Theresa's body convulsed involuntarily, her response limited to a series of spasmodic twitches, as if caught in the clutches of a sinister paralysis.
The demon released Theresa's breast with a resounding pop, savoring the lingering taste upon its twisted tongue.
Bending down once more, it aimed to deliver a final torment upon her delicate rosebuds, sinking its teeth into each one with a ferocious bite.
"Now, the time has come for the main curse," the demon sneered, relishing the unexpected delight of being torn away from the tantalizing depths of pleasure in the fiery pits of Hell.
"I never thought that Lord Succurax's command to embark on a mission in the human realm would bring such exquisite pleasure!"
With a wicked grin, the demon adjusted its position, distancing itself slightly from Theresa, yet maintaining a firm grip on her feeble and lifeless hands.
