Let's go celebrate at the Red Ember

Alexia's breath hitched as Roxy grabbed her wrist, yanking her forward until their faces were inches apart. The sharp scent of Roxy's perfume mixed with the metallic tang of sweat in the air.

"Celebrate what?" Alexia hissed through clenched teeth, her bare thighs trembling where they pressed together.

Roxy’s grin widened, her fingers tightening around Alexia’s wrist like a vice. "Celebrate my victory and your public humiliation, of course," she purred, her breath hot against Alexia’s ear.

Let's go celebrate at the Red Ember," Roxy said, her voice laced with triumph. "It's just a short walk from here."

Alexia's eyes widened as she looked around, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings. The convention hall was in the heart of the city, but the Red Ember was in a seedy part of town, far from the bustling streets she was used to.

"Are you crazy?" Alexia sputtered. "I'm not going anywhere with you dress like this!"

She clutched her breasts, trying to cover her exposed flesh from prying eyes.

Roxy just laughed, a cruel, mocking sound that echoed through the convention hall. "Oh, don't be so modest," she said, leaning in close to Alexia's face. "You're not exactly dressed for modesty anymore, are you?"

She grabbed Alexia's arm, her grip firm and unforgiving. "Besides, the Red Ember is just a short walk from here. A little embarrassment isn't going to kill you."

Alexia's heart raced as she reluctantly followed Roxy out of the convention hall and into the bustling city streets. The cool evening air hit her bare skin, making her shiver despite the warmth of the day. She couldn't believe she was about to walk out to a public street dressed like this.

As they walked, Alexia tried to cover herself as best she could. Her breasts were still exposed, and she clutched her garter belt with one hand, hoping to at least give the illusion of modesty. But it was clear to everyone they passed that she was naked underneath.

Roxy saw Alexia's attempt and smirked. "Rule," she said, grabbing Alexia's arm and forcing it back down to her side. "No covering up. your don't get modesty privileges."

Alexia's face flushed with embarrassment as she felt the cool night air brush against her bare skin. She could feel the eyes of strangers on her, taking in every inch of her exposed body.

They walked in silence for a few minutes, the sound of their footsteps echoing off the concrete sidewalks. Alexia tried to keep her head down, hoping to avoid any unwanted attention.

The cool night air felt cold against her bare skin, making her shiver despite the warmth of the day.

As they approached the Red Ember, Alexia's heart sank. The seedy bar was in the heart of the city's underbelly, a place she had heard rumors about but never ventured to. The neon sign flickered above the entrance, casting an eerie red glow over the darkened streets.