They strip Zelda

“No, stop!” Zelda cried, pulling against her chains in a futile effort to escape. Before she could voice any further protest, the first of the three guards was already upon her. He grabbed the loose fabric around her corset and pulled it taut before cutting away at it. Zelda winced as she felt the cold blade brush against her bare skin.

The other two guards joined the first and they cut away at her dress. One grabbed her ripped corset with both hands and ripped it off of her, leaving most of her cleavage exposed. Another cut away at her skirt, tearing away large swaths of fabric exposing her legs, her panties, and the hem of her shift

The first guard placed the blade of his knife between her cleaveage and pulled it down, cutting the front of her dress and shift down the middle. Zelda cried out as her naked breasts spilled out for the men to see. “You pigs! Don’t look at me!” She cried out.

The first man laughed and grabbed one of her breasts and pinched her nipple. Zelda felt a mixture of disgust and unwanted arousal. “Trust me princess, this is only the beginning.”

The other two men cut away at the rest of her dress and at the shift underneath. Zelda watched in horror as she was completely exposed before the group of men. Her dress and shift were left as useless tatters on the floor. Her only article of clothing left on the princess was her panties.

Zelda struggled against her chains as the first man ran a hand on her nearly naked body. “Please, don’t do this! Just let me keep something, please!” The guard ignored her pleas and tore off her panties with one hand, leaving her shaven pussy completely exposed.

Zelda was humiliated. To be seen in such a state, and by traitors no less, it was more than she could bear. She averted her head in shame, not wanting to even look at her assailants.

“Alright, now you’re ready to see the king.” The first man said. Zelda felt as her manacles were unchained from the wall, and her hands were allowed down. She still had to carry her manacles, but at least she wasn’t attached to the wall.

Zelda immediately moved her arms in front of her breasts, but the guards just laughed. “Oh, so now she gets all modest. It’s a little late for that don’t you think princess?” Zelda yelped as his hand landed across her bare ass cheeks, leaving a red mark and bringing tears to her eyes.

“Hey!” Yelled the first man, “Don’t mark her up like that. We don’t want to get on the king’s bad side.” He jerked his head towards the open cell door, “It’s time to go.”

The other two guards grabbed Zelda on either side. She futily pulled against them, but their grip was like iron. The pulled her out of her cell, and she was **** to walk or she would fall to the ground. On either side of her were cell bars, and prisoners behind them. She could hear voices from either side saying all sorts of horrible things. She had thrown most of these men in her herself, but that was when she was the master of this castle. Now she was naked, and they could all see her.

In the end, Zelda would realise that the first guard was right. It was only the beginning.