Teacher Blackmailed Novels & Stories

"If you give him what he wants, he’ll just ask for more. Blackmailers are like sharks; once they smell blood, they never stop circling. But you can't go to the authorities yet either. If this becomes an official report, I have to file paperwork. The school gets involved. Once it’s on paper, I can't do anything for you anymore." "Listen to me. Don't provoke him. Don't talk to him, don't look at him, and for God’s sake, stay away from each other in public. If you provoke him further, I don't know. I need time to handle this quietly without this escalating to the board." "Why the board?" Jax asked. "Because if it reaches the Dean or the Board of Trustees, I get queried," Mike said, his jaw tigh

“Since everything is pretty much out now…I was being blackmailed about my sexuality.” “Someone was blackmailing me too,” Olivia said. “They knew that I was still not eating.” “Someone threatened to tell my mom that I was looking for my dad.” Uma admitted. “And someone said they would tell Tim about Mitt.” I said finally. “Wait, you were all being blackmailed and didn’t say anything?” Hendrix questioned. “I mean if we did, we would have to admit those things to each other too,” I pointed out. “I guess we already knew about Uma, but the rest of that stuff was secret for a reason.”

“But so many other girls were not. They were violated and abused, with their trusts betrayed. Their attacks were recorded, and posted to a website. These girls were then blackmailed, threatened to have their assaults made public.” I swallowed down the rising bile in my throat. “Even if they agreed to the blackmail, the videos were shared among others of the group, including those of high ranking within the Academy.” The boss’s face darkened as I spoke. “How high ranking?” “The Vice President,” Chase chimed in. “I have evidence, sir. We caught him admitting it on tape.” “He… enjoys the videos,” I said, words vile on my tongue. “Sick bastard,” the boss said. “Arrogant son of a bitch.”

I then started moving my hands on the inner aspects of her thigh and she started shaking in pleasure. I thought that it was the correct time to convince her to do as I say. So I told her that she will work under my bodyguards' watch or her father will go behind bars. Yes, I know what I did was wrong. I shouldn't have blackmailed her. I shouldn't have taken advantage of her weakness. But what else can I do? She leaves me with no other option. I guess she has taken a pledge to never listen to me.

“I’m being blackmailed, Tatiana!” She flinched, and I hated that. I hated the way my voice made her recoil, like I was another thing she had to brace herself against. “I’m sorry,” I said quickly, standing and running a hand through my hair. “I didn’t mean to yell. I just... I… I didn’t know how to tell you.” She stared at me, stunned. “Blackmailed?” I nodded, pacing now. “The day the video got leaked, someone sent me a message telling me I didn’t cover my tracks well. That was right after I discovered I no longer had the video of us and that they had deleted every copy,” I explained.

“That’s okay with me. I don’t mind. I don’t think it’s going to be big news for long. It will die out eventually.” She chewed on her bottom lip. “I’m going to have to put on a brave face. The other professors are going to be looking at me with that chiding, shame on you look.” “Why would they? You didn’t do anything wrong.” “The library. The relationship. I’m sure they’ll see it as scandalous.” I laughed, shaking my head. “I have a feeling at least half of your colleagues are doing things that are just as scandalous. We can insist your name be kept out of the papers. Technically, it was me who was blackmailed.”

A freaking twenty year old. The next day, she was alone at her clothing store when my IT woman hacked all her computers. Videos of Mrs. Brunelli taking it hard from another younger man played on every single screen available in the store that day. Today, barely two days later, she not only withdrew her case, but she’s sending her little menace to a whole other school! Showers of blessings if you ask me. “Blackmail is a serious crime, ma’am.” Thea insists, chewing nervously on her bottom lip.

His eyes studied my face, and his voice went low, “You don’t look great. What is it?” My voice shook, as I raised my phone up to eye level. “T-there’s a sex tape of us out there.” My entire body shivered with emotion as I said the next words, “A-and I’m being blackmailed with it.” Heavy silence echoed in the elevator after the word bombs dropped from my mouth. A moment later, his eyes narrowed and his voice went dangerously gruff. “What?”

*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.

“Don’t. Just because Grayson can’t throw you out doesn’t mean he can’t destroy you in other, more vicious ways.” “What can he do?” I asked cautiously, my throat tight. “Buy teachers. Buy favors. Make people disappear from yearbooks like they never existed.” “I don’t care about any of that.” She arched an eyebrow. “You would once you find yourself alone with no one to back you up. No students, not even the teachers.” I lifted my head, defiant. “Good thing I’ve got you, then.” She glared at me. “And how long do you plan on milking this blackmail?”