Infernal passion

This time she had gone too far, infiltrating the enemy's very lair. And she was confident of her victory.

But apparently, luck had turned against her. Or her reflexes had dulled. Or perhaps her hand had trembled. It no longer mattered.

What mattered far more was that she was now unarmed. Defenseless. And her magic was ineffective. She was trapped. Pinned against the wall, feeling the cold blade at her neck. And the enemy's eyes so close... Gazing at her with mockery and smugness.

There was nothing holy or kind in that gaze. Those eyes expressed power and lust.

— "Caught, witch? Now you'll pay in full for everything. I've been hunting you for so long..."

— "Damn you,"

the witch hissed proudly but foolishly, for which she received a slap.

— "I'm already damned, thanks to the likes of you,"

the demon grabbed the girl by the hair and threw her to the floor. She immediately tried to get up but found herself pinned down.

— "Stay down! I told you, this is my game now. You've lost yours."

The witch jerked, but the demon hit her again, thwarting her attempts to break free.

— "And you're quite pretty,"

he whispered in her ear, stroking her breast with his hand.

— "Soon you'll become obedient too, and perhaps I'll let you live."

— "What will you do to me?"

— "Isn't it obvious?"

the demon laughed softly.

— "Now you are mine... My property."

As proof, the demon waved a collar in front of the girl's face and forced her to stand. Despite her resistance, he put the collar on the young witch and laughed, groping her body roughly.

— "This collar surely blocks your powers. And, on top of that, it's a symbol of my dominion over you,"

the demon snorted.

— "You..."

the little witch wanted to say something. But she stopped short, seeing the anger in the demon's eyes.

— "Now you speak only when I allow it. Understood?"

— "Since when?!"

— "And you will call me Master,"

the demon continued, ignoring her question.

— "And if you disobey..."

he meaningfully ran the blade of his knife along the girl's neck.

The girl kicked the demon. He winced.

— "You'll be punished for that. Soon you'll understand who you are now. How old are you? Answer!"

— "20. And you, probably 150? Or 300? Aren't you a bit old?"

— "Keep talking, keep talking,"

the demon laughed.

— "You won't be talking for long."

He began roughly kneading her breasts, her crotch... He started undressing her, ignoring her resistance.

— "A virgin, I suppose?"

the demon whispered mockingly in her ear, twisting the girl's arms.

— "Yes..."

she whispered, now frightened.

— "That's delightful,"

the demon perked up.

— "What? Will you devour me? Or sacrifice me?"

the witch asked sarcastically.

— "Only idiots sacrifice virgins."

the demon tore off the witch's last piece of clothing — her panties.

— "I think I warned you not to talk? I'll have to teach you a lesson..."

The demon tied the girl up and threw her on the floor, face down. (Specially for .оrg — ) He theatrically slowly picked up a belt.

He, drawing out his pleasure, struck the girl's labia, pausing to tease her, running the belt over her skin. The witch flinched, which amused the demon.

But after some time, he set the belt aside and touched the tormented lips with his fingers, caressing her clitoris.

But just as the girl began to enjoy it, the demon stopped. He grabbed the witch by the hair, forcing her onto her knees.

— "Ever seen a naked man?"

the demon asked mockingly, undressing.

— "Yes... A few times..."

the girl answered shyly, averting her eyes. The spanking had knocked the arrogance out of her.

— "No matter. You'll get a good look now. And a good taste,"

the demon smirked. He roughly grabbed the girl by the hair, pulling her lips towards his member.

P.S. If anyone is interested, I'll write a continuation...