a maid outfit

Finally, Alex stepped forward, pulling out a bag from behind his back.

"That's enough," he said, putting his phone away. "Now, get dressed in this." He took out a maid outfit and a mask covering her face to conceal her identity.

Maya felt her heart racing as she quickly changed into the absurdly short black dress and the apron, both adorned with frills and lace. She tried to hide her shame as best she could, but it was difficult in such revealing clothing. The dress was so short that it almost showed her ass, and she felt exposed in it.

Maya's fingers trembled as she took the thin fabric mask from Alex's outstretched hand. The material felt flimsy against her skin—like the last shred of her dignity—as she tied it behind her head, the edges pressing into her cheeks. The mask covered her nose and mouth but left her watery eyes exposed, their reddened rims betraying her humiliation even as the rest of her face was hidden.

"Good girl," Alex purred, stepping back to admire her. The other boys shifted closer, their phones still raised, capturing every twitch of her body as she adjusted the too-short skirt of the maid outfit.

Maya swallowed hard, her fingers still fidgeting with the edge of the too-short maid skirt. "Wh-what happens now?" she whispered, her voice barely audible beneath the mask.