The man advances.

Scrambling to escape, Anna feels her back press against the bulkhead. Her hears skips a beat as she realizes that there is nowhere else for her to escape to.

Sensing her realization, the man towering above her grins, sheathing his sword, then reaches for his belt.

Anna watches in horrified fascination as the man undoes his belt, then unfastens his breaches before pushing them down. His cock, horrifyingly large to someone who has never seen a man's naked manhood before, is perhaps five inches long, and hard as a rock as it juts forward with a tiny bit of moisture at its tip.

Anna presses back against the bulkhead harder, as if somehow expecting the wooden planks to give way and allow her to escape.

The man laughs softly, "You're even prettier up close," He taunts, "And I bet your cunt is already aching for a bit of my cock."

It was true, Anna could feel an unfamiliar tingling from down below. Squeezing her eyes shut, she moves her hands in front of herself, clasping them in prayer.

Dear God, please, protect your servant from this beast of a man, As she thinks the words, she feels the dagger she had been given earlier press against her side.

Shanna's words echo in Anna's mind at that moment, "I dont expect you to fight, I can tell you dont approve of any of this, but take this, and defend yourself if you must."