Block with the chain-mail

Katarina stared down the bright pink light.

Hide. Run. Escape.

But light was almost bursting and Katarina grabbed the only thing she could think of. Unfinished chain-mail held in front of her with both hands, Katarina looked away as the pink ball of energy shot right at her.

It crashed into chain mail and for a moment Katarina thought her chain-mail had repelled the blast. But the pink ball cascaded through the thing and hit her right in the chest. Surprised Katarina gasped. But then she realised that she seemed unharmed. Katarina dropped the chain-mail and snatched up the hammer from the ground. Cautiously making her way toward the imp Katarina's eyes darted around the room looking for more dangers. The imp however was in the process of taking off its loincloth.

Katarina charged the imp. How dare he so nonchalantly unclothe in front of her.

That penis looks like it would feel great in her...

"Mouth."

Katarina froze, where had that thought come from? The storm had never given her that particular desire.

"Get on your knees and open your mouth slut." The imp stepped forward confidently. Katarina felt her fear and rage start to subside even as her desire to follow this imps orders grew. A heat started to grow in her loins again. Katarina knew that heat, but it was different somehow. Stronger. Not easily sated. The imp's cock, proportionately large compared to his small body bounced up and down with his steps. Katarina's eyes were on the imp's proportionately large cock and she was mesmerised by it.

"I said kneel. You do want this inside you do you not?" The imp sounded less sure this time but Katarina didn't notice.