Sometimes almost work. Almost.

Marus grinned toothily, seemingly satisfied that his potion was having (almost) the desired effect. He didn’t suspect for a moment Mira’s plan, but was also canny enough to know that even now this woman was dangerous.
Still, this opportunity was too good to pass up.

He took out a key from where it hung by his side and unlocked the shackles holding her arms up, allowing her to slump down. Then he beckoned one of the guards, the second guard, forward.

"I think we can be generous enough to give the lady what she wants. Or some of it, anyway." He grinned once more "And you do deserve some reward, my loyal servants"

The guard gave a small nod and undid his belt, throwing it to the side and pulling his pants roughly down. He stood in front of the kneeling Paladin, legs a little askance, his handsomely proportioned cock jutting forward.

‘Time for you to follow up on your words,’ the helmeted man sneered. Mira shuffled forwards a little, her legs still were shackled, but her arms were free. She really needed to free her legs, in the long term, to have any chance of escaping. Perhaps if she followed through they would release her legs and then she could try something? A small part of her was disgusted at having to service such a man, but she couldn’t entirely deny the effects of the Exstatica potion, and she was trembling with desire even so.