"I... I thought I loved you," she heard the voice of her ex-lover in the distance, "but I was wrong," his voice echoed through the far recesses of her mind, "for how could I love someone that treats me the way you do?" He asked as she opened her eyes once more, the blustering pain of the demons shaft fading as she stood in the kitchen of her apartment, gazing into the melancholy eyes of her boyfriend. "How could I love someone that openly cheats on me... that sees me as nothing more than her personal bank?" the young yet skinny blond man asked as he glared deeply into her eyes.

"Fuck you," Tasha heard herself bark, suddenly seeing herself standing behind him, a large serrated blade in the palm of her hands. "If you leave me I will kill you," she heard her voice hiss as the knife raised high above his head, the blade mere inches from the back of her boyfriend's neck.

"Death may be better than having to live with you anymore," he said.

"Don't... don't do it," Tasha tried to stop herself, only to feel her entire body frozen in place.

"I think not," she heard the demonic hiss in her ear, as the sharp edge came crashing down on her boyfriend's pale body, driving deeply through his neck as he fell like a bag of bricks to the floor, blood splashed like a crashing wave all over her face, forcing her to close her eyes to the bloody sight.

"No... I... I," Tasha paused; suddenly feeling the heated torment of sex mixed with pain driving through her pussy like a razors edge once more. The sharp slicing of her breast as her own blood bathed down the middle of her chest, only to feel her body betray her again as it caved to the pained pleasures rippling inside, driving her to the peak of her sexual edge.

"FU... FUUUUUCCCKK!" she screamed, jarring her head up towards the ceiling, unconsciously allowing him better access to the nape of her neck as he continued to drive his sharpened fangs over her, sucking more of her vivacious blood into his mouth, devouring all she had to give.

"Ha... Ha... yes, I knew it, you do get off at the sight of others pain," he growled as he continued to stuff his cock deeply inside her, riding her to her next wave of ecstasy, his pace merciless, unyielding as he continued to take her for all she had. "Such slutty whore are you not?" he hissed.

"No... ah... I don't... I can't take anymore," she coughed, dark colored blood gushing from her throat as her vision began to fade, the pain inside her body vanishing with each passing breath. "I can't... can't," she gasped for breath, her breathing shallower by the passing second.

"Oh no you don't," the demon hissed, "death is too easy for you, for you shall never die, your torment, your pain is everlasting, unrelenting." He growled, licking her neck with his tongue, healing her wounds instantly, as he continued to drive his beast into her, feeding off her fear, her pain, and her denial to admit that which she had become.

"Admit what you have done... see it again as if it were the first time... every time," he hissed as he flicked his tongue over her breasts, healing the deepening wounds before thrashing his claws back into her breasts, tearing her open again as the pain crashed through her body once more, each nerve bursting to the remorseless onslaught.

"No... No... I can't... I can't," Tasha sighed, the intensity of it all pouring over her as the images of what she had done feathered through her mind like a nightmarish dream, watching herself slam the tip of the blade into her boyfriend's neck again and again, over and over as the suffering continued on. All the while, he continued to stab his cock, his rabid beast into her pussy incessantly.

Healing her back to the period of her virginity instantly each time he pulled out of her, only to break her hymen, and ravage her taut walls each time he thrashed the full length, the full force of his beast back inside her body.

"Fuuuuuck... Fuccck!" she gasped, screaming at the top of her lungs to the heated anguish as he took her virginity from her a million times over. Assaulting her repeatedly, devouring her pain, her suffering until finally in a moment of clarity she faltered like the bitch he knew she was. The flawed creature he knew her to be.

"I... I did it," she whimpered, her words hiccupping with each thrust into her tightness.