Diana was very impressed with the state of the tent. Being much nicer then even the home she lived in. "I could get used to this" she said sitting down on at the table, looking at the wine with great desire, only to realize I had no hands to pour. Fuck.<br/><br/>Upon being offered the bath Diana thought for a moment.<strong>"eh, Tiffany was it? You realize that most of us don't have any hands to wash ourselves with. Your gonna have to wash us if we take a bath</strong>" Diana said smirking a bit. Normally she'd just take advantage of the girl right here, but with her arms bound little things like this would have to do. Plus it'd be nice too be washed by someone else. Though, for that matter someone was gonna have too give help her eat and drink. Less she lean over and eat like an animal... She began to wonder which was more degrading.