Drake was loving his revenge. And he was right. It was all the  more sweet that she thought she could beat him. It was adorable really. He would be sure to keep her around as a plaything for as long as he can. Making sure to point out how she was bested by a mortal. Not only bested, but humiliated. He was grinning ear to ear exploring the new house he had won from her. All the while she was helplessly dragged along, only able to suck on a lemon and some humble pie.<br/><br/>The fancy bathroom was a nice feature, but he was going to love sleeping in her room and making it his. He was debating making her sleep outside naked tied up like a dog. Or maybe caged in her own room watching him fuck bitches on her bed getting it and all her teddies dirty.<br/><br/>For now he would do some more verbal teasing. "Oh I love my new room. I can't wait to break it in. My only question is what to do with all the children toys... I guess I could sell them, maybe throw them out. Oh! I know I could burn them with my magic, maybe melt them with acid..." He smiles and looks over at his prey menacingly. He sets her down at the foot of what was her bed. The rope had a length of 20ft, so he had some room to root around her room for fun things and whatnot.