Strip them

Cheri could see the younger pirate heading back to the front of the room, towards Pamela. She guessed that all the girls in the class were now captive, She noticed that the pirate by the door was putting the box she had been holding in her belt. Cheri could tell that the heavy feeling in her limbs was fading. Her arms were still firmly held behind her back, and she could tell that even when her strength returned fully they would remain where the pirate wanted them.

The younger pirate was bending over Pamela, whose bindings were the same as Cheri's, but she seemed to have recovered faster and was visibly pulling at them and struggling.

"You can't do this to us - Let us go!!" Pamela cried, lying on her front on the floor and wriggling. "Quiet!" ordered the pirate - re-enforcing the command with a firm spank on Pamela's backside. The smack could be heard throughout the room, and any of the captives who might have considered a verbal protest quickly changed their minds.

Although Cheri could see what was happening to Pamela, Linda could not, as she was facing away from the door and the front of the room. Overcome by curiosity she rolled onto her back, hoping to change to a position with a better view. She had done this by raising one knee, and moving it sideways, so she was now lying on her captive arms, with her knees wide apart. She would have closed her legs, but the pirate by the door was at her side in an instant, touching Linda's inner thigh with a stick a bit like a wand. "Spread!" the pirate commanded, and Linda obeyed. From this position, if she was going to try to get to her feet, or any other unauthorized movement she would have to start by closing her legs, which would be very visible. To relieve some of the pressure of her weight from her arms bound underneath her she was pushing her pelvis up a bit. Even though her backside was not readily accessible for spanking Linda did not think the pirates would worry about that and would spank the target she was presenting so invitingly. Linda resolved to be very good.

At the front the pirate had moved Pamela's hair out of the way, and run a small device from the neck hole of Pamela's leotard, down past the captive arms, to one thigh opening, and then across her backside to the other leg hole with the garment parting under the device as it moved, She then ordered Pamela to kneel, which the instructress did with impressive grace, despite the way her arms were bound behind her back. Pamela kept her knees together as her clothing felt alarmingly loose around her crotch and she wanted to keep it in place with her thighs. She was quickly taught that it was not what she wanted which was important as the pirate ordered her to spread her knees.

The pirate rested the stripper device on Pamela's left shoulder, just long enough for Pamela to know what was coming, and then used it to cut the shoulder strap of the leotard. The garment fell away, almost exposing one breast, she moved it to the other shoulder, another pause, and then she cut the other strap, and Pamela was naked. Kneeling, nude and bound she was aware that at the moment she was the only naked one in the room, but this was not the case for long.

Moving swiftly and efficiently the younger pirate was moving through the class, making strategic slices to every garment. Cheri felt her leotard loosen as it was cut, and although it still held in place by gravity she knew that if she moved it would be gone, and she too would be naked.

Cheri could tell that the pirate had finished stripping the class as she returned to the front of the hall and addressed the captives.