A sexy demon fucking the shit out of Blake

Blake was lying on the bed, tied spread eagle with what appeared to be silk scarves. Well, if you're going to end the world in an orgy of fire and ****, you can at least be classy about it, I guess. Riding him, reverse cowgirl style, was the single sexiest woman I'd ever seen. Her skin was the color of mocha, absolutely smooth and utterly flawless, like alabaster. Her D cup breasts bounced just perfectly, her face a picture of pure vicious ecstasy, her lips drawn back to reveal perfect white teeth. Her hair was blacker than midnight, and flowed down her curves, accentuating them sensuously. The only evidence of her inhumanity was the set of black, batlike wings coming from her back that were... growing?

Blake, for his part, was lost in the throes of ecstasy, and wasting away. He already looked about 15 years older than yesterday, almost desiccated. Not good. "Okay..." I said softly to Lulabel, "now what?"

"Command the demon!" She said. From behind me. Not reassuring.

"Okay..." I pointed and tried to look reassuring, "Demon! I command you to stop fucking that man!"

The demon snarled, her teeth elongating into fangs. All over her body, a thin green tracery, like a tribal tattoo, started to show through her skin. It glowed brightly and she stood, getting off of Blake's cock. He managed to wheeze, "Dude... not... not cool..." before lapsing back into catatonia. I sure hoped this was some power of the demon's. She stood before me, gloriously naked, dripping with her arousal and with what looked like a good 2 or 3 shots of Blake's seed.

"Return to the vessel where you belong, creature!" I boomed. This was fun. I needed a long cape.

She smiled like the cat who got the canary, "This vessel?" she kicked a few shards of smashed terracotta toward me, "Sorry master, I seem to have broken it. Wanna punish me?" After that sexy smirk... yeah, I kinda did. Now what?

She started to take a step toward me, "Stop!" I commanded, "Remain where you are!" She did, the tattoo glowing again, "Lulabel..."

"This is no good! Demon still absorbing energy slowly. Demon overpower Rezzo Cal eventually. Without the urn, cannot contain. Only option is to **** demon to possess body."

"And then what?" I asked

"Contain body. Could **** demon to possess Rezzo Cal, then demon contained, control through willpower until can construct new urn. Or, could order demon to possess another. One of your servants maybe. But only way to **** it out of a different person is with exorcist, don't have. Or to kill host. If is in you, can **** her out safely... unless willpower falters." She said, clearly trying to think of another option.

"So it's me, or it's Sandy or Blake... or... Lulabel, does it have to be a human?" I asked.

Lulabel looked confused, then horrified as she realized what I was considering "...no" she said quietly, "must be sapient to contain demon intelligence, but not human. Rezzo Cal could... could use Lulabel..." she looked down at her feet, not daring to move, "... if he wishes"

So, I had a dilemma. I could let it possess me, and battle it continuously until I figure out how to make another demon sealing urn. Or I could put it into one of my friends, and sacrifice their lives. Or I could put it in Lulabel, who I'd just met, but who was the most innocent out of all of us.