Niarra shivered, her arousal growing rapidly and a flush slowly spreading across her body. She'd never felt so aroused before, and she watched the succubus with horrified anticipation, trying to ignore the sense of disappointment that flickered through her when the succubus instead went back into Lyla's cell.<br/><br/>The sight of the rod made Lyla's eyes go wide, though. For a moment she was afraid that it was an actual branding iron, and she tried desperately to scoot away, gasping out. "What is that? I don't...ah...ergh..."<br/><br/>She mentally struggled against the magical order for half a moment, but she was too spent from the orgasm to put up a fight, if she would even have been capable of it before. The order made her lay on her back, and she shivered mentally, staring at the device in nervous terror.<br/><br/>When the iron touched her body, Lyla gasped out, nipples suddenly aching with need, her vagina feeling so empty, and then it was gone, and she felt completely, utterly drained. She panted slowly, looking down at the mark and the blood draining from her face. Finally she asked. "W-what have you done to me? I thought...thought you were going to let us go!"<br/><br/><hr/><br/>10 total. Ha!