I stared at her for a long moment, wondering if this was her trying to be nice or if she was just carrying out his orders in a subtle way, but I didn't have the energy to fight right now, so I just turned away and went into the bathroom to put on the clothes she'd brought me, and I was grateful. The pants went past my ankles and were a little tight in my ass, and the T-shirt was a little tight across my chest, but they fit well enough. Luckily, the material was super soft, so the chafing was minimal on both my red ass and my still...