"Very well," he sighed. "Here, drink some water before we get started."<br/><br/>At that Kahlil felt his strong hand grasp the back of her head and move it to a particular position then a cool liquid dribbled into her mouth. As she drank he poured a little more confidently until she had swallowed a number of good clear mouthfuls.<br/><br/>"If you need more water you have but to ask," his voice came to her immobile ear as he still had not let go of her head. "If you wish the pain to stop, you have but to speak." His voice whispered into her ear, caressing her.<br/><br/>He stepped back and she heard him handling the whip. She heard it 'whst' through the air a few times. She flinched in anticipation of pain once again. But it didn't come. She waited for the strike, but so did he.<br/><br/>Drizzt stood there admiring the elf woman's magnificent body. Her creamy skin was so different from what he was sued to seeing on a female. He could imagine seeing their contrasting skin colors next to each other. It would be beautiful.<br/><br/>Her ass was pure sculpture, the swell of her breasts spread a little to each side so that he could just barely see them from behind.  Her legs were spread enough that he could see the lips of her sex, he could see the hairless mound, so aesthetically pleasing.<br/><br/>With a sigh he struck again,... and again,... and again,... and again,... and again,...