wants Emma to strip

Sophie's grin widens as she steps closer to Emma, her voice taking on a commanding tone. "It's time to make good on your promise," she says, her eyes locked on Emma's. "Take off your clothes, Emma. Down to your underwear." The locker room falls silent, the only sound the soft rustle of clothes and the heavy breathing of anticipation. Emma's face burns with embarrassment as she hesitates, her hands trembling at her sides. "Do it," Sophie urges, her voice firm but laced with a hint of amusement. Emma's eyes dart around the room, meeting the eager gazes of Sophie's teammates, who seem to be enjoying her discomfort.

After a few more seconds of hesitation, Emma takes a deep breath and begins to unbutton her shirt. She glances at Sophie, who nods approvingly. Slowly, Emma slides her shirt off her shoulders, revealing a blue sports bra that barely contains her ample breasts. She unclasps her bra and lets it fall to the floor, her nipples standing at attention in the cool air of the locker room.

Next, Emma reaches down to her shorts, fumbling with the button and zipper. She manages to unfasten them and slides them down her legs, stepping out of them.

She's left standing there in her blue lace thong, feeling incredibly exposed and ****.

Sophie's teammate steps forward, a sly grin spreading across her face. "So, Emma," she says, her voice dripping with amusement, "you've done well so far, but now it's time to take it a step further. You can either take off those pretty blue panties of yours or...," she pauses for dramatic effect, "you can bend over and get spanked. The choice is yours." The locker room falls silent, all eyes on Emma as she stands there, her face burning with embarrassment. Sophie's teammate continues, her tone playful yet firm, "But remember, Emma, you agreed to do anything we wanted. So, what's it going to be?