Erotic Travels (3)
A Vikings Pleasure For Betty (3) Betty feels scared upon opening her eyes. She looks around and feels that her hands are tight behind her back. She struggles but cannot seem to get her hands lose. Her fright is building as she hears footsteps approaching. A door opens and for a minute the cell she is in gets some light. She blinks and tries to look around to see where she is being kept. She cannot identify the man that picks her up and carries her outside. The man brings her to a different cell, bigger and lit with candles. It’s none the less cold and damp in there. Her eyes are used to the light and she looks at her bare legs. She is dressed in nothing but a small piece of fabric on her upper body, barely covering her large breasts. It’s not even clean. She shivers as a rat walks passed her feet and kicks it. “What the hell is happening?” she whispers to herself. The door swings open and her big broad Viking steps in. The one that earlier had brought her into heaven. He li...