A Trap

Meanwhile, taking advantage of the situation where Dwi Ara was not with her husband, Guntur Aji dragged the Queen of Daksina to an empty place. He even deliberately ordered two of his soldiers to watch the door outside.

"Aji!" said Dwi Ara. "What are you doing? Why did you bring me here?"

Guntur Aji ignored Dwi Ara's words, he smiled as he took off his clothes one by one.

"Aji…!"

"I don't think you have a choice here, my dear Ara."

"Don't talk casually just because I'm in your palace!"

"Oh, Ara, Ara…" Guntur Aji chuckled as he approached Dwi Ara with a naked body and perfectly tense genitals. "I have your card, honey, I have control over you, and that means I can fuck you anytime."

"Don't talk recklessly!" said Dwi Ara, then she moved towards the door. "Let me out of here!"

"Where are you going, honey?"