<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/08/Succubus2.png)</div>Alactra's enlarged size was the result of an ongoing magical effect, a fairly powerful and normally quite short-lived spell known as<em>righteous might</em>.  As a result, when Ungrath affixed the automatically-adjusting antimagic shackles to the fey'ri's neck, she wound up shrinking down in size almost immediately.  More importantly, however, she began to squirm and writhe with much greater urgency around the tentacle that the altraloth had thrust down her throat, making wet, messy gagging sounds that the Devourer of the Depths would likely greatly enjoy as she thrust that tentacle down the fey'ri's throat again and again.<br/><br/>And then the archfiend turned away, and the fallen archmage was simply left to hang there, to squirm and struggle, all control of the situation having long since been taken away from her.  It was humiliating, degrading, and more than a little uncomfortable as well, her throat bulging out obscenely around that violating tentacle...  So perhaps unsurprisingly, Alactra herself was loving every second of it.  And when the archfiend's attention returned to her, when she was lowered back down to the ground, when the tentacle was removed from her throat, it was followed up with even greater humiliation, with being forced down to her hands and knees, bowing before the powerful fiend like a good little supplicant as a differently-shaped tentacle began to violate another of her holes...<br/><br/>Thanks to her succubus heritage, there was a bit of an odd duality to Alactra's mind, something of a love for both submission and domination.  As a result, while she was already beginning to writhe and moan in the throes of orgasm as Ungrath moved to chain her up, her hips bucking back and forth, her own lustful juices running down her inner thighs, there was also another part of her that was already beginning to plot revenge, or at least beginning to plan out what she would do when the tables were one day turned between them.  Perhaps that would happen soon, when her Master arrived, or perhaps it would be a little farther off in the future, and accomplished by her own hand, but either way, thoughts of the many and varied things she would have the tentacled Archfiend do to pay her back for this encounter certainly did help to make her own orgasm all the more intense as she was chained up alongside the two other slaves.<br/><br/>And from there...  Well, even after reaching her first climax, there were more than enough toys on hand to keep her on edge as she was hung up and made into a lovely, lewd little decoration.  And then Vholdran arrived and she was presented to him, and he made it quite clear that he approved...  And past that, all that was left was for her to be a toy for him to play with as he continued on with his own business in the dungeon.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d0/Sullen_succubus.jpeg)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Quick stats</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>HP:</strong> 304/304; <strong>AC:</strong> 40; <strong>Ini:</strong> +36<br/><strong>Spot/Listen:</strong> +35; <strong>Hide/Move Silently:</strong> +36<br/>Darkstalker, Mindsight 300 ft., Blindsight 30 ft.<br/></div></div></div>Each of the duplicates of Torahime was on guard as Brymril moved to attack, but when the spell protecting Methu went into effect, they moved up, moving to surround the shadowy projection of the spot where he would re-appear when his teleport finished.  Lacking in spell-knowledge as she was, Torahime didn't know the full properties of the spell that Methu had used to counter Brymril's teleportation, and so one of her duplicates swiped at the shadow experimentally with her sword and, finding that it passed through the shadowy image without causing any harm at all, all three duplicates looked momentarily dejected.<br/><br/>"There there, Princess,"  Muramasa offered up, consolingly.  "At least Methu being able to block teleports or whatever this is means we're much more likely to win this fight, right?"<br/><br/>"The magical effect that created us will run out within less than eighteen seconds."<br/><br/>"What, already?  Oh yeah, I guess we did spend a lot of time playing with this guy's subordinates.  Ah well.  That also means it's been less than 60 seconds since you took down Solana, so it's not like you don't already have a pretty nice accomplishment to your name.  You'll just have to let Methu and Anasil have all the fun on this one."<br/><br/>"Hmph."  And somehow, the faces of the three duplicates each looked ever so slightly cute as they all began sulking in unison.<br/><br/>Muramasa disappeared off the battlefield entirely as Torahime's main body drew him forth once more, sheathing him as she quietly made her way out of the room.  Unlike her duplicates, she wasn't going to stop existing soon while being trapped in a shadowy demiplane with nothing to do, so she was already looking ahead to her next move.  She wasn't particularly interested in the solar, Solana Dawnfury, now that she had been defeated, and being an active participant in breaking her held even less interest for the succubus, but she wouldn't begrudge her newfound allies their fun.  She was sure Muramasa would want to show himself before the angel as well, when it was time for the big reveal.<br/><br/>Until then... well, it wouldn't hurt to at least check in on Echidna and see what progress she was making with Johan.  And after that, perhaps a bath, along with some quiet contemplation of what she could do to take care of her little assassin problem.