Strip Emily Naked

Caity smiles and unbuckles Emily's pants.

"Caity no-"

"Shut the fuck up," Caity says. "You're gonna get these cocks in you. That body of yours is going to be breeded, just like mine." Caity pulls down her pants, taking off her shoes and socks then pulling the pants off. Emily, with her underwear showing, tries to get away, but she is held in place by two men grabbing her arms. Emily looks at Caity, pleading.

Next, Caity asks for a knife. One of the men hands her one and she starts cutting Emily's shirt.

"You won't be needing clothes anymore, so who cares if they get cut," she laughs.

"Caity, stop. This isn't-" Emily squeals when Caity puts the knife in front of her face.

"Seriously, shut the fuck up," she says, then goes back to cutting her shirt off.

Now in her bra and underwear, Caity steps back, marveling at Emily's toned, tight body.

"Oh, you boys are going to have fun with her. If I were you, I would start undressing."

Emily looks around as the men start removing their clothes. Caity puts the knife at her bra straps, cutting them. Her bra falls to the ground, exposing Emily's breasts. Caity licks her lips, moving her left hand to them. She gropes and rubs them.

"Mmm, Emily you have nice breasts. It's going to be fun seeing a cock between them."

Next, she pulls her underwear down and tosses it to the side.

Now naked, Emily is unable to cover herself. Caity steps back.

"My, oh my, and I thought I was in shape. I didn't realize how toned you are Emily. This is going to be fun. Let her go."

The two men holding her let go and Emily stumbles forward. Caity looks at her, smiling.

Then, she grabs Emily's shoulders, turns her around, and shoves her to the men.

"Enjoy boys!"