Getting redressed

James was glad to get out of the window. He was done modeling, so he grabbed his clothes and darted back into the store. He was partway through getting dressed when Sir walked up.

"Don't bother with the clothes. You will put on the pink thong, and put the rest of your clothes in the shopping bag. We're going for coffee next."

James blushed deeply, but he had to obey. He stripped off everything he was wearing (again), right there in the middle of the store, and put on a tiny pink thong that James couldn't believe was legal. It covered everything that needed to be covered, but it didn't actually hide anything, especially with his order-induced erection at being Sir's slut.

Sir noticed where James was looking, and seemed to read his mind. "Down, boy. Put that hardon away for now. I don't want to share you with the police." James' erection immediately deflated, prompting a raised eyebrow from Sir. "That was oddly quick. Tell me, slut, are you really enjoying yourself?"