Asteria in control

“What… are… you? Must… find… your levers.”
She began to move her hands up to grip her pistols again. If she could only fight him off a little longer, she’d win.
“But wouldn’t you much rather strip for me, darling?”
She felt her hands slowly twisting away from her guns to unzip her leather jacket. Her hands shook as she pulled it off of her shoulders and let it drop to the ground. She stripped off her Kevlar body armor next, revealing a plain black sports bra over her breasts.
“Keep going, darling. Strip it all off. Don’t be shy.”

She pulled off her bra to free her breasts and unbuckled her gun belt and let it drop. She bent over to unlace her boots before stripping out of her boots and socks. Her hands trembled and caught on her pant zipper, but pretty soon she was out of her pants as well. Her hands hesitated when it came to stripping out of her black panties.
“Panties too, darling. You know you want to.”
Her hands still resisted. The vampire pressed his forehead against her and mentally pushed against her thoughts.
“Panties. Off. Now,” he growled.