As soon as the compulsion was gone, Allison moved to hug Stiles, her arms wrapping around his neck as she took a deep breath.
"I'm sorry, I'm so... so sorry..." She murmured, not even sure of what, but she had to say it. The reminder sent a chill down her spine, and she didn't answer, just slowly and methodically removed her dress. The chastity belt was locked on, and Allison moved over to Eterna, taking the leash from the woman's pocket and clipping it to the loop at the front of the collar. She remained in front of Eterna in a begging position, in case she wanted to remove the belt, watching the floor rather than looking at Stiles.