Once more she had been pressing her way through the jungles near the coast, pausing once or twice to consult her map. She had not been lost but ensuring that she had avoided the more critical areas where she had encountered Vex.

That had not been a wholly terrifying experience for her though it had eaten up three days of her time and she did not have such time to give.

The map was a copy and it had names and points circled on it indicating who or what attacked her and where.

Her bag was placed down and she rummaged out a bottled water taken a long sip. It was a hot day though this close to the beach gave off an occasional sea breeze.

OK, so there was only this point where she encountered Marlin to be careful of up ahead … she explored today on this hot Saturday morning. Tonight she would be swamped with book work but her time these days had been rather constrained given her Prefect duties now.

Her bag was full of her survival gear; flashlights, maps, snacks, extra clothes.

She was wearing a sturdy pair of boots, khaki shorts and a green tank top. Black leather wrist guards were on either arm once concealing the scars that she no longer had, one positive thing though her most interesting possession was the collar about her neck that could not be perceived in any way by other humans. There was a bell attached and the item Vera had given to her had been enspelled by that foul demon Therion.

She fingered the bell then, upon looking down from her place on the cliff saw something unusual in the water. From here it was a dark shape … a rock ...she watched for a moment recalling that Shriktor had a submerged vessel.

This was a remote area though and by her best guess visitors would be closer to the school if they were hear hunting so she had to make a judgment call here.

To escape from this island she had already known that she had to take risks so she worked her way down from the cliffs to the beach to have a closer look, the closer she got the more it looked like something more than a suspicious rock ...

Descending further along the cliff the supposed rock appeared to gain a more distinct shape, growing larger in her gradual advance toward the darkened spot in the water while from afar it hadn't seemed like more than the student expected to come across. Upon reaching the beach below, however, the reflection on the surface had become slender given her distance from the shore and the object itself, curiosity compelling her to step forward in search for the true nature of the unusual formation.

Down here merely flowed a calm breeze, the bay quiet and secluded overall save for the recurring, faint splash of barely noticeable waves breaking on the shore. The surrounding sand dunes lulled the serene scenery in a veil of pleasant coolness which blocked out the morning sun, distracting mildly from the tropical climate of the island and judging by the position of the sun that wouldn't change anytime before noon.

Not far up ahead laid the unknown with the highest point submerged approximately several feet beneath the waves, the sea of a crystal clear tinge with a slight infusion of emerald green hadn't concealed the rather boulder-sized contraption although Daphnee would note with ease that it wasn't yet another ordinary rock.

Dark, perhaps pitch black in coloration it possessed a rounded upper portion that arched along the entirety of the object, one end extremely narrow similar to the bow of a ship while the surface had been akin to jagged rock formations in terms of appearance aside from a minor portion on one side which appeared to be as smooth as butter, possibly fitted with glass though without at least stepping into the water and having a closer look it'd be hard to discern.

There were several protrusions along the center and flanks bearing an uncanny resemblance to fins, but from her perspective on the matter nothing more could be gained. Even standing above the seemingly abandoned vessel would render her fully submersed, meaning that any further exploration involved diving and soaking her clothes unless she decided to swim in the nude.

Ania despised the blazing sunlight, planning on prowling the school grounds for any unsuspecting prey in the morning following an already eventful night given the fact that classes that day were rare or downright non-existant for the student body, she hadn't worked out the kinks in the human lifestyle there, but the fact remained that the temperature had risen beyond comfortable limits.

Perhaps the pool would've been an adequate hideout, but ultimately heading back for the comforts of her spacecraft seemed wiser while the ceaseless warmth was bearable in the early hours, sleeping throughout the day in preparation for the coming evening not out of weariness, but rather the knowledge that she functioned worse in the for humans and other monsters favorable weather conditions.

She wasn't in any hurry to reach the far side of the island, the canopies of the jungle shielded the blue skinned huntress from the sun for the majority of her journey, her feet digging into the dirt below whose claws scraped along the protruding roots and plantlife along the path.

This was definitely something. It had taken her some time to navigated down the cliff safely finding her way down through the overgrown region that was the closest thing she had found to a path.

A little sweaty she reached the bottom of the cliff, the sea breeze feeling nice and refreshing against her pale skin. Sitting down her bag she digs out her water again taking a long drink from it before setting it in the bag though she keeps it open as she nears the water.

Beaches at Boston had been frigid though the waters here while not always warm were tolerable at the worse of days and sticking her hand in she finds the waters warm today.

“I wasn't planning on a swim but ...”

If not for the disappearance of her scars she would have never removed her wrist guards and plopped them in the bag. Next she pulled her shoes and socks off though her heart was slamming in her chest as she recalled Shriktor. Even if this were a ship what then?

She couldn't fly it off the island to make her escape not even realizing that home was a lot further away then she had thought. But even if there was something inside that could have helped … in order to get off this island though she realized that there was going to be risks and she wanted to cover as many bases that she could as she sighed a bit, green eyes cast out at the ocean she starts off into it letting the waves collapse against her toes first before swimming out to the object diving once there.

She was no stranger to swimming though she wasn't particularly good at it either. Purple locks darkened as she draws closer to the object looking for a seem of some sort or a means to access it a little, curiosity getting the better of her.

Easily twice the height of the student herself her assumptions regarding the suspicious rock were finally proven true by the time she drew near, the initial touch revealing the surface to be entirely composed of metallic alloys.

Further aspects of the space vessel became clear within close proximity, twin turbines on either side graced the mostly sleek design of the craft, the thicker of the two closer the bulk of the ship while their alignment suggested that in fact the bow had been bulky by comparison to a narrower stern. The smooth portion differed from the remainder of the object not only in apperance, but varied in the feeling to her touch, almost akin to actual glass although peeking inside hadn't exposed anything. Either the material itself wasn't meant to be seen through or the inside simply lacked in adequate light sources.

Naturally she lacked perspicuous explanation on the markings along the outskirts of the hulk, perhaps applied for the sole purpose of displaying affiliation to a particular faction though the mildly lavender colored lines and formations broke the monotony of the pitch black hull.

But amidst the depths Daphnee laid eyes on multiple oddities along the side, a smaller compartment which opened up with the slightest prompting on her part and exposed a rectangular device which would fit into her hands if it were detachable, the surface in the middle smooth and bound in a metal frame. Any experimentation resulted in nothing spectacular, the gadget lifeless while seemingly electronic in origin given the resemblance to touchpads in everyday life.

Right beside the panel were uneven areas, a minor opening even which offered up the view of a slim chamber with another console of the same kind near the far side of the narrow section, the space large enough for her to stand if she could get inside. Through the overall size of the vessel one could assume that she stumbled upon a floodable airlock of sorts, the floor perforated in a framework of spaced bars although without any expertise on the matter it seemed that she wasn't going to get very far. With force the hatch may open up further and allow for easier access, but getting any farther inside surely couldn't be done easily.

It may even take an experienced diver several attempts to search for any more entry points, but little did the girl anticipate the arrival of the one whose property she was checking out.

"Would you look at that .." Ania glanced down upon the sea with curiosity, noting the bag at the bottom of the cliff and merely watched on for the moment, the dark overcoat draped over her body flapping gently in the tender breeze. Rarely did anyone cross paths with her all the way out here, least of all another human female given the sheer amount of the unseen predators that roamed the area between the school and this remote portion of the island.

Unfortunately it would appear that the spaceship wasn't invisible any longer, disabled from the inside would be her best guess considering that it wasn't nearly in use as often as her former craft and any failure of the ship's systems would be puzzling, but she doubted that anyone in the student body had such vast degrees of knowledge in interstellar travel and figured that the latter must be true.

She made haste, not bound by the human weaknesses as she descended along the cliff itself, suction cups sprouted along the surface of her eight tentacles serving as additional support on the way down. Smaller rocks broke off in the process, tumbling to the beach below while smacking into the stony hillside time and time again, surely giving her approach away although she wasn't going to take any chances on this one.

She inspected the craft more than a few times she had to surface for air though it had not appeared that there was anyone her e and she doubted that she would be disturbed with the creature out hunting most likely. Shriktor had been hidden at his ship and while there was little hope of making sense out of this metallic ship she had gained access to a small portion of it, an airlock of some sort which only told her that the creature that used it was an air breather she assumed.

But try as she might she only used up the oxygen flowing through her quicker as she exerted more force as she tried to open it up further.

A panel seemed to be capable of moving though and she discovered another of the rectangular key pads, she was assuming that it was some sort of locking mechanism that she could not access.

A Telepath? Was the ship accessed remotely? She had not encountered a Telepath yet, and that was something she had hoped would be the case. They probably didn't exist anyway though demons were not suppose to be real either.

She surfaced again unaware of the creature moving down the cliff face. Her legs treading water as she wiped water from her eyes. It had appeared that she wasn't going to gain further access though there might be a trick to the pads even if she could bring it up if there were some sort of password she wasn't going to be capable of accessing it.

Another quick look, just to see if there was a trick though not that she was going to waist time trying to figure it out and hoped to be long gone before the owner came back and discovered that someone was trying to access the ship.

She was merely curious though seeing that the ship could not help her escape. One last look though before surfacing and leaving this place.

All the airlock did was keeping the water separated from the interior. The furniture would inevitably wind up soaked, delicate circuitry surrounded by the flood which would seep through the tiniest crevice would short circuit within mere moments and ruin the ship's systems more than they already were, needless to say it'd be disastrous.

While Ania possessed gills there was no need to sustain herself in a saturated environment and neither did she wish to slumber on drenched sheets during longer journeys. Admittedly communications would prove difficult while lacking the capability of speech underwater as well should the systems endure the moisture for prolonged periods of time, but she hadn't bothered trying as these vessels weren't cheap and she guided the money from various contracts elsewhere, other projects which demanded her attention.

"Hmm .. Not too shabby." She thought while thoroughly exploring the outlines of the student from afar, the generous transition from hips to waist particularly alluring as the beginnings of arousal stirred in the recesses of her core.

Seeing the purple gem surface and descend once more, the formidable huntress crossed the shore and dipped beneath the waves with practised ease, propelling herself forward at great speeds with the aid of her tail and these rhythmic bodily motions her people had been using to hunt their prey ever since the dawn of their civilisation.

She would do nicely for the final meal of the day, sating an undying thirst which pulsed through her veins almost constantly though her true value had yet to be discerned, the sweeter sounding ones certainly earned a bonus while talent almost assuredly ranked second.

Daphnee managed to gain access to the smaller chamber through sheer force, but the second input device exhibited the same properties as the first and wouldn't come to life, nothing flashed nor moved no matter what she did to the thing and breaking it off the wall in an attempt to bypass the next barrier proved as fruitless as it would've been pointless given the overall condition of the craft.

But upon turning around in an effort to return to the surface she'd notice the female predator a fair distance away, headed straight for her position while deliberately slowing down after being discovered, curiosity getting the better of her it had seemed. Ania awaited her response in contentment, wondering what she would do next although she'd linger not far from the girl while allowing her soon to be captive to ascend to the surface in search for some much needed air.

She didn't have much luck with the device as she had already figured though she did not really know what she was trying to gain here. It was time to go before she could no longer leave.

Shriktor had kept her under water for a deal of time at his ship though she had been blessed with a breathing apparatus she hoped to avoid such a situation again. Turning though, that was not going to be the case.

Shit!

Though her eyes hadn't widened more than someone that was surprised, it was clear that she had experienced these creatures before and that she had accepted the fact that she could run into one of them.

It even slowed a bit and Daphnee analyzed the azure creature assigning if she were the tormenting type that wished to play with her food or not.

Well, this was only the second female one that she had encountered and Daphnee already knew that her swimming speed was laughable. She was a passable swimmer, nothing more than that though.. When you ran from a dog it's instincts were to run after you.

She did not do that though. Rather she pointed to the collar about her throat then up, indicating that she needed air before moving in that direction though not at a great or frantic pace either, she wasn't going anywhere and surfaced treading water and clearing it off of her features as she waited for the inevitable.

Initially Ania expected another runner, the common course of action amongst the student body whose lives were strongly affected by the frequent lecherous visitors although this particular specimen hadn't shown shock in similar measures the predatory alien had seen numerous times before.

Instead she appeared to be well aware of the inevitable, bringing attention to her need to breathe through ordinary gestures prior to heading towards the surface, nothing which indicated any urgency on her part as it might've given the impression that she was going to flee. Whether out of understanding or merely her playful nature, the creature had barely moved by the time the student sucked in lungfuls of air.

Several long moments passed and slowly but surely the clothed female beneath the waves approached, prolonging the moments prior to her imminent capture as the somewhat blurred figure positioned itself directly below her, bright azure eyes honed in on her own.

Something skimmed across her leg, smooth and silken to the touch while emanating a certain degree of warmth, one of the great many tentacles her unknown guest possessed which she would've undoubtedly identified as such in the shallow water before settling upon her ankle, coiling about her there although she wasn't yanked below the surface nor treated with a stronger embrace, the loosely attached appendage looped in a helix while ascending that limb, completely avoiding her privates along the way before restraining Daphnee at the waist.

Without further ado the exotic beauty made an appearance as she surfaced behind the student, their bodies almost automatically connected in their closeness and while their clothes thankfully separated them she'd feel with utmost certainty the swell of her captor's breasts nestled up against her back in a shameless display of her bodily charms.

"You're a long way from home, aren't you? Nobody ever seems to venture out as far as you .." Her voice had been sweet, laden with sensuality as she leaned in and whispered into her ear with each and every heated breath that cascaded over the young woman in her grasp. "I didn't expect any company in the early hours of my day, but I cannot say that I'm disappointed in what I've come across."

She wasn't violent, playful at best when it came to newcomers whose scent didn't fully imprint themselves upon her mind, toying with the purple haired explorer for a bit in order to ease her into the situation. "What's your name?"

The long moments seemed to be drawn out, she not knowing what to expect though she did shiver as the tendril coiled about her leg winding up her body. She had been odd in that she had fantasized about bondage before her very first encounter here on the island had her fearing it though there was no recourse in drawing away from her. She was in the clutches of the alien though she had not been drawn beneath the waves.

Something had scratched her though it had not hurt in the way that she would have imagined. Afraid? Oh, yes, though she had learned that resistance was hardly going to get her any sort of better condition and every now and again submission actually worked out better for her though such matters had been rare indeed.

The alien surfaced behind her, large breasts at her back, her voice sultry and in her ears crystal clear.

“I didn't intend on being out this far but I saw the ship from the cliffs and … well chose to investigate. I was hoping to be gone before the owner came back,” she was truth as she answered. “But I won't bore you with the details as to why I'm this far from the campus, not unless you're really interested.”

There was no sense into getting in all those unwanted details she was guessing the motives of the alien were pretty clear. She was going to have her way with her one way or another, she had been through the matter often enough now that there were few things she could hope to gain out of the matter.

She paused … “I am glad I do not disappoint and while I am less then thrilled about it I am caught and hope not to disappoint. I only ask that you do not hurt me.

“My name is Daphnee. Daphnee Von Heinrich.”

Spending the night in the dormitory amongst several pleasing members of the student body suitable for someone as insatiable as the luscious female who tended to her needs thoroughly throughout the night, something about the heat and desire to return here might've spared Daphnee entirely if it wasn't for the fact that she explored the landed craft beneath the waves, attracting the attention of the owner.

For the most part she remained passive, restraining her in the closeness of their bodies although while speaking another smooth appendage slithered along the opening in her tank top near the armpits before sliding underneath the fabric, teasingly brushing up against the upper portion of her cleavage.

"Yeah, it wasn't actually supposed to be visible .." She mulled things over in thought, wondering what would be the cause for such an internal systems failure and yet the warmth of the girl seemed delightfully distracting.

While the grin upon her features remained unseen the emotion most definitely reflected in her voice, timid waves forming on the surface of the sea around them in their attempts to stay afloat. "Daphnee Von Heinrich, your name sounds noble .. I wonder if the way you feel will live up to it." Alluringly rich lips fell away from her ear, grazing over the tender neck of the young woman instead before proceeding. "For the sake of commom decency I shall let you know that my name is Ania, I do not possess a surname of any kind."

Briefly Ania pondered on their course of action, the fleshy tendril descending into the valley of her breasts, gently nudging the outskirts of the delicate tissue. "But I assure you that there's no need to be concerned for your well being. You don't run, you don't complain nor hurl insults at me, you don't attempt to harm me physically and I will make your stay as pleasant as I possibly can." She chuckled lowly at that notion, pausing for the slightest of moments then. "Aside from some rougher moments when I just can't help myself, that is, but even then I have the means to let you enjoy yourself to the fullest."

Slowly her touch returned, an almost sheepish pressure upon her earlobe as the huntress nibbled on the skin there with generous measures of tenderness while inhaling the bodily scent of her prey. "You do smell rather nice, dear."

"Before we begin I would very much like to hear about your journey far away from the campus. Normally I wouldn't be quite as patient with someone as charming as you, but I've had my fair share of lovers tonight and I'm sure it'd be an adequate change of pace to let you elaborate on the details of your travels."

“I didn't know that. I saw another ship before, much larger which was submerged, possible a freighter so I had no idea that this one could be masked. I couldn't access it beyond the airlock though.” She admitted though it was the ship that had drawn her here and placed her in this predicament right now.

“I'm not noble, though there was one that was though and from him we derived the surname that just got passed along despite the change in times and circumstances.”

Her heart beat decreased a little though seeing that the alien had not pounced straight away and seemed to be taking her time. A tentacle sweeping beneath her soaked tank top rounding the curve of her lavender bra which was also soaked, the touch slow as it traced about her and she could not blame the erect nipples on her chest from the water being cold either.

“Ania,” well she had another region of her map to mark later. A name encircling this point on the beach though she had no idea of hunting area size or what not it helped her in that she would know about where to expect a possible encounter in the future.

“It's easy to remember.”

It was reassuring to know that she wasn't going to be hurt too much. So often she had found herself embroided in torture sessions lasting hours or days. “There is no need. Running just draws the inevitable out and swimming my speed is anything but graceful too. Fighting back is pointless since I'm not being hurt and name calling does nothing to stop the inevitable after all.”

Though she had not done much of the later herself. Things were often bad for her at the start so there was no need to make things worse for herself.

Emerald eyes closed as her ear had been nibbled, there had been nothing rough so far and the touch was a bit arousing to say the least. She was surprised though that Ania wished to hear about her travels that had brought her here.

“It began last year really when I figured out what happens at graduation. The demon did not tell me exactly what happened but there was enough blanks to fill in that I sort of figured that I wouldn't be returning to Boston.

“I was told by another that I would be spared that but she doesn't even acknowledge that any of this is real. I know it is and was certified as crazy at one point so I didn't expect to be believed.

“Any way I've been trying to find a means of escaping the island which has brought me further from the campus and sometimes has gotten me in trouble but knowing what the future holds and that the present is beyond immediate change I've been searching far and wide for something, I don't know what, which would get me off this island and back to civilization.

“The ship was a distraction, I couldn't operated it even if I did manage to get inside of it.”

"You're not?" She hadn't seemed disappointed, each and every word dripping the same profound measure of sensuality as they were emphasized with an undeniably ardent purr, a slight portion of her mind recalling past events where bedding with an actual princess wasn't anything like exploiting the commoners. Not that the experience felt any better, but akin to precious gemstones they'd been sweeter than ordinary stones which riddled the surface of the earth in high numbers. "Noblewomen are just such rare treasures to come across these days, but I suppose it doesn't really matter."

Beneath the surface Ania possessed senses far superior than those of humans, the heightened beat of her heart gradually decreasing in growing contentment which guided the student closer to her desired state, calm and collected being the final stretch of their undertaking.

An amusing thought that anyone would deem her name easy to remember considering rarely anyone ever referred to her as such in their midst. Her demonic partner in crime named the huntress after some fruit on several occasions, some berry to be exact although she wasn't the only one seeing that their victims gained the unusual nickname or two throughout the encounter. Aside from these few instances she was either being adressed as slave or mistress depending on whom she visited at the time, her life specked with varying degrees of social status though she didn't truly despise devoting herself fully to another, stronger individual.

"I'm pleased to hear that you won't fight as I'm not too fond of harming any of my temporary captives, even the defiant and violent ones. Being known for pleasure rather than torment does have benefits, after all, especially when I plan on coming back for the women I meet every now and then, provided that they're entertaining and worth my attention."

Listening to the tale Ania had abandoned her earlobe in search for other tender portions of her being whereupon she smacked her lips in appreciation of the form, lush lavender colored lips slowly parted in another descent upon her neck where the subtle dampness of her tongue skimmed over the delicate skin teasingly.

Heated breaths tingled the vulnerable section around the collar while the azure beauty cooed softly in the gradual collection of a gossamer layer of salt water which graced the girl and allowed for her to glisten faintly in the sunlight.

"Boston is a place, your home, correct? I merely frequent Shokushu and know not much else of your world." She was testing the waters here, the confession that Daphnee knew more than smaller excerpts of the grand scheme caused her to imply that they resided on Earth at the time and not on another planet entirely where the school actually was.

"I'll tell you something about my ship, a secret if you will." She paused, the tentacle buried below her top gracefully curling about the expanse of one of her breasts repeatedly, encompassing the pillowy tissue wholly prior to teasing her hardened nipple and areolae in slow, circular caresses. "You would never get inside without any of my genetic material. The control panels, which I'm sure you've seen, only react to my particular biological make-up and are rendered completely useless without it."

"However, I surmise that it must be damaged in some way seeing how you managed to gain access to the airlock in the first place."

Quite suddenly, however, Daphnee would notice the rigid pole of warmth which had nestled up against her concealed hindquarters, hotter than the tendril overall and the crest of which poked into her lower back as that touch left little to the imagination, pulsing strongly in undiluted passion. "But perhaps your fate is inevitable and there is nothing you can do to prevent it. You could gain someone's favor and hope they'll make an effort to have you for themselves upon graduation or be hopelessly lost for the remainder of your existence."

“I've studied the genealogy of my family a little but lost track of it in the distant past,” she doubted that she could get her to understand the same reference of time by dropping period names so she hadn't tried that. Though records on her father's side had been tougher to follow and on her mother's side she could trace things back to a relative a ancestor of hers had entered, slavery, a state she wished to avoid for herself.

Daphnee was calming though as they tread water there. Clearly they weren't going to be disturbed and it was a comforting thought to know that she wasn't going to be brought through the wringer this time.

“If there were only more that thought like you. Most things I've met have been sadistic and revealed in the opposite effect.” So if she was uninteresting this wasn't going to repeated though this but by divulging that little bit Daphnee felt as if she were being tested as to what she would do.

She could be easy to work with if their was no violence, it was so rare that she managed to get through matters unscathed and while Ania did mention some pain it did not seem that she was going to be as excessive as those that she had encountered before. Each trying to out do the other she supposed.

Lips moved against her in sensual fashion though she had been reminded of the accursed collar that she could not remove. Vex managed it though it simply manifested itself a few days later. It gave her a little respite from Therion's commands any way.

This had felt so much better than being shoved in a dark hole some place or terrorized beyond belief by running from something. She had not learned the big secret that she was on another planet but had worked out a few things. Like no being killed by the predators on the island, that after she graduated she was destined to be enslaved.

“Boston is a city on the East coast of my country.”

A secret? “Oh.” She looked to the ship below them as a tentacle coiled about her breast, the growing member pressing to her back telling her that story time was just about over.

“I had considered that too but I'm not going to sit back and allow it to simply happen, not without at least trying first.” Kakumaoh was the only one that she had encountered thus far who might be interested in such a matter but she had not brought it up with him yet knowing that to see him meant having to submit, which wasn't entirely bad. He was her source for a lot of information too, he either couldn't or didn't lie so by her own judgment with his answers of lack of a response she could draw some conclusions from matters.

In the beginning Ania hadn't differed from any other ordinary sex crazed monster that prowled the school grounds for the most promising catch of the day, striking mercilessly day after day until eventually stumbling across the one human female who piqued her interest more than the others. She would prove to be the turning point in her illustrious hunting career where the captured prey no longer wound up mistreated for the sake of bodily pleasure, but instead was handled with exceptional care by comparison.

"You don't exactly move like fish in the water for someone who grew up near the coast, my dear." She smiled mildly at that, the expression unseen given their position in the water. "I jest, of course. All I'm trying to do is make you more comfortable for what you know is waiting for you here in my presence."

Shifted ever so slightly they soon faced the direction where the spaceship resided beneath the surface of the sea, the creature assuming a certain degree of dominance to move her though not overly so. "There aren't any weapons nor devices inside the ship which you'll find to be extremely useful throughout your stay, in case you've been wondering what you'd happen to come across if you ever managed to overcome those mechanisms, let alone find it again once I've relocated."

During the cooler winter days landing farther away hadn't been much of an issue. The climate usually felt rather comfortable then, but in the blazing heat of the summer the closer she managed to settle down near the coast, the better. "I rarely bring more than several rations of food along with me on every visit to the island although I must say your local fare isn't terrible either even though I have to sneak into your canteen to get my share."

Her nipple wound up in the embrace of the silken texture of that tentacle, nudged softly at first before the appendage seemingly split along the center and seized the hardened cherry nub, pinching it gently before fully withdrawing through the opening it one intruded upon. "But enough of such negligible matters, I kept you waiting for far too long already and don't wish to hinder your progress any longer than I have to."

She seemed lost in thought for a moment, her affectionate touch on the young woman's neck fading in that instant. "Perhaps I'll even let you go before you collapse completely."

Daphnee was given free reign over her motions as the spiraling tentacle around her leg fell away as well, surely temporarily even though her compliance had been assured and her chances of escape weren't nearly high enough to be any cause for concern. "We should head for the shallow water where you can stand on your own, I wouldn't want to risk letting you drown out here in case your body gives out."

"I want you to undress fully once we're there, starting with your top." In a sense she didn't yield control completely, voicing demands without urgency which allowed for a rather slow and easygoing pace as Ania would follow her towards the shore, ogling her from behind in an unfulfilling attempt to sate minor portions of her undying thirst with tidbits provided by such formidable eye candy.

“I didn't get out much. I was busy practicing my ventriloquism and swimming was more an after thought.” While it was true it was also true that one of the reasons she had not gone to the beach so often back then was due to the lack of friends she had.

Deemed certified crazy at one stage the others around her age shunned her. Initially she had thought that things would be different at a new school though after her first night her she grew withdrawn and gave off a bad vibe to most.

She had been more relaxed though she knew what the inevitable would bring. Green eyes cast to the craft and she nodded. “I didn't know what to expect. At best some minor trinket that may have helped but I didn't think I was going to uncover anything useful. I was curious though."

Her eyes close as she feels movement beneath her bra, the tentacle deviating to her nipple, splitting and drawing it in, a low gasp parting her lips. She usually didn't partake of a woman's touch but this was one of those exceptions. She had no choice in the matter other than to make this worse for herself perhaps.

Walking away under her own power would be preferable, she often didn't get the consideration and most times she had been kept away for hours or tortured for days though there was little fear of that happening. She didn't think that Ania was lying to her though she had no clue as to how long she would be out here. With few associates she'd probably be missed only when her duties as a Prefect went undone.

She nods showing understanding before swimming closer to the shore. Once she had her feet beneath her she moved sloshing through the water until bid to stop or until she determined she was close enough to toss those clothes so they wouldn't get washed away though she would likely have to change. She made a note to herself to begin taking a towel with her.

“OK, time to get started.” She paused as she face Ania, her hands falling to the hem of her shirt. “I'm not … well very good at this, not with women.” she drew off her tank top, hard nipples stood erect beneath her bra. She wrung out the shirt, bunched it up into a ball and tossed it to the shore though it splashed in the water near it. Hopefully it was close enough but it wouldn't be the first shirt she lost.

She had better luck with the bra, pale skin had been revealed along with the pink hard nipples.

She blushed a little and fingered the collar she wore. “A favor?”