Hunter and Prey (Fail)

Your swing, though accurate, is easily predictable, and the Daemon ducks under the razor sharp edge of the blade with ease, bringing it's claws down across your waist, shredding your remaining clothing effortlessly.

As the fabric falls away revealing your bare, virgin pussy, the Daemon inhales deeply.

"Yessss..." it hisses, grinning wickedly, "You are already mine, you wet little bitch. You just haven't realized it yet."

The malice in his voice illicits a spike of fear through your body. You feel cold. To steady yourself, you mentally begin reciting the mantras the Abbey had taught you since you'd come there as a young girl.

After several seconds, to your horror, you realize it isn't working, and that the cold, numbing sensation spreading from your core, out to your limbs wasn't fear at all, it was poison.

Weakly, your hands fall to your sides, the sword falling away from your lifeless fingers. You stumble to your knees, unable to remain upright.

"When?.." you **** out, barely remaining conscious as the poison races through your blood stream

The best just smiles and licks the claw it has cut your chest with.

Realization dawns on you as you lose conciousness. The last thing you see is the Daemons shadow looming over your prone form.