She was in her own world. His cock pounding into her with no mercy.  She ached and she shivered in pleasure. Nothing was consistent in her emotions.  She knew she was enjoying this and yet she slightly hated that she love it, that she was allowing herself to please him.  Utt was a better idea than fighting it, but she still hated herself for it. He slipped from her causing Wynonna yo open her eyes, habit for the blind girl. She hadn't expected to see anything. Her eyes opening she found herself seeing a lot more than black figures. Her eyes widened and she was in a bit of shock. Everything was clear. The chains, the ominous surroundings and lighting. She felt a yank on her hair and that was when she looked upon the demon. His eyes were blazing, desire and need filled him as much as the demonic pleasures he wished to push upon her. She didn't have fear in her eyes, she was in awe.<br/><br/><br/>Her arms forced around his neck only to go limp. She gasped and held onto him. Nervous breaths now exiting her as she could see him. When he entered her again there was something not even she could explain about the way she trembled.  Everything shook as her pussy took him, the tightness increasing ad her arms squeezed him. Tears in her eyes as his lips connected with her soft ones. He was aggressive but something about the way he seemed to own her only made her moan. His tongue caressing hers in a violent tussle as he continued to fuck her hard. The kiss broke and she found her teeth on his neck in a bite. She clenched her as he let out his seed.  She left a bite mark upon his skin.  Releasing him as he released her.  Laid into the ground she cringed, arching her back and rolling to the side to acids the tender welts upon her back.<br/><br/><br/>She glanced at him as he turned to leave.  "Spencer!" She called quickly.  "How long do i have?" She was breathing heavily as she looked at him with brilliant clear blue eyes. The shimmering orbs were absolutely beautiful. She pressed herself up, beginning to stand on shaky legs.  Once Spencer had answered she breathed out softly. His departure wasn't a sad one. After the abuse she had taken she want sure she made the right choice in selling her should for her eyes sight. Grabbing the dark spell book she began to flip through the pages.  Looking over reach one until she landed on Spencer's spell. It would have been easier to domain something else, instead she summoned a demon of lust. She sighed and closed the book.  Locking it away so others could not use it.  As her hands rested on the cabinet door she looked to the marks across her wrist. He really did a number on her poor skin. She would rest for a few days before letting her life continue as usual.