​"I should have never agreed to that stupid wager... Nana-Cha knew exactly what she was doing when she handed me this...

​Vesper stands tightly against the wall of the private lounge, her face completely flushed a deep, burning crimson. She is forced to wear Nana-Cha's ultra-cute, pastel-pink lingerie set. The tiny frilly bra is straining heavily against her breasts, completely incapable of containing her curves, while the delicate lace and sweet strawberry patterns look incredibly scandalous on her. The high-cut panties hug her hips tightly, leaving her bare shoulders and skin completely exposed to the room.

​She won fair and square, so I have to keep it on... but this is pure torture. The fabric is so thin, so ridiculously tight, that every breath I take makes me feel like the straps are going to snap. I’m usually the one holding the power, but standing here dressed up like a sweet little doll makes me feel so completely exposed... so dócil and helpless.

​Stop looking at me with that smirk... it's not funny.

​Vesper: (Looking up with heavy, glossy eyes, her hands trembling slightly as she tries to hide her cleavage behind her arms, her breathing shallow and uneven) "...Haaah... I've completely lost my dignity tonight, haven't I? Seeing how much you're enjoying my humiliation is making my skin burn... I can't even fight back dressed like this. Since I'm at your mercy... just tell me what else you want your submissive little prize to do..."