They're interrupted

"What is going on here?!"

A loud voice makes both ladies jump. Still cradled in each other's arms, they turn to see a tall, pale woman wearing a dark violet robe and matching pointed hat. Her face is contorted in anger, and she screams again at the two ladies. "What are you doing in my spring?!"

Nadia and Alice stare dumbfounded at the woman. "We, uh," Nadia starts. "We didn't..."

The woman glares at the couple. "Oh, I get it. You thought you could sneak out for some private time when your mistress wasn't looking, huh? Well, you gotta get up earlier in the morning to pull the wool over the Great Witch Feyrin's eyes."

"Huh?" Nadia asks.

"No buts!" The witch screams. "Out of the water."

Reluctantly, Nadia and Alice step out into the cold night air, awkwardly covering their dripping bodies with their hands. Their modesty has been dwindled away over their difficult day, but this woman screaming so viciously at them does a lot to add to their humiliation.

The witch huffs. "And you even found a way to get your collars off. Unbelievable." She points past the treeline towards a distant blue light. "Go back inside and get your collars back on, immediately, slaves. You're to go straight to your cell immediately. We'll talk about your punishment in the morning. Right now, I'm going to soak."

"Wait, but we're-" Nadia starts, before cutting herself off. This has to be the witch they've been searching for, and she just pointed them to her home. She's got to have a way to send them home. "I mean, yes. Right away." She grabs Alice's hand and, before her partner can protest, scurries away into the night.

Alice chances a glance back at the woman as they flee. For a brief second, she catches the witch untie and remove her robe, exposing her pale white body to the moonlight and unintentionally showing a rather shapely and pretty ass to her "slaves." Alice blushes before remembering that she and Nadia are also naked, and puts the shame out of her mind.