After what seems like an eternity, the General pulls the last of the seeds from Naael's womb, leaving the elven woman swimming in sensations of pleasure. At this point the imp finally steps in front of Naael, shaking his head. He was short, only a bit over five feet in height, and while fairly well muscled for his size, not particularly notable, aside from his crimson skin, long black horns, and impressive manhood. "Well, then...looks like you're about ready. Girls, ready the chamber."<br/><br/>The imp dragged Naael to the side as the two others pulled the bed to one side, revealing what looked like a sarcophagus set into the floor beneath it. They removed the lid to show that its cavity was lined with a pinkish, muscular wall, with openings above and below. He nodded as he looked at Naael with an evil smile. "Now...you can lay down in there yourself, or be forced."