He strips in his office

I slowly got up and undid my tie and threw it on my desk in frustration as Suther let out a snicker. I continued to bergungily take off the rest of my clothes. Shirt was the next to go followed by shoes, belt, pants, underwear, soon I was down to nothing but my underwear. “Ok, let’s go.” I took one step out but Suther stopped me. “That’s not naked.” Suther said stamping her foot on the ground. “You seriously gonna make me walk butt ass naked across campus?” I said but I knew that’s exactly what she wanted. She folded her arms and gave a little smirk. “That’s the idea.” I wanted to punch her in her shit eating grin. “And when you're done, fold your clothes neatly on your desk. You’re not gonna be needing those for a while.” She commented with glee. “Can’t believe I’m doing this, I muttered,” I dug my hands into the sides of my underwear and quickly took them down to my ankles. I slowly stepped out of my underwear. I didn’t want to make her think I was nervous so I kept my hands to my side in defiance. I felt like by covering myself, she’d know she was getting the best of me. “Now pick up your clothes but turn your ass to me when you do.”

Suther had me by the balls and she knew it. I slowly turned my backside to her as I gathered my clothes. As I bent down she gave me a swift smack across my right buttcheck, which caused me to jump back up. “Quit, stalling, and fold your clothes!” She demanded.