She was good looking, but she never thought that her looks would go towards being some man's slave, and not of her own avail whatsoever. Each step he took, each glance he gaze her, seemed to cut right through her body and right into her soul. Everything he did frightened her, prodding at her heart and her emotions. Once he reached the bed and was naked, she couldn't help but inwardly admire how he looked, her lips trembling as he went to kiss her, and her hand holding back from instinctively pushing away his own as he touched her hip. As his lips parted for her, she closed her dark hues and felt her tongue wandering hesitantly into his mouth, tasting him. Then, his touches upon her pussy, so gentle, and not harsh like she expected...It was almost...Romantic?