Nola sealed her lips around the toy, though somewhat loose so it could still move back and forth. She lets out another whimper feeling Etolie's mouth play with her sensitive nipple, making her wince a little.

With those pictures in hand, Etolie had her cornered. Even if no one believed any of this was consensual, it still showed more of Nola than she wanted most people to see. "...Yes...Lady Leblance..." She answers lowering her head.

She smiles as she hears those words, an acceptance to the state that she was in now. This time, however, the girl would not forget though she was curious as to the failure of her spell. Her magic, what little she knew, had been strong but the water creature seemed hardly daunted and Ania slowed for just a few seconds rather than falling asleep.

“Good girl, obey and that digital chip remains safe.” She rubbed her cheek then put away her toy. Next she came back to her, you'll have to change rooms, Nola, I'll need my servant close at hand … you will be doing all those menial things I can't be bothered with. Cleaning, getting my contacts, carrying my books ...”

Nothing to extreme though if Tidal gave her a project then she would have her to test it out on. “Understand? Now, how do your breasts feel?” She had been curious to compare the sensations. Chances were that the swelling would go down and their would be no lasting effect after a day though she must have been wired differently, of course she was, she was an elite after all. Her breasts though were left quite sensitive afterward though.

Nola whimpers a little and nods. "It still hurts..." Had this been under better circumstances, she might've been a little appreciative. She always want a bigger bust, if only a little. The fact that she now belonged to Etolie made her wonder what else she planned to do to her. Were there going to be other experiments that were even more painful?

Other experiments? Probably. She was dependent with what he Princess gave her to work with and while a little sadistic she wasn't overly so outside of her presence. While together it was as if it were a competition where she was trying to keep pace in some way.

More painful? No too likely but probable.

“You can go now,” and it might have been her belief that Etolie was speaking to her but she was speaking to their photographer. “GO!” She repeated until she spurned the girl into movement then gazed back to Nola, her eyes on the swell of her breasts.

“It will fade after a day. Mine swelled up an entire cup size.” Of course there was to be no lasting effects though her breasts were still a bit more sensitive. She didn't think that that was normal though it was no big deal.

She untied the girl. She had her photos and didn't expect Nola to try anything. In fact she grasped her chin and pressed her lips to Nola's, her tongue finding it's way into her mouth where it swirled briefly against her tongue.

“Come.” She leads her away a short distance then sat herself down on a rock. This was different from the norm, she usual had a little fun with a girl then got rid of her. Lifting her skirt up she displayed a pair of green soaked panties.

“Now drink.”