When I awoke I couldn't help but wonder when this all first started, and to my astonishment I almost forgot, it started with a note.
I was in 9th grade, and I got a letter in the morning right before the first day after summer break (I know old fashioned right). It said
I know what you did last summer! Here are some of the pictures I got: (There was a list of pictures of me naked and touching my self)
Love, Your Master
PS. I expect you to text me in 5 min at 8324887664 and follow all my commands, or else these pictures might just get leaked everywhere.
I didn't know what to do. I knew I couldn't let those pictures leak, but I knew if I let him control he be able to use me like I was his slave. So I texted him "Yes Master"
He texted me nearly immediately saying he was going to control everything I do including: many things like restroom, sleep, and especially clothes.
He texted next Go put on a skirt and a tight shirt that shows off your boobs. Send me a picture before you leave.
I find a pink party shirt that if I lean even a little they will see my tits, and I only had a Tutu from a Halloween costume a year ago that was really short, so I wore tights underneath.
Next thing I know I hear my bus pull up, so I rush out of the house without breakfast totally forgetting about the picture.
