Dress removed

"We have to send your father proof of your capture..." The robed elf said.

"Proof? What proof?" Abigail asked.

"Why, you're lovely gown of course!" The elf smiled. A murmur of laughter came from the surrounding thieves, almost all men.

"Are you kidding me? You will NOT touch me or my gown! I command it!" Abigail said haughtily.

"How can you stop us?" The robed elf said.

"I... I..." Abigail, for the first time actually considering her circumstance, realized she could not stop them. She could do nothing. Even her royal authority mattered little to such thieves.

Suddenly two men came and pinned each of Abigail's arms.

"Unhand me swine!" Abigail screeched, kicking her legs. The elf in charge approached. Calmly avoiding her kicking feet her reached his hand in the front of her dress. Abigail's eyes went as wide as saucers ass his fingers wedged between her large breasts.

"AHHH!" She squealed. The robed elf, with surprising strength from his lean frame, pulled the dress forward so hard it ripped clean off Abigail's body! She was left in corset, bloomers and heels!"

"OH LORD!" Abigail screamed as the thieves laughed. She strained against the men holding her, but was unable to hide anything.