Photoshoot, BJ, and more

"What do I have to do?" asked Sam sounding worried.

"Let's start off with a photoshoot! You dressed as a princess needs to be properly documented. You must pose exactly as I say though," Nate said.

Sam groaned in despair as Nate made her pose like a simpering girly girl having her blow kisses at the camera and curtsy. At first she did it very reluctantly without putting much effort into but, after Nate told her that she better put more enthusiasm into it or she can say goodbye to ever being able to wear a basketball jersey again, Sam suddenly began playing the part of the dainty princess very well. Nate took countless photos of her then they moved on to more provocative photos of Sam posing sexily, bending over invitingly, flashing the camera, and lying on Nate's bed in suggestive positions and no longer looking like the proud basketball star but a common whore. Nate now had the ultimate **** material on Sam if he ever needed it.

The final picture he took of her was with her on her knees in front of him with her mouth wide open and her eyes peering longingly up at him. He told her that she now had to thank him for giving her this Cinderella costume, that she just loved how cute she looked in it, and then to beg him to be able to give him a blowjob and then give him one with robust enthusiasm. It had to look and sound completely genuine too or else. Sam went along with it. She squealed in delight at the thought of how cute she looked dressed like Cinderella and her relentless pleas to orally service Nate made it seem as though she needed nothing as much as she needed that. Nate granted her request, and, while still filming her, she took care of business with unbridled enthusiasm. The video ended with her smiling for the camera while her face was smothered in cum.

"If you tell anyone that I am the one responsible for how you have been dressing and that it's not because you like how you look, then these photos and this video get out to everyone, and, trust me, you will not like your newfound wardrobe because of it," Nate told her threateningly.

"You bastard! Haven't you put me through enough as it is?" screamed Sam.

"I probably have, but, because of that little outburst, you just lost dress privileges."

Sam suddenly and without having any control over her body stripped out of her Cinderella dress but left her tiara and heels on and realized first hand the amount of control that Nate had over her. She now found herself wearing only a frilly white corset.

"Holy shit! Okay fine! You've made your point! Whatever you want!"

Sam spent the rest of the night prancing around in just the corset, tiara, and high heels doing Nate's laundry, cleaning his house, and cooking and serving him dinner like a dutiful maid. Nate took full advantage of the opportunity by slapping her ass whenever she walked by and giving her ridiculous and humiliating orders like having her twerk for him and sing and dance.

When it was all said and done, at the end of the night, Nate said, "Good job tonight. You've earned a choice as to what you do and wear from now on and for the foreseeable future. You may not like it still, but, remember, it could be a whole lot worse."