"Well she doesn't get a say in the matter." She turns back to the slaves "Yes, they can be removed, it will just be a bit hard is all. Until then... lets get you all upstairs, cause this place sucks down here."
They all nod and wait for her to lead the way.
"No, you don't understand. She has to give her express permission. Otherwise they won't even be replaced." Bast whispers back.
"Maybe we can rape it out of her?" Khorvis asks, chuckling.
"I second that idea." She says with a giggle.
Well, these two were certainly going to be balls of sex in the coming days...
"I support that idea. you two and Jackal and rape her silly while I wait to do the magic stuff." She says with a grin while heading back up to the throne room.
"Well, that's the pain in the ass of being a ruler. Or should I say pain in the back?" She asks, chuckling. "You can get a new throne, you know. Or maybe there's some hidden functionalities?" She asks, raising an eyebrow.
Her finger slides right in, and at the same time, something starts protruding from her seat, poking into her butt.
"I should remind you that the original concept of this throne was designed by a sex-mad Queen. You might some... Interesting... Things in there." She says with a giggle.
The dick that was about to slide right into her ass goes back down, and a pillow finally pushes itself out of the back of the chair, shaped like a succubus' succulent behind.
"Whaaat!? But it's fuuuun!" Bast groans, before sighing. "Although... You're the Queen. I suppose you can get a new throne..." She murmurs, looking at it wistfully.