Adora squirmed not knowing what Catra had in store for her. She had already transformed back into her regular form, wearing her usual get up. She looked down and back at the bed and then slowly decided to peel her clothes off.
As she took her top and bottoms off, she stared at her white lace lingerie. Maybe there was a part of her that hoped Catra would want to do something… despite their differences.
Adora pulled her bra and panties off, letting them pile on the floor with her clothes. “She did say to get ready,” Adora mumbled as she laid on the bed, putting the cuffs around her ankles and then her wrists. There she laid, butt naked, spread out for all to see and no way to escape until Catra came back. If she came back.
Adora’s mind raced as she thought about what might happen next. She saw the door slowly open, and wondered who would appear.
