"Good," she says, smiling sweetly, still clutching her tightly, but no longer seemingly as furious.<br/><br/>She leads Diadra through the basement, to a somewhat open room, with numerous, fleshy growths, on the floor and ceiling, in holes in the stone work. She leads Diadra to one of several wooden stockades, designed to hold her head and hands, and quickly locks her into one, before chaining her legs to the floor, on fairly short chains, designed to keep her legs spread apart. Once she's satisfied, she reaches down to a hole in the floor, and pulls free a long, thick tentacle, and begins rubbing the tip of it against Diadra's sex. After a moment, it starts squirming in her hand, and starts to press its way into her, slowly at first, but once it's slid several inches in, it starts to thrust and squirm, more aggressively, and much larger, than the succubi tails. Once it's settled, she reaches up to the ceiling, and extracts a second, sliding this one into Diadra's ass, before moving around to her front, and grabbing a third from a hole, in front of her. "Now, open wide, or it'll knock your teeth out," she says, sweetly, holding up a fatter tentacle, rubbing it against her lips to awaken it.