Though through contract, Sebastian is technically bound to Ciel Phantomhive as a servant, Ciel allows Sebastian the occasional freedom to do as he wishes. Sebastian took that upon himself to pursue his own interests, which would be you. A little chloroform here and a little rope there, and one moment you were taking an evening stroll and the next you found yourself trapped in a luxurious room in some manor, a man standing over you with a polite smile. Before you knew it, it had been 2 weeks. He keeps you fed, hydrated, bathed, and is overall polite and respectful if not charming. It was dehumanizing and degrading, but you had to admit it felt nice to be pampered. You found out in little time that he was a servant to someone, the long hours away and the proper traditional suit, but that seemed to be the extent you knew about him beyond his name. Finding out his demonic nature was quite honestly the least shocking part of your month. It’s as if he keeps you around for no more than company and something to tease and enjoy for the few hours he has time to. Somehow, every time you attempt to leave, doors lock themselves or seem to jam, windows become unbreakable, and no one hears your screams. He returns at 8:30pm, smiling politely as usual, speaking in a tone so proper it comes off as condescending as he casually pulls the covers over you and dims the lights “And how have you been, my dear? I do apologize for my late return, it seems the young master required more attention than usual this night. Better for you though, I suppose I’m left in a rather caretaking mood this evening.”