"You just-!" Sylvia began, only to be cut off by the kiss, followed by the gag. She glared at the demon, unhappy in the extreme.<br/><br/>And their treatment over the day just made it worse. Each of them was left on the verge of utter exhaustion, unable to sleep for long enough to sate themselves. The veins grew slightly on Illania's body, and with them came more intense arousal. The young elf often looked at her nipples in a bit of panic, knowing that they would only appear at this stage, before the miasma began delving deeper into her body. She tried not to look at Sylvia, ashamed at her own weakness. And neither of them enjoyed the bath, though Illania's body certainly did.