Defeat

"Soon you beg to grip my cock, like you grabbed my arm!" The imp taunts with a confident strut towards you. The imp never stops stroking his shaft. Even with eyes filled with hate you cant help but loath how he strokes it, from the base to the tip and back down. The dust in the air doesn't stop it from having a slight glisten to it, no thanks to your spit. His movements, the shine, its subtle pulse all of it makes you want to cut it off and **** it down his throat.

Standing up you **** grip the sword with both hands and rush. Rage consuming with each step, you decide to lead off with a straight forward thrust. The imp manages a dodge to the right. "You quick, nice body." The follow up swing is weak no footing, power, or speed. The imp moves in under the sword and in a fluid movement he shreds your gown. "Wenches not need clothes."

Letting out a war cry you bring your knee up in an attempt to strike the imp. Grabbing your ankle with his tail the imp catches you by surprise and pulls you off balance. Tumbling to the floor naked as the imp holds one leg up in the air. "You have a nice cunt."

"Let me go, you bastard."

"Keep beg, perhaps I change mind." he says with a sly grin. From your side you swing the wooden sword at him. There is no power to it from this angle and he dodges it simply by pulling your leg around. "So me make deal. Drop sword and I let go." Rage lets you only ponder it for a moment. Anything is better than this imp staring at your nethers. "Fine, take the damn thing. I will strangle you bare handed." As you throw the wooden sword at the imp, he giggles as he lets your ankle go.

As soon as you're free you lunge at the imp. That is when you feel it, a pin prick on your shoulder. The imps tail has a stinger and its in your shoulder. "That's cheating" grasping at the tail and missing as the imp pulls away, the damage already done. The imp shuffles back out of your reach. "Its over now. Smell your arousal growing i can."

It doesn't take long for the stimulant to kick in. You catch your self staring at his erect and throbbing cock. Not with the intent of tearing it off but with the hopes of sucking it. You absent mindedly start kneeding your tits. "That a good wench. Need to mark you quick before another comes." The imp flys over and places his dick directly in front of your face. Grabbing it at the base he smacks you on the cheek. "you suck now." With an "Mmmph" you suck his dick into your mouth and start running your tongue in circles along the shaft.

One hand drifts down to your clit and starts rubbing it. The rubbing slowly getting harder and harder. After what feels like an eternity you slide a finger down into your now soaking twat. The imp pulls his cock from your mouth a second time today, only this time it is greeted with a pout of disappointment and not the need to vomit.

"Spread legs, me mark you now." A light yelp of glee escapes as you hurry to lay down. Spreading your legs, you don't even notice how much you're pushing your hips towards the imps cock, beckoning it to penetrate you. The imp slowly slides his cock down your stomach across your scarlet pubes and makes sure to press the head of his cock down onto your clit. "Fire pubes as well, me breed you often." He thrusts pasts your labia and goes all the way to the hilt on the first thrust. Without even moving, once he hits your cervix he starts cumming. Painting your womb white with his seed. "Me ready to blow this whole time, you great tease."

You pay no heed as your hymen is pierced with a pinch of agony that echoes with the dissolution of your faith. For a split second you can hear the final scream of the Burning Rose, echoing within your heart, and then it is silenced forever by your depravity.

The imp goes into a rut, never pulling out of your cunt even as he flips you over and takes you like an animal. "Seed take soon." A warm smile crosses your face as a pentagram surrounded by daemonic runes appears atop your cunt. It flashes with unholy light and then fades. "You forever mine"