Good, good! You're exactly right, what you want doesn't matter at all. It's only about what your Mistress Isuke wants, okaaay?

[pet pet. yank. she pulls Nio by her hair over to the edge of the bath pool thing, shoving her against the wall none too gently.]

Now tell me why you decided to wear this.

[without waiting for a response she roughly gropes Nio's rear, dragging her hand up her back and pulling on the material of her swimsuit. seriously, it's a pain to remove wet swimsuits. is she supposed to cut it off??

oh wait that'd be pretty fun too.]