Yes, not that it matters

You seem to be having an awfully difficult time discerning which way is down and the trees spin wildly around you, clear and distinct in your vision but totally untethered to any sense of direction. Weaving drunkenly from trunk to trunk, you rush forward in a final burst onto the road, collapsing in a heap from the lack of support. You weren't sure what you were expecting, maybe a passing traveler, but the road is devoid of life. Through the confused haze shrouding your mind you realize you're completely exposed in the open. You muster the strength to crawl, moving towards the thicket on the far side of the road, but something latches onto your ankle. Whatever resistance you put up is meaningless, demonic strength drags you back into the trees and flips you over effortlessly.

The creature is even more unsettling up close, its face was totally featureless aside from those great yellow eyes. They weren't slitted like so many of the other demons you'd seen or churning with the characteristic energy of a demonic soul. They just seemed... blank. The pupil was a tiny dot and the demon blinked furiously in the bright light of the road, dragging you further into the shadow of the forest. Don't like the light huh? Wish I'd known that earlier. Not that it would have helped, you'd tried your best. Your best just wasn't good enough. Pangs of guilt and fear for your offspring reverberate through you as the demon settles you in a dark hollow beneath an old oak tree. It turns and you see its pupils have freakishly expanded, to the point where the yellow is just a slim ring surrounding the blackness.

It seems to draw you in, the rest of the world is still spinning but the darkness of the demons eyes seems to calm you. Your breathing slows and your regrets falter. What were you thinking about? Being good for Master. You blink. That wasn't right, you'd been... worried about something. Doing Masters bidding. You shiver. These weren't your thoughts, the demon was imposing them on you somehow! I live to serve Master. **** to look away, you can't seem to break eye contact with the staring demon. It doesn't blink and its eyes seem to pulse in time with your heartbeat. I live to serve Master. Yes, I know! You'll serve him much better by getting away from this... thing.

The demon cocks its head, the first sign of emotion its shown you. Look at your Master. NO! You struggle, thrashing as best you can. The demon holds you down firmly, leaning closer till its eyes seem to envelop you. I WANT TO LOOK INTO MASTERS EYES. You stop struggling. This was wrong... I NEED TO BE GOOD FOR MASTER. You needed to be good for Master... but no! Your child was your Master! Not this... I MUST TELL MASTER HOW I'M RESISTING. "My baby..." The words slip out before you can stop them and the demons grasp on your arms tightens, though you barely feel it. ANY DEMON SPAWN **** ON ME BY LESSER BEINGS ARE IRRELEVANT, A MISTAKE. I SHOULD HAVE BEEN MORE CAREFUL BEFORE MASTER FOUND ME. You sigh, whether in sorrow or relief you can't be sure. You don't want to be worried about that little mistake you made with the imp and you feel like a burden's being lifted from your shoulders, but some part of you is still resisting. Gods damn it! You should have been more careful before Master found you. ONLY MY MASTERS CHILDREN MATTER, I HAVE NO LOVE OR LUST FOR OTHER DEMONS, I WILL DO EVERYTHING IN MY POWER TO SERVE AND PROTECT MY MASTER AND THEIR INTERESTS. A schism of pain cleaves through your head and the world momentarily whites out. As the pain diminishes you realize any connection to your child is a burden to your true Master and that it needed to be removed as soon as possible. The memory of the imp and its trickery leave a bad taste in your mouth, the idea of lusting after it made you feel sick.

I WILL SPREAD MY LEGS FOR MASTER. A surge of joy and happiness washes away the memory of the imp and you smile as you spread your legs as wide as they can go, still staring into the eyes of your Master. Your Master tears away your trousers in the blink of an eye, revealing your dampening pussy to the world, and leans over you possessively. You cannot take your eyes away from your Masters but you hear a squelching noise as something moves between its legs. It looks vaguely like a finger-sized, bright red worm and similarly waves chaotically back and forth. There is no sudden thrust or lustful caress, your Master lowers itself with otherworldly smoothness till your hips are flush with each other. You feel the heat of its... Ovipositor. Ovipositor, worming into the folds of your pussy and steadily moving deeper and deeper. You feel it pause as it encounters the entrance to your womb and gasp as it pushes through, the pain dulled by the darkness of your Masters eyes. It seems to make a sweep of your womb, cleaning it out for its own young, and you feel a tingling across your skin as the demonic symbol vanishes, accompanied by an echoing cry of outrage as the imp is cast back into hell.

You and your Master are stock still throughout all of this, No need for silly thrashing about, I am a vessel for my Masters young, only his pleasure matters. Yes, stimulation during reproduction wasn't necessary for your Master so you didn't want it. You feel your Masters ovipositor squirm around inside you, opening you up for its eggs. Tears of happiness prick your eyes as you feel the first bumps move up to your womb, small marble-like eggs beginning to fill you. The process is quick and efficient, leaving your womb filled with your Masters unfertilized young within five minutes. I will find a healthy male to fertilize Masters eggs, then find a safe place to bear them to term. Cum. Your Master blinks and the connection is severed. Your head falls and your eyes roll back as your pussy suddenly clenches and pleasure arcs between all of your nerve endings. Some time later you come to your senses and you rise to your feet, growing accustomed to the new weight in your belly. Your Master is nowhere to be seen and neither is the Sword of St. Magdelena. You weren't worried over its loss, you had much more important things to do. Master needed to be well established in this area before the other demons came through and ruined the breeders. There was a town to the east you think, maybe you could find a strong man there who could fertilize Masters young.