"Take off your clothes."
Detective Olivia Benson stood in the strange hallway very much taken aback by the strange yet direct instruction.
"Excuse me?" was the only reply Olivia could give.
"I need you to undress, Olivia." The voice calmly replied.
"You honestly expect me to strip for you?"
"It's part of my process."
Olivia turned to leave.
"I can't do this."
"Olivia I promise you won't be hurt, but you must be willing to do everything I ask, you can leave anytime you want."
"Why?" Olivia asked.
"It is one of my few rules that everyone enters The Dark Room without clothes. There are no pretensions when one is naked. Here you can let go and be free."
Olivia sighed, silently debating with herself.
"I can see you are afraid to be vulnerable Olivia. That you are afraid to open up. You hide behind an aura of power and authority Olivia. You need step behind your armor. You need to let go."
This seemed to convince Olivia.
"You're safe here Olivia, I promise nothing will happen unless you want it. You just need to trust me."
"Alright."
She pulled off her leather jacket.
"Where do I put my clothes? Olivia asked, as if she was trying to delay the inevitable.
"Leave them on the ground." The voice replied. "They are unimportant."
Olivia folded her jacket and placed it on the ground. She then pulled off her shoes one by one along with her socks. She felt a chill run up her body like a bolt of electricity as her bare feet touched the ground.
Olivia pulled her blouse out of the hem of her slacks. She started to unbutton her blouse before she stopped.
"It's alright Olivia. You can do this."
Without a sound the detective quickly unbuttoned her blouse and slid it off her shoulders.
"Now we begin to see the woman hiding underneath those professional clothes. Please continue."
She folded it and placed it with her jacket. She quickly did the same with her slacks. 'I can't believe I'm doing this.' Olivia thought to herself as she reached behind her back and began to fiddle with the clasp of her bra. After a moment she finally was able to undo the clasp. She pulled the bra away. Olivia then wrapped her arms around herself covering her breasts.
"Okay I've done what you asked. "Olivia said shyly.
"Not quite. The voice replied. "I need you to take everything off."
"Of course." Olivia mumbled to herself. She then freed one of arms while keeping the other securely over her breasts. She began to push and pull the frilly black garment until it finally fell to the ground. Olivia then placed her hand over her sex.
She could hear a slight chuckle.
"Shy are we?"
"No." Olivia said in a slightly defensive tone.
"You're beautiful Olivia." The voice said reassuringly. "You have nothing to be ashamed of."
Olivia now feeling more embarrassed by her modesty than her nudity dropped her hands to her side exposing her body fully to the unseen stranger.
"You should be proud Olivia. Becoming naked is the hardest part. Now we can truly begin."
Detective Olivia Benson, a veteran police officer, a woman of great strength and will stood naked at the command of a disembodied stranger. No one would probably be more shocked at this then Olivia herself. Olivia had never done something this bold. This dangerous. Feelings of modesty and uncertainty were replaced by feelings of liberation and excitement.
She was ready.