In the past Ania rarely dabbled in suffering pleasure delivered unto her feminine bits, especially with the students themselves who totalled an amount of one to ever indulge in the experimental approach to their hermaphroditic captor. It was a privilege, to be the first and currently only woman to interact with the eager huntress on that basis and yet those numbers might double fairly soon as these azure eyes fixate on Rhaine with a smirk to her enchanting features.

"I'll have you know that I'm more than excited to put your toys to good use, dear." Whether that entailed sticking to their respective dom and sub roles, Ania did not know, but considering that the student came up with it by herself and it wasn't imposed upon made looking forward to their next encounter all the sweeter.

She had developed a fondness for it and needless to say, suitable male lovers across the island weren't always available though they were quite willing they oftentimes lacked the appeal these beautiful female specimen had and the few that did match up to these girls were either scattered across the stars or not always up and around when the huntress felt like having a bit of a playful adventure.

"You should get yourself cleaned up and leave. I'm sure Etolie and the rest will take care of itself." The school had certain procedures and amongst them were tiny robots cleaning up after their destruction and mess, more or less as cases of these sullied environments getting discovered weren't quite as rare as they should be.

In any case, Ania ventured onward once that was taken care of. She planned on returning to the beach until nighttime when her true hunt began. On the way out, she could not resist letting a single tendril cascade over the doll's exposed chest, wondering if somewhere, somehow, Rhaine eeped unexpectantly at the sudden touch.

She was a sub most of the time though with Dani sometimes she was made to take a more dominant role. She was far more comfortable following the rules growing up in a military household she had too options early on. Ship up or ship out. Rhaine could have wound up a rebellious teen and while she had indulged in her fair share of parties like most girls her age she was not disruptive.

Rhaine loved her family and did not wish to disappoint them indulging in her Mathematics more often then not. Whichever role her Mistress preferred her to take would be the one that she would fall into.

Today she had learned just how much Ania loved her feminine folds that Etolie was playing with. She had noted that for future reference of course not that she had been totally oblivious to her female aspects but she had always been of the belief that Ania delighted in using the male portions of her anatomy.

Each day one learned something new. She cast a quick glance to Etolie. It was doubtful that that slime was around or any other creature for that matter. She should be safe and if she wasn't, well she had her instructions and it would be out of her hands to stop anything any way with the President of the Student Council unconscious she would only get snared herself. Besides, she doubted that anyone would bother with left overs, especially unresponsive ones.

She nodded. “As you wish, Mistress.” She got cleaned up herself and did as instructed leaving the scene. About half way back to her dorm she felt a warmth, as brief as it was caress her chest, a chill rushing down her spine as she let out a tiny gasp.

She looked around, knowing that her Mistress had far better senses than she. Was she testing out the doll watching from nearby? She could not see any one. The funny thing was that Etolie could have dispelled the effect I she wished or suppress it, finish the doll then activate it again though she had been out cold not that it was ever her intention in doing so unless instructed by Ania.

“Yes, Mistress, it works.” The phantom sensations when they occurred would only serve to remind her that her Mistress was thinking about her.