LOGINCurious about Dmitri's past and his tension with his brother? Don't be shy to ask~ Glossary/Translations Brat, izvini, chto bespokoyu tak pozdno.— Brother, sorry to bother you so late. Kak ty pozhivaesh? Kak dela v kompanii? — How are you doing? How is work?
Dmitri mutual mastudbation. Voyeurism, exhibitionism, dirty talk. Dom ub dynamics. Prise and derogatory speaking. remote dominationShe must have hearde, given HOA she sivered and arched. I gripped the phone tighter but never kept my eyes off the screen, watched and mentally recorded every detail, not missing a single one.Se licked er lips slighty, before going back to normal. Leaning forward, she lated with the hem of her lace sehmise tat brushed against her lower thighs. “Shall we begin?” she didn't waste anyy time in starting the show the way she always did. I leaned back against the chair,wasttching every move she made.Through the screen, her hands rose slowly, sliding up the sheer fabric from her thighs to her hips before gliding over the flat plane of her belly. She arched a little, letting the fabric stretch and shift with the movement, taut enough to show the skin underneath.“This feels so soft against my sskin,” she murmured, as her movements slid higher, tracing just
IrisHis eyes widened a fraction, looking at me, a minutem, barely perciptible sight that I caught before snapping back to normal and he tuurned towards er“professor Weiss,” he said smoothly. “My apologies for keeping you waiting before, here are the records.”Ii blinked, realizing that he he'd documents he was passing to er. Se tok it with grace and nodded approvingly.“Thank you. You work fast.” she appraised. He nodded, then just as quickly snapped to me.“Miss Williams, ” he angled his head slightly. “its good that you keep punctual to time. I have some hours left until my next class.”“Oh?” te older woman’s voice made me snap to er to ind er esirprused epression. “You came to see Profesor Sterling?”The words were tongue tied but Dmitri answered for me. “Miss Williams has been iinsated into my class for this semester. She stated that she hadd some isues regarding her essay and requested a meeting.” He answered on my behalf. Looking at me wit a cold impassive expression. “Isn'
Dmitri mutual mastudbation. Voyeurism, exhibitionism, dirty talk. Dom ub dynamics. Prise and derogatory speaking. remote dominationShe must have hearde, given HOA she sivered and arched. I gripped the phone tighter but never kept my eyes off the screen, watched and mentally recorded every detail, not missing a single one.Se licked er lips slighty, before going back to normal. Leaning forward, she lated with the hem of her lace sehmise tat brushed against her lower thighs. “Shall we begin?” she didn't waste anyy time in starting the show the way she always did. I leaned back against the chair,wasttching every move she made.Through the screen, her hands rose slowly, sliding up the sheer fabric from her thighs to her hips before gliding over the flat plane of her belly. She arched a little, letting the fabric stretch and shift with the movement, taut enough to show the skin underneath.“This feels so soft against my sskin,” she murmured, as her movements slid higher, tracing just
Dmitri“That’s all for today. Are there any other questions?”“Sir,” one o the students, surprisingly male student, lifetd their hand, “About what you said ealier n the importance of context, I was wondering…”I nodded slightly, encouraging the student to drone on. There were several more in wait, practically itching to ask and challenge each other’s opinions. Curiousity was most common amongst the first years like the group I was teacking now. Curious minds, all of tem. It was one of the reasons I enjoyed teaching. Seeing people who shared a genuine curiosity and love for the art was always a great encouragement, and it was especially encouraging in a sea of lust-fileld faces. For that reason, I dd my best t entertain each and every question withing the lecture peirond.This time, however, Ii coudt t=drn that I was less than eager to leave.I tapped on my fingers as an anchor to ease the restlessness within as I continued going through the motions of listening and answering. At
IrisHeat rushed into my cheeks. Tere was no way to miss his innuendo Orr what e meant.. Wed done tings and temn some, buut this was the first time he was proposing this, so clearly within the school.‘Masked Muse: Youre’ playing with fire professor.’Seconds later hhis reply came. ‘DevotedDom: I burn everyy moment without you. It makes no difference to me.’Stupid freaking literature mojors and his flowery flirtation. ‘DevotedDom: I have a plan.ibve closed up my windows and sneered everything sis safe. trust me.’ Blinked in surprise at hhis assurance. i…I hadn't taught of that. It snappped to mind theen, hat even now since hisprpsal, I hhantt once considered doubting him. As I my safety was guaranteed from the start.‘Masked Muse: And under what grounds? I can't just appear in the literature department for no reason.’‘DevotedDom: On grounds of the assignment I gave you.’‘Masked muse: you mean the 15 page essay yougave everyone to write a week ago?’‘Devoteddom: yes. Ave you f
Iris“You have to listen to me. To think of…”I lighted, glancing at the window. Time passed and I was feeling happier than ever. he is feeling happier than ever. Exhilarated even. Despite my past qualms and worries about having this arrangement, here were no problems with it. The worries about getting caught or risking my scholarship and everything else? Completely unfounded. On the contrary, I'd even become more relaxed. Even studying had become easier. That perhaps, was thanks to the lack of tension, the security and the constant ‘relaxation’ I’d recieved through our arranged meetings. Jean noticed too. She never commented on where I was going like before, partly because of what I eld over herand mostly thanks to being embroiled in her studies an her own relationship. But once, when passing by shed had stopped me in my tracks, and looked over me.‘You look happier babe. I like it,’ shed said. Those words echoed in my mind and I couldn't deny it either.Since then, the past trac
IrisMy fingers froze. I stared at the private message, stunned. DevotedDom wanted a one-on-one video call?My heart raced faster, a mix of nerves and forbidden excitement curling low in my belly.The chat continued scrolling with demands for more, but my focus narrowed to that single message. He
Iris Masked Muse. The username was clear as day, along with the teaser image of my masked face and bare shoulders, save for the faint hint of lace right where my chest was cut off. 'A little teaser for what came next’ I'd called it back when I'd uploaded the photo.It was visible. The notificatio
IrisI turned and walked away without waiting for his reply. Inside, I felt a strange mix of relief and lingering bitterness. Every single word I said was honest, so was the fact that I had wanted to trust him, even a little. That mistake wouldn’t happen again.I felt his gaze follow me throughout
Iris “So, Caleb, what about the bet? Have you bagged that prissy chick yet?”Those words stopped me dead in the hallway. Light peeked out from the crack in the door where he alongside his friends were in the otherwise empty lecture hall. Mere seconds ago, I was just about to step inside and make m







