Make her part of the Collection

You open the door, finding the woman struggling against her bonds. To your delight, you find that she has not really loosened the ropes one bit.

Needless to say, she is surprised to see you. She mmphs dramatically against the gag, causing you to smile.

"I'm glad to see that you're awake," you say, "Comfortable."

She 'yells' at you through her gag some more, her eyes defiant.

"Oh- if that's the case, I'll just turn off the lights and leave you alone again."

You see fear in her eyes for the first time and she shakes her head vehemently at you.

"Oh, you want me to stay now?"

She nods in the same dramatic fashion.

"You get scared when I leave you all alone in here?"

She nods again, betraying her position of authority and her age.

You decide to play with her head some more by undoing her gag. She adjusts her jaw to its now-loosened state.

"Are you going to thank me for undoing that for you," you ask.

"...Thank you."

"Now, if I agree to keep you company, I have one important rule that you must abide by."

"Name it," Ms. Pendragon says submissively, "I'll do it."

"The woman I keep company have to at least be in their underwear."

She gives you a shocked and confused look. Your eyes might hers and do not waiver. After a minute, she lowers her head.

"...okay."

"No, that's not how this works," you say sternly, "Tell me what you want me to do."

"...please take off my clothes. I want to be in my underwear...for you."

You smile and reach down to her pants. You undo the button and pull them down slowly. You want to linger on this moment. With the material down around her ankles, you can see her white bikini-cut panties. You order her to step out of them and she does, allowing you to toss the pants aside. Now for the fun part...

Reaching into your bag, you pull out some scissors and systematically cut off her cardigan. You take pleasure in doing it strip-by-strip. You can feel her shiver as each piece gets removed.

Finally, she is clad in just her matching bra and panty set. They're both lacy and white, managing to accent her luscious breasts and ass. She has a pretty tight body for a teacher too.

"There there," you say, rubbing her back lightly, "That wasn't so hard. For your reward, you'll get to have some company. Would you like that?"

She nods somberly.

You smile again, untie the rope connecting her wrists to the pipe and re-tie them behind her back. You take a long loop, pull it under her and pull on it. The result: she is **** to walk backwards with the rope rubbing against her partially-clothed pussy.

Out you go...