Sylvia and Lisa smiled with Mareth's instructions, nodding in unison.  "Certainly, Mareth.  We'll make sure she stays well tormented," Sylvia said with a dark grin.<br/><br/>As the two turned back to Melany, the elf looked up, a weak expression on her face.  "No... please, you two, you don't have to do this.  You can fight against her influence..." she begged, barely able to keep from passing out.<br/><br/>Lisa shook her head at the paladin before flashing her a grin.  "Why would we do that?  Mareth has given us everything we wanted... pleasure beyond anything we've dreamed of.  But it looks like you'll have to wait before having more.  Sweet dreams, Melany," she said as the paladin finally nodded off.  With a nod, she went with Sylvia to the table where Ivy was chained up.