Winky removed the suction cups from the sleeping witch’s breasts, she made note that the tits in her small hands were now firmer, the suction devices had been stimulating the milk production and she could feel the strain of the trapped lactation. The cups had been calibrated to not relieve the natural pressure of the built up milky liquid straining to be freed. As Winky cranked the nipple clamps closed she noticed the trickle of a first runny dribble from the capped nips. Intent on not wasting any of this discharge, Winky carefully wicked the liquid up and deposited it into Hermione’s open mouth, hitting her target at the back of the witch’s throat the tautly pulled tongue providing no barrier to her aim. Against Winky’s better judgement she had her colleagues work hair growing shampoo onto the prisoner’s bald head, she wondered which one of the death eaters had requested this, as it was not standard operating procedure. When the tight leather eye mask was worked down to cover the slaves eyes she could feel the sickening squelch of the cream slippery against the top of the half mask. Finally the witches useless arms and legs were manacled to the floor, Winky knew the tight tongue binding and reapplied clit leash would make movement a painful impossibility for the prisoner. Once Winky was satisfied that the mudslut would not be going anywhere, she directed her team of House Elves to refill the nasal feeding bags, before they left the prisoner alone, while they would go debrief Death Eaters and get their next set of orders.