Sure, why not?

Sighing, I nodded. "Do it, Etna," I said. Cammie's eyes widened as Etna licked her lips. "Sorry, Cammie, but you brought this on yourself. Remember that," I reminded her. Abby began inching toward me as Etna knelt down next to Cammie, humming to herself as she rubbed the vibrating phallis along Cammie's pussy lips before sliding it in.

The response was immediate. Cammie let out a squeal as she struggled helplessly against her bonds. "Doooooood!" she wailed. Etna stood up, putting on a pair of earmuffs, undoubtedly to block out the screaming. "We'll be back in...oh...I don't know...maybe an hour. If we remember," Etna yelled over Cammie's screams. Taking that as a cue, we vacated the room, Etna right behind us.

"You know, Master John...you should know we helped Master Etna capture Cammie, dood," Abby said, leaning forward and giving me quite the view of her cleavage. There was the sound of a cracking whip and suddenly Abby's smile was replaced by a pained expression before she began hopping up and down, grabbing her butt.

Smirking, Etna stepped past the whining Prinny. "It's true, they did help," Etna remarked. "I didn't even need to ask...still, she's getting presumpuous if she thinks she's getting a 'thank you' for it." I sighed, shaking my head. "You can be one scary woman, you know that, Etna?"

Etna's eyes glistened. "You really think so? I try so hard!" she declared, seemingly delighted by my comment. I sighed, shaking my head again. "Let's get away from here...I can still hear her."

"...I feel sorry for her, dood," Bea mumbled as we left poor Cammie to her fate.