With a few, efficient movements, Ivy found her arms tied, securely, behind her back, and aroudn the tree. She wasn't going anywhere, at least not easily. Once Ivy was secure, the drow grinned at her, then picked up the sharp half of her broken spear. "You've gotten me all worked up," she said. "So I'm going to have my way with you, before we get back to town."<br/><br/>She'd then use the sharp blade to start cutting away Ivy's clothing, not destroying the entire suit, but cutting away enough to expose her breasts and sex. "Am I going to be your first?" she asked, greedily, as her hands began to tease the elf's exposed body, dominant, but not rough.