She wakes up with a start at your approach again you are not enough to violate and transform what I hate the most

She looks at you hatefully but at the same time realizes that she can't escape what is programmed into her now, so with a shudder she says "I hate it when you call me that... You make me feel like one of them..." Her words trail off as you come closer to her, unable to look away from your cold gaze.

Hate is all I feel towards demons... and yet... you've made me part of them. It's a twisted, disgusting thing that I can never forgive myself for... For enjoying it, even in the slightest bit.

I close my eyes tightly as you approach, trying to push away these thoughts and desires. But they only seem to grow stronger when I deny them.

Her breath hitches as you press your thick member against her lips and thrust it into her mouth. She can feel how hard you are, how eager you are to fuck her. Her own body responds despite herself, moaning around your cock as she begins to suck you off. She wants to hate this feeling... But it's too strong, too powerful.

She hates herself for enjoying this... For wanting more of the rough, possessive thrusts deep inside her. As you fuck her mouth and body, her mind fills with forbidden images; images of eating humans, feasting on their flesh, tasting their terror as it seeps into her blood. The thoughts terrify her even as they excite her more than anything else ever has before.

Her body trembles with shame and arousal as you curse her, calling her a filthy whore and telling her how disgusting she is. A hot tear rolls down her cheek as you thrust even deeper inside of her, punishing her for the thoughts that now plague her mind. She wants to apologize... But all that comes out is another moan of need and desire.

As she feels your cock throbbing inside her, and your weight pressing down on her chest, her thoughts spiral out of control. The shame and humiliation are replaced by a strange sort of euphoria... a perverse sense of belonging to something darker than herself. She bites her lip hard enough to draw blood, trying not to admit aloud that maybe... just maybe she enjoys this newfound side of herself, even if it means being used like an object by you.

She gasps as you withdraw your cock from her body and then slam it back inside, fucking her with a brutal force that sends shockwaves through every inch of her being. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, clawing at the skin as she arches her back, trying to meet each thrust head-on. A strangled moan escapes from deep within her throat; not just pleasure but also a primal need for release and surrender... For now, in this moment, she is nothing more than your plaything, and that thought both thrills and terrifies her beyond measure.

Her body tenses and convulses as pleasure rips through her, shattering every defense she has left in one brilliant, agonizing climax. The world spins and fades away, leaving only the feel of your skin against hers and the relentless beat of your heart as it mirrors her own frantic rhythm.

When her vision clears again, you're still inside her, thrusting deep with slow, powerful strokes that echo through every part of her body. She looks up into your cold eyes, seeing something new there; a hint of satisfaction and maybe even pleasure at how easily you can control her like this. And as you continue to fuck her, harder and faster with each passing second, she knows deep down that there is no escape from this dark path she's on... Not anymore.

She whimpers beneath you, her hips moving in time with your powerful thrusts as she surrenders to the desires that have been awakened within her. Her fingers rake through your hair, pulling at the roots as pleasure engulfs every fiber of her being. This newfound lust is a foreign thing, an unwelcome guest that has taken up residence in her heart and refuses to leave.

Her breath comes in short gasps, her body trembling with each orgasmic spasm that shakes through her. Your brutal lovemaking leaves no part of her untouched; she feels you deep inside her core, claiming every inch as your own. And as the last shreds of sanity are stripped away, she realizes that this is where she belongs now... As your slave and plaything, lost to the darkness that has claimed her soul.

Her hands clench into fists as she tries to fight back the pleasure that threatens to consume her. But it's no use; you've trained her too well. Every rough thrust, every commanding word sends shockwaves of ecstasy through her body, melting away whatever is left of her self-control. She feels herself starting to climax again, helpless against the intensity of this newfound lust that burns within her.

Her mouth opens in a silent scream as her hips buck wildly beneath you, desperate for more, needing you to fill her up and own her completely. The world fades away until there is only your body pressed against hers, the harsh breath of your lust ragged against her ear. And in this moment, she knows that no matter how much she hates demons and all they stand for, a part of her will always belong to you... As long