Drake noted how great they would be in his harem. So sweet and obedient. Even if they weren't all there mentally, he still got his kicks from all the torment of his sweet little maid. He looked around the slyph on him to drink in the face of the drow. It was just so mean, giving her a front row seat to watch what she wanted to do oh so badly. He even tied her hands so she couldn't even masturbate in her very brief freedom from her metal prison.<br/><br/>The slyph as good and tight, a truly great specimen. But there was no reason why the dryad could get any attention, there was plenty of him to go around. He reached over and felt up her thigh. He kept his eyes fixed on his maid while he did so. His hand cupped her pussy, rubbing the dryad gently while still eying his drow. Once his hand was good and wet with her nectar, he worked his middle finger in and out or her, fingering his dryad.