He nearly swooned at the bottle held to his lips. With no hesitation, he began to drink the bottle down. He was incredibly thirsty after the first part of the scene and his throat had only gotten drier as it ended and he was apparently allowed to speak even more. It was a wonderful feeling and his hands moved to her ribs, up under one breast to fondle at lightly while he reduced the bottle to a few droplets he couldn't reach.

When he was done, he pulled away with a large breath and tilted his head toward his Dom. As they were keeping it out of the body language he had available to him and their tone, it was difficult to tell they were at odds. He simply considered the question and dipped his head when he realized his answer. "The rack please, Sir."