Aluriel paused, as they reached the bottom of the steps, then turned around and studied the two women carefully. Finally, she nodded, and pointed to Sylvia. This one, first, then. Hold the other to the side, and make sure she watches," the succubus commanded, as she opened the door.<br/><br/>The room was roughly square, forty feet across. Chairs and shackles lined the walls, though none were occupied. The pair for Illania dragged her off to the side, and pushed her into a chair, tying her in place, while the other two brought Sylvia into the middle of the room. Here, in the middle of a large circle of runes, inscribed into the stone floor, were a comfortable-looking bed, and cushioned chair, both equipped with restraints. The women carried Sylvia to the bed, and secured her wrists and ankles, as Aluriel disrobed. This would be the first time either of them had seen her nude, and she was as statuesque as her figure had suggested. She was flawless, from head to toe, and moved with an easy, powerful grace, as she sauntered into the circle.<br/><br/>The two women departed, once Sylvia was secured, and Aluriel smiled as she walked closer. "Any request from me? I have some ideas in mind, for how I'd like you to turn out, but if you have any suggestions, I'm more than open to them," she said, as she leaned over the elf, and removed the piercing that had, apparently, been keeping the last stage of the miasma at bay.