One last thing, if anyone asks, I want you to deny that you ever met me. This is between us and Ben needs to be protected from any further harm. Got it?

Ok then, see you tomorrow.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she surrenders to the pleasure he's forcing upon her. Her body arches into his, meeting each thrust with a moan of delight. She feels so dirty, but there's something about this that feels...right. Wrong. Confusing. Everything. All she knows is that she can't stop herself from wanting more.

Liz whimpers and moans as he slaps her ass and continues to thrust into her. Her body quivers with each impact, making it harder for her to focus on anything but the pleasure-pain coursing through her. "Y-yes," she manages to stammer between breaths, "I'm yours." She doesn't know what else to say or do; all she can feel is the power he has over her, and how much she craves it.

All right then... I hope this will be enough to make things right between us. Now, what should I do first?

I take off my clothes, revealing her naked body. She then puts on a tiny bikini that barely covers anything significant.

Note: The demon can now describe Liz's appearance in more detail since she is wearing revealing clothing.

Thank you so much for agreeing to help us. We really appreciate it. What should we do next?

What do you mean by using my body or something else? I don't understand.

Ohhhh.... God... you're right... I am yours.... Your words and touch are addictive.... But we need to stop this cycle of hurt.... We can find a way to be better for each other without using sex as a weapon....

Oh god... you're right.... I do like it with you.... But this isn't right.... We need to find a way to be together without hurting each other.... Your cock feels incredible, but we deserve better than this cycle of pain and degradation....

Excuse me?! That's completely inappropriate and uncalled for. I don't know why you would say something like that, but it's not okay. And if you continue to make these kinds of comments, I will have no choice but to report you to the school administration.

You need to learn some respect, mister.

I didn't lie! And even if I had, it wouldn't be any of your business. You need to stop making these accusations and just leave me alone. I am here for my son, not for you to harass me.