Submit to Tiffany

I let out a small, quiet sigh. After a moment, I managed to say "Ok ... ok, I'll do what you ask, just promise me you'll give me back my towel." I hear her laugh at my response, a cool, and relaxed smile on her face. I glance briefly over to Chris, and I can clearly see he is enjoying seeing me naked again.

It’s clear she’s enjoying the opportunity to let me wait, holding my towel, under one arm, as I stand there naked. I try to remain calm, even though I'm quite aware of how exposed my naked body was. Tiffany smugly speaks then, continentally addressing me, "Don't worry... you really need to relax. Maybe this experience will really help you grow." Tiffany paused speaking, looking me over, scrutinizing me closely. Chris speaks up then, wryly stating, "I can feel part of me growing already".

To that Tiffany lets out a snort, before reaching out her right hand, grabbing my wrist, and pulling my hand away from my shaved pussy, placing my naked body completely on display. “Don’t try to hide in such a silly manner. Maybe once we’re done with you won’t be so quick to hide your body.”

She paused, watching me closely to how I will react. I resist the urge to try covering myself again and soon **** myself to lower my shoulders, trying to take a more relaxed posture. After leaving me to my own embarrassment for a bit, Tiffany resumed saying, “Until we are done, you may refer to Chris simply as Master, and likewise you can call me Mistress. We’ll call you **** or slut, depending on our mood. How does that sound so far?”

I find my mind racing, going over the steps that led me to this. 'Did picking this condo start me on this path of nudity and submitting to them". I momentarily get lost in thought but catch them staring at me, Tiffanny casually crossing her arms under her bosom. I shale my head, swiftly nodding my head in agreement, before hesitatingly replying, “Yes ... Mistress”. She flashes me a naughty, conniving grin, before looking over to Chris.” They laugh briefly at each other, immensely enjoying themselves at my expense. I stood there waiting a bit, slowly collecting myself, all too aware of my nakedness and exposure.

She speaks to Chris then, and asks him “Well, what shall we make our new plaything do first, hmm? Lead her outside . . a tour of the grounds perhaps? Or would you rather get a few minutes alone with her first?” She laughs then, relishing my embracement, making it last as long as she can, making me guess what she’ll have me do as she makes me wait.