Sakura
Sakura followed him out of the bar. Adrenalin rushed through her body as he escorted her, his sword at the ready, taunting her about what he was going to do to her and how she would enjoy it. After a little while, he led her to what looked like a normal bedroom, only full of toys for inflicting both pain and pleasure upon her. Her arousal began to build as he dragged her into the room, her panties becoming slightly damp as she pondered what he might do to her.
With his captive now in a suitable location, Adjutor released her and took a step backwards, before asking her to strip, citing a need to check for concealed weapons. She glared at him in mock anger, but nevertheless obeyed his demands, starting to unbutton her blouse slowly, gradually exposing more and more of her cleavage to the watching man. Then, with all the buttons undone, she pulled her arms out of the blouse, allowing it to drop to the floor, exposing the sexy black lace bra that she was wearing.
She stood there for a few moments, the humiliation she felt from the treatment she was receiving adding to her arousal, before reaching down to pull off her skirt, wiggling her wide hips erotically as she pulled the skirt over them with some effort. Then, she allowed the skirt to fall to the floor and stepped out of it, exposing a pair of panties that matched her bra, with a small, slowly growing wet spot on the front.
"See, no hidden weapons", she said in mock anger.
"Now, please, let me go. I haven't done anything wrong", she added in a pleading tone.