Just like before, Draco started at the base of her cunt, placing the widest part of his flattened tongue against her as he gingerly began his ascent to the top. Every male instinct begged him to plunge his tongue inside of her, if just to feel even the slightest flutter of her walls around him. He was certain that any punishment his mistress put him through would be worth it. However, his mistress had trained her pet ferret well enough that he stayed his course, his mistress’s pleasure the only thing he needed besides food and water. He dreamed of the days his mistress would allow him to stick his cock in her heat, driving into her, allowing him to take her whatever way he wanted. When he was the best of good boys, she rewarded him in kind. Maybe today would be one of those days.