Not with those hands in the way

You flash by her, altering her pose a bit to your liking. Instead of having her hands cup her breasts, you slide them underneath her garterbelt and put them alongside her thighs. Then, you grab some fabric and securely tie each hand to the corresponding thigh, so she can't move them back up.

Upon resumption of time, her breasts suddenly sag, bouncing a little as they do so, for they're no longer held up by the diviner's hands. She finds her hands are stuck at her sides, and when she makes an effort to get her hands free she doesn't accomplish anything but increase your boner through the jiggling of her large tits.

"Now we're done", you say, cocking your head as you inspect your work, and the exposed headlights before you. She blushes profusely at the unwanted attention.

"Now get the hell out, all of you, or else."

Zed and Cira take this as their cue to head for the exit, clutching their sheets, but the diviner halts.

"B-but, you promised me my clothes and staff!"