Konoka tried not to think about Medusa egging on her screaming. That was thankfully easy because she mostly couldn't, not when there was a ribbed cock grinding up against her ass so much that her nerves were practically on fire. Being on display wasn't the closest thought on her mind, but it was part of the reason why she could still recognize the white hot shame and pleasure she felt all over her body.

So she was still screaming right until the climax hit, when her voice caught and and her body seized up, release hitting her like a fountain from below. Her eyes were wide, but she couldn't see a thing, it was all raging sensation from Medusa breaking her down and thoroughly owning her.

Had it been worth teasing her back? Medusa's power was terrifying, more than just being a god-monster, and mostly from the fact that no one else could give her an experience like this. Some part of her said that if this was the result, then maybe she should do it more often.