Strip!

"The very first thing for you to do is take off those clothes," the commander said coolly. Erin tried her best to maintain a neutral expression but Kristen gasped in horror. "Those clothes are contraband in this prison. Your appearance is in violation of the regulations," he said sternly.

"This is too impossible!" the Swede moaned, leaning forward onto the desk. "It is not fair! My daddy in Sweden, he is very rich and he can give you money to let us go!"

Suddenly, Magumbo launched himself from his seat and smacked Kristen across the face with his hand. She recoiled immediately, holding her hand to her face. "First you break the rules, now you try and bribe me!" He began to come around the desk.

Kristen backed away from him, sobbing and trying to pull her shirt off over her head. "I will do it, sir!" she pleaded despretely. Erin pulled off her clothes too, hoping to avoid a similar fate to her friend.

The commander backed the now naked Swede into the corner of his office and glances down at her blonde locks falling gently on her big breasts, quivering as Kristen sobbed quietly.