She felt herself pulled off. The small pop as he slipped from her mouth. Wynonna blinked at him. Closing her mouth she swallowed a bit. She heard reward and cocked her brow. She didn't quite understand what he meant. She then felt the the chains rattle. She began to move. Her body twisting and she could focus on breathing. She felt the slight dizziness ease as she was laid against the floor. Looking straight up, she could feel the drool on the corner of her mouth but couldn't fix it. Her arms untwist and laid against the ground. She twisted her hips a bit and then felt them lifted into the air. She blinked, automatic reaction for her eyes. She shook a bit nervously. Her body tensing a bit as her legs spread opened. She let out a nervous exhale.<br/><br/><br/>The air along her skin brought a soft yelp from her as it was so sudden. She shook, trembling like a leaf as that blade touched her. Eyes closing firmly as she knew it was the same object that had been on her breast, that stinging feeling after the cold bitter metal was touched to soft skin. She pulled against the chains as her skin crawled a bit. She breathed out again, nervously. When she felt the release of her panties she flinched, the rattle of the chains as she clenched. "N-no.." she whispered out though it wasn't intended for the demon. Then his mouth was hoovering, his hot breath. Moment by moment she was becoming exceedingly anxious but with his tongue suddenly burying into her.<br/><br/><br/>Her sound was loud and it was the first real moan she let loose. She couldn't help herself the way he just buried himself between her legs. She gasped and pulled against the unrelenting chains. Her voice only still continuing to rise. She had her mouth open panting as she couldn't begin to contain herself. His tongue slipping around her, tasting her causing her to groan in discontent. "My reward is more torture?" She let out breathlessly. "I'll make sure to avoid these rewards from now on." She groaned out in frustration. 'Damn devil.' She thought to herself, struggling to keep that composure she had not but five minutes ago.