Jasmine looked up cautiously, “I will not be punished master?”
“You have done nothing do deserve punishment,” Daniel said. “If anything, I owe you an apology for yelling at you.”
“Thank you master,” Jasmine said with a wide smile. “Should I try on my new clothing now master?”
“Yes, go ahead,” Daniel said.
Jasmine reached back to unfasten her top. The flimsy covering fell to the floor. Daniel had not intended for her to change in front of him. But once she willingly bared her flesh to him, he couldn’t bring himself to stop her. Without his intervention, she untied her loin cloth, and sent it to the floor as well. Her pussy was covered by a neatly trimmed triangle of golden hair. It occurred to Daniel that she would look even better with bear pussy lips. He suppressed the idea of making her shave her crotch.
The happy slave girl rummaged through the other bag. She produced a very short red skirt, and matching halter top. Daniel found her getting dressed almost a alluring as when she stripped. She did a twirl, causing the skirt to flare out and giving Daniel another look at her pussy and ass.
Jasmine spent the rest of the evening modeling different slave outfits. Most were made of either silk or leather (or steal in the case of the chastity belt). They all showed off far more than they covered up. By the time she tried on the last one, Daniel was accustomed to seeing her naked, but found the sight no less attractive.
“I have a guest bedroom. It will be your room now,” Daniel told Jasmine as it was getting late.
“I will not be sharing your bed master?” Jasmine asked.
“No, you’ll be sleeping in your own bed, at least tonight,” Daniel replied. He silently berated himself for adding the last part.
Jasmine was disappointed. Repeatedly modeling and stripping in front of his hungry gaze had aroused her. More importantly, she was growing fond of her new master. She was eager for a chance to please him in the bedroom. She was also confused. She knew he found her attractive. Why wouldn’t he use her?