“Then say the words, my pet.”
“I want to be yours, Chief Helga.” A renewed sense of shame came over Iona, but she didn’t hesitate to say the words. “I did not think so. xxx The prettiest will go to my men. Watching her put it to the side mesmerized Iona, the way the muscles rippled and stretched like a jungle cat’s. Bunching her dress into one hand so it still lay over her hips, she placed one hand down onto the carpeted floor, leaned forwards and arched her back as far as she could. Helga directed her to a tent, smaller than the meeting tent, but still larger than all the rest Iona had seen in the encampment. She didn’t understand what a special friendship was.
Actors:
Annabel Redd
