She Still Resists

Between sobs and her body's shudders from the repeated orgasms, Tanya tried to collect herself. Taking a deep breath, she hardened her gaze and looked directly into Danya's eyes.

"Not you, denizen of evil!" she spat as she pushed away. "I will return you to the pools of hell, where you belong!" she yelled as her body started to transform. White, feathery wings sprouted from her back and a heavenly yellow glow emanated from a halo over her head.

Danya merely raised an eyebrow at this display, surprised but not intimidated. This infuriated the angel-possessed girl, who willed a sword of fire to appear in her outstretched hand. "With this, the Sword of Righteousness, I shall strike you down!"

"Oh, please," Danya waved her hand in dismissal. "I'm far too powerful now for a single angel."

"We'll see about that," Tanya shouted as she started running towards her she-devil ****. Before she had gotten two steps, though, she fell roughly to the ground, the sword clattering out of her hand and the flame going out.

"Not so fast, bitch," Tony laughed after tripping her. He then bent down and grabbed her roughly by the wings, eliciting a scream of pain and fury as he lifted her easily with one arm. "Forget about me?" he taunted.

"And me?" cooed Cathy, walking into Tanya's field of view.

"And me?" pouted Susan, approaching from Tony's other side.

"Hold her down on the altar," commanded Danya. "**** and breaking an angel is going to be a real pleasure..."