Hunting Dog

The daemons leave the church and spread out. But your faithful hellhound stays with you obediently. "Such a good dog! Good dog!" you praise it and pet its head, bending down to give it a kiss. The hellhound happily wags its tail and gives long licks on your face. Bathing the succubus master with its unnaturally long tongue, going lower and lower, nibbling on your breasts. "Ooh... Naughty. But if you want another treat from me, you'll have to earn it first." Setting out from the church, you urge the former priest turned beastly daemon, to hunt more prey for the two of you.

Soon the hellhound has caught a scent and dashes forwards while you fly high above it, eager to see how the beast hunts. It crasher through a barricaded window into a nearby building and you can hear screams of terror from inside.