Friend?

The Model’s eyes glinted as she watched Mia fidget, hands brushing nervously along the golden sash that tied her outfit together. “Oh, Mia…” she purred, leaning closer, fingers hovering just above the ribbon. “Such a small, timid offering… yet every thread is another step closer to the fun, isn’t it?”

Mia bit her lip, heart racing, and reluctantly held the ends of the sash out to the Model. “It’s… it’s not much,” she whispered.

The Model chuckled, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear, bare toes tapping against the floor. “Small? Perhaps. But necessary. And… absolutely delicious to claim.” With a swift, practiced motion, she tucked the sash into her basket, the soft silk slipping smoothly from Mia’s fingers.

“Now…” she murmured, spreading the next card atop the table. The image made Mia’s stomach flutter: a bare maiden, hair tumbling in loose waves, the faintest blush on her cheeks.

“Oh!” the Model exclaimed with a wicked tilt of her head, a teasing smirk playing across her lips. “Looks like you’ll have a very good friend soon… her name is Lena.”

Mia’s eyes widened, curiosity and nerves tangling in equal measure. The Model leaned in, voice a soft whisper that only Mia could hear. “And if you play well, darling… we’ll make sure you both understand just how sweet a game can get.”

Her basket shifted at her side, hinting at the treasures it already held. The room hummed with a dangerous promise. Each small offering, each gamble, was one step closer to the bare truth and Mia couldn’t help but crave the next one.

Clothing Status

Mia: dressed in her cosplay outfit - Crimson strapless bodice, rose-pink detached sleeves, short asymmetrical skirt, sheer vine-pattern tights, knee-high red leather boots, strapless bra, lace-trimmed pink thong.

Basket: wrist cuffs, earrings, golden sash