Arachne groaned enjoyably when the demons appeared to be able to find every pleasurable spot in her body. 'This massage makes it a whole lot better...' she moaned. 

Nari nodded. 'Yes, the kitsune will escort you and your Mistress will stay near in case you lose control.' she said.

Zayne nodded, her face rosy with embarrasment and a slight hint of guilt about actually experiencing some sense of pleasure when Liz was running her hands all over her body. She followed her to the closet and looked at the clothes hesitantly. Upon hearing her comment she blushed and shook her head. 'No, I'll pick one...'
She eventually picked out what seemed to be the least inappropriate in her eyes; a black fishnet top with a thin streak of black fabric to cover her chest, a very tiny thong and an extremely short skirt with fishnet stockings and black boots.
She looked away in embarrassment after having to change and tried to cover herself up with her arms. 'I'm done...' she muttered.