The guard was still standing by the door smirking and leering at her. He knew she waited for him to say where he would escorte her, but he decided to play with her a little more.

Helena got the message, so she advanced uncertainly and walked passed him kepping her eyes averted to the floor. She stopped and waited to be lead away.

The guard came up behind her and made sure that his hand came in contact with her lower back and drew boldly soft patterns over the exposed skin between Helena’s pants and top with his fingers. As he did that he leaned closer to her. He was so close that his lips brushed against her ear.

„You truly are a beautiful woman, Helena. And I really want to make you mine.“ At the same time as he whispered this, he let his hand wander further up her back underneath her shirt. His breath was coming quicker now, a sure sign of rising desire

As she felt and heard this, Helena froze and closed her eyes in quiet desperation and expected the worst to come now. He was going to bring her to a hidden room and have his way with her and there would be nothing she could do.

Just the thought of having him touch her with his hands all over her body, having his hot, heaving breath in her ear, hearing him groan animalistic as he came closer and closer, seeing him move roughly above and inside of her was nearly enough to make her throw up.

She felt a rush go through her whole body, almost making her faint. Her legs began to shake uncontrollably and everything around her begann to spin. Her heart was beating so hard, she thought it burst out of her chest any seconds. She couldn’t focuse, she couldn’t move. It was as if the a cold hand had gripped her heart and didn’t let go.

The guard felt the change in her and grinned dirty to himself. He could feel her fear and it turned him on immensely. First he only wanted to have fun on her behalf, but now he meant it seriously.

„Let’s go!“

And with his hand, which was still underneath Helena’s shirt, he pushed her forward.