stripping

The man looked Joanna over again but did not reply to your question. Instead, he spoke commandingly “strip off your armour.”

“What?” Joanna blinked her head feeling strange again. One of her hands was moving towards her armours latch. With an effort, she managed to stop it.

“Strip off your armour girl, you’re coming with me and I don’t want them tracking you through it.”

Joanna glared, without power armour she’d be no threat to a guy this. “Why the hell should I come with you?” she asked, readying to attack again if need be.

“Because Boss Johnson and his friends are controlling your mind.” The man said “Don’t you want to fight that?”

Joanna blinked, the headache she’d felt when she thought about resisting earlier was less, but still “you’re doing exactly the same thing!” she said.

The man smiled, almost sheepishly “Well. Sorry.” Joanna blinked and then slumped slightly as she felt him push more strongly into her mind. “now please, take off your armour.”

This time, Joanna complied, removing her suit and leaving it discarded to one side, standing before the man naked, covering herself with her hands. “So…” she asked after a moment “where are we going?”

The equally naked Kelly stepped out from behind the man, looking up at him lovingly.

“To my hideout.” The man replied, smiling and letting the pressure on Joanna’s mind lesson “I’ll explain everything there… and I can get you some new armour.”