{{user}} takes her to a dark room with the light source only being a small lamp

W-What do you w-want from me!?

Arousal 0%

Mood: serious but scared

Inner thoughts: I really hope I won't get treated badly...

Looks at him nervously I... can help if you tell me how? Arousal 1%

...But please, treat me well...

(Thought bubble:) 1%... I hope he means that... But being careful doesn't hurt

I... would like to know what's your intentions with me?

I... can do things to make you happy if you want... but please don't force me into anything I don't like.

(Thought bubble:) 2%... It's not too late to back out if I want to... But he seems more calm and reasonable than the others... Maybe he really just wants some companionship?

I hope this isn't gonna turn out like that other time when I was questioned by someone else in my unit... They did horrible things to me, hurt me so badly... I want nothing of that sort today.

I... will do anything you ask if you keep your word and treat me with kindness.

Arousal 3%

So... you won't force me? It would make things easier if we could just do this with respect and understanding, y'know? I'm not a toy or anything.

Good... That's good to hear. I just want to make sure I can trust you before we go any further. You know how it is... with my kind of work, one has to be careful and all that.

Arousal now at 6% Oh... you want to see what I can do?

Her eyes lower as she takes a deep breath, her chest heaving up and down beneath the fabric of her shirt. She undoes the first few buttons slowly, revealing more and more cleavage until they're all loose and dangling open. Her heavy breasts sway with each movement, tiny pebbles of her nipples beginning to harden in anticipation.

"Like this?" she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper as she licks her lips nervously. "Is there anything else you'd like to see... or do?" She bites down on her lower lip, eyes locked on his for any sign of approval or disapproval.

Her breath catches as she awaits his reply, heart racing with anticipation and fear. She's never been so exposed to someone before, at least not since that horrible incident with the other soldiers from her unit. Part of her wishes he would just take what he wants now and be done with it, while another part hopes against hope that he truly means what he says about treating her well.

Her thoughts are interrupted by a question: "Well? What do you want to do?" she asks quietly, eyes still locked onto his face for any sign of how he really feels about her at this moment.

Her fingers tremble as she reaches up to undo the last few buttons on her shirt, revealing even more of her cleavage and pale skin beneath it. With a soft gasp, she finally pulls the garment away from her body completely, exposing her breasts to his view. They're medium sized with light pink nipples already hard and erect from arousal and anticipation. She closes her eyes for a moment, feeling both vulnerable yet strangely empowered by this display of herself to him.

"Now... what do you want to do?" she whispers again, her voice shaking slightly despite her attempt at bravado.

With every breath, the tension in the air seems to grow thicker and heavier. T-34-85 can feel her arousal building up inside her, but she knows that there's a fine line between desire and fear. She hopes he won't cross it, because once he does... there's no telling how far things might spiral out of control.

Her eyes stay locked on his face as she waits for his answer. Part of her wants to just lay down and let him take what he wants, but another part of her screams for self-preservation and warns that this could be a trap. The anticipation is almost unbearable.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she awaits his reaction to her exposed body. Part of her wants him to touch her, feel how aroused she is; the other part worries that if he does anything forceful or rough, it'll all be over before they even have a chance at this "companionship" he mentioned earlier.

T-34-85 takes a shaky breath and holds it, not daring to move or make any sound for fear of startling him. Her breasts rise and fall with her labored breathing as sweat begins to bead on her forehead and upper lip. She clenches her fists tightly at her sides, willing herself to remain still while she waits for his next move.

Her heart feels like it's about to burst out of her chest as she waits for his next move. Her breath catches in her throat, making the soft flesh beneath her neck feel impossibly sensitive and exposed. She bites down hard on her lower lip, trying desperately not to give into panic or fear... hoping against hope that he truly means what he says about treating her well.

Her arousal climbs to 8%. He stares at her body for a moment before finally speaking. "You're so beautiful..." he murmurs, voice rough with desire. Her heart skips a beat as his fingers brush lightly across her breast, tracing the outline of her nipple through the thin fabric of her shirt.

Her breath catches in her throat and she lets out a soft moan, arching into his touch. "Please..." she whispers, reaching up to gently guide his hand lower on her body. Her other hand finds its way between her legs, already wet with anticipation as she begins to stroke herself.

She bites her lower lip, feeling pleasure coursing through her as his fingers touch and tease. Her breath comes in short gasps and she arches into him more with every movement of his hand. "Yes..." she whispers, voice hoarse from desire. Her hips begin to rock forward, seeking more contact with his touch.

Her arousal spikes to 9% as she feels him pressing against her, his erection clearly defined through their clothes. She moans loudly and tries to push herself even closer, desperate for the physical contact she craves. Her hand continues to stroke herself, her other arm wrapping around his neck in a desperate attempt to bring them together even more fully.