Mackenzie is stuck wearing only heels

Mackenzie's eyes widened as Pilar's gaze lingered on her naked body, her cheeks flushing with a mix of embarrassment and curiosity. She fidgeted, unsure of how to react, as Pilar's smile grew wider. The latina's eyes sparkled with amusement, and she took a step closer, her voice low and husky. "You know, I never thought I'd be in a situation like this, with a girl like you."

"Uhhh, thanks?" Mackenzie asked quizzically.

Mackenzie's heart raced as Pilar took another step closer, her eyes locked on Mackenzie's body. She felt her cheeks grow even hotter, and she couldn't help but feel a strange mixture of fear and excitement. She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself, as Pilar's hand reached out to gently touch her arm.

"You're so soft," Pilar murmured, her fingers tracing a path up Mackenzie's arm. Mackenzie shivered, her breath hitching in her throat. She didn't know what to do, or what to say.

"I think we should get going," Mackenzie turned towards the door.

As Mackenzie turned towards the door, Pilar's hand slipped off her arm, but her eyes remained fixed on the redhead's back. Mackenzie could feel the weight of Pilar's gaze, and her skin prickled with goosebumps. She quickened her pace, her bare feet making soft slapping sounds on the cold floor as she opened the door and went into the hallway.

"Where are we going again?" the redhead asked her companion.

Pilar's eyes lingered on Mackenzie's back for a moment before she shook her head, a hint of a smile still playing on her lips. "We're going to find the main entrance and get out of here," she replied, her voice a little softer than before.

"Well," Mackenzie explained, "my clothes are in the dining room. Let's stop there on the way back."

"If you say so," Pilar conceded as Mackenzie went up to the main floor and swung the door to the dining room where she saw her heels...

and nothing else.

"That's a bit strange," Mackenzie's eyes scanned the room as she donned her heels, "there should be a blue dress here."

Mackenzie's eyes scanned the room again, her brow furrowed in a mild panic. She took a step forward, her heels clicking on the floor, and peered behind a chair, as if expecting the dress to magically appear. Pilar, who had been watching her with interest, spoke up.

"Any underwear?" she asked her crush with a hint of excitement, perhaps a bit too explicitly.

Mackenzie's blush deepened, and she avoided Pilar's gaze. "No, I was ... going commando today," she muttered, feeling a little embarrassed.

Pilar chuckled softly and took a step closer to Mackenzie, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "That's a very interesting choice, isn't it?" she said, her gaze drifting down to Mackenzie's bare legs, now toned and accented by her heels. Mackenzie felt a shiver run down her spine as Pilar's eyes seemed to burn with intensity, her skin prickling with goosebumps.

Mackenzie took a step back, her heels clicking on the floor, as she tried to create some distance between herself and Pilar. She realized that this must have been how Lana was feeling earlier when Mackenzie was getting eyefuls of her.

Pilar's eyes seemed to sparkle with amusement, and she took another step closer to Mackenzie, her movements fluid and deliberate. "Looks like you'll have to stay ... naked, then," she said, her voice low and sultry, "do you see your purse?"

Mackenzie's eyes darted around the room, her mind racing everything happening. She spotted her purse on the floor, partially hidden under the table, and quickly moved to grab it, trying to use the action as a distraction from Pilar's intense gaze. That didn't work as she could still sense her tracing the curves of her body, and she felt a shiver run down her spine.

"Well, then," Pilar concluded, "let's go to the main entrance."

Mackenzie reluctantly agreed, going up to the main entrance in just her heels and purse, knowing that people would be ogling her especially in comparison to the fully-clothed Pilar.