She dances

"E-excuse me?"

"I said dance." You said. "Princesses know how to dance, do they not? Yes, why not? Someone bring in musicians! Let the princess dance naked for us! Let her show us how much she enjoys our hospitality!"

"No, please."

You ignored that, gesturing for your orders to be carried out. The crowd formed a circle around her, a guard sliced through her bindings, allowing her the full use of her arms once more. She looked around for an escape, but there was none. Before much longer, musicians had entered, and tune was being struck up.

"Ah." you said. "I like this one. Happy and frantic. Dance, Susan, dance for us. if you do not, we will find other ways to entertain ourselves."

She blanched at that, no doubt as to what those other ways would actually be. Realising that she had ****, she began to dance. Moving slowly at first, her eyes closed. her copper hair caught the light in a lustrous hue, and the motion of the dance sent ripples through her body in a most pleasing manner. She knew it too, she flinched at each sudden movement, her eyes pressed tightly closed, the blush on her face never vanishing. Indeed, it got even worse as the crowd started to clap for her. She shuddered, tried to pretend that she was in her own little world far away from anyone else, but it was impossible.

Over the next twenty minutes, you had the musicians change dances again and again. Making her twirl and leap, to show off her lithe body. You made her slow down, waltzing on her own so that she could appreciate the feeling of all of those eyes on her naked form, and then made her spin and kick, so show off her goods. By the end of it, she was absolutely exhausted, and when you called to a halt, she fell to her knees, gasping for air, and resting her weary body.

"That is enough for today." You said, much to her relief. "Return to my room, you will rest there. But before you go, one more thing. I want you to..."