It was the first kiss of a little home girl. Previously, she often imagined it, from which it began to tingle in the lower abdomen, but this kiss was frankly vile. Ram's long tongue filled almost the entire mouth, sometimes touching the tongue at the larynx. Sour, sticky saliva was already running down his chin, and sharp fangs scratched his lips into the blood. It was hard to think, there was not enough strength to resist. The world accustomed to the moon, turned upside down.

Finally, the demon, deciding that enough to begin with, pulled away from the shocked girl. Wide-open green eyes, looked somewhere through it. Tears streamed down her cheeks. And then the princess charged the loud slap in the face of Ram.

- Oh you... ! - He swung back. The girl did not even blink. The fear in her eyes had disappeared somewhere, and rage had taken its place. Teeth and fists clenched, chin jerked, eyes sparkled.

- Character will you show me here ?! - stone walls echoed his voice.

He pushed the princess, she did not even try to get up. Somewhere deep in consciousness, in the clouds of red haze, there was an understanding that it would not be possible to avoid violence, and why.

The demon piled on all the weight from above, crushing a fragile body to a cold stone.

“Well, why don't you eat, my princess?” - hot breath burned the neck of the girl. - It so excited me.

The moon turned her head to the side so as not to look into burning eyes of lust. The demon whispered something in her ear, tearing the dress with its claws and clutching her raised chest. The meaning of the words did not reach her. Total hopelessness threatened to deprive the senses.

“I would rather turn off,” the princess thought, but suddenly her eyes caught two glowing green dots in the opening leading to the balcony.

“Fight, my dear,” whispered an unfamiliar velvet, worried voice in his head.

- I can not. And I do not want - thought the girl.

- Then he will subordinate you. You will be his forever, and his passion will be yours. You will no longer be yourself, the passion of blood will eclipse your mind, and you will become such as he: a vicious, cruel and arrogant bloody demoness. Do you want it?

- Not.

- Then fight! And do not forget, this is YOUR Choice Day. Don't let the blood demon spell subdue you. Do not let yourself kiss.

The lights in the passage faded away. Luna stared in that direction for a few seconds until she realized that they were pushing her legs apart. Great effort cost to clear the mind of the red haze that carries apathy and the desire to obey.

- Not! - the princess twitched. The enlightened mind refused to put up with what was happening.

- What? - Rem did not expect such a turn of events. Poison, which he injected into her throat, was to make her an obedient doll.

- I! Said Not!

The demon again tried to squeeze his tongue between the girl's teeth. The moon, taking advantage of the situation, moved her knee to his groin. Rem snarled.

- Oh, you bitch!

He wound the long braid of the girl on his arm and, pulling up, dragged her to the balcony.

- trash young!

He pushed her onto the rail. The bare chest touched the cold stone, the nipples immediately tightened and hardened.

- Decided to hurt me ?! What do you know about pain ?!

Without letting go of the princess's hair, he reached out to the chest with his second hand and drove two claws into her. The moon howled. Blood trickled down my chest and onto the stone rail.

- Like? - he drove the fangs into the girl's neck. A warm trickle of blood ran down the princess’s shoulder and back. - This is just the beginning! - whispered a demon, licking a long, hot tongue, the blood from the shoulder.

The moon tried to escape, but the demon did not seem to notice. He ran a sharp claw over the girl's thigh, and there too there was blood.

- And now, princess, the fun begins!

With one hand he raised the princess's basin, and the other squeezed her throat so that she would not wriggle. The moon felt something hot and hard poking at her labia.The demon lifted and bent at the knee one of her legs, pressing down the girl’s tender, soft crotch with her whole body, but nothing helped. The princess was completely dry.

- Damn! Even you can not flow normally ?!

He supported the knee of the moon on the rail, spat on the palm, and smeared her crotch with his saliva.

- Come on, shout, bitch!

He pushed his dick, and he slowly began to sink into the virgin interior of the princess. The vagina tightened more and more, causing pain. Rem pressed with all his might, and the girl's flesh, though slowly, but yielded. The head rested on the hymen and the moon whined. The demon burst out laughing. A sharp pain pierced the princess from the fingertips to the crown. Thousands of needles pierced her womb.

- Not! Enough! - she burst into tears. There was no strength, the pain was terrible.

- I'll tell you when that's enough! - roared a man.

Pleva was torn and the Moon screamed so that if there were at least someone in the district, it would have thought that someone had been killed. Hot barrel entered to the end. The head rested on the cervix, causing a new, dull pain. The princess dreamed that all this would end, but the demon was in no hurry. He enjoyed the trembling of a young body, sobs and attempts to slip off his rod. Ram smiled, scratched the girl's tender ass, pinched her nipples. Cheering and sobbing it only inflamed. He abruptly pulled out a member, from which the moon cried again, and again began to push him inside.

Now it was easier. The pain was not so sharp, but there was no talk of pleasure either. The tremors were getting sharper and harder. The moon begged the gods for help to end it. But...

“Something we are no longer eating,” came the vile voice over the girl’s snake. The princess could not find what to answer. - Well nothing. We will fix it now.

He spat on the moon's ass and, rubbing his saliva over a compressed hole, began to push a clawed finger into the princess's anus.

- What are you doing?! - she tried to escape again.

“You will find out now,” the demon laughed.

The finger slowly penetrated inside. The long, bent nail painfully scratched a gentle, tense pharynx.

- Do not! Enough! Do not do that! - the girl's heart missed the beat.

Rem took out his finger, and once again spitting on the tight little ring, put his head against it.

A new portion of pain pierced the fragile body. Stringy, nagging, she did not let her breathe properly. The demon pressed on the pharynx with all the weight. The moon seemed to be torn apart.

- I can not! You tear me up!

- Maybe so. It must be fun, ”the man snorted.

He grabbed her with both hands on the pelvis, drove the claws into the skin, and sharply pulled at himself.

The moon screamed, bursting into tears. She grabbed onto the rail, trying to slip from a demon weapon that caused such hellish pain, but it only amused Ram. Squeezing, finally, through the narrow ring of the pharynx, he did not think to stop. Fluttering his pelvis, he rammed the princess's poor ass over and over again, and she screamed. Screamed almost without stopping. She was dizzy from the lack of air, but she could not shut up. The cries seemed a little, but the poor inside was anesthetized. The demon's laughter came through a layer of cotton wool. In contrast to the vaginal penetration, the pain did not dull, but on the contrary, it became increasingly unbearable.

Suddenly, a demon from all over the ball entered into it and pressed as if he wanted to climb there entirely. The moon felt the pulse of a member inside her. Rem groaned deafly and, slapping the princess on the buttock, pulled out the limping organ.

- Well, see you on your wedding night? - he handed the girl a ring with a black stone. The moon, collecting the remnants of power, knocked the ornament out of his hands, and the ring flew into the darkness of the night. The blood demon laughed. His laughter grew quieter until it melted completely.

The princess stood leaning on the railing and catching her breath. All the insides and muscles ached, sore ass. She closed her eyes ... the pain disappeared, as if she had never been.

The moon abruptly opened her eyes. She sat in her place in the throne room, in a cold sweat. Those present sat quietly, watching the scene.

- How much was I not? - asked the princess through clenched teeth.

- Fifteen minutes. - Sena did not dare to look at her daughter.

“Candidate Ram,” said the voice of the lonely priest. - Dark.From the kind of bloody demons.

Hall gasped. The figure in the black mantle took off the hood.

Contrary to the expectations of the Moon, in a chair sat not a red-skinned, horned monster who raped her, but an ordinary young man. Black hair is cut very short, a long face with a sharp straight nose, thin lips curved into a half-smile, brown eyes look straight at her with undisguised complacency and lust.

The girl shuddered. I wanted to put the ritual dagger right in his cruel heart. The princess snorted.

“Smug asshole,” she whispered.

- Oh my God. They are poisonous, ”Seine’s voice cracked. - Forgive us, baby. We ourselves do not know who the candidates are.

“It's all right,” the Moon squeezed out, remembering all the pain that she had caused in her darkness, and hating it with all her heart.

To be continued...