Stripped by Lena

Mia’s mistake was small but fatal — a glance too long at a reflection where she stood in nothing but her red thong. The Model’s voice purred from behind them, a velvet blade cutting through the silence.

“Caught you, little wolf. And you know the rules…”

Mia swallowed hard, her cheeks flushing crimson as the Model’s eyes turned to Lena. A cruel smile played on her lips.

“Go on, Lena. Be a good girl and take them off for me. Bring me her shorts, feed my basket.”

Lena’s hands trembled, her heart racing. She looked at Mia, who nodded slowly, shame and desire mixing in her gaze. With hesitant fingers, Lena slipped them to Mia’s waistband, tugging down the shorts. The silky fabric slid over Mia’s thighs, exposing the red thong clinging to her curves.

The Model’s laughter filled the mirrored hall, rich with triumph.

“Mmm… delicious. I do so love watching you strip each other bare. It makes surrender taste so much sweeter.”

Lena gathered the shorts, her pulse hammering, and obediently carried them over. The Model plucked them from her hands, teasing with a little tug at Lena’s own shirt before dropping the shorts into her basket.

Mia stood trembling in only her boots and thong, every mirror now reflecting her near-nakedness back at her — a thousand reminders that the Model wasn’t done yet.

The Model’s steps echoed softly against the mirrored walls as she closed the distance to Lena.

“Eyes on me,” she purred, lifting Lena’s chin with a single fingertip. Then her hand drifted lower, sliding between Lena’s thighs. Fingers brushed over Lena’s bare slit — a teasing stroke that made her gasp, her knees nearly buckling.

The Model smirked at the sound.

“There’s my pretty toy… always trembling, always ready to give me more.”

For a moment Lena thought she’d been spared. The Model’s hand slipped away, leaving her shivering and flushed. But then came the trap: Lena’s wide eyes, still swimming in heat, flicked to the mirror behind the Model.

And there she saw herself reflected — back arched, moaning, her cute t-shirt gone, left in nothing but her bra.

The Model followed her gaze, slow and deliberate, before letting out a low laugh.

“Ahhh, careless little rabbit. Did you really think I wouldn’t notice?”

Lena’s face burned crimson as the Model tapped the mirror with one long finger, then traced the hem of Lena’s t-shirt.

“Off. Now. My basket is waiting.”

Mia, still clinging to her thong in the corner of the hall, could only watch as Lena, cheeks glowing, lifted her shirt over her head and surrendered it. The Model snatched it with satisfaction, tossing it into the basket already heavy with spoils.

“Mmm… and now both of you are dangling on the edge,” the Model teased, her eyes sparkling with hunger.

Clothes status

• Basket Status: Lena's Mini Wrap Skirt, Shorts, Blue Panties, Cute T-shirt. Mia's Silk Blouse, Red Bra, Midi Skirt, Shorts.

• Lena: high-knee boots, Blue Bra.(Half naked, wet pussy and butts fully exposed)

• Mia: Ankle Boots, Red Thong. (Half naked, Topless)