Halae smiled as she nuzzled into Lauralana's crotch and gazed up at the struggling elf.  Her long tongue slithered out and teased the outer folds of the elf's sex before easing into the warmth and coaxing at her pearl.  Slow, knowing licks tease and draw reactions from Lauralana's body.<br/><br/>Then the spawn's fingers ease up to spread the petals of her center wide and expose her vulnerable nub to the wicked silver needle.  She teased the elf with it, stroking her with the tip lightly and circling it around the delicate flesh in slow circles.  Then as it seemed she might never tire of tormenting and taunting, suddenly her fingers gripped and pulled at Lauralana's clit as she drove the needle through it.  Withdrawing it, she jabbed it into the soft flesh at the back of the elf's knee while she grabbed another of those horrid rings and forced it through the hole, licking and sucking as it flared and sealed itself with yet more stolen magic.<br/><br/>Withdrawing her needle, she rose to stand before Lauralana and lick the smear of blood from her bright tool.<br/><br/>"Enough?" she asked in a seductive whisper, "Or should I add one for that sharp tongue of your's as well?"  Another piece of the dark metal came from her pouch, this one a short rod with balls on either end to keep it from falling out of place.  "I asked you a question elf-slut..." she purred with an unholy gleem in her eyes as she held up that tiny metal rod before Lauralana's green eyes.