A dungeon?

You and Angel are thrown into the SUV. You try screaming, only to have a large wad of something shoved in your mouth.

You are roughly dragged inside and handcuffed to a wall. The bag is still over your head so you see nothing. The room has a hint of a musty odor. The only sound you hear is likely Angel struggling with her restraints.

"Mmpht! Pht."

You follow her example trying to spit out what you believe is a wadded up sock. It takes a while, but you finally succeed.

"Angel is that you?"

"Fffttt!"

You hear something being expelled from her mouth.

"Yah, it's me. Any idea who the goons are?"

"No idea."

"How many girls have you fucked?"

"Four I think, but Anne the most. After her probably Beth."

"If she has become a demon, you mustn't let her fuck you."

"I thought being a girl made me safe from succubbi."

"No, their power works on both sexes. If a succubus fucks you, they will cleanse you, making you their evil thrall. As a woman you will have much greater resistance to their charms, but you are far from safe."

A few more hours pass. You struggle with your bonds fruitlessly. Your chatter with Angel becomes banal. Then you hear the creak of a door. Hands grab you and unlock your bonds.

Angel's voice grows concerned. "BJ, are you ok? Who are they?"

You only manage a grunt as you are carried roughly from the room. Right about now you wish you had more manly muscles, not that it would do much good.

You are thrown to the ground. You gingerly move to lift the sack from your head wondering what you will see.