All Chapters of PROFESSOR SIN : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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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

STRIP

AMARA'S POV My heart almost jumped out of my chest when I heard his voice behind me.“What’s going on here?”Professor Black.I froze. The blonde janitor still had his hand wrapped firmly around my waist. I wanted to push him away, but my body refused to move. Slowly, I turned my head, and there he was..Professor Black, standing tall, his face calm, too calm. But behind that calmness, I felt the weight of something darker. His eyes weren’t just looking, they were burning into me.“Leave,” he said flatly.The janitor let go of me at once, muttering under his breath before walking away. I was left standing there, shaking, but Professor Black didn’t even glance at me again. He turned and walked off, his steps steady, his back straight.No anger. No outburst. Just silence.And that silence was worse than if he had shouted.*********************I went to class, but I couldn’t hear a single word the lecturer said. My eyes kept drifting to the door, wishing he would suddenly appear. My min

Last Updated : 2025-09-11

WHIPPED

AMARA'S POV “Strip.”The word fell heavy between us, sinking into my skin like fire. My chest rose and fell too fast, my legs wobbled and weak. His eyes never left mine, dark, calm and Waiting.I swallowed hard. My fingers shook as I reached for the hem of my blouse. The room was too silent. My heartbeat echoed in my ears like a drum. Slowly, I pulled the fabric up, exposing my trembling stomach, the curve of my bra. His gaze dragged over me steadily, patiently and piercing into my soul.I had never felt so bare, even fully clothed.Piece by piece, I undressed. My blouse slid off my arms. My skirt followed, brushing down my thighs to the floor. My hands wanted to cover myself, but something in his stare..sharp, demanding, kept me still.When I was down to my bra and panties, I froze. My lips trembled.“All of it.” His voice was low, hoarse, unshaken.Heat flushed through me. My throat tightened. I couldn’t look away. My fingers hooked the straps of my bra, tugging until it fell, leav

Last Updated : 2025-09-11

GUILT

AMARA’S POV“On the table. Spread your legs.”The words dropped heavy, low, and dangerous. My body stiffened. My skin burned from the whip, from his stare, from the heat crawling inside me. Still, I climbed onto the desk like he commanded, my wrists bound, my body shaking.I parted my thighs, slow, shame painting me red. The cool air kissed me there, making me shiver harder. I wanted to close them, to hide, but I couldn’t. His eyes pinned me in place, sharp and unreadable.Then his hand reached into his drawer again. He pulled out something dark. A strip of fabric.“Hold still.”Before I could breathe, he tied it over my eyes. Darkness swallowed me. My heart raced out of control. Every sound grew louder. Every breath I took felt too heavy.His fingers brushed my knee. I jerked, gasping.“You’ll stay still,” he murmured, close to my ear. “Or I’ll make it harder for you.”I bit my lip and nodded.Then he touched me again. Slow. Teasing. His fingers dragged up my thigh, barely grazing me

Last Updated : 2025-09-13

DARK MEMORIES

AMARA'S POVThe ride to the hospital felt endless. The silence inside the car pressed on me like a heavy stone. Father’s hands clutched the wheel so tight his knuckles turned white. Mother sat beside me, stiff, her arms folded. She didn’t glance at me once, but I could feel her judgment cutting through the air.I wanted to ask about Nina. I wanted to know how bad it was. But every time I opened my mouth, the memory of Mother’s words…witch, selfish, uncaring, choked me back into silence.When the car stopped, the smell hit me first. Hospitals always smelled the same, sharp, clean, and cruel. One whiff and memories came flooding in.I was nine again, my little legs shaking as the nurse dragged me down the hallway. “Please! I don’t want to!” I had cried, kicking my feet, terrified of the needle they were about to stick into my arm. My pleas didn’t matter. I had been forced into the chair, my arm held down while my blood was taken.“For your sister,” they said. Always for Nina.The memori

Last Updated : 2025-09-14

WHO IS HE?

AMARA'S POV I lifted my head slowly, wiping the tears that wouldn’t stop rolling down my cheeks. My eyes widened when I saw who stood in front of me.It was him.The janitor.Not in his blue uniform this time, but in simple dark jeans and a white shirt that stretched across his chest. He looked taller, stronger… different. Almost normal. But I knew who he was.My lips trembled. “You?” I whispered. “What are you doing here?”He didn’t smirk. He didn’t mock me for the lie I had thrown around at school. Instead, he leaned against the wall with his hands in his pockets, calm, almost gentle.“I came to see my sister,” he said, voice low. “She’s in another ward.”I blinked, confused. That wasn’t what I expected. I thought he would scold me. I thought he would be angry. Instead, he lowered himself onto the bench beside me, leaving a small space between us.“You shouldn’t cry alone,” he murmured. “It makes the pain worse.”His words stabbed me. My throat tightened, and I turned away quickly,

Last Updated : 2025-09-17

UNKNOWN

UNKNOWN POVThe room was dark.Only the low hum of red lights glowed faintly against the walls, flickering across steel cuffs, ropes, chains, and other tools that hung neatly like trophies. From above, muffled music throbbed down through the ceiling, slow, heavy, sinful beats from the club upstairs.I leaned back into the leather chair, the smoke of my cigar curling lazily toward the ceiling. Each drag burned through me, bitter and hot, but I welcomed it. The silence around me wasn’t silence at all. It carried whispers. Memories.I let my eyes roam the room.The padded table. The cuffs still stained with faded marks. The whips lined like soldiers, each one with a history, each one with a voice.And in my head, they spoke. The cries. The moans. The way every woman I had broken eventually begged for me.Not begged to stop. No.Begged for more.Begged to please.Begged because they couldn’t breathe without me.A slow smile cut across my lips. I remembered them all..their tears, their tr

Last Updated : 2025-09-18

PICCOLO COLOMBA

AMARA’S POVThe ride home from the hospital felt endless. The car was quiet, too quiet, yet my ears still rang with my parents’ voices, their insults, their blame. I sat at the far corner of the back seat, my face turned to the window, pretending to watch the blur of streetlights but really just trying not to break down in front of them.We look like a happy family when leaving the hospital…. maybe the happy is there when I'm caved out. I was on my way leaving before my parents stopped me, fortunately the doctor said Nina can be discharge for now.The drive was quite.No one spoke to me. Not my father. Not my mother. Not even Nina, who lay back weakly on the other side, her lips pale but her eyes still sharp. I could feel her gaze, heavy on me, almost accusing.When the car finally pulled into the driveway, I was the first to get out. My legs were shaky, but I wanted to be away from all of them. I climbed the stairs fast, pushing open my room door, and locked it behind me.The silence

Last Updated : 2025-09-20

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