Step out wearing the whores outfit.

You can feel your wetness running down the side of your left leg. You feel the need to be seen like this. You remove your pathetic excuse for panties and the thrill of it nearly gives you an orgasm.You put on your best smile and step out. The owners mouth fell open as you stepped out. He ran his eyes up and down your body multiple times. "Well do you think it suits me?" you ask. The owner can't seem to take his eyes off your hairless mound. You see his pants rise. Eventually he manages to get his thoughts in order. He looks up to your eyes "I can't believe you shave your cunt like a whore. Only whores shave down there, and those who can't grow hair down there were born to be whores. Now let me show you what I have here.". He pulls a mirror from behind his back. You can't believe what you just heard. Surely he isn't telling the truth, then again he thinks you shave. You take a look at what he is holding trying to process what he just said. You know it to be whats call a Mirror image. It is a mirror spelled to suspend the image it sees, like a painting. The mirror he held up showed you standing fully naked. "I have several copies of this......if you want me to get rid of them....your going to have to do something for me.". You stare at the image....

You feel yourself start to panic. You didn't have this planned. Yes you wanted to turn him on but you didn't want to get blackmailed by a lowly peasant. Dreading to ask the question you are sure you know the answer to. "What do you want?". He grins widely as he pulls down his pants. His cock jumps out and points at you. You have never seen a penis before and this from the descriptions your maids gave you when you demanded it, is not a prime example. The old mans penis is not very big maybe 6 inches and not very thick, and from what you can tell from those same descriptions is uncircumcised. "Take care of it your Highness.".