Drey smirked and positioned himself over the neko-girl's body, his hand running up her back, avoiding all the lacerations of the whip. The scent turning him on, his mouth almost savoring the tastes to come. Starting at the longest gash, he ran the tip of his tongue all along the red trail until it ended, kissing back down, his puckered lips sucking on the wound to draw out more blood.<br/>"What a sweet taste your new pet has..."<br/><br/>Moving over to a deep gash, he ran his hands down the side and began to part the skin until it was taught before licking the wound. Unlike the slave who hated what he was dong, he eagerly drank the blood down, enjoying every single drop.