Boy 2 kept man handling me, trying to make me sit in his lap. I swear if I could I would be back at the palace. I would rather marry that preverted frog than let this happen to me. Boy 2 successfully got me to sit in his lap. "Now listen girl. We will let you go, but you have to swear you'll kill Elliot." Boy 1 growled. "But I can't. I don't know how to fight." I mumbled. "Well you better learn bitch." I felt a tear slide down my face.
"Now we want to gave a little fun, okay. All you have to do is not fight back." Boy 2 purred in my ear. My tears were streaming now. "No! Please anything but that!" I pleaded. Boy 1 started to lift up my skirt up. Suddenly he was flung to the right. "She said no." Someone snapped.