<div class="floatright">(http://static.desktopnexus.com/thumbnails/739728-bigthumbnail.jpg)<strong><br/>   Ophelia Rockefeller<br/>   In the stateroom<br/>   Deprived of her top and bra<br/></strong><hr/></div>Gagged and handcuffed, Ophelia listened to the Captain's new orders. They sounded more reasonable but she could not forget his former decisions, and the way he had turned down all her proposals to rescue her yacht and their belongings. There was something wrong in this man, and she was decided to make it clear to everybody and have thrown out of the Navy never to find another job again.<br/><br/>As her friends seemed ready to sign his contract, she was sure they were going to block most of their later tentatives to sue the Navy. She tried to warn them but the gag was only allowing muffled moans out of her mouth. She was enraging. If they signed that paper, she would be the only one able to bring the case in front of a court with any chance of  decisive verdict.<br/><br/>Then the Hawk approached her with the scissors. She tried to back up, her eyes wide open, but she was already cornered against the wall and the officer made sure she could not move anywhere else. In a few cuts, her greasy tank top and her bra fell on the floor. Her proud, tanned breasts seemed to explode out of the tight embrace. They were even more jutting forward due to her arms being chained in her back, and she had no way to hide them.<br/><br/>She blushed deeply and moaned angrily into her gag, while she tried to turn around and face the wall. She had always had a faint hope that this project of caging her naked was a bluff to force them to be obedient, but it really seemed he was going to do it. Ophelia's willpower was flinching. Should sign this form too? Would it be better than having herself exposed and humiliated in front of the whole crew? But her stubbornness and her desire to make the Captain pay the maximum allowed by the Law were stronger and she contented herself to curse him through the gag.