Not so strong!

Before I could even think about drawing a weapon, she closed the distance in a fluid, terrifying blur. A heavy, warm hand slammed against the wood on either side of my head, trapping me firmly against the oak barrel.

“A paladin?” the demon purred, leaning in so close the sweet, heavy scent of her skin made my head spin. Her voluptuous breasts brushed against my bare chest, while down below, her massive, throbbing length pressed directly against my hip. “And yet, you corner a demon wearing nothing but a pair of thin cloth breeches.”
“I... I’m not here to fight you!” I squeaked, my heels digging into the dirt as I pressed myself flat against the cask. “I just came down here to find a place to sleep!”

She chuckled and ran a single clawed finger down the front of my trousers, tracing the quickly hardening shape underneath. My breath hitched as her caress made my hips give a helpless, traitorous twitch.

“Just looking for a bed?” She smirked, her glowing eyes dancing with dark amusement as she felt the mounting heat radiating through the fabric. “Then why is Stormwind’s bravest little hero standing here throbbing like a freshly lit torch?”
“S-stop that, or I’ll scream!” I blurted out, my voice cracking as I desperately tried to find some leverage. “There are dozens of guards upstairs! I’ll shout and bring the whole tavern down here!”
“Go ahead, call them,” the demon purred, bringing her knee up slowly and pressing it firmly between my thighs, rolling her weight right against my swollen length. A pathetic, needy groan escaped my throat before I could stop it. She let out a soft laugh, cupping me through my pants with a gentle, teasing squeeze. “Shout all you want, paladin. But right now, you’re squirming and leaking through your trousers before I’ve even taken them off. Do you really want those guards running down to see what you’re enjoying so much?”

I swallowed hard, my heart hammering against my ribs as her claws lightly kneaded through the damp fabric of my breeches. Every brush of her hand sent shocks straight down to my toes.

“Y-you’re... you’re not actually going to take them off, are you?” I stammered nervously, trying to squeeze my knees together despite her leg holding them apart. “I... I haven’t taken my final vows yet, but I fully intend on pledging myself to a life of holy chastity!”

The demon threw her head back and laughed, a laugh that vibrated right through her chest and into mine.

“Chastity?” She leaned in close again, the tip of her tongue flicking out to trace the shell of my burning ear. “My sweet, foolish boy. You’re practically bursting out of these trousers, and your holy light isn’t doing a single thing to cool you down.”

Her massive, throbbing member pressed even harder against my hip, leaving no mistake about her sheer size and intent. She slid her hand beneath the waistband of my breeches, her sharp claws lightly tracing the sensitive skin of my lower stomach.

“Besides, a little chastity pledge isn’t going to save you down here,” she purred, her glowing eyes locking onto mine with hypnotic intensity. “So here’s your alternative, paladin: you can keep crying about your vows, or you can let me take off those pants and fuck you until you completely forget what order you even belong to.”