Fuck the Bitch!

You fake looking at the papers.

“Fuck! What am I doing!”

“Don’t blame yourself, they’re demons. You’re under a spell.”

“We should get out of here.”

“Absolutely. Follow me.”

The moment her back is turned you strike, knocking the dagger from her hand. You use your bulk to push her hard against the wall. She may be trained at combat, but you just knocked the wind out of her.

You move quickly tearing off her black leather pants. You feel powerful, virile, even without another of the black caffeine pills.

She is still struggling to breathe as you penetrate her. She continues to struggle as you push into her depths.

“Get ahold of yourself! You aren’t a demon!” She rasps.

“Shut up, bitch. You’re mine.”

The air in the room seems to sizzle with electricity, with power. You feel yourself growing stronger.

You look at the demon hunter and know just where to touch her. Soon her struggling stops and she’s moaning in pleasure. You feel her climax.

Her knees are shaking and you help move her to the desk. You lay her down and she no longer resists. You take her missionary position. You smile looking into her defeated eyes as she moans like a wanton whore.

You spot Denise at your door she has a hand down her skirt.

“What do we have here, Trent. Is that bitch doing my job?”

“No she’s supposed to be some demon hunting cunt. She tried to get me to quit. I showed her though.”

“What do you want done with her, Trent?”

“I think she’d make a fine assistant.”

“You’re such an evil stud. I’ll have her sent to Lilah.”

A pair of security guards enter and grab her. She doesn’t resist.

Denise struts over to you with a caffeine pill. You swallow it.

She grabs your cock.

“Now let me show you how a professional assistant behaves.”

She wraps her lips around your cock and begins sucking.