Once her breasts were free, Konoka's nipples were freely perked. All the lace that held her top together had been pulled apart easily, and what wasn't dug into her skin. It was comparatively unnoticed compared to the snake coils, but it shaped her breasts more clearly in Medusa's grasp. They shook with every thrust Medusa delivered.

But probably the most effective tease were Medusa's words. They were like a tongue lapping against her needy clit, if her whole mind was one. Penetrated, tied up, and under so much pleasure she felt like she was going to burst, she couldn't stop anything if she tried. So Medusa egging her on left her helpless to do anything but oblige, and that was punctuated with another squeal as she came again. Basically, that had been a "yes" in everything but name.