To the party

Walking up to the frat house Amy was shaking in fear of what the night had in store for her. Behind her walked her tormentor who strides along with a gleeful skip in her step at the humiliation of her roommate. Amy was struggling to keep fully upright in the large 6-inch heels, while also trying to keep the hem of her once sensible work outfit now micro-mini dress from exposing her bare ass and crotch for all to see. The only solace to her degradation being the masquerade mask she was wearing, which covered most of her face only leaving her identity exposed from the upper lip down to her neck, combined with the ghastly bright red lip stick no one recognize her when this night was over.

Stepping through the door of the frat house she and Bianca were instantly greeted by drunk college guys with drinks in their hands, Bianca took them both as they continued to walk through the house. Amy was not allowed to drink anything apart from cum tonight, Bianca wanted her roommate alert and aware of everything.

The girls walked through the kitchen and arrived at the basement door, a small group of people were in the kitchen who didn’t pay the pair much attention until Bianca gave the order, “Strip,” to Amy.

Reaching her hands behind her she pulled the zip to her dress and let it fall to the ground revealing her pale flesh to the room, a cheer erupted from the partygoers as she tried her best to cover herself with her arms. Shame turning her beet red Amy began her descent into the basement where she would spend her night.