Comply

I could just take the picture. I didn't have to send it. After snapping three, I looked through them and selected the best one. Both my trimmed bush and wet slit were clearly visible. Was I really going to send this? Deep down I already knew the answer. Inserting two fingers in my wet folds, I started to slowly masturbate as I imagined Brandon's reaction to seeing my picture. A shudder went through me and I had to suppress a moan. Before I could change my mind I hit send. Fuck this was exhilarating.

Douche: Sweet pussy

Douche: You should shave though

Another thrill shot through me at the thought of shaving for him. Why did submitting to him make me so fucking wet?

Douche: One more

Douche: I want to see everything

It was too late to stop now. Sitting down on the toilet seat, I spread my legs and took another pic. Looking at it I realized something was missing. I took one more, this time spreading my pussy lips with my hand. This one showed absolutely everything. Jamming my fingers back in there, I fingered myself furiously as I sent it. I was just about to climax when I was interrupted by a knocking on the door.

"You okay in there?" came Jamie's voice from the other side. "You've been in there for quite a while."

"Yes!" I exclaimed. "I'm just about done!" My voice broke as I came at last.

"Okay, I'll be waiting out here then."

Trying to gather my thoughts, I put my clothes back on. As I was about to leave a final message popped into my phone.

Douche: Good stuff. Come to class in a skirt tomorrow. No panties

Douche: And show some cleavage

I spent the rest of the evening in a haze. At the end I couldn't remember a single detail from the show we had just watched. When I left Jamie waved me goodbye with a troubled look on his face.

(Suspicion +10%)