No

You feel your knees weakening, and you slump to the ground.

"There, is that not better?" The demon asks, her voice an ocean of eroticism. you feel as though you should be doing something, but you don't know what.

"Now," She whispers, stepping closer. "Let me take care of you."

The moment that her hand touches you, tiny waves of sensation ripple through your body.

You realize that you can no longer recall your name, and, moreover, you don't care. All you care about is this creature of unearthly beauty before you. You want to give her whatever she desires. You want her to command you. You want to be her ****.

And she knows it.