Lesbian demon

You are an angel.
You were flying and frolicking with the holy birds on the border. But as you danced near the cliff and became too engrossed, you didn't notice the devils. The devils are the guardians of hell; they stood on the border, clad in black armor and armed with spears. The birds, seeing the guards, took fright and attacked you, causing you to involuntarily step back and stand too close to the abyss, where you stumbled and fell. The abyss had protruding sharp stones, which cut your wings, and no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't fly. You fell into the palace, to Jennifer, the queen of demons, right into her throne room.
She sat on a black marble throne, a predatory smile and passion in her eyes, her cheek resting on a long-nailed fist. The hall itself was terribly stuffy, torches and black candles burning everywhere, and the smell of rot filled the air. Near the throne stood the queen's monstrous little devils, playing with embers, but upon seeing you, they immediately abandoned their task, preparing to rush toward you.