Demand she undress
From Create Your Own Story
"I care nothing for this prattle," you say, pulling your riding shirt free and tossing it aside. "I commanded you to undress."
The girl nervously wraps her hands around the water pump, her eyes large and her fingers shaking a bit. "Please, sire, I-"
"Undress," you say again, interrupting her. "Or you shall be reprimanded harshly."
She swallows hard, stepping around the tub. Reaching up, she pulls the cap from her head, freeing her short blonde locks. She begins to slowly unfasten the buttons at the side of her dress, then pulls the brown wool garment up over her head. Slowly, she reaches down for the white night frock that is the only bit of fabric hiding her from your view, and she looks at you tentatively, as if you might have changed your mind. You nod once, and she peels it up over her head.
Her thin frame is adorned by two small breasts, each capped by a soft pink circular areola, each one with a tiny hardening nipple atop it. Her quim, which she moves to hide with her hands, is adorned with a soft wisp of downy blonde fur. The entirety of her skin is so white it's nearly translucent, and in the faint sunlight from the window you find her unmarred flesh delightful.
