Slash at it with your sword

“Taste the fury of Saint Magdalena!” You shout and charge at the daemon.

The creature skitters away before your blow lands. The beast jumps from one table to another. You swing the holy sword behind it with righteous fury.

“Die, you monster!” You yell.

Pots and pans fall to the floor, but still the swift creature manages to evade your strikes. Eventually you slam the sword down so hard, it digs into the wooden table and gets stuck. As you try to get the sword out, the daemon crawls on a table behind you. It raises four of its front legs and jumps.

You can feel the daemon land on your back. Its legs grab at your shoulders and chest, latching onto you. You let go of the sword and start swatting at the nuisance. Then the daemon bites with its mandibles into your neck. You scream in pain … and you stop moving.

Slowly, you lower your arms and take off the gauntlets. You don’t understand what is happening. You’re not ordering your arms to do this. Then your hands reach for the sash you wear and untie it.

“Goddess, no, stop this," you moan, your voice quivering with fear.

The controller daemon's claws dig tightly into your back and its probing mandibles sink deeper into your flesh. Your hands continue and remove the sash from your chest. Your touch lingers on your breasts and your hands begin to massage them.

“Please, don’t do this.” You beg the creature hanging on to your back.

Yet your hands continue their movement and before your very eyes, you can see your nipples harden.

This is not your doing, it is the daemon. He is controlling your hands and now orders them to take off your underclothes. Once you are naked, he gets one of your hands to return to your chest and the other is placed on your quim.

In the hope of resisting the creature, you repeat your vows of chastity.

“I am a disciple of the Burning Rose, a noble daughter of the goddess.”

You feel your fingers slide up and down your sex. You are compelled to pull and play with your hard nipple with your other hand.

“I surrender myself to a life of celibacy and shall know not of desire.” You continue, despite your fingers getting wet. “I shall love no man, nor shall I love a woman.”

The daemon pushes its long tail between your legs and raises the tip until it is on the same level as your breasts.

“A virgin I am and a virgin I shall remain.”

The creature forces your slick hand away from your glistening snatch and places it on your free breast. Then it brings its tail close enough to touch your sex. You order your hips to pull away from it, but instead they push forward. Grinding your pussy against its lengthy tail.

“It is not my fate to be a mother and raise a family, but a maiden who holds back the daemon hordes.” You continue your prayer. Only now you do so with shallow breaths.

You look at the tip of the daemon’s tail and see how a phallic appendage slowly grows out of it.
As the appendage comes close to your mouth you fearfully say, “I shall not fall victim to lust and remain chaste until the day I die.”

Then, despite the **** with which you try to keep your mouth closed, your jaws slowly part and the phallus gently moves between your juicy lips.

The daemon takes its time with you. There is no need for haste, it has complete control over your body. It slowly fucks your mouth with the phallic tip of its tail. It has your hands caress your breasts unlike you ever have before. The part of its tail that is rubbing against your cunt is now drenched in your juices and despite your desire not to orgasm, you feel a climax is approaching.

When you are about the achieve the unwanted orgasm, the creature releases your hands from your breasts and places them on its tail. It forces your hands to press the tail even harder against your cunt, causing greater friction. This pushes you over the edge and an orgasm rushes through your bucking body. At first your moans of pleasure are muffled by the phallus in your mouth, but then it throbs and begins to spray its daemon seed into your throat.

Despicable as this is, as vile the sensation, you have **** but to swallow the daemon seed until the hot, thick liquid stifles even your cries of pleasure. When the daemon finishes cumming it withdraws the phallus from your mouth with an obscene slurp. You take this opportunity to catch your breath. Goddess knows what unmentionable things this daemon will do to you next.