USE YOUR FINGERS, MY LITTLE DOVE

AMARA'S POVMy breath caught the second the words left his mouth.“On the table. Spread your legs.”His voice wasn’t loud. It didn’t need to be. It was sharp, deep, final.I felt my knees shake, but I moved. I climbed onto the cold surface of his desk, the wood pressing against my thighs. My fingers shook as I pulled my skirt higher, my whole body burning with shame.I parted my legs slowly, my chest heaving. My heart was beating so loud I swore it echoed in the quiet room.Professor Black leaned back in his chair, his gaze heavy, eating me alive.“Wider. Spread your legs, little dove.”The name made me shiver. My thighs trembled as I pushed them apart. I wasn’t wearing panties. The air hit me and I sucked in a sharp breath.He smirked. He had known. Of course, I asked for this.“Good girl,” he murmured. He didn’t touch me. He didn’t move closer. Instead, he stayed where he was, his hands resting in his pockets, watching me with those dark eyes that stripped me bare.I thought he was

Last Updated : 2025-09-08

CAUGHT

AMARA'S POV I couldn’t sleep.All night I kept rolling on my bed, staring at the ceiling, feeling the heat on my skin. Professor Black’s hand had landed again and again. The memory came back in flashes, the sound of his voice, sharp and heavy with command, the heat that spread through me, the way my body betrayed me with every strike.It was wrong. I knew it. But every time I closed my eyes, I wanted it again.I pressed a pillow to my face and groaned, half in shame, half in need. My cheeks burned hot, and my thighs pressed tight together. The voice in my head scolded me..you’re sick, you’re shameless but another voice whispered back, he made you feel alive, he made you feel wanted.I hated myself for it. And yet I wanted more.I thought of the way he looked at me when I bent over his desk. His eyes dark, full of something I couldn’t name. That look alone kept my heart racing hours later.I turned on my side, hugging my pillow, whispering into the darkness, “I want you… I want you, e

Last Updated : 2025-09-08

AMARA'S CLAP-BACK

AMARA'S POV Their voices were knives.“Slut.”“Whore.”“She probably begged for it.”Each word cut deeper, and I stood frozen, clutching my bag, my chest heavy like someone had dropped a stone inside me. My ears rang with their laughter. The campus blurred in my eyes, and all I could feel was the heat of shame crawling up my skin.My lips trembled. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking.What if they knew?What if they had seen me in his office? What if the whole school already whispered about Professor Black and me?My knees wobbled at the thought. No, no, they couldn’t know.The leader of the Sassy girls leaned forward, her lip gloss shining under the sun, her smile sharp as a blade. “You want to know why everyone’s looking at you?”My throat closed. I wanted to say no, but the word didn’t come out.She tilted her head, her voice sweet but venom dripping from every word. “It’s because we told them all the truth. That you’re a whore, Amara. Hiding behind your quiet act, but spreading your l

Last Updated : 2025-09-09

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USE YOUR FINGERS, MY LITTLE DOVE

CAUGHT

AMARA'S CLAP-BACK