Forced To Strip Novels & Stories

She was not going to… strip me naked… in front of my son and…No! Guards rushed toward me and began to tug at my clothes. I fought against them, pushing them away but they were too strong. “No, no please…” My lips trembled as they started pulling the clothes off one by one. When I saw that I was overpowered, I closed my eyes and refused to watch how Melina stripped me. I refuse to behold this humiliation. However, just as I wanted to give up, a masculine voice boomed and I froze. “Stop stripping her this instant and let her go!”

I stood there, completely stunned, as his words hit me again like a bomb going off in my chest. “Strip.” He said it quietly, but his voice was firm now, leaving no room for argument. I froze. My feet felt glued to the floor while I tried to make sense of what he had just said. I could see the hunger burning in his eyes, and deep down I knew I’d be in serious trouble if I refused. Tears filled my eyes, but I stayed quiet as I slowly slipped off the lingerie. The moment I was done, a satisfied smile spread across his lips. His eyes moved over every inch of my body, drinking me in.

That was just plain stupid, and I wasn’t that. “Strip!” I ordered again, daring him now to reject me as I stood right in front of him with nothing on. His eyes budged at my boldness, nervousness swimming in their depths and without waiting anymore for him, I pushed him down before pulling at his belt to get what I wanted.

I still couldn't bring myself to open my eyes, so I stood rooted until I heard that order. The order I dreaded the most. "STRIP!" His voice echoed in the room and my eyes flicked open in fear. "I won't repeat myself, Eleanor" he added and I felt a tear drop on my face. I couldn't help but cry. How could he be so mean? With shaky hands, I reached out to my strap and undid it, I stripped out of my clothes and felt cold breeze on my skin. I felt embarrassed immediately, all I could do was shut my eyes tight in pain.

To my surprise, he pushed me away, and I felt a stab in my heart. It was like he was rejecting me. “You kept explaining things and trying to make me understand…” He gave me another deathly glare before a devilish smirk formed on his lips. Uh-oh… “I’d prefer you use your mouth for something else.” He stood up and said one word, “Strip!” My knees weakened as I heard his domineering command, and my hands moved by themselves to strip off all the clothes on my body.

My heart raced, my palms sweaty as I held onto the bedsheets, slowly dragging my body backwards ---- moving away from him. Holding his cigarettes on one hand, he reached out for the hem of my dress, holding onto it tightly. His eyes dark like he would devour me in seconds. "Strip." He broke in. My jaw dropped and I only looked at him in disbelief. This isn't how I had imagined my first time to be, had always dreamt of a raw and romantic intimacy with my mate. "What?" My voice croaky. "I hate it when I'm being forced to repeat what I think you heard...strip I said!" He barked as I jotted on the bed, shivers running down my spine.

I was about to lose my virginity in the cruelest way ever. I looked at his green eyes which had turned into a darker shade as they pierced through my soul. “Are you deaf? I said strip,” He commanded in a stern voice. “Do not make me do it, else you won't like the consequences. Strip now,” He growled, making me tense up. With trembling hands, I reached for the night wear that I was wearing. I had no choice anymore, therefore I just did as he instructed to avoid getting punished.

he said. I tightened my hands around my chest and moved backward. His voice sounded so familiar and so foreign at the same time. It made no sense. There was no way in hell I would know this man so why was I thinking the opposite. I heard his footsteps retracting and I uttered a sigh of relief at being left alone, but the next thing he said shocked me to the bone. "Strip,” he said calmly. I fidgeted with my hands and lowered my head. He knew I didn’t want to do this so why was he forcing me to submit to him.

All I could do was shake my head because I couldn’t bear to let this end, not yet. "Say it.” I shook my head again, but my mouth betrayed me. “I do not.” “You what?” he murmured, tracing the edge of my ear with his tongue. Goosebumps ran down my arms. “I don't hate you,” I breathed. I’d always known it wouldn’t be that easy. A growl of satisfaction against the nape of my neck, and then a little nip. “strip.” I listened to the command without a single thought, I removed the buttons on my shirt and pulled my arms free from it. Leaving me on my bra. Suddenly I felt dirty, I hadn't bathed for over 24 hours and I was doing this.

I am acting cool, even when you tried blackmailing me, I came here to know your motive, I didn't want to remember all that happened. I have been trying to forgive, but you asked for this and that's definitely what I would give you", he said. I didn't turn to try telling him anything, I was heading to the strip pole when I heard him yell at me, with a deep baritone voice he said. "Stop right there, turn to face me, get your hands on that Glitter sheer mesh jumpsuit. I don't want you to take it off, I need you to tear it apart, rip it off your skin, do it like the whore you are, you want hard pleasure right, down to work, immediately, Strip!!!.