As the water ran down her body, Mr. Kapoor took her hand and led her out of the shower, still naked and trembling. He wrapped her in a large, fluffy towel, his eyes never leaving hers. The bathroom was steaming, the scent of mint and their mingled arousal heavy in the air. She could see the hunger in his gaze, and she knew that this wasn’t over yet. He had more plans for her, and she was eager to submit to them.

With a firm grip, Mr. Kapoor guided her to the bedroom, where he had laid out an outfit for her. On the bed there was a mini leather skirt and a strap leather top that barely covered her nipples. He tossed the towel aside, leaving her completely exposed, and instructed her to dress in the new attire. There is no panty and bra .She obeyed, sliding the skirt up her legs and adjusting the top so that it barely contained her ample breasts.