To the marketplace

"If you're not going to comply in the privacy of our own home, then I'm afraid I will have to punish you. We're going to the marketplace," Dovah answered.

"No! Not there! Wait, I'm sorry!" Lydia cried. "You can't take me there!"

Dovah continued to walk and placed Lydia down in the middle of the marketplace. It was Fredas one of the busiest days of the week. It seemed like everyone was in Whiterun today.

"Attention ladies and gentlemen! I, the Dovahkiin, must teach Lydia here a lesson. I gave her a simple order and she refused to do it. So now she will do her order here before all of you. Let this be a lesson not to mess with me," Dova shouted gathering everyone's attention as they all turned to look at Lydia.

Lydia's jaw dropped. "Wait, please," Lydia begged. "Not here, please."

Dovah didn't say a word as he grabbed Lydia's breastplate and undid it and then lifted it off of her body. There Lydia stood in her bra and legs. But shortly after Dovah slid the legs off too leaving Lydia in just her underwear. Lydia blushed a deep red as she stood before the many people she knew from her housecarl duties clad in just her underwear.

But Dovah didn't stop there as Dovah yanked Lydia's panties down to the ground. The marketplace gasped in surprise. It was clear that Lydia had used one of her daggers to shave herself as all there was to protect her modesty was a little bit of stubble. Lydia squealed as she tried to cover herself before Dovah undid her bra as well leaving her petite bare breasts on display before the marketplace. They were a reasonable size but still embarrassing as her nipples perked up from the cool breeze.

Lydia blushed even redder as wolf whistles and cheers filled the ambience. But Dovah wasn't finished with her.