Start to pay his debt

Alex didn't know what Zara wanted, and the idea of being even more indebted to her would not be good. He figured he still had some time until night to satisfy Zara. "I'll stay," he said. "What do you want me to do, Zara? You know I barely have any money. Want me to help you carry some stuff, wipe the floors, work the register?"

Zara gave him a stern look and yanked on the leash. "You talk to me with a little more respect, boy. And it is Mistress Zara to you." Alex nodded timidly. "And you will respond with a yes or no. Don't nod to me. Understand?"

"Yes, Mistress Zara," he whimpered.

"Good. As for what I want from you, it won't be as simple as a few workdays. Oh, don't get me wrong, I expect you to do those as well, but anybody can do that. See, I have a bit of a pickle: I get all this new equipment due to demand, but I have little to advertise it, and nothing that puts me apart from the competition. And you are very special due to your looks. I can use you to advertise both male and most female products."

He blushed at the casual mention of his feminine features. "I don't want to let people see me modeling this kind of stuff."

Zara glared at him again. "Speak out of turn again and you will start your service with a gag. As for your objections, they are noted and ignored. If I feel generous, I won't show your face in the pictures, and you'll be wearing makeup when I order you to model the girl outfits. But let's start with the first thing. Strip," she ordered and he immediately started to stammer. "Strip. Now."

Alex felt his face get hot. Under those eyes, he couldn't resist much. With trembling hands, he took off his shirt first, then his shoes and his jeans but left his briefs in place. Hopefully, Zara would be satisfied looking at his mostly hairless, lithe body.

She smiled a little too sweetly. "Boy. Listen well. When I tell an order, I expect you to follow it quickly and effectively. Strip everything off... now!" she said the last word like it was a whip. Alex trembled again as he sent a pleading stare to no avail. Pretty sure he was red as a tomato now, he pulled down his pants to reveal a rather unimpressive flaccid dick. He expected Zara to mock him, or at least to laugh, but she only gave his tiny pecker a sadistic smile. "Perfect... just perfect." She went off behind the counter and returned with a little box. "First of all, you're going to try a new design. I got the smallest there is for you." Alex gasped when he saw the thing she wanted him to wear. It was pink in color, and with the shape of a penis.

He stared at it so long he didn't notice that Zara had already bent down and fitted a ring around his balls until it was too late. After that, she simply inserted the other part of the device over his penis and locked it. "There," she said. "This is a new design with an in-built lock and it's made of stronger material. I will be supervising its effectiveness on you the coming days, so answer my questions truthfully."

"D-Days?" Alex sputtered. "How long do you want me to wear this thing?"

Zara tugged at his collar harshly again. "For the favor I just did, two weeks. For your continued transgressions, speaking out of turn, and refusing to call me by my proper title, four weeks."

"Four weeks! I can't-"

"Five weeks."

"But I-"

"Six weeks."

Alex opened his mouth again to protest but closed it soon after. "Yes, Mistress Zara." He did not know how he would survive six weeks. Already he could feel his dick straining against the thing, small as it was. There was no way he would be able to cum until it was taken off. His eyes caught Zara putting the key around a necklace and place it around her neck like a prize.

She nodded in satisfaction. "Good. Now, it's time to get you dressed." Alex nodded rapidly and picked up his clothes again until he was stopped by another tug on the collar. "Not those. I won't have you wearing those unsightful things in my presence. Come with me." She pulled on the leash and led him deeper into the clothing section, where rows upon rose of latex outfits awaited him.

Gulping, Alex waited with terrified anticipation as to which one she would choose.