The "dancer" bowed her head to her captor and slowly backed away. "As you wish." It seemed as if this was working. She praised Allah that she had paid attention to the dancing girls over all these years, as they were really saving her here. She stopped a few feet away from the woman, stood upright and reached back to unfasten the final garment that was covering her breasts. When she felt it loosen, she leaned forward, and shook her body, causing the garment to slowly shake off her body and fall to the floor. She took a deep breath, prepared herself for the prospect of being exposed in front of her enemy, and then stood upright again, displaying her naked breasts in all their gory to the woman.<br/><br/>But she wasn't done. There was one final garment remaining, and she didn't hesitate for a moment to continue the striptease, for if she had, she may have lost the nerve to continue. Rocking her hips, again, this time slower than before, she slipped her hands into the band and slowly pushed the garment down while rotating her body around again. First, the crack of her ass was exposed. Then, when she came back around, it was the top of her bush. Slowly, a pair of firm, round buns was exposed, followed by the cleft of her untouched womanhood. She turned back around, exposing her nude buttocks to Mellisande, and shook rapidly, displaying just how firm and toned her backside was as the underwear dropped to the floor. Kicking it aside, she was now stark naked before her enemy.<br/><br/><em>Don't think. Don't think!</em>She had to remind herself to suppress almost all thought for the moment, for if she thought too much she'd probably collapse in tears on the spot. Only her bath attendants were ever allowed to see her sculpted nude form, which was reserved for no other than her future husband. Yet it was the current property of this lunatic who had the good fortune to capture an incredibly naive princess with false notions of adventure.<br/><br/>She advanced again towards the sorceress and got down on all fours, bowing her head deeply so that it was pressed against the floor. Now, finally, with no possibility of anyone seeing her face, she took advantage of the moment and grimaced from the shame. But she only allowed herself a moment of respite before remembering her instructions from the previous evening and spoke. "I am yours. Please... Please spank me harshly."