Establishing control

"Okay," you say, "First things first- I want you take off all of your clothes."

"Wha...what? I don't understand."

"I thought you were going to do whatever I told you to, not question me. If you want to go to another school..."

"No no no, I'll do it. Just let me stay."

The redhead stands up and begins to untie her top. The top of her high B-Cup breasts are revealed now as she reaches behind her back to unzip the top. This causes her breasts to jut out invitingly as you smile.

You lick your lips as she pulls it off of her body. What a body it is too. It is thin, but fit and 'delicious-looking.' You really lucked out here.

Her tiny hands quickly work to unzip the back of her frilly black and white skirt. She undoes it and slides it down. Only a tiny black thong and a pair of high heels remain on her body now.

She pauses and looks up at you sadly.

"Listen, if you don't know what the word 'all' means, you shouldn't be going to this school in the first place. I'll just..."

"I'm sorry. I'll take off the rest too."

The young lady quickly grabs both sides of her thong and pulls it down. As she undoes her shoes, you can see that she is a natural redhead. Excellent. Your eyes are drawn back up as the shoes join the rest of her clothes in the pile shortly.

You walk over to her and look down. While not a tall woman yourself, you have about five or six inches on Heather now. It is clear why she wore the heels.

"You'd better get used to this, because the first rule is that you will always be naked in my room. The only exception will be when more than two other people are in here with us. Otherwise, you are now a nudist around me, got it?"

"...yes," she replies meekly, "I'll do what you ask."

"No," you say, placing your hand on top of her head, "You'll do as I command."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Well, we will need to come up with a cover story for why you live with me. Since you're going to be naked all the time here, I suggest we go with you being my girlfriend. What do you think?"

"I don't know. I mean, you're really cute and all, but...I've never really..."

"College is all about learning new experiences, sweetie...even if they are **** upon you." You press your point by grabbing a little bit of her orange hair and pulling on it lightly.

"Yes, ma'am. I'll be your girlfriend."

"Good. Now to make this less of a lie, I suggest we do some 'lesbian activities.'"