Forbidden Mistress
a slave shop used for the fallen or pure angels that have captured or thrown out of heaven and made into slaves Serena's wings were cramped against the tiny cage. Why had she run away from home? She had been rich and happy and now she was awaiting a horrible future. The rags she wore did not cover her enough. The cage did not give enough space for moving. She grabbed the bar and looked out to see many cages like hers. A single tear rolled down her cheek. She looked around. There were many men around.... she wondered if she wanted to be bought and abused or just stay in the tiny cage. It didn't matter what Serena wanted, the men had her fate in their hands