Uses the sap to send Mel to the land of sweet dreams

Dante isn't one to fail to take advantage of an opportunity, and so he winds up and smacks the bard on back of her pretty head with the sap. Mel collapses, ****, onto the bed. Dante smiles and locks the door, putting the sap away. He rolls Melanie over onto her back, pulling out a few silk scarves from his pack and restraining her arms to the bed post. He tucks one into her mouth, just as an added precaution. He then disrobes and slides over next to the bard.

"Now, what to do first..." Dante deftly undoes the buttons on her top and pulls it open, whistling appreciatively at the size of the redhead's bust. "My Melanie, you really are...melon-y." Dante smiles as his eyes take in the fair, freckled skin of her chest and large pinkish nipples. An idea flashes across Dante's mind and he also blindfolds her with an additional scarf.

He reaches over and grabs his waterskin, pouring out a little and splashing it on the bard's face. Dante disguises his voice, making it very rough. "Time to wake up." The bard comes too, but is obviously still a little groggy and disoriented. Dante reaches out and gives her nipples a few tugs and hard twists. The muffled gasp and groan from Mel in reaction show him how sensitive her nipples are. Dante smiles to himself, thinking this will be quite enjoyable indeed. He continues in the rough voice "Blast lass, these are huge. Good thing I've got a huge appetite." His hands grip her breasts, his fingers enjoying the feel of her orbs as they grab a firm hold. He releases them and gives each of her now partially stiffened nipples a swift tweak or two, watching them stiffen up even further and causing Mel to squeal and squirm a bit. He then decides to really attack her rack, spending the next twenty minutes giving her breasts a hard vigorous workout of squeezing, nipple-twisting and tugging with his hands and fingers, and puts his mouth to work devouring them as well. He really lets his lust for her breasts run wild. At the end of this, the redhead is panting and moaning loudly from behind the scarf in her mouth, her body squirming and writhing on the bed.

Dante decides to...