<strong>Diadra Starborn</strong><br/><br/>"I-if you're that obsessed, who's to say that<em>she</em>isn't?!" Diadra cried out, her eyes going wide in manic, still trying to struggle, praying to Sune that she could get out of this...yet a part of her was melting in ecstasy already.  That piece of her was panting in desire of the succubus to thrust into her, of the drawing forth of the milk from her swollen breasts and the ecstasy that would ensue.  And it loved that she was fighting, yet succubus was<em>forcing</em>her into this.