The Professor’s Pet: 5

Marcus’s words hung in the air while I sat there, my hands gripping the chair so tight that my knuckles almost turned white. The video on his phone paused on the frame of me with my head thrown back, and mouth open, while Elias thrust into me.

Elias shifted beside me. Then he spoke, “This is blackmail. Do you think this will end well for you?”

Though his voice came low and controlled, I could hear the edge in it.

Marcus shrugged, slipping the phone back into his pocket. “I think this will end exactly how I want it. Lila agrees to spend the night with me or the video goes viral by nine. Simple as ABC.”

Then he cleared his throat.

“I will advise you to let’s keep this between us. If you both cooperate, we can make this disappear quietly.”

I turned to Elias. “Say something.”

“Don’t agree to anything yet,” he turned to look at me and whispered.

“Too late for that,” Marcus laughed softly. “You already asked me what I want. That sounds like interest to me.”

“I was stalling, you idiot!” Elias shot back. 

“You recorded us without consent. That’s illegal,” I added.

Marcus stepped closer and bent down to meet my eye level.

“Consent?” he scoffed. “You were begging him to fuck you harder on his desk. That sounded pretty consensual to me. Now you get to do the same to me.”

With that, he bit his lips slightly and moved back from me a bit.

“No,” I muttered under my breath.

Elias stood up suddenly. “This meeting is over. Lila, we are leaving.”

“Sit down, Voss. If you walk out now, you will see the video of your ugly cock flying around by evening.”

“You do that and I will make sure you regret it. I will have the police pick you up and throw you in jail,” Elias replied, still standing.

Marcus’s smug smile faltered for a second.

“Careful. I have copies saved in multiple places. You push me and it all drops at once.”

I looked between them, my heart hammering in my chest. Sarah already suspected something, and if that video gets out, my life on campus would be over. Everybody will start whispering about me and judging me.

I wasn’t ready for that.

And Elias… he would lose everything he worked for.

“Stop,” I said quietly.

Both men turned to me.

“Just stop fighting for a second,” I added.

Marcus smiled again. “Smart girl. So what’s your answer, Lila?”

I swallowed hard, “one night. That’s it?”

“One night,” he confirmed. “His office. Same desk if you want nostalgia. You do everything I said with no limit. After that, I delete the original files. Then you and your precious professor can keep sneaking around if you are careful.”

Elias placed his hand on my shoulder and squeezed it. “Lila, don’t,” he said.

I looked up at him. His eyes were filled with something I couldn’t quite place. Anger, possession, or even fear for me.

“I have to,” I whispered. “If it saves your job… and if it keeps the video from destroying both of us.”

“Oh wow! True love in the making. So we have a deal?” Marcus cut in as he watched us with hungry eyes.

“One night. Tonight and you delete everything after.”

I felt sick agreeing but the words came out anyway.

Marcus nodded, “Good choice. Wear something easy to take off. And… no panties because I want access the moment you walk in.”

Heat rushed to my face and humiliation filled my soul. Elias’s grip on my shoulder tightened until it almost hurt.

“Eight o’clock sharp,” Marcus added. “If you are late, the video will start circulating.”

The meeting ended like that with no handshake or paperwork, just a sick agreement hanging among us.

Elias walked me out of the building in silence.

********

The moment we reached his car, he opened the passenger door for me but didn’t let me get in right away.

“Look at me,” he ordered.

I looked up and met his eyes.

“You don’t have to do this,” he said. “I can find another way. I can arrest him and destroy his whole existence before he even touches you.”

“And if you fail?” I asked. “Then the video goes out and we both lose everything. I can handle one night, Elias. I survived you last night. I can survive him too.”

His eyes darkened instantly. “You think it’s the same? He’s not me and he won’t care if you are comfortable. He just wants to humiliate you because he knows you are mine.”

I stepped closer to him, my voice low, “Then make sure you are waiting for me after. Remind me who I really belong to.”

Elias pulled me against him suddenly, right there in the parking lot. His mouth crashed down on mine, kissing me hard with possessiveness. I melted into it for a few seconds, forgetting where we were.

When he pulled back, he rested his forehead against mine. “I hate this. But if you walk into that office tonight, you do exactly what he says, survive it then come straight to me.”

I nodded, my throat tight, “I will.”

He drove me back to where he had picked me up in silence, dropped me off, and drove off.

*******

By the time I got home, Sarah had already left the house, probably to class. I spent the whole day pacing and checking my phone every few minutes for more threats, but nothing came.

At 7:30, I changed into a simple black dress that zipped down the front. No panties, just as Marcus demanded. Even though I was covered, I felt exposed and dirty.

My phone buzzed at 7:40. It was a text from Marcus:

Don’t knock. Walk in and lock the door behind you. Get on your knees the moment you enter.

I stared at the message for a while, my stomach twisting. This was really happening.

I left the apartment and walked across campus to Elias’s office. The hallways were quiet since most people had gone home.

I reached the door at exactly eight. I turned the knob with shaky hands and stepped inside.

Marcus was already sitting behind the desk, legs spread, and a glass of whiskey in his hand. The lights were dim.

“Lock it,” he said immediately.

I turned and clicked the lock.

“Now come here and get on your knees.”

I walked toward him slowly, my heart pounding so loud that I could hear it in my ears. When I reached the space between his legs, I dropped my bag and sank down to my knees on the cold floor.

He smiled down at me, reaching out to tilt my chin up. “Such a good little slut already. Voss trained you well.”

I stayed silent.

Then he unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. It was so thick and already hard. “Start with your mouth. And don’t use teeth. I want it wet and deep.”

I leaned forward, my lips parting.

Just as I took his hard dick into my mouth, my phone vibrated loudly in my bag on the floor.

Marcus gripped my hair tightly, stopping me from pulling back. “Ignore it. Suck!”

I tried to focus on him, moving my head up and down, but the phone kept buzzing.

When it buzzed for the third time, Marcus groaned, pushing his cock deeper into my throat.

“Whoever it is can wait. You are mine tonight.”

But the buzzing wouldn’t stop.

He finally cursed and yanked my head back by the hair. “Check it. But if it’s Voss, tell him you are busy choking on real cock.”

I pulled my phone out with trembling hands.

Before I could even check who was calling, I saw three messages from an unknown number.

First: Change of plans, Lila

Second: I have the full video too

Third: If you finish what you are doing with Marcus, I will send everything to the dean, your parents, the whole school, and the police. Stop now.

I looked up at Marcus, my lips swollen with his cock still inches away from my face.

“What is it?” he frowned.

“Someone else has the video,” I replied, my voice rough.

Marcus snatched the phone from my hand and read the texts. His face went red with anger.

“Son of a bitch,” he growled.

Before he could say more, another message popped up on the screen.

Tell Marcus the deal is off. Leave his office right now or I'll release the video of you sucking his cock in three minutes.

“Who the fuck is this?” He yelled and threw the phone on the table.

I stayed on my knees, heart racing, mouth still tasting like him.

The timer was running.

Marcus grabbed my hair again, his eyes wild. “Finish what you started or I'll send my copy anyway.”

The phone buzzed one more time with a final warning.

Time up, Lila. Walk out or everyone sees everything.

I had just seconds to decide.

But Marcus pulled me toward his cock again, his voice harsh.

“Open your mouth, you little bitch!”