Mia Trapped..

The lantern’s glow glided low across the roses, burning through the shadows that tried to protect Mia. She froze, heart hammering as the light brushed her knees, her thighs, the hem of her coat. The glow climbed higher, warm and relentless.

“There you are…” the Model murmured, voice smooth and dripping with satisfaction. “So careful. So quiet. And yet—so easy to find.”

Mia pressed herself back against the hedge, the rough branches biting at her spine. Her fingers dug into her coat as if clutching it tighter might hide her trembling. But the lantern’s light crawled up her legs, trapping her in its golden embrace.

The Model approached with slow, unhurried steps, every motion deliberate. “Lena has already gifted me two pieces,” she said, voice soft as silk. “But you, little wolf… you’ve only given one. Do you think I’d let such an unfair balance stand?”

Mia’s breath caught. The Model lifted the lantern higher, letting the light spill across her chest and face. Her cheeks glowed pink, her lips parted slightly.

“Tell me,” the Model whispered, fingers brushing the collar of Mia’s coat. “Will you be a good wolf and surrender it? Or must I peel it away myself?”

Mia’s legs trembled. She wanted to speak, to protest—but only a soft, broken breath escaped her lips.

Across the garden, Lena crouched low, half-hidden behind the hedge. Her heart raced as she watched, her breath hot against her hand. Every tease, every flicker of the lantern stoked the tension curling deep inside her.

The Model tugged gently on Mia’s coat, just enough to make her stumble forward. “Choose,” she commanded, voice honeyed with power. “Give it to me, or I’ll take it myself.”

Mia’s eyes fluttered shut, a tiny gasp leaving her throat.

The Model’s smile deepened. “So you want me to take it.”

She leaned close, the lantern hanging between them. Its light traced the curve of Mia’s thighs through her sheer leggings, the faint shimmer of purple silk beneath. The Model’s fingers slid beneath the coat, trailing up along Mia’s sides. The touch made Mia’s body arch instinctively, her breath trembling.

“You were never meant to hide beneath this,” the Model murmured, voice curling around her ear. “My little wolf belongs bare and trembling in the light.”

With a smooth, slow motion, she peeled the coat back—first one shoulder, then the other. The fabric slid down, exposing more of Mia’s form with every inch. Her sheer lingerie caught the lantern glow, revealing the soft swell of her breasts beneath thin lace, the faint outline of her nipples pressing against the fabric.

The coat slipped from her arms and fell with a soft rustle into the waiting basket.

Mia stood frozen, eyes closed, body trembling in the light. Her purple lace lingerie hugged her curves, almost transparent in the lantern’s glow. The sheer leggings did nothing to protect her modesty now—every line of her thighs, every hint of her softness visible beneath.

The Model tilted her head, admiring her work. “Perfect.”

She turned slightly, her gaze finding Lena’s hiding spot across the path. “Do you see her, Red? Your little wolf stands in nothing but stolen silk. Do you wonder how long before I take those too?”

Mia whimpered softly, pressing her thighs together, her chest rising in uneven, trembling breaths. Lena bit her lip hard, her pulse thundering in her ears.

The Model gave her lantern a playful swing, the golden beam spilling over hedge and stone, daring Lena to move.

“One wolf tamed,” she purred, voice rich with amusement. “Now… shall I hunt my Red again?”

She took one step forward, the flame flaring brighter, chasing new shadows into the corners of the garden.

Clothes status

• Lena: blouse, knee-high boots, sheer green bra + panties.

• Mia: pumps, sheer leggings, purple sheer lingerie set.

• Basket: Lena's pencil skirt, Leather jacket. Mia's lace dress, Coat.