Order May to strip

You smiled evilly at May. "To start with, I want you to strip for me."

May gave a soft whimper, but her hands went to the hem of her shirt, and a moment later pulled it up to reveal her plain black bra. She glanced past you at the door, then down at the pokeball still in your hand, before that little last spark of hope died from her eyes. "Please..."

"Keep going." You prompted her.

Her shirt fell to the floor, then she kicked off her shoes. With shaking hands, she unbuttoned her shorts, then let them slip down around her ankles. She stepped out of them, then gave you a pleading gaze. "Is this enough? I'm down to my underwear."