<strong>Sedianna</strong><br/><br/>I shudder as the demon continues to massage my breasts, which distracts me still more as she penetrates deeper, and she can likely feel my absolute horror, and my building arousal.  I didn't want the arousal, but I couldn't stop it or control it.  What in the<em>hells</em>had she done to me?  I twitch as she drills into my mind, and inscribes her orders.  I try to stop my body from moving, but can only speak. "N-no!  I ca-n't do this..."<br/><br/>But my body gets up and moves to the altar, and my eyes run over it in horror.  It was large, with iron manacles to hold victims spread eagle, and channels ran through it to channel fluid from the center.  A few bits of blood were in the channels, but that's all I saw as my body climbed onto the altar and lay there as she locked the manacles in place.  Terror warred with the lust that she had awakened, and slowly gained over it.  When the instructions finally ran out, I suddenly blink as I have control, and tug in fear, hoping I can get my hands and legs<em>out</em>of this thing!  But I can't get out of it, and my panting grows harder as I strain, willing to harm myself as I realize the danger.  The only thing that was blocking the demon from a fragment of her power were my underclothes and skirt.  Neither of which would last long if there was so much as a<em>dagger</em>in the room.