"There we go, good girl," she says, with mocking sweetness. She steps away, behind Diadra for a moment, rummaging around, and returning a few moments later with a pair of syringes, quickly and efficiently injecting the large vials, one into each of the elf's already swollen breasts, grinning. "There... now, I'll let you pick. I have a pair of delicious succubi, who've offered to help me with your punishments, or I have a delightful setup where  you'll be fucked from every direction by tentacles. I'll even let you pick which one you'd enjoy most," she says, obviously something more wicked in her plans with the first one, from the way she spoke about it.