"There we are. What you really are comes to the fore." The demon laughed, thrusting more powerfully, twisting inside of her, his hands massaging her breasts firmly, and he began to settle into a rhythm, pounding into her at a hard, but easily sustained pace. Well, easily maintained for a tireless demon, at any rate. His molesting wasn't quite harsh, but it was obvious that he cared more about abusing her psyche than for his or her pleasure. And he spoke again, his voice almost tender. "Now, once you want this to end...beg me. Beg me to fill you with my semen, little elf."<br/><br/>And another side effect of the seed she'd find was that it was rejuvenating her body, allowing her to go longer and farther, while washing away fatigue as well.