"I'd rather that than...than whatever perversions you're going to f-force on me!" Sylvia gasped, the elf quivering in combined fear and anticipation. But in spite of herself, her body was quickly growing ready for Aluriel, and she couldn't help but shiver at the touch against her wet lower lips. The sensations were alien after so long in the chastity belt, and every touch was heightened, sending shocks of pleasure through her body.<br/><br/>As the runes began to light up, though, Illania began to protest,<em>loudly</em>. "Leave Sylvia alone! You're just-!"<br/><br/>And in bare moments, one of the other women gagged her, leaving the half-elf wide-eyed and struggling against her restraints. Sylvia, for her part, began to whimper as Aluriel started teasing her, the overwhelming arousal of earlier returning heavily, and her eyes widened as she felt the miasma almost...<em>coiling</em>inside of her, and she gasped. "S-stop iiIT!"<br/><br/>She yelped at the sucking, back arching as something strange happened to her clit. She practically vibrated under the demon's touch, her vision swimming as the pleasure built and built...and then she climaxed hard, panting as she whimpered, staring down at the rod in horror. But the demon's words...she looked up, and the sight of the shaft made her eyes go huge. "That...no! It won't...it won't fit! Stop!"<br/><br/>