Game Over fantasy/The Remont Manor : Obey the captain and remove your clothes

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You sigh and choose against the idea of running off. You're surrounded and they could quickly overpower you, making you regret it. Your safest bet is to play along.

Under the gaze of the captain and the two guards, you reach for your belt of tools and gears and undo it. The captain's smile broaden as he sees you being obedient. "Good girl"

You set your belt down and take off your gloves before putting everything on a nearby chair. You try to avoid their gaze while they are eyeing your every movement. With another sigh, you reach for the bottom of your shirt and hoist it over your head without wasting too much time. You're not wearing anything beneath your shirt revealing alot of skin in the process. You hear the low chuckle of the perverted trio. Damn, it really doesn't take them much to get turned on.

The captain and the two guards eye the curve of your body lustfully. The slender shape of your fit abs from your waist to your shoulder and the lovely pair of modest breasts curving from your chest. You toss your shirt over your things and mess with the laces of your shorts, continuing to avoid looking at the three fuckers.

As your short loosen and reveals your ass through an elven black thong, you tug them down to your knees and look over to the chair. "Can I sit ?"

The captain smiles lewdly. "...Nah. Bend over. And take everything off"

You roll your eyes and bend forward. Lukcily you are pretty flexible and this is pretty easy for you. You pull your shorts along your thong down your legs. With your head low, you can't help but make eye contact with their crotch, seeing full erection poking out of their pants like sharp tent. You try not to pay too much attention and undo your combat boots before stepping out of them and finally passing your shorts down your feet, stripped down completely. One of the guards behind you reach down to grab a hold of your cute asscheeks and you blushes hard but force yourself not to react. He squeeze your bare ass apreciatively before letting it go.

As you stand, the captain smile and stare at your entire nakedness. He specificly forbid you from covering up, allowing his eyes to trail over your naked breasts and crotch.

"Now what?" you ask while looking at the ceiling.

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