The Pirate wins

However, Nazia was not quick enough. Her holster was snapped shut, and she had to fumble with it to unsnap it. By the time she drew her weapon, the Pirate was on top of her, removing the gun from her grasp. The pirate smiled at her, and jabbed her in the stomach with the barrel. "You have good taste in clothes," she complimented her. "We look to be about the same size."

"What are you going to do with me?' Nazia asked.

"I'd say anything I want to," the pirate answered with a sexy smile. "I'm into girls. And you look like the type of girl I'm into. But I do need to make sure. Those clothes of yours could be quite deceiving." She waved the gun in Nazia's face. "Take them off," she ordered. "I want to get a good look at you."

"Here? Now?" Nazia's face flushed red. "I can't do that! "

"Now do what I say, or you'll be dancing while trying to avoid a bullet in the foot." she pointed the gun at Nazia's feet.

Nazia looked defeated as she slid her blazer off, and the Pirate motioned for her to give it to her, which she did. Next she stepped out of her shoes, slowly, trying to stall for time. Why she wasn't sure since nobody else knew where she was. "You stupid woman!" she thought to herself. "You had to try and play hero, all by yourself. Didn't you?"

"You're wasting time on those shoes. Just kick them off," barked the Pirate. "I know no one's coming to help you, so you may as well get it over with."

reluctantly, Nazia kicked off her shoes. Then she removed her blouse, showing off her very much old fashioned white bra that looked like it had been made back in the nineteen forty's.

The Pirate couldn't help but giggle at the extra large piece of material Nazia's breasts were encased in. "Where did you get that bra from? Did you rob a lingerie museum?"

Nazia's face once again flushed red. "No, I didn't rob a museum, lingerie or otherwise. I bought it uptown at a very nice store. I don't believe a woman's underwear should be so racy."

By now the Pirate was laughing hysterically. "You probably have matching granny panties on to go with it!"

Again poor Nazia flushed red with embarrassment. "Are we done? I feel cold."

"No, we're not done. Not until you've taken everything off. So get those trousers off."

Nazia had **** but to obey the gun wielding criminal. She unbuttoned and unzipped her slacks, and shimmied them down her sexy legs, lightly stepping out of them once they hit the ground.

Again the Pirate howled with laughter. "You couldn't have bought those! My grandmother wore those! I could use them as a large pocketbook if I sewed the leg holes shut!"

Nazia was fit to be tied. Now she was being laughed at and humiliated for her choice in panties. She stood there, trying to cover herself up as her face changed shades of red.

The pirate finally regained her composure. "Give me that hijab. I bet you have nice, long beautiful hair that's all balled up under that thing."

Nazia removed her hijab, and handed it to the Pirate. What else was she supposed to do?

"Now let your hair down," she ordered the nearly naked woman.

Nazia released the bun her hair was in, and allowed it to cascade over her shoulders and back. She shook her head, and her hair flew wildly about her face.

"You look like a demon enchantress," commented the Pirate. "Now off with that silly bra and panties."

Nazia unhooked the back of her oversized double barrel slingshot, and slid it off over her arms. She tried her best to hide her naked tit flesh with one arm while using the free arm and hand to tug at her panties. Her hips shimmied back and forth as she worked them down her legs, and allowed them to fall around her ankles in a twisted heap. her hand went directly to her crotch in an effort to hide her wild and untamed pubic mound.

"Arms at your sides. No hiding your lady bits from me. I said I wanted to see everything, and I meant everything. Now let me see it."

Nazia again did as she was commanded. She dropped her arms revealing her firm, ripe breasts with their succulent, erect nipples.

The Pirate was intrigued with Nazia's dark, thick thatch of pubic hair. She tried to discern the shape of her pussy, but couldn't quite see it. she waved the gun at the naked woman again. "Lay down and spread your legs. I want to get a good look at your pussy."

"Haven't you humiliated me enough? You have all my clothes, which means you'll probably **** me to walk home naked."

"Oh, I wouldn't dream of sending a beauty like you home naked!" the Pirate exclaimed. "Once I've finished with you, I'll give you back your vintage underwear to wear home. Now on your back, and spread those legs. I'm going to get a good look at you, up close and personal."