Sex Toy

"Please. I can't keep wearing these girly clothes every day. I'll do anything you want, I'll become your sex toy and I'll do anything you say, just let me get out of these clothes," Sam pleaded.

"I'm pleased to hear that Sam. I'm not cruel, of course I'll let you choose some of your own clothes. I do have a few conditions though." Nate said.

"Firstly, I'm not going to get rid of this outfit totally, you just look so damn cute as a girly princess. You must wear this Cinderella outfit one day a week, tiara, heels and gloves included. You must wear it one day a week, but you get to decide which day, and when you do wear it, you must take a picture of yourself wearing it and send it to me.

Secondly, if you're going to be my sex toy, I need to be able to contact you." Nate moved over to his bedside table and took out a phone from one of the drawers. It was clearly very old and looked like something from the early 2000's. "This here is a prepaid burner phone. I have programmed the number into my phone so that I can contact you, but you can't contact me. I am the only person with this number, so if it rings, you know it's me. When this phone rings, you must always answer, and you must always answer within three rings, if it gets to four rings, you'll be in big trouble. You must always answer the phone with the phrase "Master, how may I serve you?".

If you fail to meet any of these conditions, the punishment will be severe, remember, I have those photos of you, as well as that tape, and I can control what you wear. Keep the phone on you at all times, and when I call, you answer."

"Do you understand all that?" Nate asked.

"Yes," said Sam.

"Yes what?"

"Yes, master?" Sam guessed.

"Very good. From now on, you must always call me master when we are alone, you don't have to do so in public, unless your phone rings, of course.
That is all for now. We're done for the night. You can go, if I need you I'll call. You have to drive home in that outfit, but as soon as you enter your door, you'll have control over what you wear again.
Goodnight." Nate said, as he walked over and opened the door for Sam. "Oh, and remember, don't tell anyone that I have these powers, or you will really regret it. I'll see you in class tomorrow," he said, then shut the door, and as Sam drove herself home, Nate had a shower and went to bed.