Winifred was so scared at this point. The chief warden was so close to her that she could smell his sweaty body and the tobacco off his breathe.
"Now, would you strip or would you rather I do it myself and even claim you as mine while at it? I can as well do that... in fact, I would love to do that. Claiming a whole stuff like you for myself would be a great deal." He said, while Winifred struggled so hard to breathe under his critical eyes. She was so scared that she couldn't think well enough to choose, not that she had any option to choose anyways.
"Well, I'll take your silence as you choosing the second option! You proud and good for nothing slave!" He said as he started to try to tear the dress off her body.
"Chief!" A voice interrupted them from the other side of the door, that which he replied a disgruntled "What!" to.
"Sir Alexander has requested your presence sir." The voice responded.
"Which of the Alexanders?"
"Its th..."
