Sasha saves the day

"Wait!" says Sasha. "This isn't right. I have way more clothes than Sam, he shouldn't be the one stripping," she said.

Astrid looks back at Sasha, seeming somewhat amused. "Are you sure? I mean, don't you kind of want to see his penis? I could just get it out so you can take a peek at least!"

You squirm, but with Astrid's hands firmly on your waistband, there's not much you can do to escape.

"Stop it!" says Sasha, putting a hand on Astrid's shoulder. "You're being a bully. Poor Sam already handcuffed himself for you, you shouldn't take advantage of that!"

With a sigh, Astrid steps back. "Fine... So what're you taking off?"

Sasha blushes, and without answering, starts unbuttoning her skinny jeans. With a deep breath, she suddenly pulls them around her ankles! Your penis twitches again as Sasha's matching, bright red lacy undies come into view. Astrid let out a low wolf whistle.

"Damn Sasha! I didn't think you were the type for matching lingerie!" The thin fabric leaves her long, tan legs totally exposed, and Sasha blushes as she instinctively thrusts a hand over her crotch. She's clearly too embarrassed to come up with a response, instead turning around to drop the jeans into the chute.

As she turns, you stifle a gasp as you realize Sasha is wearing a _very _revealing thong! The tiny red string does nothing to cover her incredible, toned ass. Sensing she is on display, she attempts to use both hands to cover her butt, which only succeeds in making Astrid laugh.

"Come on Sasha, you've got a rocking booty, no need to cover up! Give it a little wiggle for us!"

Now it's your turn to step in. "Stop it! You'd still be butt-naked, jumping up and down and yelling, if it weren't for her!"

Astrid looks a little embarrassed, but doesn't respond. With that, the door opens up, and you cautiously step through.