Clothes Sale

James could scarcely believe his luck as he began to unpack having officially moved in with his Mistress. However, Gemma didn't seem so happy.

"Bloody Hell Toad! How much crap have you brought with you to MY apartment?"

She looked disapprovingly at the games console he had placed under the television.

"You didn't think to sell this and give me the money so I can reinvest it in something I want, you selfish creep?"

"I'm so sorry Mistress" James looked aghast at this error of judgement "I will put it on Ebay now."

"Fine" Gemma folded her arms "And all of these clothes! They look quite expensive. Do you have a Vinted account?"

"No"

"Well open one. And I want you to sell everything that you don't wear for work. Anything you can't sell can go to the charity shop or the tip. I don't want it taking up space here."

"Wait, so you want me to wear my work clothes at home?"

"Of course not!" Gemma rolled her eyes at such an apparently stupid question "You need to look as smart as possible to get another promotion and earn me more money"

"So what do I wear at home?"

"Why do you have to wear anything?"

"You mean I'd be naked?"

James felt sure he must have misunderstood, but Gemma looked deadly serious.

"While you are in my apartment you should wear what I tell you. Sounds fair, right?"

"Yes, of course Mistress"

"And I say you don't need to wear anything if you can save space and earn me money by getting rid of your clothes. You need your work clothes and I suppose you can keep one or two low value outfits ONLY for if you need to go out and run an errand for me, but while you are living in MY apartment under MY rules you will be naked. Understood, Toad?"

"Yes Mistress"

"Good then take off your clothes. NOW!"