Drake knew when she was playing with herself, her mind was the only one in the house other than him so he had her mind almost on speed dial.  As he handled some of the things up in his main house he waited till dinner came before he started making food for her.   A nice chicken dinner with mashed potatoes and carrots.  As he cut up the chicken into bite sized pieces he poured a cup of water since she'd need it.  The venom would only double in potency with her masturbation so she'd need the water.  When about five o'clock hit he walked to the basement and opened the door but stopped as a wall of arousal smells hit his nose.<br/><br/>Stopping he chuckled and blew out of his nose a bit before walking down stairs to see her lying on the bed and withering even more.  The cup of water that he'd brought her was a massive plastic one, about a liter's worth.  Walking over to the dresser he set it down and looked at her.<br/>"So...ready to listen or do you want to try and see how the night goes for you?"