"Coward." The man who had struck her ass (the same one who had knelt on her back and felt her...searched her...complained when Skye complied and began to remove her clothes. He wanted to hit her a few more times anyway, but the leader held up his hand to restrain him. The prisoner was complying and didn't need to be beaten...yet.<br/><br/>The others were quite content when Skye peeled off her shirt and pants, vastly increasing the amount of skin she was showing off. One of the men moved forward to grab her discarded clothing, adding it to the pile of her belongings so she couldn't change her mind and get dressed quickly. "Cold?" One of the officers mocked her...the sun was going down and it probably was a bit chilly for the underwear clad teen. "I could warm you up." He offered with a chuckle, while another man prodded Skye in the crack of her ass with his baton. "Underwear too." He insisted. "And jewelry." Another added. It was unlikely the necklaces hanging around Skye's neck were worth much, since she was clearly living out of her van, but hopefully they had sentimental value and it woudl devastate her to lose them. In any case...the men wanted her as naked as the day she was born, and weren't likely to stop until that was accomplished.