Clothes stolen

"We're almost done." Said the bandit leader cheerfully. "Boys, take their clothes."

The bandit gang laughed and jeered as they stripped Sir Lennis and Elara of their clothing, leaving them both naked and ****. Elara stood with smoky composure, hardly seeming to notice what was occurring as her perfect, lean and curvy body was exposed. The bandits plainly leared, but Elara seemed to hardly notice.

Meanwhile Sir Lennis was stripped as well. Lauren's eyes bugged out. His body was solid muscle, and as his britches were yanked down Lauren was amazed to see his massive rod hanging between his legs. He also didn't show any shyness, crossing his muscular arms coldly. He did glance towards Elara's naked form, and then the knight's manhood sprang to life at the sight of perfect body. Courtney felt a twist of jealousy in her stomach—why couldn't she have that effect on him? But she had no time to dwell on it, as the bandits approached her, their eyes full of malicious glee.

With a cruel laugh, the leader of the bandits ripped away her shift, leaving her completely bare. The other bandits howled with laughter, pointing and gawking at her small breasts and soft belly. Even Elara couldn't contain her amusement, her laughter ringing through the forest like the tinkling of bells. Lauren felt her cheeks burn with humiliation, as she covered her shame, though everyone had already seen her every flaw. Elara and Sir Lennis stood casually nude, and why wouldn't they, but Lauren squirmed, blushed and covered.