“Then, please, strip to your under things,” he smirked.
Not only did the crew physically trap her on the ship and computer controlled the doors, she was now verbally trapped by the captain’s clever question. Now if she did not remove at least her dress, she would seem to be hiding something. She had no choice. What was worse, there was something naughty about having to show her body to this handsome man, she felt thrilled. She turned her back to him, and slowly pulled her dress up and off. She tugged her panties up, managing to pull the oversize briefs over her belly button. Juniper thought that this would cover the unsightly blemish, she was wrong.
Myron noted what she had done, and decided that he would take advantage of it. Unlike Lana, the annoying woman who could not stop touching him, the young woman before him was definitely his type.
He relished the way her figure flowed, from tapered legs to wide hips that belied her age. Her derrière was round, and firm. Myron noted her waist was not narrow, but was thinner than her hips. The girl’s shoulders were the same width as her hips, and she held her neck gracefully with poise. As she turned, her bound breasts matched her hips, full and beautiful. Again he noted her face; it was bright red with obvious embarrassment. Myron’s eyes finally landed on her supple lips, which he thought looked slightly parted in obvious desire.
Juniper turned to face the Captain, frightened of him judging what he would see. She wanted him to like her but didn’t understand why it mattered. Something she had to admit to herself was that she felt more afraid he would find her ugly. She could enjoy being ravished by this man, though she would die before admitting it. He was attractive to her. “There, now can I get my clothing back on?”
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