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The demon girl was smiling.

     Her welted breasts were bleeding.

      The whipper licked the blood off her areolae, savoring the illicit taste of blood.

       "Mnnn. Seems you suffer for sex, dear", The whipper said, as it brought the whip down on her rotting right breast, as its forked tongue licked the breast eagerly.

       "HALT! STOP THIS OBSCENE THING!", Scotland Yard Detectives O'Geary and Keane yelled, as they aimed their pistols at the whipper's head.

        "DON'T INTERFERE! THIS IS THE RITUAL OF DEASMON. YOU CAN'T STOP IT!", the whipper said.

        And then the Detectives shot the whipper in the head.

        Blood splattered everywhere, as its bloody, bullet-riddled body thudded to the hellish, cobbled road.

         And, as it died in severe pain, the demon-girl hissed!

         "STUPID FOOLS! NOW YOU'RE DEAD!", she yelled.

         And, uttering a kill spell, her eyes turned a hellish red color.

        And, as the Detectives screamed in horror, they died from a massive brain hemorrhage.

        And, as they died, she grabbed the bloody whip, and continued whipping her breasts, as she reached her own sexual, hellish pleasure.

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