Cremia refuses

"Hand over my outfit?" she asked outraged. "There's no way I can do that" she stated. Only to find a handcuff on her hand as she was protesting. "Would a stint in prison suit you better?" the guard asked as he unlocked the handcuff. "Take off the dress, give it back to us and then you are free to go as this is more than likely a misunderstanding" he warned her as Cremia stared at him. "Fine... can we go somewhere more private then, like maybe can I get changed into something appropriate in a less exposed place?" she begged as they looked at her with annoyance. "Are you mocking us. You have goods worth a fortune on you and you expect us to bring you to somewhere you can escape. You are going to hand over that dress here and now, we aren't going to risk letting you run away with it" they warned her as they looked at her menacingly. "Or do you want us to confiscate that dress without being polite?" they warned her as Cremia merely nodded. "What is going on?" she had to scream internally, but even though she couldn't really accept what was going on, her hands started to fumble at the belt she was wearing with the apron like cloth as the guards stared at her intensely making her feel completely uncomfortable. The crowd behind her still had no idea what she was doing just yet, but their murmuring was constant even if she was facing away from them. Then eventually despite her trembling hands she undid the belt around her and handed it over to the guards before she untied the aprons strings around the back of her neck, letting it slip off to reveal the nice white dress underneath it with its blue sleeves and rim.

"This dress is gorgeous" Cremia realised as she stared at the guard pleadingly. "Please can I go somewhere else?" she asked as she could hear people starting to really murmur excitedly. "No. That dress is worthy more money than you will make in your life" he stated as Cremia sighed and slipped off the jewellery on her arms and around her neck. "I won't forgive you for this" she promised the guard as she reached down to the rim of her skirt and in one brisk movement she brought the dress up to her head, pulling it off fully to the excited cries of the crowd as she tossed her hair back into place. Staring at the knight with fury she snarled at him. "Can I go now?" she asked bitterly. "I'm naked, just let me walk away in peace now" she stated as he looked at her.

"Naked? You certainly aren't" he stated as Cremia looked down and almost fainted. "What is this?" she almost cried in shock as she looked at the corset she was donning. White and frilly it ran down to a white panties with pink ribbons and bows on it. "Are you going to try and claim the Princesses private lingerie is your own?" the guard stated as behind her Cremia could hear catcalling and wolf-whistling from the crowd. "Please, I've complied enough as is. Can't you see I'm not the thief?" Cremia looked at them with her eyes shocked. "Please don't make me do this" she stated , but got no response as she started to fumble with the corset, but had no idea how to open it.

"I can't take this off" she tried to explain as he looked at her. "Turn around" he ordered as Cremia shook her head. "Please, I don't want to look at the crowd!" she pleaded, but she saw his face and compliantly turned around to look at the crowd for the first time, who certainly had been looking at her a lot longer and were even more enthusiastic to look at her mounds which were being held together tightly by the cusp of the corset and at her panties which were presenting her vagina as if it were a giftwrapped present. "Please just hurry it up" she pleaded with the soldier, but she didn't have to worry as before she had even finished speaking suddenly the corset had dropped right off of her and onto the ground as her breasts were suddenly exposed. "What did you do?" Cremia asked, turning around in horror to see the corsets strings had been slashed open. Covering her breasts she could hear the crowd enthusiastically cheering and mocking her as she kept her bared back to them. "Isn't that string expensive?" she asked the guard as he sneered.

"String is cheap, we'll tell the princess you refused to take it off" he stated. "And we might have to do the same to the panties" he stated as Cremia just sighed and bent over, bringing them down to her ankles she could hear the ecstatic crowd as her ass was celebrated like a Kings arrival as she stepped out of the panties and handed them to the guard. "Can I go now?" she begged as he shook his head. "The boots need to come off as well" he stated as Cremia unclipped them at the top and stepped out of them, now completely bare as she handed over them and stood, cupping her vagina in one hand and hovering her other over her breasts.

"Can I go now?" she asked bitterly as they looked at her.