Blackmail Teacher Novels & Stories

*Shelby* The next day at my internship went so slowly as I waited for the clock to strike 5:00. As I sorted through countless files, all I could think about was the story the blackmailer was threatening to leak. It was a lie about how Todd and I had stolen the answers to multiple tests back when we were at NYU. The blackmailer claimed that Todd had approached him with the story explaining that I made him break into the professors’ offices to steal the test answers to make sure I passed all my classes. He did it because we were dating, and I threatened to leave him if he didn't help me.

The next e-mail had a screenshot of the story that she was apparently reading, since the next several e-mails all had screenshots of the same story, just pages later. Elias hastily typed in the website information and quickly navigated to the story in question. The story was entitled "My Hot Teacher" and was about a young female teacher who got blackmailed into submission by one of her grade 12 students. The story described numerous sexual acts which were designed to punish and humiliate the teacher.

I nodded my head at him, “yes, at first, I thought you were a male model.” “That is what they always asked about me,” he smiled wide and that was so genuine, I can see the dimples from one side of his cheeks. It made him look more handsome in my eyes. “But to continue with the topic, the ways that I chose to save my grades are only a brick that burdens my life. Because I encountered one Professor of mine that blackmailed me. And so, I continue to be her boy toy up until I graduated, I know it is weird but I am just grateful that she died because that way, she stopped bugging the sh*t out of me.”

“You moaned my last name in the third clip. Mercer. Said it like a prayer while you fucked yourself on that thing. So either you’ve got a teammate kink, or you’ve got a me kink. I’m generous. I’ll assume it’s me.” I stared at the board until the words blurred. “If you send that to anyone—” “I’m not a gossip.” His knee bumped mine under the table and stayed there. “I’m an opportunist. You want that video gone, you come to my place tonight and say it to my face. All the filthy shit you only say to a camera.” “That’s blackmail.” “That’s a door.” He stood when class ended, slung his bag over one shoulder, and looked down at me like he already knew I would walk through it. “Ten o’clock. I’ll text

“So?” Realizing she was going to be a tough cookie to crack, I had decided to play it straight. “Look, I’m just going to level with you, okay. She’s blackmailing me for an interview in her paper, claiming I’m this Black Crimson guy. And if I don’t give her what she wants, she says she’s going to write the article anyway. And I just can’t let her do that, so I need your help.” After a moment of thought, she said, “Well, are you the Black Crimson?”

He got your number from the principal and I blackmailed him and got it from him' he said and I was shocked. 'You blackmailed him? That's impossible' I said through confusion because there was no way he'd listen to David. 'Trust me, Buttercup. I have something to blackmail him, maybe at least for now' He said confusing me more. 'Fine, Biggy. Good morning, now tell me what's important that you're calling me again and again and I know that you know that I'm in the class?' I asked him and he made a 'oh' sound.

Sandy keeps on playing a game on her mobile phone even in the middle of their class, the teachers don’t catch her yet but she has seen her multiple times already. She looks at her intently, “It’s okay if you don’t want to tell me, I will just tell our teachers, so better say goodbye to your phone and get yourself ready to talk to your parents.” “Seriously, Cassy?” “Dead serious.” “God! You’re blackmailing me.” “Well, you started it. Spill it or I’ll tell them.” She looks at the door because any minute from now, their home teacher will be arriving for the first subject.

She said, meeting Alice dead in the eye, "She was blackmailed (Just like us). She couldn't leave the club. Then one day, she told a teacher what was going on..." Alice could easily guess what was going to happen next. "Firstly, the teacher spoke to Emilia. She managed to play it off and told the teacher that she and Courtney were arguing. She said that Courtney was just a bit salty and had made up some cock-a-bull story." "How did she fall for that?" Alice quizzed. She was hanging onto every word.

her answer is slow, flat but her eyes looked curtly at Alex. “It's fine… if the money used is not the result of corruption… if he is corrupt and gives the money or part of the money to someone else… for any reason, let alone a large amount, it can go into the money laundry. Criminal." Alex said firmly. While Alicia looked down, one she couldn't stand to see the face of the woman in front of her, and secondly because her eyes are already watery…she is in shock, sad to hear her uncle playing obscenely with another woman.

I inquired impatiently. “Sorry mam, he is a business tycoon and we are strictly told not to reveal the information to strangers other than his business associates” the person replied. “Come on, he is not even a celebrity.. Please” I requested, he glanced at me as my chests were a bit exposed. I glared at him and said “moron!” “Sorry mam” he apologized and I moved towards my room. “I will definitely get me, how long will he escape from me?” I thought.