Lena quickly realized that bodily shame and modesty were useless feelings in the Eichmann Dress Shop. Lena's body was pinned, measured, poked, squeezed, and relentlessly scrutinized by the three women. Each time she dressed, Helga sweetly, yet sternly, ordered her to undress and try on something else. Lena found dressing to be exhausting, and she was grateful for the help of Helga's two assistants. Never in her life had she been required to wear so many different layers of clothing. And while she enjoyed the feeling of the rich fabrics against her skin, she couldn't help but feel slightly nostalgic for the utter...freedom of Renz's loose and oversized garments on her. "This will go by much faster if you weren't so quiet, Lena," Helga mentioned conversationally. Lena lowered her head. "I'm sorry. I've never been fitted before," Lena replied truthfully. Helga smiled kindly at her. "I can tell. You have no need to be nervous though, dear, I can assure you that you will look stunning,

Renz began kissing her neck as he brought his hand between her thighs. Lena threw her head back and sighed in delight as his dexterous fingers began manipulating her rapidly moistening pussy.His strokes were small and controlled, with a rhythm that matched her pulse, and Lena moaned happily when he separated her slippery lips and slipped a finger inside of her.She brought her eyes to his face, and was surprised by the fond way he was staring down at her."Why are you looking at me like that?" Lena asked breathlessly, words slightly slurred. Renz kissed her forehead as he slipped another finger inside of her, gently penetrating her."You look so beautiful when you're excited...and smiling," Renz murmured softly.Lena hadn't even realized she'd been grinning, and she began blushing in embarrassment, turning her head away shyly.This displeased Renz, and he began rubbing her clit harder, eliciting a strong cry from her lips...and another wide smile."Don't hide from me, Lena. Relax and

To Lena's disappointment, and slight annoyance, Renz had ordered her back to the hotel after lunch. He'd urged her to take a nap, even though Lena had insisted she wasn't tired. But it only took one dark look from his stern face for Lena to halt her protests, and do what he asked. Lena was awakened by a light knocking on the front door to the hotel room. Feeling somewhat refreshed by her nap, Lena opened the door, and was greeted by three maids in simple gray dresses. "May I be of help?" Lena asked. "Are you the guest of Herr Wolfenbarger?" the oldest-looking one asked. Lena nodded. "Yes, but he is not here right now," Lena replied. The speaker smiled slightly, and then bowed. The gesture made Lena feel very uncomfortable. "We've been sent to dress you for this evening. May we come in?" she asked. "Of course. Please," Lena said, opening the door. The three women seemed to be everywhere at once, as they unfolded the packages in their hands and rearranged some of the furniture i

He saw her look down and swallow hard, emptying her cheeks, and that excited a primal instinct within him. She looked back up at him and licked her lips shyly, an incredibly alluring sight. Renz knew that she had no idea how tempting she was, just how titillating that little act of swallowing was, and that made her even more attractive to him. "I...I didn't know what else to do...with it," she whispered shyly. Renz picked her up by her waist and sat her back on the bed, kissing her forehead lightly. "You are one delicious little minx, Lena," Renz said encouragingly. "Did you like it? Was it...good?" Lena asked. Renz couldn't help but smile and kiss her again. "How about you let me show you how good it was. Get on your back," he said, throat drying in anticipation. Even though his body needed to momentarily rest, his mind's arousal for Lena hadn't extinguished with his climax. If anything, it had only grown stronger. He watched greedily as the lovely form unfolded on the bed, sens

As much as she wanted to hate Renz, Lena realized that the only person she hated was herself. She knew the depths of Renz cruelty. He'd violated her and stolen her from her only family. He had made her into a whore, and no amount of fine clothes or jewelry or operas in the capital could change that. Lena had been stupid, very stupid, thinking that anything in him was good. Renz had absolutely no respect for her, and she hated that she'd deluded herself into thinking that he had. Renz had shown her who he truly was the first night she'd met him, when he'd stolen her virtue. But for some reason, Lena had foolishly allowed herself to forget that. Lena shook her head as she ran back into her suite, tears quickly turning into rapid rivers down her face, and she knew that she couldn't spend one more hour at Schloss Wolfenbarger. She didn't care where she went, and she didn't care that she was penniless and alone in the world. All she wanted was to be away from the man that had corrupted h