<div class="floatleft">(http://68.media.tumblr.com/e7662fad12f269372b003682baf5ab51/tumblr_nqesr5mzRt1u5hdkbo1_500.jpg)</div>There's only one thing to be done in response to an ultimatum like that. There's no point protesting. It's clear the captain and his men intend nothing akin to justice. So the paladin reaches for the drawstrings of her tunic with a low huff. "Yes sir, Captain. You are in command." The words emerge as a sarcastic deadpan. Cassia stares levelly at the scarred mercenary until her vestments, drawn up over her head, disrupt the stare. And when the shirt comes up, the man's eyes are doubtlessly no longer meeting hers.<br/><br/>Her breasts are bared, bouncing and swaying slightly as the woman's arms come back down, folded defensively beneath her bust. Each orb is pale and plump, far more inviting than the scowl on Cassia's face. But that's not all. Beneath her armour, all the paladin had on was her doublet, and so revealing her breasts necessarily means revealing... more. The mercenary captain is treated to a view of her in her naked entirety, from her breasts down to her magnificently rounded hips and her womanhood between her thick thighs.