One of whom? She felt it was best to play along and see what sort of information she could get out of the girl.

“That's right, sugar. What gave it away?” She smirks as her hands leave her body to draw her shorts and panties down to her ankles as she gives Nola a moment to respond before sweeping her finger against that warm slit.

“Looks like your getting wet you slut. See how you want this? You're all the same my dear.”

"Only a monster would torment girls like this. They do it all the time. Why don't you quit the charade and show your true form already?" She gasps as Etolie brings her hand back to her pussy, shaking her head in response and barely stopping herself from moaning.

What was this girl crazy? A monster? At first she thought that the girl might have been raped before, that she was lumping her in with some other tormentor but she determined that the girl had to be whacked when she wanted her to revert to her true form.

“I think we can have more fun this way. And this does not have to be totally unpleasant you'll see.” She wanted to ask the girl where she had been institutionalized but that was not to important. Rather she looked to that bag and produced Mr. Happy the yellow vibrator she had packed up for the occasion. She turns it on to the lowest setting rubbing it against her clit as she further teases the girl.

Nola finally lost control letting a moan as the vibrator was brought to her clit. She squirms and struggles more even though she knew it wouldn't help. The way she squirmed it almost looked like she was enjoying this.

“See? Such a slut. I didn't even put it in yet. Face it, you want to be taken. You want to be fucked in every hole but we have plenty of time and we certainly can save things for another time my dear. I think I'll start with the basics today.”

She traced the toy over her slit clicking the setting up on Mr. Happy by another notch so it was at the medium setting. She lightly penetrates Nola with it sweeping the toy shallowly against her as she rubs against the walls of her pussy in a circular motion.

She moans out more feeling the vibrator turned up more and barely go inside her. She continues to shake her head denying Etolie's claims that she wanted this, though her body seemed to be telling a different story. "Please...stop..." She begged.

“Stop? OK.” She clicks the vibrator off then suddenly without warning she flicks Mr. Happy to full power as she makes a sudden deep full thrust into that core, her wrist flickering back and forth as she drove the vibrating toy into her core circling the walls of her flesh as she did so.

“Tell me human, does that ever work?” She fed this delusion about monsters on this island.

Nola almost screams in shock and pleasure when the vibrator is pushed deep inside her at full power. She tugs harder on the cord on her wrists, unknowingly spreading her legs more. "N-no..." She answers in a whimper.

“Y-Y-YES!” She teasingly mocks as she thrusts away noting that Nola widens her stance to give her greater access. Slut. Oh, well, this was always fun tormenting the lower castes.

One hand slides back under her bra squeezing her breast then forcing Nola into another drawn out kiss, this one sweeping into her mouth dancing over her tongue as she eases it along hers. Who better to give a French kiss than an actual French girl?

Nola moans into the kiss, about to start returning it. Her will was beginning to weaken. Between the effect of the drugs and the constant thrusting of the vibrator at full blast, her surrender was inevitable. She tries one last time to pull away from Etolie to regain her strength.

She squeezes her breast tighter to keep her from pulling away too much. Her kiss deepens as the other girl fights it less and less. The vibrator slowing down with longer slower thrusts as she searches for that treasured spot within her.

When she breaks that kiss she smiles again. “Cum for me, darling.”

Her orgasm was building up quickly, and she no longer had the will to resist. Her hips start to move a little with the vibrator as her moans become louder. She finally tilts her head back letting out a long moan as she's hit with a wave of pleasure and cums. Once it passes, her knees shake barely able to hold her up. She felt so humiliated giving in like this, even with how Etolie kept tormenting her relentlessly.

“Doesn't that feel good?” Mr. Happy is drawn out of her and shut off before being tossed aside. She sinks down using her tongue to trace against her labia as a finger swishes over her juicy slit.

“Dear, your wet. I suppose I'd have to clean up the mess ...” She stabs that finger inside the girl nice and slow this time.

Nola hadn't even fully recovered from her orgasm when Etolie begins to finger her now, making let out a whimpered moan. She hated acting like this in front of someone that was just using her like a toy, but she couldn't control her own body anymore. All she could do was ride it out and hope it would not last much longer.

She loved this measure of control that she had over others and while Nola attempted to ride this out she delves into her for awhile longer, twisting that finger inside her. When she finished she sucks offf the finger then takes one long breath of her cunt before her tongue goes back to licking at the labia then pushes inside her to get at those juices, her tongue flailing around in tight little circles.