Throwing the sweater over the girl's head, Edward commanded her to turn around to remove the sweater from her hands cuffed behind her back. Annabelle obediently complied and soon, with a sigh of relief, the hot restrictive sweater was completely removed from her body. Annabelle stood alone, fully accessible and stark naked except for her severe steel handcuffs. Although she had previously walked barefoot, Annabelle suddenly felt a coolness on her genitals in the air and on the floor with much more poignancy. The girl couldn't help herself. Her skin is much more sensitive and her pussy is hotter and wetter. Goosebumps ran down her body. Annabelle watched with regret as Edward carried away that one uncomfortable piece of clothing that covered her nakedness. For the girl, it was symbolic, it was the last clothes, although not hers, which connected Annabelle with a past life. An uncontrollable blush spread across her face. Annabelle did not expect such a rapid development of events, despite the recent sexual intimacy with Edward, the girl was not ready to completely lose her clothes in such a short time and felt deep shame and resentment that she could not do anything to prevent him or hide at least some or part of yourself. Annabelle was owned and controlled, at the mercy of whoever was going to do something to her. It was quite a powerful stimulant. When a girl is naked and helpless, it is so sexually exciting and at the same time frighteningly exciting.