Dealing With Tereza

Nate walked up the path to Tereza's front door. She had a nice house, with a large front yard, and a fancy water-feature. Nate rang the doorbell and stood back to wait. He could hear voices in the house, one of them was heated, but he couldn't hear what they were saying. It was clearly an argument. Nate rang the doorbell again and a minute later, the door opened.

Standing in the doorway was a tall, willowy blonde woman with thin eyebrows. She was wearing a light blue sleeveless t-shirt and white capri pants. She looked phenomenal. This must be Tereza's mother. Her eyes narrowed when she saw Nate.
"Who are you and what is it you want?" She asked brusquely. Nate heard her Danish accent coming through. He remained completely calm, despite the intimidating nature of this woman, and replied.
"I'm Nate. I'm a friend of Tereza's from school. She invited me over to come and hang out." The woman grew even more suspicious at this.
"Tereza is not allowed to have any friends over at the moment." She said sternly. Nate could tell this was a woman that did not mess around. He found her no-nonsense attitude very attractive. He would have to seriously consider getting her under his control, along with her daughter. A voice came from the top of the stairs.
"Please Mother, let him in. You've always told me to try and make more friends. This is a chance." Her mother stood in the doorway a moment longer, then stepped aside to allow Nate into the house.
"Thanks Mum, we'll be in my room if you need me for anything." Tereza said, before dashing into her room.

Nate proceeded up the stairs and found Tereza's room. He didn't bother knocking, just opened the door. Tereza was lying on her bed, trying her best to cover her naked body with a sheet.
"Are you responsible for this?" She hissed, keeping her voice low. "I've had to tell my mother that I am very sick and can't come out of my room. If my mother sees me naked she will ask all sorts of questions, she's very conservative. Who are you by the way? I vaguely remember your face from school, but I don't know your name."
"My name is Nate, and yes, I am responsible for this." Nate replied. Tereza looked scared and a little forlorn. "As you probably noticed from my little demonstration over the phone, I can control what you wear, or don't wear, as the case may be. This means that I am the one person you can't intimidate. If you try anything with me, I will make it so that you can never wear any clothing ever again."

Tereza hung her head. Then she dropped to her knees, looked Nate in the eyes and begged to be allowed to wear clothes.
"Please. I'll do anything. I can't spend the rest of my life naked. If I'm **** to, then I'll commit suicide. Please, take mercy on me. I'll be nicer. I promise I won't be a bitch ever again." Nate was thrilled to see the beautiful naked blonde on her knees and begging. He reached down and brushed her hair out of her face. She flinched slightly, but didn't recoil.
"Why should I let you wear clothing?" Nate asked, deliberately drawing out Tereza's embarrassment, teasing her. "You've always been a bitch. Maybe a few months of being naked will humble you a little."
"A few months." Tereza gasped, looking shocked. "Surely you don't intend to leave me like this for several months." Nate smiled a wicked grin. Tereza gulped.
"You know I could, don't you Tereza. You know you have no control over this?" She nodded vigorously.

After about thirty minutes of teasing, Nate grew bored.
"Fine," he said to Tereza. "I will let you wear clothes, temporarily, but since you're a bitch, I'm not just going to give them back, you'll have to earn them." Tereza nodded, eager to agree to anything if it would get her clothes back. "Over the course of the next week, I will text you tasks that I want you to complete. If you complete a task, I'll allow you to wear more clothes, if you refuse or if you fail to complete a task, you'll have to wear less clothes. Pretty simple right? Do more tasks and you'll be allowed to wear more clothes, fail, and I guess you'll be naked for a long time. Do you understand?" Tereza nodded rapidly.

Nate smiled to himself. In his head, he adjusted his wish and Tereza went over to her cupboard and put on some silk pyjamas. "Since I have you here," Nate said, "Your first task is to give me a striptease and a blowjob. Then I'll leave. Tereza hung her head, dejected and resigned. She got out her phone and started playing some music. Nate leaned back on her desk chair, this was going to be good.