Nadia tried to fight back, but the strings controlling her forced her to move. The elf slowly stood up; her eyes screamed no, but she was powerless to stop. Now she had watched the dances her class mates had done before, but never had attempted something similar herself. she first threw an arm up and moved her ass in circles to imaginary music. Bringing the hand down she started undoing the clasps on her top. When that was ready to fall she turned around and leaned forward, giving the imps almost enough of a view up her skirt to see everything.<br/><br/>Dropping the leather covering to the side she turned around again. A few more, large this time, gyrations and Nadia reached for the hem of her skirt. She slowly lifted it up, exposing a neat triangle of hair down below and pulled the tunic over her head. Her breasts also bouncing freely now she simply stood there, as if the strings had simply grown taunt. If anyone were paying attention her eyes revealed that the elf was feeling a combination of extreme embarrassment and anger.