Yes

Lyla was on the verge of tears. Luroon's inhuman dick scared her more as it loomed near than a blade would have. Something deep inside her screamed to run, to fight, to hide, to do ANYTHING but lie there on the bed. But Lyla swallowed all those feelings down, though she felt like she was **** on them. There was nowhere to go. She certainly couldn't outrun the powerful archdemoness, and even if she could she would still be in Hell. An even worse fate could await her outside of the palace walls, though she couldn't picture what such a thing could be.

With tears now truly running down her face, she nodded to Luroon. "I-I'll do whatever you want... Mistress. Please, just... D-Don't hurt me too badly." Frightened of retaliation if she didn't sell it, she raised her arms, which had been covering her soft, exposed breasts, and spread her legs open. It was the hardest thing she had ever done, exposing herself to her tormentor, but she couldn't bear the thought of incurring the sadistic woman's wrath.

Luroon extended an impossibly long, pointed tongue to catch some of Lyla's tears. She leaned in to whisper in the barmaid's ear. "Oh, my dear little fuckpet. Pain is simply a part of being mine. There's no avoiding it. But for being such a good little slut, I can make you enjoy it."

Luroon pressed a single claw into the center of Lyla's chest, just above the swell of her plush breasts. She dragged the claw downward, not pressing hard enough to break skin, but enough for the poor girl to whimper. Down and down her finger trailed, in between the breasts, down the belly, slowly circling the navel to elicit gasps from the girl's lips, before finally stopping at her groin, just above her bare pussy.

Luroon muttered in a language that was incomprehensible to Lyla, but filled her with dread regardless. She peeked over her bosom to see maroon patterns swirling into existence on the girl's skin, centered around Luroon's claw. The patterns where complex, full of curving lines and sharp points, but she thought she recognized the impression of a womb, much like how she had seen it depicted in a medical textbook her parents had owned.

When the patterns stopped moving, Luroon's claw moved downwards once again. She lifted it and let it hover over Lyla's pussy. Lyla reflexively pulled up her legs, but not before Luroon poked at her clit with the tip. Gently, but not gently enough to avoid a small jolt of pain.

Lyla yelped, but she realized the yelp was as much due to the unexpected pleasure that she felt as it was from the pain. Somehow, they didn't seem like two separate sensations, but different reactions to the same feeling.

Luroon grinned cruelly. "This is how it will be from now on. The pain won't stop, but it will be excruciatingly pleasurable as well." To accentuate her point, she gripped Lyla's still unprotected nipples and twisted them. The same thing happened again, pain and pleasure at the same time.

Satisfied with the result of her spell, Luroon grabbed Lyla's thighs and spread them apart, her pussy clenching in protest. Luroon pressed the head of her demonic cock against the entrance. The difference in size looked comical. The blunt head didn't look like it could ever fit through, like trying to fit an oak log through the window of a child's playhouse.

But Luroon didn't seem to notice the disparity, or more likely didn't care. She gripped Lyla's hips, thumb claws tracing over the new markings on her groin before she pushed forwards with her hips. At first, Luroon's thick cock head simply pressed harder against Lyla's pussy, but as pressure began to build her lips spread apart. Lyla howled as it was finally **** in, a good seven inches crammed inside all at once.

The pain and pleasure were an unbearable combination. The helpless girl shivered as both sensations shook her body like shockwaves from an earthquake. The ribs and bumps of Luroon's cock sawed at her pussy, repeatedly stretching her out one after the other as if she were being penetrated over and over. And the demon wasn't at all interested in giving the girl time to adjust. She pushed inch after inch inside, until the blunt head hit an obstacle.

Lyla's lip quivered as she looked down at the extremely visible bulge. It stopped just at where the cervix was depicted on her new womb tattoo. She could feel that it perfectly matched up with the real thing. It felt impossibly deep, but barely half of Luroon's cock was inside. Luroon's grip tightened, and she pulled her hips back, preparing for a hard thrust.

Lyla began to outright bawl. Tears cascade from the corners of her eyes, and snot dribbled from her nostrils. "B-Bistress! Bleeeeease! I-It won't fiiiihiiiiit! Bleeease, don't try!"

Luroon's claws dug into Lyla's hips. The mingled pleasure and pain even manifested from her non-erogenous zones, it seemed. "You don't make requests, fuckpet. You obey commands. Now say 'Thank you for **** my stupid, slutty womb, Mistress."

Lyla's **** sobs continued, but the look on Luroon's face terrified her enough to push through them and obey. "T-Thank you! Thank you for rabing by stubid, slutty womb, Bistreeeeess!"

WIth that, Luroon rammed in hard. In a feat that by all accounts should have been impossible, Luroon's cock pushed right past her cervix and rammed into the back of her womb. The euphoric pain wracked Lyla's whole body, and she was so in shock that she didn't even scream. But as Luroon started thrusting, she snapped out of it, and the screams came.

Luroon grinned. "Damn, listen to that. I really might break you if I keep going this hard..."