mine."

She licked him on the cheek. Her hands ran along his chest as she climbed on top. Allen felt himself panic like he was having a heart attack. He could've sworn that he saw the face of the wolf demon lying over hers. The angel closed his eyes and shook his head.

"Aw, what's the matter, Allen?"

He cracked one eye open. Road looked down, smiling. She leaned down and kissed him on the neck. The latex on his body started to shrink away. The monster didn't let up on his skin. Each nip and lick reminded him of her words. Road's legs came on either side of him. The tip of his cock brushed against her lower lips. His mistress closed her eyes and moaned. Allen's body began to relax. His eyes rolled back into his head.

Road raised her eyebrow.

"You like this?" she asked. Allen's heart pounded against his chest. His lower lip quivered. The wetness made it hard for him to think.

"Do you want this?" Road asked. He should be shouting no. He should be doing everything in his power to say no. But there was something about his mistress that he hadn't noticed before. His head started to swim. She leaned in close to his ear again.

"Do you want to come?" Her voice was sweet like honey. She was offering him a sweet release. All he would have to do is surrender. Could it really be so easy? Could he really do that?

Road giggled as she pulled away.

"Let me help you decide. I can be quite persuasive." The monster slid down onto his stiff cock. Allen felt his body tense up. Road caressed his right cheek.

"Shhh! Shhh! Shhh!" Her touch did little to calm him. She couldn't wait anymore.

Each thrust cut deep into Allen's soul. However, he wasn't in pain anymore. There was no suffering or humiliation. A little smile came across his face. Why was he so worried? This was… This was…

"Divine!"

Allen's eyes rolled into the back of his head. A strange sensation took over his body. His moans drowned out the silence in the room. It felt like he was flying. No, he was flying away. Fireworks went off in his head. Tiny explosions went off in his body as he saw stars. His wings came back. So this was what Heaven was really like. He threw back his head and laughed. Tears of bliss filled his eyes. The angel finally broke down and gave into the ecstasy.

"I'm in love! I'm in love! I'm in love! I'm in love! I'm in love! I'm in love! I'm in love!"

Meanwhile, Road pounded on his with a little smile on her face.

"You're welcome."

Sometime later, Road came back to the isolation tank. She turned the wheel and pulled open the lid. The monster took a look inside. Allen lay inside floating in the heated water. The angel had a little smile on his face with empty eyes. His mistress couldn't help but smirk at the results.

"Heh." She reached down and pulled out her pet. Road dragged him back to his room in the clinic. The monster couldn't help but smirk to herself with each step. He responded very well to her shiny new toy. She was going to have to give her little plaything a reward later.