The creature's brows creased in response to Natacia's reply, delighted.  "Then it is pleasure then."<br/><br/><em>His</em>free hand fumbled for her right breast.  Finding it<em>he</em>gives it a good squeeze, then kneading, hoping to illicit a jerk response from the chained-up girl.  It brought its long snaky tongue out of its mouth and began lapping one of  Natacia's cheeks, lathering it in its drool.