Victory was a harsh mistress. Konoka was only mildly better in the worst circumstances, so it was best that she didn't press for too much.

Konoka had cast the chains aside, and then peeled away all the clothing. Looking at Sonja's rather vulnerable body stirred something inside her, enough that she first reached her fingers to rub against that slit, all while leaning closely against her. "You're really excited, huh? I never thought I'd run across someone who'd find themselves turned on from being owned by someone."