Roll towards the Sword!

As much as you think you should do the opposite, your body instantly reacts and you tumble yourself towards the Sword of St. Magdalena.

With your head down you leap forward with a tumble. You're ready to roll on the ground and hopefully grip the handle of the sword with your right hand.

The instant you leap forward in your roll you see the Imp moving the same direction as you. You curse him quietly under your breath but still pray quickly to your goddess that you'll dodge his attack.

With a roll, your hand feels the grip of the Sword of St. Magdalena and you squeeze hard onto the handle so when you push yourself up to your feet the blade itself should follow. With that holy relic in your grasp you believed you could handle any demon that was thrown at you. At the same time you grip the handle, a sharp pain enters your lower back for only a brief second before you finish your tumble but you figured you maybe just hit a piece of rock or glass on the marble floor.

With your hand around the sword you finish the roll and launch yourself up onto your feet. Once situated you give yourself a spin in a half circle until you're facing the Imp. "Now you..." your vision glances down to the dick briefly before locking back into the beast's eyes "Now..." you stutter "Now yo-..." you gulp down as your blood runs hot "Now you die!" you briefly close your eyes and shake your head as you bring your second hand up on the blade and hold the sword with all your might.

"Come, come fire-hair!" The Imp hops around on the ground with a large smirk on his face "Cock, it's what you want?!" his right hand strokes his large cock, beating himself off "Just a taste?!" the yellowish eyes of that tiny imp go wide as his smile beams bright at you.

The sword wobbles in your hands as you look at the Imp before you. Your blood is running hot and it's at that point you realize that little prick in your back as you rolled was from the Imp's stinger. You could feel the venom coursing through your body and you know this is one of the effects of demon venom that you learned from your teachings. It's amazing that even though it was just a little prick that only lasted half a second you felt so much desire coursing through your special place.

Your nether region started to heat up yet also started to cool itself with much more liquids that pulsed with every passing second. The arousal was spiking in your body as you felt your nipples harden under your light cloth gown. The feeling of your erect buds pressing against the fabric sent even more sensations of pleasure shooting through your body.

"Goddess help me..." you close your eyes once more reciting a quick prayer.

With the Sword of St. Magdalena in your hands and the strength of the Burning Rose you should be able to fight off these invading desires...

Although that cock is looking very satisfying...very very satisfying...

You try your best to wash away the thoughts of adultery from your brain. With your body trembling between adrenaline and desire you continue taking deep breaths that only cause your nipples to rub more against your shirt rippling pleasure throughout. Adding fuel to the fire, with every exhale your thighs ooze more arousal. It wasn't long before the feeling of some warm liquid drips down your inner thigh. Your mind briefly realizes the Imp before you has the perfect object to plug you up to stop your body from leaking.

"Please..." your lip quivers as you mumble out "Goddess of the Burning Rose... Give me strength..." you let out a soft moan as you open your eyes once more "Allow me to defeat this foe..." you lock onto that ever engorged dick of that tiny little Imp and lick your lips unintentionally "Allow me to fight against these temptations..." a shiver pulses through your body as your cunt spasms briefly "Please...please my Goddess, grant me strength..."