Call me Jürgen

Ariana was bothered by this little intuition, that something was very wrong with Jürgen.

"Either I have problems with my eyes… or Jürgen… looks at me as a woman… I haven't looked at him properly before, because I tried to get into his graces so that at least he didn't want me to be killed… but so far I felt like he was looking at me as a mere prey, but now he looked at me just like Jerome… as a sexual predator… "

Even the cold run down on her spine from that thought.

"Uhh… , I'm sure I'm just imagining things by myself."

She set the golden hairbrush on the mirrored table and lay down to sleep.

In contrast, Jürgen was determined to keep Jerome away from the secret palace. It was already two in the morning when he finally got to bed… but he couldn't fall asleep. His thoughts only revolved around her… how wonderful it was to hold her in his arms, to kiss her lips…

"I have to feel her… I can't take it without her…"

He buried his face in the palm of his hand, as he sat on the edge of the bed thinking of a way, how he could get the girl again.

The next day the queen went to the greenhouse to sprinkle the plants. She was just admiring a blue orchid, when her usual company appeared.

"It is a really wonderful plant."

Jürgen remarked.

"Yes, it is. My favorite flower… although I like it more in purple. "

Ariana smoothed the petals of the flower with a smile. As she looked at the man, she saw a black scarf in his hand.

"What do you need it for?"

She asked curiously.

"To a surprise… if my queen allows me…"

"Huh? Ah… "

Ariana's eyes widened at the word of surprise, she was a little embarrassed as the man stepped behind her, and blindfolded her eyes.

"This is so exciting…"

She whispered excitedly. She had been living his gray, monotonous life slowly for two years now… this little surprise brought a spot of color into her day, which is why her heart began to beat faster, as she hadn't been part of this kind of thing for so long… the last time was when…

'With Harry… when we had mooring sex… he always blindfolded me…'

The black scarf was made of silk, although it thoroughly reduced her line of sight, at least she saw things in spots around her.

When Jürgen gently turned her over and led her so blindly… she forgot in the heat of surprise so much that she completely surrendered to the man's control… as she lowered her guard completely, forgetting who he was and what he could do with her…

"Ah!"

She was surprised when her hips hit the table.

"I'm sorry, I should have told you not to take that big step…"

Jürgen apologized, then turned her back on the table.

"And now reach out with both hands."

"This way will be good?"

Ariana asked with a wide smile on her face.

"Perfect."

She heard the receding response, for by this time Jürgen had taken a few steps away to pull a handle.

"Huh?"

To the handle was attached a rope with a loop at the end. The loop hung just around the girl's wrist, and the ignorant Ariana stretched her arms straight into that loop, which narrowed to the girl's wrist by pulling the arm down, then "hanging her in front of the man" in need.

"Ahh! What is this? "