Of course not

As the smoke fades away you see that the demon is still standing in the field outside your village. She is unscathed from your fireball and her tattoos have begun to glow red.

“Creator, thou should not have done that” says the demon as she starts walking towards you.

****, you try the spell again. The second orb you fire lacks the might of the first. Upon hitting your target there’s hardly an explosion and Eisheth continues to walk towards you unaffected.

You turn around and try to run. Your limbs feel heavy and you know it is the demon’s magic. You take two more steps before collapsing face first on the ground, having accomplished nothing. You feel the demon’s hand running up your naked body before stopping as she reaches your head.

“I thought taking away my creator body would be enough, however, now I see that I must take away her mind.”

The invisible **** repossesses you, forcing your body to arc upwards while your head remains firm on the ground. You whimper in shame as you think about how exposed you are.

You feel the demon’s fingers run across your back and towards your ass. She stops suddenly though a small part of you wished that she would continue.

“How does my creator fell?” Says Eisheth.

“Horrible” you shout, mostly believing it.

“Does thou know how this will end? Which demon will be the first to fuck thee?”

Your face went red and you were too embarrassed to state an answer.

“At first I was going to let it be a Dryad, but they are too gentle. Perhaps a Minotaur, I thought, but even I am not that cruel. It was not until a moment ago did I know the answer. I assure thee, creator, thou might scream at first, and beg, but thou will come to love it.”