"Oh? Hmm, I wish I'd know that, before. Then we wouldn't have to deal with this one, that feeds you," she says, grinning wickedly. "Maybe that can be your reward, not having to have this one, once your ring starts to work again, though you'll need it a little, to make sure you produce all that wonderful milk," she says, purring, and rubbing her hand over Diadra's breasts, clutching the two rings in her hand. "Now, you be a good girl, and enjoy, and when I come back, I'll get these rings on you, so you can't get them off, then we'll start milking you. I think you'll like that." She laughs, and leaves, returning another ten minutes later, clearly taking her time, as she slides the ring onto Diadra's finger, then gives it a small injection, causing the finger to swell, painfully, trapping the ring so it can't be removed without removing the finger, as well. "Now, open wide, and he'll make sure you get fed. Every time you cum, you get a little treat, doesn't that sound good?" she asks, patting Diadra's head, like a small animal, as she feeds her the tentacle.