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Chapter 3 by TheImp TheImp

What does he do next?

"Strip" he says

"whh....what?!" you ask in shock. He couldn't have just said...

"We have been notified that you have....violent...tendencies" he said calmly, retaining his smug smirk, never breaking eye contact. "We have been authorized to order you to strip to make sure you are not carrying any potential weapons on your person."

"No! I..I won't!" you angrily declare. That chauvinist ass! You look around in desperation but he seems to read your mind.

"Security is out there and if you struggle or resist, they WILL come and restrain you. You probably should just do it....if you resist security will be called and more boys will be here to see it....and personally....I would happy to savor this sight all by myself." His grin widens wolfishly, looking like he might eat you up.

You shake slightly in rage but can't think of any way out of this. Red with anger and embarrasement you begin taking your clothes off.

He looms over you coming a little closer, inspecting your body as you peel off your top and your pants. His eyes cause a shiver to spread over you bare skin, combined with the chilly wind. You stand before him in just your panties and bra.

"Now the rest..." He not so much as said as commanded. "...can't have you sneaking in a switchblade in there."

You almost have difficulty getting your bra, your hands are shaking so much until it falls off you, your breasts bare for a man to see for the first time. You embarrassed-ly cover your chest with one arm while you place your bra down with the other hand. He nearly drools at the sight of your c-cup bare, and when you lean down he gives a perverse whistle signaling his lewd desire.

You want to smack him, punch him, do something. But he's a solid foot taller then you and clearly much stronger. You place your other hand around your crotch area and wiggle out of your panties, until you are standing completely nude, your hands covering your genitals angrily glaring at him, your face red with rage and embarrassment.

"Nice bod" he says arrogantly. "You're clean...no weapons. You can get dressed again and follow me."

Where does he lead you?

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