New house rules

Despite how tired you were, you actually woke up quite early the next day. It took Carrie 3 more hours to wake up, and in that time you thought about what to do with what happened yesterday. You liked a lot that Carrie enjoyed doing everything you said, but more than that, you loved the idea of her being at your mercy. And as you knew pretty well, you knew she would go through with everything you demanded of her. That idea put your imagination in overdrive, so when Carrie got up you had several changes on your mind.

"Hey, what are you working on so ferociously?" asked Carrie, as she woke up. Despite having no makeup and having just woke up, she was gorgeous, naked but for a thin silver robe.

"You really are going to do everything I say?"

Carrie gave you an annoyed look, but you had to ask. Before she started complaining you raised your hand, and looked at her seriously.

"I had to ask and be sure, because I really thought this through for the last couple of hours. And if you are really up for it, we are going to have some house rules"

"What kind of rules?" Carrie asked, giving you a quizzical look.

"The kind that I want, to be blunt".

Carrie was a bit shocked, but quickly opened up a smile. "That's exactly what I want too".

"Excellent, because this is not a negotiation, and I'm not asking your opinion about them, you just obey me, understand?"

"Yes"

"Good, then take off that robe, because rule number 1 is that you will never, and I mean NEVER, be covering your pussy and ass again inside our apartment. You can cover your tits, as long as your top is sexy. Now, go to your room and put all your panties inside a trash bag, because you will never ever wear them again. Put with them any and all pants that are not skin tight or sheer, and any skirt or dress bellow mid-thigh"

Carrie was a bit stunned, but only for a second, and as she turned around to go back to the bedroom, you added "Oh, and while you are at it, put on high heels and stockings, those I want you wearing all the time".

"Yes... sir?" She added the pronoun in doubt, but you corrected "No need for sir, I'm not your superior, I only order you around because you are my love, who wants to be a slut for me".

That answer put a dumb smile on Carrie's face, as she left for the bedroom. 15 minutes later, she came back with a black tight shirt tied just below her tits, black nylons, and stylish 4 inch heels, nothing exaggerated, classy and beautiful. You stood up and approached her. She expected a kiss, or something, but instead you untied her shirt and retied the sides on her back, leaving her tits on show, and even making it hard for her to take the shirt off.

"That's better"

"I did as you ordered, anything else?" Carrie said, expectantly.

"Yeah, your ass is not full. From now on, you will always have your ass full, and most times your pussy too. Go put in your butt plug" You knew she had a black rubber butt plug.

After less than 2 minutes, she was back, with her ass filled by her black butt plug. You motioned for her to come closer, and then gently pushed her down on her knees. Taking the hint, she fished your hardening cock and swallowed it. After only a few minutes, you were ready to burst. You gently pushed Carrie away, then started stroking it until you started cumming. You aimed for Carrie's face, and she kept looking at you, allowing you to paint her face.

After you finished, Carrie motioned to wipe her face with her hand, but you stopped her. "Another important rule: whenever I cum in or on you you don't interfere with that cum, if I cum on your face, you wear it, if I fill your mouth with it, you keep it there until I order you to swallow, do you understand?"

"Yes" she promptly answered.

"Now, take the bags to the trash bins, and after that we are going out for lunch"

"Okay" said Carrie, as she quickly got up and headed for the bedroom, but you quickly stopped her.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to get dressed"

"You are dressed"

"No, I mean, to take out the trash"

"You are dressed, at least the way you are going to be dressed inside this building. Your pussy will be showing regularly in the security cameras from now on."

"But what should I do if Mrs Norris sees me?" Mrs Norris was our landlady. She was divorced, and we suspected she was because she had a slight preference for girls, although she didn't admit that even to herself.

"Then you tell her of our arrangement, and we will see how she reacts" And with that, I held the door to the corridor opened. Carrie took the trash bags, and left, in all her semi-naked glory, with a face full of cum. She had to go to the ground floor, literally right besides the door to the street, to throw the trash, and she better get used to being naked like that.