of course not

Of course, he was not serious at all. If it was true what the two said, everyone had to obey him, no matter if the person wanted it or not. That offered a lot of possibilities and John already had some ideas, but Sandra was a feast for the eyes, and he could do with her what he wanted and let her do what he wanted. He looked over at her with a grin. Sandra was still sitting at the table poking at her food while John looked at her and her husband left the house.

John waited until he heard the front door open and then close again, and his grin immediately widened. But Sandra didn't notice that at first. She was about to get up and started to clear the table without saying a word.

"Wait, come here to me!" said John, friendly but with a horny grin on his face. Sandra stopped for a moment and looked at him as if petrified. Then she put the plate she was holding back on the table and walked over to John.

"So you do everything I tell you?" he asked again and touched her back thigh, he felt her slim and strong legs through her jeans and started to slide his hand slowly up and down.

"Yes, damn it! Don't do that!" she hissed at him and slapped his hand away.

"Hey..." began John but was immediately interrupted by her.

"Just because I have to do what you say doesn't mean...."

This time it was John who interrupted her as he immediately knew what she was getting at and she was right.

"I can easily change that, let me touch you whenever I want, the way I want!" he replied in a grim tone, looking half up at her. She was after all quite small, but because he was sitting, he still had to look up. He put his hand on her thigh again and she took a deep breath.

"I think we should change a few things right now." John began, continuing to stroke his hand up and down.

"I'm not doing anything in this household any more you may do all of that. You will address me as Master... I like that .... You will not wear underwear from now on and no pants only skirts, nice and tight of course. I want to see more of your body. That is from now on and until I tell you otherwise" John started to use his newfound power and with every word Sandra looked at him more stunned. She couldn't believe what he was saying until she realized that John was just a pubescent young man. She took a deep breath.

"Shall I go and change then.... M-master?" she asked him when he paused for a moment to speak. John shook his head.

"For today, I thought I'd have you naked, so you can strip here.... I have a better idea, stretch your arms out to the side" John said sardonically and grinned. Sandra raised her arms and John reached into the front of her blouse and ripped it open. The buttons of the blouse tore off and flew across the kitchen. John slid his hands right under her blouse and placed them just below her waist, then slowly slid his hands upward and placed his hands on her breasts.

"You wouldn't believe how much this is pleasing me right now" he said with a laugh and then stood up, "Stay like that!"

John then walked over to the counter and grabbed a pair of scissors from one of the drawers before walking back over to hers and stopping behind her. He pulled on the collar of the blouses and started cutting them from top to bottom.

"By the way, you're not allowed to buy new clothes" he said as he worked his way down and then cut the blouse into 2 parts. He applied the scissors to the bra right after and cut that up too, which then slid down along her stomach. John pulled the two halves over her arm, and she now stood topless in the middle of the room. She tried to control herself, but still had to whimper as she did so.

"What are you going to do ... Master?" she asked him in a slightly shaky voice, but John couldn't tell if it was anger or fear.

"I'm getting rid of your clothes, as I said you won't need them in the house anyway..." explained John

"But you said...AAAAA" Sandra interrupted him and then cried out as John put his hand on her burst took her nipple between his fingernails and first squeezed his and then pulled on it.

"You shouldn't interrupt me, bitch! Yes, I'll just call you slut! Now come with me to my... oh, you know what, we'll go to your room." John said angrily and let go of her nipple again. Sandra put both arms back down, opened her pants and quickly took them off. As she bent over to pull her leg out of her pants, John used the scissors to cut up her panties as well. He grabbed her wrist and walked with her into the bedroom.