A new sexier wardrobe

It was taking quite some time to do since there was a LOT of clothes to sort out. You new wardrobe was getting a whole lot lighter and emptier, a lot of clothes not meeting Tanya's conditions and had been given away.

First casualty had been underwear. All of it. You wouldn't be wearing any panties or bras anymore. For a couple seconds you'd considered using a veto to save at least one pair and one good bra, but not knowing the "value" of a veto, you decided against it. Plus, if Tanya was making you get rid of all this, chances are she probably wouldn't have let you wear any vetoed underwear. Once the decision had been made, you noticed Tanya was looking right at you. Her look confirmed that she had known what you were thinking about. Once you were finished putting all of your bras and panties in the large bag, the two of you exchanged a knowing look of understanding. That twinkle in her eye confirmed what you had been suspecting. Using a veto here would have been a waste. Tanya smiled at you lovingly, proud of how smart you had been about it.

Next item were pants, shorts and pantyhose. Apparently Tanya wanted you exposed and available, wearing skirts and going commando. The idea both scared and excited you. It seems she could see right through you and knew exactly what you were thinking.

"I know what you're thinking Princess, and though I like being in control, I'm not a hypocrite."

You looked at her questioningly, not sure what she meant exactly. Again, she knew what you were thinking and explained further.

"I want you to think hard and tell me: How often do you see me wearing pants?"

It was a good question, and it only now seemed to register in your mind: Tanya mostly wore skirt and dresses. In the last month, you had only seen her wearing pants once. That fateful day when you went to her place when that man had filled you sweet pussy with him cum. The thought made you shiver: fear, excitement, concern, lust. Your heart started thumping away and your pussy moistened almost instantly at the thought. She really had did a number on you. You looked hungrily into your lover's piercing eyes.

Now it was Tanya's turn to hesitate. She had underestimated how much you wanted it. How exciting this new life would be for you. How much that one unprotected encounter had changed you. Though she should've known: that tattoo on your lower belly, those rings in your nipples and you clit should have been all the info she needed. She had assumed you had done that mostly to impress her, mostly out of love, so you could stay by her side. Now she understood that it was much more than just a demonstration of love. You were really embracing that new life. Embracing the risk. Embracing the sexuality of it all.

Tanya smiled and shot you an equally hungry and lustful look. Perhaps that wardrobe could wait a bit...