Female Domination (Girls humiliate boys with feminine bodysuits) Part 1
The third-floor apartment smelled like burnt toast and nail polish remover. Inside, a girl named Casey sat cross-legged on her bed, peeling chipped blue polish off her thumbnail with her teeth. Her phone buzzed against the mattress—three times in quick succession—before she even bothered to look. "Again?" she muttered, flicking the screen awake. A stream of texts from Marisol lit up the displa...