Looking down at her nipples and how they get hard from the pain of the cold iron. Drake takes one in his finger tugging and rolling it around. "I thought cold iron hurt your kind. But from how hard your teats are I would say you are enjoying this." He sniggered then slide Sugarteats across the room to him. "You need a mark too kitty. After all I'm your master now." With a cloth he wipe just enough cum off her chest to make the same mark of ownership on Sugarteats. "L.S.D." Marking her as his property. "There you go." He smiled and admired his work on her bouncy chest.<br/><br/>Smiling ear to ear he looks at her big bloated tummy. "Seems the only place you aren't flat as a pancake is that tummy there. Maybe I can help with that." Drake put a claw on circle he drew and pushed down hard.