Is there any saving Charlotte?

No.

Charlotte looked towards where her camerawoman was, but she was already having her clothes torn off by the other Succubi. The camera laid on the ground, getting a perfect view of the demons fucking their latest victims, if it was live then she might have a chance of being saved, but no such luck. She looked up at the pussy of the demon who cracked the flaming whip again, feeling it burn her clothes and brush her pussy.

"Please... don't..." She begs.

"You don't get to tell me what to do anymore," Vicky hissed. "Now eat my pussy bitch, or I will make you!"

Charlotte moaned, but she no longer cared, this Succubus had her right where she wanted, and she smelled the pheromones coming off her pussy. A drip of juices landed on her lips and she unconsciously licked them, feeling the infection take her.

It tasted good...

It was the best thing she had ever tasted.

It was hard to resist getting more.