You lock her clothes in the hotel safe

When she was in the bathroom washing herself I collected Jane's clothes and locked them into the hotel safe.

When Jane came out and found herself with nothing to wear I explained her role on this trip. She was my mistress. She was there to take care of me and my needs. I showed her that rather than other clothes for her to wear I had packed jewelry, stockings, heels, and a few toys. She understood that she had to wake me up each morning in the most pleasant way possible and help me get ready (after alleviating any sexual tension that built up over night) by ironing my clothes, toweling me dry, helping me get dressed, etc. For the rest of the week she must call me only Mr. Smith, I commanded.