Kreacher watched a shudder of disgust from the bound prisoner as her unconscious sucking motion dragged a squirt of the pink ooze to trickle down her unprotected gullet into her stomach. The House Elf didn’t bother to ask if she knew the concoction was a slow release lust potion, it hardly mattered he could only hear her slurping noises, she wasn’t in any position to stop this or any other training device.