She wants you to go on

"I'm going to make you regret testing me." You growl into Sandra's hair before switching back to your 'neutral' DM voice. "Rae can feel the hard muscles of the scar-faced guard as he pins her against the cell wall." Sandra's whimper is a mixture of fear and excitement, and you wonder if she is as confused as you are by the turn that this solo run has taken. As your hands run over her body you are frustrated by the thick corduroy skirt and take a chance. "Are you OK with me taking off your skirt?"

"Yes, Stephen, but -" she hesitates for a second, "but can I keep my underwear on? Would that be OK?" How crazy is it that she is asking you if she can keep her just her panties on? You step back for a second so she has a chance to clear her head.

"Of course it's OK, Sandra." You assure her, "I don't want you to do anything that doesn't feel right. This is just a game, right?" You smile at her to put her at ease, "You are not Rae, and I'm not that musclebound beast of a guard, yes?"

"I know, Stephen," Sandra smiles nervously at you. "I like seeing exactly what my character is going through, it really helps me figure out what Rae will do." She giggles a little, "I bet it's easier for me to play the inexperienced lawful good Cleric, than it is for you to be that sadistic guard."

"I'll do my best, but if I get too cheesy let me know." Another playful giggle relieves a little more of the tension in the room and she lifts her hands above her head again. It takes you a minute to find the small hooks just above where her zipper ends, but once you unlatch the two hooks and unzip the skirt it falls to the ground in a pool around her feet. The blouse she's wearing is just long enough to cover her ass, but it is cut high on her thighs and is pretty close to the tunic that her cleric might have worn under her robes..

"I'm not afraid of you," Sandra is quick to get back into character, "You can't **** me. We both know it."

"I can't pop your cherry my pretty, but trust me, there are all sorts of delightful ways I can use you." You answer her in the coarse accent of the burly guard, "And not just me, I'm just the first of many who'll be to sampling this sweet body of yours."

"Saint Cuthbert, protect me." With your hands on Sandra's hips, you pull her hard against your hard-on so she can feel its girth as you grind it against her from behind.

"Rae can invoke her patron all she wants." You whisper softly into her ear, "these bastards get off on molesting pious innocents like you." If you thought that this implied threat might break her, you are clearly mistaken because she quivers in your arms and grinds her ass back against you even harder.

"Rae struggles as best she can, Stephen." Sandra's response is breathy and low but still loud enough for you to hear most of the words, "but this brute is so much stronger than her." The chain around her wrists rattles softly as she squirms in your arms as she describes her cleric's response. "She can't stop him from groping her inexperienced body." Taking that as an invitation, you **** one hand against her silky panties while the other squeezes her amazing tits. "Oh FUCK, Stephen!" This is the first time you've heard the conservative young woman use language like this, "Rae can't stop him ... all she can do is twist helplessly in his arms as he fondles her roughly ... grabbing and twisting her sensitive flesh ... punishing her sensitive body ... making her pay for her resistance."

"You like this you little whore, but I'm not here to bring you pleasure." You pinch one of her swollen nipples between your thumb and forefinger hard enough to make her whimper. "Before we get to the good stuff, you need to learn to be a subservient little bitch." Judging by the sketches in Sandra's notebook, you are pretty sure that any weakness on your part would only ruin the moment.

"Please, I can't take much more." Sandra's eyes are closed and her words come out in soft gasps through her open mouth. "I've never been whipped before. I've never even been spanked."

"I'll go easy on you, Miss Holiness and Purity, if you get down on your knees and wrap your fat tits around my cock and worship it like a good little penitent." It's surprisingly easy to play the part of the sadistic guard, and when you feel Sandra stiffen in your arms you think you may have gone too far. Instead of protesting, Sandra only goads you on with her character's defiance.

"Never! Whip me, **** me if you must, I will never **** myself like that." As she speaks Sandra softens in your arms, no longer fighting you as you grope her. With her forearms resting against the wall she pushes her ass back against you and waits almost submissively to see what you're going to do.