Strip her: I want to see Filistra naked.

Compounding your foolish decisions, you decide to reach-out and pluck Filistra's robe away. Her black lips bend in a grimace as she feels her nudity on the cold air; her skin is aged, as she is at least in her middle years... -but her broad hips curve with a cock-charming flare into those fit, toned thick thighs. She has a better physique than even most young women you know.

You eye her perky, ample breasts with covetous yearning: her thick nipples jut-out against the air, responding against her will to your desires... which surprises you. Just as she flexes her other hand to begin conjuring a spider's web of miasma in it, you shudder and raise both your own to direct your chains unto her...

Even as powerful as she is- she clearly didn't expect the antimagic powers of the Chains to be so potent. One chain binds to her back, then one for each ankle and another for her other wrist: only tiny black specks and embers are left of her magic, and her wand falls to the ground while your chains lift her into the air like a puppet...

You will the chains on her wrists to lift highed than the others, the posture of which pronounces her breasts nicely. "-cease this and surrender to your ****, or you'll suffer for betraying us as long as you live." Curses the bound, naked Filistra...

But you just grin and scoff while stripping yourself. If you feared ****, you would not have made a pact with Taboo.