Amy slips her fingers into her dripping pussy and rubs herself needily. Each stroke tingling and arousing the virgin bud. Today had been the day her mother had gotten her betrothed to a pretty boy named Jorgen. She’d always dreamed of being the first wife of some handsome man… but even as a noblewoman’s daughter, it had always seemed out of reach, what with the scarcity of men and all. Then her mother had given birth to a son of her own, and suddenly the family’s fortunes turned around. With such a great bargaining chip, Meryl had managed to buy all her daughters ways into assorted Harems. But the greatest was that she managed to come up with the dowry to get exclusive marriage arrangements with another family that had a male heir.
Money, and a promise to reciprocate earned her the rights to the name the both the boy’s first wife, and to nominate a sacrifice to be his first sexual partner.
Amy, being Meryl’s beloved firstborn, won the right of marriage, while her younger sister Charlene, was to take his virginity and earn an early, merciful death. Her skull would be the first to decorate his trophy wall.

She was just so excited.. Soon he’d be all hers. She would pick out his harem for him.. Choose his meals, nurse him when he was ill. His life would be all hers. And in the bedroom, that dick of his would be hers too. She’d seen it poking up from beneath his loincloth at the arrangement meeting. He’d liked her by the looks of things..

Amy Fingered herself harder, sitting up and leaning into her sex..
“Uuuuuuuuugggghhh… mmmmmm… yeeeeeesss Jorgen…” she groaned in pleasure…
“Give it too me… I want your dick in me now… Why can’t our marriage come sooner?”
It was a good fantasy… and it was making her approach climax… she dug her fingers in and reached inside her for the spot that would make her cum. “Gooooooddddsss… Yeeeeesssss!!!!!” She screamed as she squeezed over her hand and squirted on her two imbedded fingers as she orgasmed loudly in the nippy air. - the open window letting in the cool air that soothed her hot sweaty body.

Amy didn’t see her exoskeletoned killer until it leapt off the windowsill and grabbed her with its spindly legs.