She didn't really expect to be cleaned up anymore. The archangels seemed to like her showing all the signs of being used repeatedly. The sticky, drying fluids didn't even register as uncomfortable anymore. She rolled over as commanded, crying out once more as the ropes continue to rub and tease and pull, her nipples clearly swollen from the abuse.

She couldn't imagine what he had in mind to change, but then, he seemed more interested in her in many ways than Lucifer. Perhaps because of what they had been when she was human, perhaps because she had been Lucifer's weapon against them. She would never know the exact reasons, only that he intended her to be under his thumb for all eternity.