With her legs forcefully spread and her underwear ripped away, Leia suddenly found herself on full display. She quickly hid her breasts with her hands and glared at him over her shoulder. "W— What are you doing?! Don't be so rough!"
But Erik, his arms wrapped around her body from behind, grabbed her chin from the front and forced her head to turn further until she could barely look him in the eyes.
"Be quiet now, little Leia," he demanded, his voice stern and steeped in confidence. It was a voice that refused to be disobeyed. "I did what you wanted, now it's your turn to do what I want. Unless you want this to end prematurely, you'll interlock your hands behind your head and let me do as I wish."
Leia's eyes widened. "Y— You can't speak to me like that!" she complained, her voice and body trembling a little. Yet, despite her objections, she lifted her hands from her chest and interlocked them behind her head.
