Accept his offer

Isabella looked around the compound, seeing the soldiers marching and the captives behind her She could feel the Lieutenant's eyes on her, his desire for her, his eagerness to claim her.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, the humid air filling her lungs. She knew what she had to do.

She turned to the General, her gaze steely and determined.

"Very well," she said. "If that's what it takes, then so be it. But in exchange for my body, your men will stop treating the captives like animals. I want them to be treated humanely."

"Done," the General said, his voice cold and businesslike. "The first order of business will be to make sure you are... familiarized with your new duties."

He signaled the Lieutenant, who stepped forward, his eyes dark with lust.

"Take her," the General commanded. "Teach her what she needs to know. Make her ready."

"Yes, sir," the Lieutenant said, his voice thick with anticipation.

Before Isabella could protest, the Lieutenant was on her, his strong hands grabbing her shoulder and ripping the buttons off her shirt.

"What are you doing?" she gasped. "Not here, in broad daylight!"

But the Lieutenant didn't care, his hands greedily exploring her bare skin.

"I can't wait to taste you," he growled, his lips trailing across her neck. "To feel your body against mine. To make you scream with pleasure."

Isabella shuddered, her mind reeling from the sudden onslaught of sensation.

The Lieutenant's hands moved lower, finding purchase at the waistband. With a hard yank, he ripped her skirt from her body, exposing her slender legs and matching panties. She was now standing in nothing but her underwear in the middle of a military camp. Soldiers marching by were beginning to take notice, stopping in their tracks and craning their necks for a better look. Their sergeants spun around, bellowing insults and threatening vile things if they did not get their ass back in line. Isabella, despite the hot burning shame running through her , felt her cheeks flush and her nipples harden. She wasn't used to such leering and gawking, but the thrill of being on display excited her.

"That's it, Princess," the Lieutenant murmured, his hand reaching across and roughly kneading her breast. "Show these men what a real woman looks like."