Solistrae notes the magically conjured items and for a moment she considers them.  Only a moment and her fingers grip one dildo-like device which she sensually gave an experimental lick.  It was the end.  Her dance destroyed by her nature.  Well, she never could refuse such things.  She's beyond horny now.  She pounces one of the slightly ignored girls and delighted by her cry she kisses her and slides the vibrating object into her before fully playing with her.  Of course, she doesn't let any of them go now, pulling from the kiss she pulls the girls into a squirming pile of sweat-damp flesh and sex filled moans.  Among them, the demoness plays, magical tools so eagerly and plentifully put to use.  Who knows how long this might go, but as her head buzzes with the rush of sex and play it might not be long before a whole slew of dancers were exhausted just after one set of dances.  Though it's too late to stop and she has long since forgotten her how controlled desires.  Otherwise, she might worry the Lord might take offence the succubus violates every one of his new dancers.<br/><br/>In the depths and throes of her passions, she is extremely pleased with this Lord and his choice of females.  Their tender cries and moans even hers joins theirs so delightfully.