Olivia’s POV
I froze, startled by this command. Damien had never taken any interest in my body before, but now he was staring at me lazily from his arm chair like he expected something from me.
What? A show?
I had no intention of disrobing in front of him. Yet, the servants easily bowed to Damien’s will. They seemed to have no trouble at all changing their plans and reaching for my clothes.
Uncomfortable, I wanted to hide, but instead, I allowed them to remove my outer clothing, so long as my bra and panties stayed on, I could survive this humiliation.
The servants took the old clothes away and presented the new outer garments. So far, it seemed as if my worst fears would not be realized and that I would get to keep my underwear on.
Yet, just as the servants held out the pants I was
