He takes her clothes off her hands, and more importantly, her body!

I waited for his next words with bated breath, and he gazed at me. "I want your clothes. Give them to me," he then told me with no preamble.

I didn't even hesitate, I simply nodded. I didn't know what else I'd wear, but that wasn't important. He wanted my clothes, and he was my Master now, so he could have them. I immediately started to undress, blushing in embarrassment, but that did not deter me in the least.

My dress dropped to the floor once I undid the laces, and I picked it up, and handed it over. "My undergarments too, Master?" I inquired. When he nodded, I dropped my bra, a pink silk one, then pulled down my panties, along with my shoes. I handed them to him, then placed one arm over my breasts, and my other hand over my crotch.

"None of that now," he smiled, placing my... or I guess his clothes now, on the nearest table. "No covering up your body. Flaunt it."

I nodded, dropping my arms, blushing furiously, but also quite thrilled to follow his commands. I felt like his total love ****, and it was actually making my heart soar! "As you wish, Master," I crooned.

With a grin, he reached forward and cupped one of my boobs. He didn't even ask permission, but I didn't mind, and simply cooed happily at his touch.