Your will fails and you allow her to continue

You wallow in the pleasure of the blowjob you are receiving from the horned redhead sprawled between your legs. The moist softness of Anja's lips as they glide up and down your shaft. The sucking warmth of her mouth as she hollows her cheeks and pulls at your sensitive flesh. The tickle of her tongue as it traces the ridges of your cockhead and then flicks at the oozing hole. You look at her sweet face as she guides a lock of hair away from her mouth. Her golden eyes seem to glow.

"Oh gods," you moan, your hands moving down to her head.

You mean to pull her away, but instead you push her down on your cock. You feel the rumble of her muffled laugh as she sucks you faster. Her head bobs up and down you and her tongue curls around your cock. The sweet oval of her lips squeeze around your dick as she deftly swallows every inch with each downward stroke.

There is no hope, you realize as your orgasm begins to build. All you can do is lie there, at her mercy, watching as she sucks up and down on your cock. She knows she has won and she toys with you, drawing out your pleasure. She brings you to the point of orgasm and then stops all movement, holding you still in her mouth, her powerful hands on gripping your thighs so that you cannot thrust into her mouth. When the urgency of your orgasm has passed she licks at the precum that has oozed out and then resumes sucking.

Anja's lips never leave your cock. The morning light brightens to midday and she is still tirelessly sucking you, massaging your balls, toying with her nipples. You cannot even speak. You feel like an insect caught in the web of a spider, helplessly awaiting the bite that will drain your essence.

Afternoon comes and you fade in and out, each time awaking to find her still sucking. Sweat beads on your face and your body aches with the tension of so much denied pleasure. Darkness falls. Candles burst into light as if by magic. By their flickering, golden light you see Anja's smooth skin become red. Her wings flap open, the light of candles visible through their leathery flesh. Her golden eyes literally glow now. Fangs appear on either side of her mouth.

"It is time, sweet one," her voice is in your head. "Are you ready for the ultimate pleasure?"

You look at her face, so serene as she bobs up and down on your cock.

"Yes!" you cry, spittle flying from your lips. "Gods, yes!"

The laughter that echoes in your head sends hot thrills through your body.

"No gods," Anja says in your mind as she continues to fill her mouth with your cock. "Only me, tonight, sweet one. Now cum for me. I know you want it. Give yourself to me."

Your toes curl and your hands tangle in her hair. You can feel your balls throbbing for release. Your cock stiffens even more and the tight grasp of pleasure holds you as you peak in the hot embrace of the demon's mouth. For one glorious moment it is all you could have imagined, all sexual pleasure you could conceive in one instant. Then your whole body seems to throb as your first blast of cum explodes into Anja's sucking mouth.

She gulps, swallowing again and again as you pump your seed between her lips. You laugh madly, your cock twitching in her mouth as she bobs up and down, every drop of cum squirting straight down her throat. Your orgasm never subsides, it echos forever as you seem drawn towards her, as if you are somehow being squirted from your cock, into her mouth. Then all is white.

Anja releases your withered, gray cock from her lips. Your body is an emaciated husk, as if mummified a thousand years ago. She smiles and wipes a stray drop of your cum from her lips, your soul now nourishing her demonic body.