Sahra looked around in wonderment while Muse wandered around and collected an armful of oils, lube, and cloths.<span style="color: #4d4dff"> "There's no spikes, chains, or other instruments of torture. And I'll have you know there's more to me than just a sex pot, I am still a demon... or I was before I was tortured? I'm not really sure what I am anymore. Anyways, these are for Ras."</span>She pushed the oils and cloths into Elune's hands.<span style="color: #4d4dff">"Since this is about you, you get the task of massaging him and helping him relax. Or whatever. Just get him hard and keep him that way. I'll make sure our human is properly lubed up and ready for the ass fucking of her life."</span><span style="color: #a64dff"> "Don't I get a say in this?" </span><span style="color: #4d4dff">"Uh... no? You're the holes Ras is going to empty his cum into and Elune and I are going to clean out. Haven't you been paying attention?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>