The demon arches her eyebrow at the mention of the angel's spirit, but marks it up to her having had her brain fucked out, temporarily. She does piece together the rest of the comments, though, and nods. "Very well, then. I shall let you rest for a few hours, and then we shall begin using you<em>properly.</em>"<br/><br/>She rises, and goes to the door, locking it, then bolting it tightly, to keep anyone out, and let Diadra sleep... for now.<br/><br/>Four hours later, there's a slight rush of air in the room, as one of the two succubi return, having teleported in, past the simple, locked door blocking her path. "Wakey wakey, little elfy... I want another taste of your delicious cum," she purrs, softly, moving over to the bed, and stroking Diadra, if she's still asleep.