Erica's clothes are disappointing

A few seconds later, she sends me a picture, and the dress is disappointing, to say something. She is no longer wearing that sexy miniskirt she has this morning in her office. First, she is wearing pants instead of a skirt, and even if she is also wearing a t-shirt with some transparency, she has absolutely no cleavage to show, and worst, her tits are entirely hidden.

G: Sis, can you explain what the hell you are wearing?

E: Some casual clothing?

G: You think those clothes are appropriate for you?

E: Yes?

G: What did I tell you this morning that you are?

E: A whore.

G: So, tell me. Do you believe those clothes are appropriate for a whore like you?

E: No, brother. I don't think so.

G: Where are the slutty clothes you used this morning in the office?

E: You told me to wear like that for work, but you didn't say anything about what clothes I should wear for the mall.

G: I don't like it at all.

E: I thought you wouldn't see it. If I knew you would ask, I would have chosen different, as you told me, be slutty for you.

G: You have to look slutty always. Women like you only have value based on their looks. Without your pretty face, ass and tits, you are worthless.

E: What about my brain?

G: Your brain?

E: Yes, my intelligence.

G: Why do it will give you any value? Do you want to use it to have opinions?

E: Not opinions. You told me I shouldn't have that.

G: Then what.

E: But also, thanks to my intelligence, I have a career as a lawyer.

G: Are you talking about female empowerment?

E: No, brother, that would be feminism, which, as you said, is wrong. But even so, I thought my work was important.

G: Don't call it thoughts. When you are talking with me, call it head noises.

E: Why?

G: What does your mantra say about you making choices.

E: I won't make choices in my life because I want my brother to make all choices for me.

G: And opinions?

E: I do not express my opinions, I do not have opinions, I subjugate my opinion to my brother's opinion.

G: See? You do not make any decisions nor have opinions because that is what I do, not you. So you can't have meaningful thoughts, only head noises.

G: When you are back at home, I want you to record the following line and add it to your mantra 'My thoughts are just head noises, I should not listen to my head noises, I should only listen to what my brother tells me.'

E: Fine, I'll add it.

E: Ook...my head noises make me believe that my work is important.

G: That is the thing, sis. You shouldn't listen to your head noises. You should just listen to me. In an ideal world, women like you won't be allowed to work.

E: You will make me quit my work?

G: No, sister. You will do it voluntarily, eventually. It is one of those things I won't **** you.

E: Thank you. So that means that my education was...useless?

G: Exactly, you don't need education. You only need to learn to please me. You know what that is called, right?

E: Yes, domestication.

G: Exactly. You do not need ambition for your professional career.

E: So, I should forget about having any kind of ambitions?

G: No, women can have ambitions. You too. But for your primary purpose.

E: I know, living to please you.

G: See? It is not that hard, just ignore your head noises and do what I told you.

G: The first problem I have with your clothes is that I can't know if you are wearing panties or not.

E: You know very well that I can't. You made me throw them all away. And even if I have, you told me I am not allowed to wear panties.

G: I know that you can't wear panties. But with a skirt, you can raise it and prove it. With pants not, it is like if you are wearing panties.

E: So, what do you want?

G: A photo of you right now without that pants. And another without that ugly top.

E: Ok, give me the order, and I will take it.

G: No, you can do it on your own. Or you can not do it and exit the changing room naked in 10 minutes.

E: Fine. I'll do it.

A few seconds later, she sends me two more pictures, one with her pants down, showing her bare cunt and proving that she didn't wear panties, and another of her tits, proving that she also didn't wear a bra.

G: See, sis? You should not hide your assets, your punctuation is 10/10, 12/10 for the **** Taboo of being my sister, but with that clothes, even with you still being pretty, I think you value no more than a 7/10, maybe 8/10 if you smile.

E: I feel objectified.

G: And that is wrong?

E: I suppose not.

G: Why?

E: Because I am an object?

G: You are starting to understand it. Now, do you want to send one of those pictures to your boyfriend?

E: I wouldn't mind.

G: Which one do your head noises tell you I will allow you to send?

E: According to my head noises, the one in which I am fully clothed.

G: Clever girl. Send that picture. Also, do you have photos of him naked, with or without you?

E: Of course.

G: Delete all those pictures. I should have told you to do this the first day.

E: But..but...

G: Is not like you could look at those photos to masturbate, right?

E: No, I can't.

E: Ok, fine, all removed. And I have also sent the photo of me fully clothed to him.

E: Brother, you will punish me for my clothes?

G: No, sis. It was not your fault. You have obeyed the strict words I used with you. I just need to improve your rules so that won't happen again. From now on, you are only allowed to go out of your home with an outfit that I have previously authorized. Consider being naked already authorized.

E: Wait, wait a moment, don't do this!

G: Why? You didn't have much problem this morning. I just want you to wear similar clothes. Clothes that make you sexy and a little slutty, but don't worry, I won't make you wear explicit clothes that will cause you problems. At least not outside my home.

E: I know, and I don't have many complaints about that rule, but at least wait until tomorrow.

G: Do you have any problems?

E: Yes, it is because of my current clothes.

G: What happens with it?

E: That you haven't authorized it.

G: So?

E: So I am naked! Once you told me that I was obliged to remove all my clothes. I can't go outside the changing room. Didn't you tell me you wouldn't punish me?

G: If I am sincere, I didn't expect the new rule will have this immediate effect; it is not to punish you, believe me. But this unexpected consequence is funny and hot.

E: Please, help me, brother.

G: But you are wrong in one thing.

E: What thing?

G: You can go outside the changing room.

E: No, because you have not authorized me any clothes I can wear.

G: But I have. I have already authorized you one way to go anywhere... naked.

E: I can't go naked from here to my car. And I still need to pay for the clothes.

E: Please, brother. Stop joking. You won't make me go naked, right?

E: There is nothing I can do to compensate you for allowing me to use these clothes to go back home? I promise to throw them away once I'm home, you won't see me in these clothes again.

G: Well, yes, there is one thing. And don't worry, you will do it inside that changing room.

E: I'll do it. I'll do whatever you want as long as I don't have to leave the changing room naked.

This is the moment I waited. She is naked in a changing room with no way to put clothes on her, no matter how many dresses she has. I want to continue humiliating her and make her wet at the same time. And who knows, she might even like it.