She tried to bargain with the boys after giving them a peek at her goods

"And what those other ways may be?" grumbled Edrig squinting his eyes and crossing his arms over his chest.
Rayla paused. It was on her now: what could she possibly say? They expected her to help out with their urges, and while she knew this all was because of Claudia's magic and that they were victims as well and couldn't be held entirely responsible for their actions, she didn't want them to touch her. In fact, she didn't want those green, magical monstrosities anything near her ever again.

"W-Well, fellas, it seems to me that you like to look at me," began Rayla smiling uncertainly.
She attempted a seductive tone, making her voice lower and hoarser, but the result wasn't exactly seductive, rather awkward and a little disquieting to be fair.
The fact she kept winking didn't help much either.
The rapt eyes of her cellmates, completely enthralled by the power of her nakedness, gave her enough confidence to continue though: "And I was, you know, just hanging here, like a dried sausage. What if... What if I were to show a little more? What if I were to , uh, pose for you?"
The boys just kept staring, eyes a little vacant so the question lingered without a reply long enough for her to feel stupid and uncomfortably exposed again.
Maybe it was because of the potion, but these Humans sure appeared to be exceptionally slow.

She drew her breath.
"I mean... You like my bum? I turn around. You like my breasts, err, I turn again... I can dance, I'm very flexible because I train a lot... B-But I can be sexy too! Sexier than the usual I mean, heh." As she finished uttering the words, Rayla felt a strong wave of heat coming to her cheeks.
What was she saying? Dancing? Acting sexy? She didn't even know where to start.
She was a warrior, not a dancer or a concubine.
Besides, doing something like that for three silly Human bampots would be the pinnacle of humiliation for her.

If only the people of her village knew!
If only her friends knew!
If only Callum knew... How shameful!
No, probably Callum would have been the one to be proud of her for trying to help these poor guys. He would have been proud of her for not resorting to **** and seeking compromise instead.
But... did he really have any idea how hard and humiliating could it be to try to do the right thing sometimes, she wondered.

"Doesn't seem like a good deal for us, Rayla. I mean, that's your way to up the stakes? I'm sorry but... this won't work I'm afraid."
"Come on Tilor, work with me," she cried, "We have to help each other if we want to get out!"
"I'd like her to pose for us. I wanna see her pink pussy, I wanna see it all!"
"You don't say, Fynn? And you'd be content with just seeing it, you dumbturd?"
The argument broke out. Fighting with each other, the boys momentarily stopped considering the obvious naked Elf in the cell.

" Fellas, fellas... please. Wanna see my lady bits? You've got yourself a deal. See? I'm meeting you halfway there," she declared interrupting them. Despite the outward look of confidence, she had no idea what she was doing. All that she could think of was the question which had kept ringing in her mind she had woken up naked and in chains: "How the heck did I end up in a situation like this?"

The three turned to her.
"But that just won't do, Rayla, you're stuck on that chain. What can you possibly do from there?" argued Tilor.
She didn't think, she didn't reply. She acted. That was what she was good at, after all, action. She grabbed the chain over her head, pulling all her weight on it, she lifted herself up and spread her legs in the air, stretching them far and wide to their maximum extension to the sides.

Then, with a swift movement, she curled herself up, pulling on her abs until her hips were pointing upwards, and then straightened herself, closing her legs up in a flying headstand that made her touch the ceiling with her feet, offering the backside of her naked figure to the three. She held the pose for a few moments, then gracefully slid back down.
The whole display had lasted barely a handful of seconds, yet it had been well sufficient to flash all her most private parts to the Human onlookers who were now gawking at her in awe.
If Rayla felt her cheeks red before, now all of her body felt red and hot and tingly. She was on fire, and it wasn't just for the exertion.

"Wow!" Exclaimed Fynn with a look of pure adoration on his face while feverishly rubbing his manhood. "C-Could you, uh, possibly do it again?" asked Tilor while groping the floor in search of his glasses.
Edrig stood silent, apparently unimpressed.
He was still gonna put up an argument, Rayla knew.

"So you expect to us to what? Keep on just jerking off while you do that?" he smirked in fact after a moment.
"Well, what's wrong with that? It worked once, right? It calmed you down. You will just have to keep doing it until the effect of the potion starts to wear off. "
She still felt a little dizzy and overwhelmed.
"I won't do it."
"Ehm... you are doing it just as we speak Edrig."

The smith's apprentice looked down at his cock, which he was actually stroking with vigour, like his body was acting on his own volition.
"I... T-This is nothing. I mean, it's just the potion," he stuttered.
"You know what? Maybe we should just risk our chances against your Elf moves and magic tricks and tackle you down from that chain after all. Damn, I was horny as fuck already, now after you put on that lil' show I'm really itching for some action... Right guys? Who's with me?"

Tilor and Fynn didn't reply, they just gave their companion an uncertain look. They didn't seem as eager as him to test what Rayla's long, agile legs could do when used for self-defence.
They were torn between their magical-induced urges and their meek, gentle nature, Rayla saw this clearly. At the moment their true self seemed to be holding up, but for how long? Would it have to get worse before it got better, she wondered.
The same of course couldn't be said for Edrig whose nature was clearly more fiery and pugnacious, and as a result, was apparently ready to give in to his worst instincts already.
What they all shared was that look of **** craving for her.

It was like the potion was eroding their inhibitions and common sense.
That was the key, she had to take advantage of their lust-clouded minds to turn the situation in her favor.
Did they want sex? Well, she was no seduction expert, but she did have some experience in dealing with a certain horny, young, Human Prince.
If she managed to pull the right strings, she may have them wrapped around her fingers before they knew it.
Time was of the essence though, as she had to do it before they went completely out of control, which she feared could happen any minute from now.