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“Why not? Free food, free money, free gossip. You could use at least one of those.” Ava hesitated. The idea of being anywhere near Dr. Reid right now made her chest tighten—but she couldn’t exactly tell Camille that. “I’ll think about it.” Camille rolled her eyes. “Fine. But if you change your mind, wear that little cream dress you bought last month. The professors will probably show up in boring blazers; someone needs to brighten the room.” When she left, the dorm felt too quiet. Ava sank onto her bed, phone in hand. Jason’s name blinked on the screen again:

Eddie is one of the nerds in our class, and I don't think we have spoken as much to each other until these days. “Yes, and I think you might want to see this.” He stuttered as he handed me an iPad, and I wondered what he had to show me, but the content shocked me to the bone. “Is this—” I trailed off as I looked at the video of the professor and Jennifer fucking each other in the supplier room, and I was shocked. I watched the video intently, and my toast got dampened as I watched the professor's huge cock plunging in and out of Jennifer while she moaned loudly.

Will she really be seeing them all the time, as far as she knows, two of them are her professors. "Good morning. My name is Alistair King. I will be your professor for this year. You may only call me Professor King, and if I call on you, the reply is Sir, nothing else. Now in this class, I want contribution, utmost respect for me and eachother. This class is going to be difficult and if you feel like you can't handle it, walk out now. I will not be dealing with complaints at the end of any test or exams. Assignments will be given at the end of the week, individually or in groups, and every mark counts."

Tessa’s POV In just seconds, my heart shattered into a million pieces. Joseph stared at me like I was nothing more than a bug. “Move out?” I managed to ask, my voice becoming way softer than I wanted it to. “Now that the city is cleared from new vampires, I don’t see a point in you staying here any longer,” he said, keeping his eyes locked on mine. “Plus, considering I’m your professor, it’s probably better if you didn’t live with me for much longer.”

Amy forcefully spoke for me. Freddy glances at the door to my bedroom hatefully and says, 'No need!' With a bang, he throws the book onto the table. In the guest room, my heart tightens when I hear the sound. I sent him this DVD with a purpose. This DVD was recommended by the professor in our college. I bought it myself and finished watching the entire video after I listened to the professor's speech. And I think the content on the DVD is very healthy and useful.

“And are you currently in a romantic relationship with Professor Sandoval?” Before I can answer, the hearing room doors burst open. David strides in, campus security trailing behind him looking confused. “I apologize for the interruption,” David announces, not sounding sorry at all. “But the committee needs to see new evidence before making any decisions.” Morrison’s expression hardens. “Mr. Chen, you are not authorized to be in this hearing…” “I have video footage.” David holds up a USB drive. “From inside Professor Sandoval’s private studio. Timestamped, dated, showing exactly what was happening during their so-called modeling sessions.”

“All right. I’ll tell you something about myself, then you can tell me about one of your fantasies. Do we have a deal?” “How about I ask you about the things I want to know, then I tell you one of my fantasies?” “Clever girl. Always ask for specifics.” I nodded my thanks. “Deal. But I start first. What’s one of your fantasies, Wren?” Biting my bottom lip, I stared him straight in the face when I said, “Voyeurism. I like to watch other people fuck.” He chuckled darkly, his cock jerking against my foot, where he still held it in his lap. “You’d love my club then. I can already see you dressed in lingerie, watching as another woman is pleasured by a man.”

I was going to take the plunge. Minutes later, I had cross checked every detail and took a deep breath before tapping the send button. In seconds, the announcement appeared. ‘Hello my naughty babies, did you miss me? Unfortunately, some unforeseen circumstances came up. There won't be any livestreams for a while, but don't fret love. I'll be coming back som. Dream of me.’ It was done. Even if it shortened my bank account and patrons, it was a much better alternative than to continue knowing that my professor was watching. I needed to avoid him as much as possible. If it was impossible in reality, then I would settle for this.

"Just to end up surrendering like this?" My body writhes violently, a strangled cry escaping my throat. He holds my hip with his free hand, immobilizing me while his fingers establish a relentless rhythm — in and out, each movement calculated to rub against that internal point that makes my eyes roll back. His dark eyes don't leave mine, capturing every microexpression—the tremor of my eyelids, the way my lips open without sound, and the involuntary contraction of my muscles around his fingers. There's something perverse in the way he watches, like a scientist fascinated by his own creation.

"The university's whore. Every cock. Every hole. Whenever you want." Theo zoomed in. "Perfect ending," he murmured. "Best film yet." Marcus smiled, still holding her chin. "You know what I like about you, Professor? You learn. Eventually." He let go. Her head dropped back against the table. Somewhere, the clock tower chimed noon. In Classroom 4B, her students waited, navy blazers crisp, pens ready. She'd clean herself up. Re-knot the scarf. Walk in smiling. And tonight—tonight, the whole campus knew. Janitors. Deans. Graduate assistants. A hundred men with grudges and cocks and the key to her submission.