It's time for Stephanie to try the other side of the camera.

The ringleader waved over one of his gunmen, took the camera away from Stephanie, and handed it to him.

"Keep it fuckin' steady," he growled before holding up the next cue card.

"T-this is my cameraw-- camerabitch, Stephanie." Mackenzie stepped to one side, giving Stephanie room to join her in frame. "Strip for the camera, Stephanie!"

The younger woman blanched, paralyzed by a potent mixture of fear for her life, shame at what she'd been told to do, and good old fashioned stage fright. She looked at Makenzie in shock, and then glanced first down at the lens of her own camera and then at the cruel man standing beside it. He scowled at her, tapping the cue card. It's not until she reads the words Strip for the camera that the reality of the moment really sets in.

There are tears in her eyes as she pulls her Channel 6 News Crew t-shirt up to reveal her taut, toned stomach, and then her smooth ribcage, and then her small breasts. She knew she should've worn a bra today. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see the two of them on the TV. The sight of her tiny tits next to Mackenzie's massive tits was somehow even more humiliating than just standing there topless.

She turned around in shame to bury her face against the wall, but kept stripping anyway. She slowly, shakily unbuttoned her tight jeans, eased down the fly, and let out a sob before peeling them down her smooth, toned legs. It didn't even occur to her that she was pointing her tight little ass right at the camera as she wrestled her way out of her shoes, socks, and pants at the same time.

She shivered when her bare feet touched the cold tile floor, but she shivered even more when she realized that she only had one piece of clothing left. She closed her eyes and broke out into full blown tears as she hooked her thumbs into the waste band of her simple pink panties and let them fall to the floor.

"Nice..." Mackenzie struggled to read the next hastily scrawled cue card, "Nice ass, eh, viewers? Not as f-fat and flabby as mine. Now turn around, Stephanie. Show us that c-- Show us that cunt."

Stephanie shook her head silently.

"Do it, Stephanie," Mackenzie said, going off book for a moment. "Please. We have to."

"I--" the tiny brunette gasped, "I can't. They'll see--"

Before Mackenzie could answer again, the ringleader cleared his throat to bring her attention to the new cue card.

"You have to the count of five to turn around, or I'm going to... I'm going to spank you. One, two, three..."