Have her show off a little...

I spent the remainder of the day in my office, Julie’s dark panties tucked in my pocket, as I thought of what I would have her do next. She had obeyed my commands so far but they had been mild, I needed something more intense, something that would truly test her obedience. I was still trying to figure this out when there was a polite knock on my door. “Hello Brian,” I greeted the student as he stood in the doorway, “what can I do for you?”

“Well, Mr. Thompson, I was told that there some books reserved for a class.”

“Oh, yes, the books on Dvorak,” I nodded, “for Julie’s class, right?”

“Yeah,” the student answered, a shy smile on his face at the mention of the attractive teacher.

“I’ve pulled them aside, they’re right behind the librarian’s desk,” I told him, an idea slowly forming in the back of my mind. “Just ask for the ones you need.”

“Thank you,” He replied, stepping out of my office.

I waited a few moments before sending another text message to Julie’s phone.

“You will reveal that you are not wearing any panties to the first man to ask you about Dvorak’s wife. If you do not do this, the video will be distributed to the faculty of the school.”

As I pressed send I stepped out of the office. “Brian, there is one book that I couldn’t find. “Mrs. Dvorak” by Albert Cummings seems to have been checked out but I believe Julie has a copy of her own. If you need it for your research,” I offered helpfully, watching the young man carefully as he tried to hide his interest when I mentioned Julie again.

“Oh, thanks,” He replied nonchalantly as he thumbed through the few books that had been reserved.

Smiling I stepped back into my office, turning my computer on and accessing the school’s video monitoring once again. I could see Julie was back in her office, fidgeting with her cell phone as she paced around the small room. She must have received my message, I thought with a smirk, and now she’s wondering who will be the one to ask her, who she will have to reveal herself to. I hoped that she would assume that the person who asked was the one who was now controlling her, who was threatening her career and marriage with exposure. I watched her pace for a few moments before stopping in mid-stride, glancing at the door as someone must have knocked. “I really need to get sound in there,” I muttered to myself as I watched Julie open the door, greeting Brian with a smile as he moved over to sit in front of her desk. I could see them talking, trying to guess at what was being said, until Julie’s reaction told me exactly what Brian had just asked. Her face went pale, her expression freezing in shock as she looked at the young student in front of her. He must have asked about the book, about Dvorak’s wife, I thought with a smile, leaning forward slightly, intently watching Julie’s next actions.

Julie moved around to sit on the edge of her desk, crossing her ankles demurely as she tried think over the sound of her racing heartbeat, her mind still not fully believing either the text message or the young man’s question. I could see her trying to make some conversation, her lips moving as she stalled for time, for a way out. I gave her a few minutes to comply before sending her another message,

“Show him, my pet, or everyone will know your secret.”

Julie jumped as her phone vibrated in her hand, glancing down at the screen in dread, reading my warning before looking up at Brian’s eager young face. I was curious how she was going to do this, how she was going to show him that she had no panties on. Would she simply raise her skirt up and brazenly reveal herself to him or would she come up with some more clever, discreet way?