<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: papyrus;">Airressa lay limp, allowing her body to be taken over by the powerful man in front of her. She wanted to scream, possibly run, but knew she could not so therefor she allowed it to happen. His lips felt rough against hers, as he pressed into her face, his mouth tasting strongly of liquor. <br/>Finally, he pulled away, staring her up and down, making her feel quite uncomfortable. "So, your majesty," she nervously asked, "what can I do to please you?" She curtsied delicately, her breasts slightly falling out of the top of her dress as she bent over slowly. <br/></span>