Your Outfit

After lieing there in shock for a long time you heard your phone go off. Sore and still confused you got up finding your phone checking the message.

"I've left your clothes in the wardrobe hung up for you, I want a photo of you spreading your ass in 20minutes or else!"

The message sent a shiver down your spine. Threatening you would've been something that would role of you in the past but you really believed she could do something bad to you.

So you opened the wardrobe and saw what she intended for you to were and it would've seemed a joke but everything that had happened gave no room for confusion. She meant for you to wear this.

Proceeding to get dressed in this attire turned your stomach and made your cock shrivel. Repulsing yourself as you caught a glimpse in the mirror. There was one piece of inventory you couldnt figure out what to do with a roll of tape.

Nervously you text "What's the tape for?"

"Your clitty Bitch!"

"Ummm my clitty?"

"Yes that waste testorone between your legs wrap it up in it and send me that photo NOW!"

Still unsure of how to apply and what she wanted you unroled the tape. Wrapping it several times around your balls each layer applying pressure and discomfort. Even more so when you attatched it to your shaft it being bent around and down between your legs.

Hearing another ding you forgot the rest spreading your ass as best you could as you set your phone on a timer to take a photo Hurriedly sending it off to Sarah.

The anticipation killing you awaiting her reply.

"That'll do for now bitch!"