Her eyes widen as her life line is virtually cut off just like that and while her lungs do not yearn for another breath just yet as she was going in for a kiss but it wouldn't be long, a minute or two since she needed to use more of that stored oxygen with more movements.

'What the hell do you want!'

But the words are only a stream of bubbles. Then more bubbles as her breasts are assailed again. Quite sensitive breasts are played with sending a surge of pleasure through her even as her sex is pressed upon more fully, her fingers tighten against the Princess shoulders then a hand slips away to fondle a breast seeing that there is little choice in the matter if she wished to breath and thus ultimately if she wished to continue to live.

The Princess blinks as more bubbles come free of Etolie's mouth. "Well then I guess you will need more air since you keep wasting it like that." She moans as her constant grinding sends pleasure to her lustful core, and keeps with her vigorous coaxing of Etolie's breasts, mainly to satisfy her own need but also knowing that the more pleasure she gives her, the harder it will be to keep her mouth shut.

"Anyway, I'll give you a choice when we're done here," she says, gasping as she presses her breast up against Etolie's hand. "Either you can mmm... finger me, and I'll give you a little air, or you can eat me out, and I'll give you a lot, and take you to a place where you can do it without drowning." She's silent after that ultimatum, still grinding needfully into her victim, content with her greedy motions while she lets Etolie figure out what she wants to do and how she's going to make her choice known.

There had to be something with that which was unmentioned, Etolie was suspicious of everything now and though this was less forceful, she was planning on playing with her some, and didn't hurt yet she knew that could change.

What burned her was the inability to speak, to vocalize things correctly. But she did suppose that in a way the Princess had been true to her word when she did understanding which turned her back to the woman just being a bit flighty.

Of course this was no time to spend debating over the issue, the grinding motion against her body was divine causing a shudder to race down her spine, the hand stroking over her breast stopped and came up, she was terrible at this and only hoped that she could make her understand. She thought of something but that seemed too simple and could easily be mistaken so she used a variant instead.

Holding up two fingers as more bubbles escaped her in a gasp she spreads them out to make a V then wiggles her tongue out between them, clearer then holding up two fingers to indicate option two she hoped.

The princess giggles at the gesture. "Haha alright, I think I get it. As for where we're going well... just hang on to me, otherwise you might get swallowed."

She doesn't bother explaining that ominous statement, instead bouncing energetically against Etolie, taking the force of her sex up another notch.

And then the creature they're pressed against opens its mouth. Clearly whatever this thing is is larger than any being found on earth, it looks like it could swallow a whale without even noticing. When it opens its mouth, water rushes to pour inside, and both the Princess and Etolie are caught in this massive suction.

The Princess doesn't seem to care, she just makes sure she's under Etolie, so that when they're sucked in the incredible force presses them tightly together in their amorous position. She laughs a bit and then lets out a sharp gasp, her arms around Etolie growing dangerously looser.

Soon they are deposited into a cavernous mouth, lit up by glowing blue veins. There is water here, enough to cover their ankles, but other than that the creature's mouth is full of air.

"Whew," says the Princess giddily, cuddling up to Etolie. "I quite enjoy that ride."

She half expected something like this but expecting it and enduring it are different experiences.

Etolie holds on tight with the word 'swallowed' and sure enough the thing behind her she was trying to forget about acts even as the Princess grinds against her driving more air from her lungs before she can breath.

Thank God for that! He lungs greedily suck in air and she finds it useless to try to take in her surroundings considering that she can't see all too well.

As scared as she is, as angered at loosing the sense of control and dominance that she so often has she can only think of one thin to say.

“I lost my glasses out there, I can't see too well,” she's annoyed though tries to keep it from her voice too much realizing that she could just as easily be back out there but she doubted that the Princess was going to listen to any complaints.

But a deal was a deal, if anything Etolie was good at keeping to her word, even when toying with the filthy commoners she had to display that she was better then them.

She lets one hand grope a breast, her mouth falling to the other as she slowly swirls her tongue over her tasting salt water as she plays with her.

Her mouth sweeps down her abdomen delivering kisses to her before sliding down between those thighs. There was some water here as the Princess was half submerged and the taste of salt was clinging to her flesh though Etolie starts by teasing that clit with the tip of her tongue, peeking up though unable to see the Princesses facial features she dips lower running that tongue against that slit only to press inside it after a moment, the hand on her breast drops to her clit rubbing against it in rough circles while her other hand reaches back to squeeze her own sensitive breast letting her fingers play delicately with that nipple.

"Hmm, I could probably find them for you, but you'd have to think of something very special to do for me," says the Princess smugly.

She moans when Etolie begins suckling her breast, arching her back when her smooth body is kissed. She willingly spreads her thighs, and pushes her sex right up against Etolie's mouth. Ooh yes, now that's a good little slut. Of course you understand, you'd better make me cum or I'm leaving you to drown." She runs her hand through Etolie's hair and pushes her face firmly against her pussy.

Still, she figures the girl could use some positive encouragement. She leaves the top half of her legs as they are, and partially transforms below the knee into several tentacles, only managing to conjure four since she stays partially human. At first she doesn't do much with them, just letting them gently wrap around Etolie's ankles.

Of course the Princess would expect something though Etolie had already stolen herself to not being able to see for the next few days. She had spare glasses somewhere but lost them. They had never been a priority to look for since she was wearing contacts for the most part but had run out. Damn Shokushu for not allowing her one servant at least. She had been thinking of granting the honor of being her servant to that commoner girl, Nola but now it seemed that a servant would be necessary to take care of all the little things she never had to bother with.

She freezes though at the threat of a watery death, her heart beating in her chest as she yearned all the more to be on terrafira again where the air was free and she didn't have to worry about such things as drowning.

The beach was just bad luck for her all around it seemed. She misses the transformation of a portion of her legs transforming into tentacles even as her ankles are grasped by something she refuses to look not that it would do her much good.

Paralysis broken as fear drives her she rubs that clit with a hand using strong flicks as her tongue digs deep inside her core, rolling along those pink walls as her head begins to bob up and down with vigor as she spears the Princess time and time again looking for that sweet spot inside her … but this could be another trick, she might not even have such a place and got amused by her efforts and knew that they were in vain and just toying with her as any other monster would on this island making her one of their playthings yet again.

The Princess lets out a sharp cry of pleasure as Etolie's tongue goes deeper and deeper inside her, feeling the moist appendage brushing against her tight, elastic walls. "Ooh, you're so good! You must have had a lot of practice." Her pussy contracts around the tongue and begin drooling more thick moisture, that fuck they'd had earlier had put her close anyway, and though she was trying to hold out, she knew she couldn't for much longer.

"In fact, I've decided you get a little bonus for this performance. Enjoy!" One of the blue-black tentacles coils further and further up Etolie's leg, its suckers clinging to her flesh as it moves. Finally the warm, slimy appendage arrives at the entrance to her vagina, and its soft point begins burrowing against her cunt lips to slip inside. Another tentacle follows soon after, this one moving slower but traveling up the back, headed straight for the tight pucker of Etolie's ass. After all, the Princess figures that an uptight, domineering bitch like this one would love nothing more than a good hard fuck from behind.

Encouraged by those sounds that rushed over the Princess she keeps at it, The thickness of her own moisture as it rolls over her tongue. Etolie has had a fair deal of practice at this so she makes no remarks to refute that though she has that eerie feeling of something cooling about her legs, the tentacles that she was hoping to forget about.

Her eyes widen though as a look of fear cross her features, even more than when she was outside of this creature's mouth it seemed.

“NO! Not there!” It seemed obvious there that second tentacle was heading, the hand on her breast slapped over her ass as if in an attempt to cover it some from the tentacle before it gets too far.

She could only hope the Princess understood since her limited vision made it so she couldn't quite make out what expression the Princess used and had to go on audio clues.

“Please, not there!” She rubs her clit, then licks up her slit once more. “Please ...”

The Princess is immediately intrigued - she wants to know why Etolie is so afraid of getting fucked in the ass (the Princess herself had enjoyed it quite a bit in the past) and even more wants to know what will happen if she does it anyway against her request. Another tentacle is brought in to resolve the defiance, wrapping it around the girl's defending wrist and tugging it away. The terrifyingly placed tentacle continues its way up Etolie's thigh, sliding easily between her ass cheeks and stopping at her anal entrance, tensing suddenly to give a vital clue that it's about to penetrate.

And the Princess changes her mind and lets the tentacle slink away from the offending area, releasing Etolie's hand as well. After all, the fear she heard in the girl's voice was unmistakable, and she realizes that threatening her with it for a while could be fun. And she can always break her promise and do it to her anyway later, and would probably get more out of it if she used her cock.

"Well if you insist, I was only going to do it because I thought you might like it..." she says, feigning disappointment. "Still, now it's going to feel sad that it didn't get to fuck you, what to do about that?"

The Princess grasps Etolie's head again, crying out in pleasure as she forces her head against her opened, dripping pussy. The ministrations that she gives it while in a panic are even better. Meanwhile the tentacle at the entrance of her pussy slides in like a snake, wriggling and exploring her walls. It's thicker than a human cock but not ridiculously so, however it becomes more of a problem when its friend moves to join, pushing her cunt farther apart to try to force itself in. "Sorry about that," she says with a giggle. "But it's such a nice tentacle and I was so sure you could give it a home."

“No! Please no!” Her hand is pulled away though exposing herself, her heart hammering quicker in her chest though there is only the sultry voice to guide her, that was the only clue that she would have and just as she was thinking that the Princess was like any other of the inhabitants that she ran across out for her own needs despite her wishes she relents drawing the tentacle away from her to her relief.

While she thinks it, she does not vocalize her adding that tentacle to the other, what if it were too much? Then she'd have no one to blame for it but herself.

"Thank you,” she more than appreciated the Princess drawing the tentacle away for now anyway.

“OHHH!” Her back arched, she felt one tentacle filling her up though a moment later she felt doubly for, her eyes widened at the sensation, never before had she felt so full, so damn good as she moves her hips back and forth against the tentacles or tries to at least. Her tongue driving deep into her folds lapping at those delicious wall as she attempts to give the Princess a special treat for relenting.

Her fingers pinch her clit between her index and forefinger as she tugs against it, pulling against it slightly.

The two thick bitch-spreaders begin pistoning out of Etolie's slit, seeming to grapple with each other in a contest to dominate her pussy and force the other out. Neither are successful, and when Etolie begins rocking her hips against their invasion, they gain the spirit of cooperation and begin to time their thrusts, penetrating her more and more and cooperating to cling to every inch of her violated walls with their strange suckers. The princess giggles, she's essentially fucking the girl with her feet after all, and given that she's always had something of a foot fetish she likes the idea.

But she can't concentrate on the feeling for more than a moment, in exchange for leaving her ass unpenetrated she's getting all of Etolie's relief lavished on to her sex. She mashes her groin greedily into Etolie's face, wanting that lovely little tongue as far inside her as it can go. When her clit is pinched she lets out a cute cry of pain, for all her power her nerves are just as sensitive as a human. Thankfully the Princess enjoys being treated roughly quite a bit, and rather than protest only responds by fucking Etolie's pussy with even more vigor and force, the fit growing even tighter as the thicker bodies of the tentacles seek to jam themselves in.

"Ohh yess... you huhh... did it just right. Get ready, I'm about to cum and I want you to swallow as much as you can."

“AHHHH!” She moans against her pussy as it is pressed into her face. Fortunately for the Princess (and herself) Etolie has more than a little experience at this, well as far as humans went anyway. She uses that knowledge as best as she can as that tongue is pressed deeper, her fingers pulling against that clit firmer as she gets the approval of the Princess her thumb curling up to brush against the top of her clit as she does so.

Those tentacles fight against one another, stretching her out as they fight against one another at least one was always inside her.

The suckers feel strange in that she hasn’t had anything quite like it before as they cling against her, the fullness causing a warmth to throb through her passage.

But she hears those words and her efforts redouble for Etolie can see her goal within site, she wishes to finish the Princess off more for two reasons, one she took pride in her work even if this situation got out of hand but two she wanted to survive, well the second reason was the first after all.

She braced herself for receiving that cum, half expecting it to do something to her given how the Princess seemed to “forget” mentioning things and wanted her to swallow as much of the cum as possible.

But what choice did she have here? Her hand reaches up sweeping her hand against the globe of the Princesses breast as she squeezes it, her tongue going a bit deeper as she does so, eyes flickering up to her features though she really couldn't make out anything.

The Princess gasps louder, unable to contain herself. Usually she hides her orgasm so she can pretend that her victim has failed, but this time that won't be an option. Probably shouldn't have fucked her earlier if she had really wanted to do that. Oh well.

She puts her hand on top of Etolie's and briefly looks into her eyes, wanting to see how she's reacting, then she bucks her crotch hard at Etolie's face and screams. The tentacles go limp for the moment. A thick spread of girl-cum gushes from her cunt, the substance smells even more like fish than an ordinary pussy and is bright red, not blood but still very strange. Most of it gets in Etolie's mouth but the splash is so wide and plentiful that her face is also thoroughly coated.

The princess breathes heavily, eyes wide, still not fully recovered from her orgasm.

She might not have been able to see all that well though she could hear and it was great that the Princess seemed lost in this moment. Her heart beat didn't beat as rapidly though she is rewarded with that taste, the scent is stronger than a human's and the taste, well it's similar to caviar which, being of her station she had actually enjoyed. Her face is pleasure laiden, she is so close herself though the tentacles slow denying her that pinnacle of release for now at least.

Etolie drinks down as much of the offered cum as she could, some gushing out to mix with the water she was now kneeling in and some against the sides of her mouth and chin.

But she does not ease up even as the tentacles slow she jabs her tongue in deeper, as far as it can go as she tries to duplicate what she thinks the Princess likes as she continues to play with that clit as if she's getting carried away or perhaps ensuring that she had earned her place in getting back to the surface.

Suffice it to say there was that matter of having pride in her work that her father instilled on her at an early age though this was never really work for her. She enjoyed it as much as she enjoyed chemistry, that earlier though she had about the eel had served to snap her fear albeit briefly.

Unless stopped she would continue until the Princess had enough or wanted something different from her.