Onward to the Queen of War!

You play with your new recruits for a minute, teasing them by holding a handful of their panties up above their heads and getting them to jump for them. Your audience enjoys the sight of four beautiful, shapely women bouncing up and down, shouting "Give me back my underpants!" A few of the boys are already starting to chase girls of their own. One duo grabs a gorgeous young creature by the skirt and is making great progress in wrestling the garment off of her.

"Looking good, guys!" Daisy cheers. "We're going to be going in now. When we return, I'd better see all of you with at least one naked girl to your name!"

"Okay, girls, listen up," you say, pocketing their panties and gathering them together in a huddle. You hold Dreadlocks and Ibi close to you, your right hand on Ibi's right breast and your left hand on Dreadlocks' left breast. These are the two girls who seemed most inclined towards you: You caught Ibi cracking a smile as she watched you spanking Fauxhawk, and Dreadlocks actually giggled when you dangled her panties over her. "We're about to go and strip the Queen of War. I understand that she's a substantial warrior with a butt the size of all outdoors. Anybody have any suggestions for how to go about this?"

"She's at her most **** when she's being massaged," says Ibi. "She strips down to her panties and a towel, and the team of masseuses who attend to her are bound to the rule that nobody is allowed to be less naked than she is in her presence."

"On the other hand, she'll also be attending the arena matches today," says Dreadlocks. "And it could be fun to humiliate her as publicly as you humiliated us just now."