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28: Daddy's Girl
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HER PROFESSOR'S GOOD GIRL 30: A Welcome Gift
IMANII gasped.The image was so vivid and sharp that it felt like it was happening right in front of me. The totem in my hands suddenly became hot and seared against my skin, heat lancing up my arms until I cried out and dropped it.It hit the stone with a sharp crack and splintered into pieces.A collective gasp rippled through the group.And right then, I was back at the camp ground and abandoned historical site with my classmates.“Wow, Imani,” Valeria’s voice cut through the silence, saccharine and cruel. “Clumsy much? Can’t even hold a stick without breaking it.”Laughter bubbled from a few others, but I hardly heard them. My chest heaved, my skin clammy. And then I felt a heated gaze burning holes to the back of my neck.I turned my head.Stephan.His gaze locked on me, unreadable but unsettling, as if he was read me… but in a different way than he has been doing. This one was darker and it wasn’t sexually.The look sent a chill down my spine, but before I could hold it, he tur
HER PROFESSOR'S GOOD GIRL 29: Shape Shifting Animals
IMANIThe first night at camp passed quietly enough, just bonfire and playing games. Laughter and chatter buzzed around me as students roasted marshmallows and told stories, some spookier than others. I just kept to myself mostly, enjoying everyone’s story.Morning came brisk and cool, mist curling low over the trees. We gathered after breakfast, the whole group buzzing as Stephan led us toward the historical site. He wore his usual composed expression, glasses perched on his nose in a way that made him extremely irresistible, every inch the professor though my body remembered every inch of him in ways no one else new.The path was narrow, flanked by thick foliage. After about an hour, the trail opened to a clearing where crumbling stone foundations lay scattered across the earth.“This,” Stephan began, gesturing to the ruin, “is one of the most enigmatic sites in this part of the world. Historians argue over what it used to be. Some call it a failed settlement. Others say it wasn’t
HER PROFESSOR'S GOOD GIRL 28: Daddy's Girl
IMANIAnd it seemed like it wasn’t only me.Stephan’s grip on the wheel tightened, his jaw clenched, his composure fraying just enough for me to notice. Without a word, he flicked on the signal and veered off the main road.“Where are we—”“Quiet.” His tone was clipped, commanding.He drove under a bridge that was closed off to other people and cars. The car rolled to a stop, engine humming low. His head turned, his eyes dark and steady, like he’d already decided how this would go.“Climb over,” he ordered.Heat rushed through me. My body moved before my brain caught up, unbuckling and sliding over the console until I was straddling him. My skirt rode up high on my thighs, and I could feel the thick pressure of his cock already hardening again beneath me.His hands reached over and ripped my panties. At this rate, I won’t have panties anymore.Once I was bare, he held his cock to my entrance and gasped, my body clenching.“Look at Daddy,” he said, voice low and rough.My eyes met his
HER PROFESSOR'S GOOD GIRL 27: Touch Me
IMANIThe morning air buzzed with chatter as students crowded near the bus, backpacks slung over shoulders, voices high with excitement. I clutched my own bag tightly and held my suitcase to my side, trying to slip into the line quietly, unnoticed.It didn’t work.Shoulders bumped me left and right, elbows jostling me until I stumbled back. Every time I tried to step forward, someone else cut in, sliding into the bus without even looking at me. By the time the line thinned, my chest burned with humiliation.When I finally looked up, only two of us were left standing outside.Valeria.Of course.And me.The bus was already filled with students, every seat taken except one.“Well,” Valeria said brightly, flipping her hair over her shoulder, “guess I’ll have to ride with you, Professor Stephan.” Her tone dripped with fake innocence, her hand already brushing her skirt straight as though she was presenting herself.“It’s perfect, really,” she looked at Stephan and flashed a sweet smile t
HER PROFESSOR'S GOOD GIRL 26: For The Trip
IMANIDinner looked picture-perfect, the table glowing with candles, the plates gleaming with my mum’s overly fancy dishes. From the outside, anyone would think we were the happiest, most put-together family.She leaned across the table, her laugh too high-pitched, too forced, clinging to every word Declan and Stephan said. She tossed her hair back, tapping Declan’s arm, her eyes shining with that fake sweetness that made my stomach knot.It was embarrassing to watch, but I kept my head down, pushing food around my plate and picking at my food. I was glad to not be part of the conversation. But I guess I spoke too soon because Declan turned to me with that warm, fatherly smile.“And how’s school, Imani?” He asked me. I forced myself to smile back, giving the safest answers I could.“Good. Busy. But I’m managing,” I said softly. He nodded, clearly pleased.But then, Stephan spoke. “Speaking of school,” he began, cutting into his steak with calm precision. “Our class trip is in two day
HER PROFESSOR'S GOOD GIRL 25: Cum For Me
IMANIThe hallway was quiet, my footsteps echoing as I clutched the assignment to my chest. Thanks to Valerie, of course, everyone had to submit individually now. Her “brilliant” idea was praised by half the class, but I knew she was looking for an opportunity to be alone with Stephan. I knocked softly at his office door, my nerves buzzing. Without waiting for his voice, I pushed it open.And froze.Valerie was perched on the edge of his desk, her skirt rucked high on her thighs, her jacket sliding off one bare shoulder. Her glossy lips curved in a smile as she leaned toward him. Stephan sat back in his chair, composed, expression unreadable.The sight sliced through me like glass.My throat tightened. I couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe. Valerie’s gaze flicked over her shoulder, landing on me. The smirk she gave me was pure poison.“Oh,” she purred, swinging one leg slowly like she hadn’t a care in the world. “Didn’t realize we had an audience.”Heat rushed to my face, humiliation b
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