I had been dating Chip for about three months. I thought things were going well and really thought we might have something long term, but I really wanted to see how devoted to me he really was. I didn't think he was cheating but I wanted to see what he was willing to do for me and how much he would submit to me.
He was staying with me for the weekend and that's when I decided to spring my trap. The first night when he went to take a shower I went in his bag and took out all of his underwear. Predictably, when he emerged from the shower and found no underwear in his bag, he looked to me confused.
"Baby, have you seen my underwear?" he asked tentatively.
I made a scoffing face before saying, "No, how would I know where your undies are?"
He still looked nervous as he told me, "Well I thought I packed some but now they're not in my bag."
"So, you came here without underwear." I said sternly. "That's gross. You can't go around here commando."
"But what else can I do?!" He asked slightly panicked. "Look for yourself I've got no underwear."
I walked over to him and ran my finger up his chest, neck, and cheek moving towards my dresser before saying, "Don't worry baby, I've got plenty of undies."
His eyes got wide as he turned to watch me reach and open my dresser. "What?! I can't wear your panties!"
"Oh yes you can." I said with a smirk on my face. "And you will. You can't go around here commando." He looked as though he was trying to work out his options. I grabbed panties I had already decided to have him wear, silky white floral print with pink lace leg and waistbands. I thought they were perfect for his first pair to wear since they were nice and girly and the tanga cut in the back would never let him forget what he was wearing. Plus it was one of only a few pairs of panties I had that would be high waisted enough to hold him in.