Amalda cuts off your underwear

Amalda stares at your semi-exposed body for a few a few seconds, absent-mindedly running her finger along the side of the knife. Her eyes meet yours and almost seem to pierce your very soul. “Hmmm. A girl like you needs a lesson more thoroughly ingrained.” She chides, approaching you once again with the sharp blade once again pointing at you.

The cold steel sends a shiver through you as it runs over your shoulder and slices through the top of your bra strap. She repeats this on the other side, humming cheerily as though she were performing simple house work. You feel her fingers snap open the clasp behind you and the material becomes slack against your chest. Your perky sapphire nipples come into view as Amalda pulls away the garment. Holding it up in front of you, she slices the front in two and lazily drops it to the ground along with the remains of your dress.

The gnome steps back from you, making a point to run her eyes up and down your body, drinking in your every curve. A cruel smirk is now permanently fixed to her face. Reaching out with her free hand, she places a finger between your breasts and slowly traces it down your body, over your toned stomach and swirling it around your belly button a few times before it finds the top of your panties; the last thing keeping your dignity intact. She pulls back the elasticated hem before releasing it, inflicting a painful sting where it thwacks your skin.

She makes a point of drawing this last process out, running her hand up and down your thigh, before cutting through the sides of your panty’s waistband, leaving your core just about hidden as the material clings to your other hip.

Leaving your field of vision, Amalda snakes behind you and you feel her hand running down your tail. Unwelcome pangs of excitement shoot though your pussy as she approaches the base where it meets the top of your ass. Nobody has ever touched you here before, and your head begins to spin at this new sensation.

You are brought crashing back to reality though as the cold steel returns, this time through the hole that your tail fits through. A quick cut and it too falls away. You hear yourself screaming and cursing internally, but you still can’t make a sound.

Amalda once again moves into view and stares into your eyes, as she feels her way down to the last stretch of fabric holding your dignity intact. examines your body. As much as you can, you plead with her through your eyes, begging her not to do it. Never once shifting her gaze, she cleanly cuts through the last band and your humiliation is complete. Her smirk changes into a full smile as despair completely engulfs you.“There, that’s much better! Now the real lesson can begin!”

She turns and heads back out the door, not giving you another glance. You try to use this moment to escape, begging your frozen muscles to move, but beyond a few twitches your body remains unresponsive.

“Asta? Can I borrow you?” Amalda calls from somewhere down the corridor, her voice now returned to sounding like a sweet old woman. You can faintly make out someone replying, although the words are too muffled to be heard clearly.

A moment passes with you being unable to do anything apart from stare at the floor in shame, your nipples stiffening and pussy starting to moisten as a cool sea breeze creeps in through the partially open window and caresses your body.

Two set of footsteps can be heard coming down the hall, before coming to a stop outside the room. This time you can clearly make out the voice of the newcomer. “Sorry grandmother. I was busy cleaning up after serving the men in the baths. Did you need help with something?”

“That’s ok, dear. I just need your assistance with something in my office.” With that, the door opens once again and Amalda enters, followed by a much younger gnome. She has long platinum-blonde hair which is pulled back into a plaited braid that runs down her back. She has the same blue-grey eyes as her grandmother, which open wide in surprise as she sees your bound, immobilised and naked body lying in the centre of the office.