Her sex was dripping wet, and a furies red whimpering trough the gag before it was removed. As the bal gag got taken from her mouth she slowly moved her jaw and greedily drank the water moaning and producing other less identifiable sounds, her two small breasts and the small but weary sexy looking nipples were looking rather sensitive as her movement caused the weights to shift this and that way. Her voice as it came was rough and weak "Please, Mistress" She added perhaps not fast enough such a slight would earn her punishment in a drow house hold “I was just doing as I was ordered" She whimpered, and it was a lie, and a clear one. The foolish little thing did not understand the nature of the bond she now shared