Tuesday 29th November
Today was a bad day. First my parents were on my case, for various reasons I won't go into. Then I was in trouble at college, for various reasons I won't go into. Josie then started hassling me, and her friends soon decided to join in too. Yes, I behaved terribly; yes, I'm an arsehole, but it's over. That was your fucking choice, now leave me the fuck alone! Finally I had work, which was as it always is, very long and very boring.
It was 9 o'clock, I was in my bedroom drinking a beer, sulking. I didn't plan on contacting Miss Tan. I couldn't be bothered with anything that required even the slightest effort. I was going to finish my drink, have one more maybe, go to bed and forget that the day had ever happened.
My phone beeped. A new message from 'Miss Tan'.
'Why the fuck are those pictures still online?' it read.
I gritted my teeth in anger as I typed, 'Who the fuck do you think you are speaking to me like that?'
'I'm sorry but you need to take those photos down. Please!'
I went to my computer and thumped away at the keyboard. Via my alias, I logged onto a popular social networking site. The picture I'd posted of her tits in our college group now had a handful of comments - 'Nice', 'WTF!', 'Who's this? lol' - along with a fifteen thumbs-up.
I added to the comments, 'Believe it or not this is a teacher of yours...'
I knew this was a risky move that could, if seen by the wrong person, lead to an investigation into the authenticity of the statement. But, in that moment, I did not give a fuck.
'You should look at this' I texted, along with a fresh link to the picture.
My phone started ringing, 'Miss Tan' flashed across its screen.
Good, I thought to myself, she's panicking.
I rejected the call and sent another message. 'I'm not going to speak to you, but I will punish you.'
'I'll do anything. Just take that comment off' she replied.
'I want pegs on each of your nipples for 30 seconds.'
A video arrived soon after, showing a close-up of her naked chest. A clothes peg was attached to each tit. She seemed to cope well with the pain, her breathing was controlled, and there was no whimpering to be heard. The video lasted a whole minute, with the pegs clamped to the nipples throughout. I was in no mood to offer her praise for having exceeded my expectations, in fact, I was looking for any fault I could find.
'Who said you could clean your chest?' I asked, referring to the instructions I'd given yesterday.
'Sorry' she replied.
Shortly after I was looking at a photo showing that she had not only re-annotated her tits, but she had also re-attached the pegs.
I was still reluctant to commend her, so instead I sent her instruction for tomorrow.
'In the morning you're going to dress in a skirt for college. No tights, no panties' I told her.
'Okay' she replied.