That Vegan Teacher Rule 34 Novels & Stories

she said. As soon as she turned her back, I buried my head into the pillows and cried my eyes out, knowing fully well that even if I fell for Professor Lucian, it would never work. Moreover, he was family with the J4s. Loving him was forbidden because he was my professor, and Alice, Angie, Allison, and Amelia would make me regret it. Rule 1: At BriarWood, love is forbidden. Rule 2: Loyalty is tested. Rule 3: One wrong move could destroy me.

“Silas please, don’t. I am loyal. You know this!” The first vampire slapped me hard across the face before violently grabbing my broken arm, the bone only just beginning its unnatural healing. “You will not address his highness by his given name, WITCH! He is your master!” I whimpered, my legs heavy and strained as I struggled to escape their grasp; panic rippling through me. “Please master! I don’t want to be branded.” “There is no choice Fraulein. I need you to submit to this brand as a sign you will never defect, or if you do it will cost you.” Silas said sternly, showing that there was no room for arguments.

I couldn’t apprehend if I was mistaken, but his pitch somehow made it sound like a warning he imposed on me when he spoke. “You must never forget one of the biggest rules of the Bordwell Campus, Ethan. Homosexual relationships are forbidden here. If you’re caught, you’ll be expelled permanently without a chance to ever take admission again. Though you don’t have any reason to worry, I thought to remind you of this important rule here.”

(Visma Noble) A dandy noble from Visma wearing a frilly dress suddenly smacked the tea table and stood up in anger as if an injustice has been done to him. But no one even bothered to entertained him, instead many just ignored the pretentious men, as if he was a retarded person. “[3rd rules…Products that has been bought, should never be sell to any other party…such transactions if happened and reported, will be punishable with a jail time and fine or both…4th rules…no hoarding should be done….please remember as An Aeternum and a considerate fellow of countrymen…one must be nice to thy neighbour and fellow men…5th rules…should anyone saw anyone who violated the rules above…a report to the Res

"And in this class, there are two rules. Mobile phones are prohibited. And you can't speak unless I give you permission, is that understood?" My brow raised at that while Ethan beside me was flaring his nose in frustration. Couldn't blame him because it became a habit of us to message each other in this particular class. Or maybe Ethan was mad because his crush was basically ogling his eyes at this new oh-so-great teacher of ours. As I expected, Bren raised his hand and Ulva nodded at him, allowing him to speak. "Forgive my boldness, Ms. Wilder. But can I call you mommy?"

His eyes are intense, looking like hot coal as he studies my entire form. The car suddenly feels too hot. I pin him with my most disinterested look "Rule number one. You must not leave my sight, except when you're in class or going to the restroom." "You sure you want to be there if I'm fucking someone or letting them give me head?" He narrows his eyes, his gaze moving to my lower lip where my teeth is gnawing at it furiously. "Just don't go out of sight." I breathe. Not waiting to see if he answers, I continue. "Rule number two. No sleeping with teachers. Or any member of staff. Ever."

I let go of Camila's boobs and grabbed Vivian’s hands. “I have three rules that you must follow, there will be punishment every time you break a rule”. I move my fingers in circles on Vivian’s palm. “Rule one, you are not allowed to touch me unless I permit it” “Rule two, you must obey my every command” I ran a finger over Camila’s face and stopped at her slightly parted lips, then slowly slid it in. “And rule three, I will take you anytime and anywhere I please, you are not allowed to refuse”

*What have I done? The academy’s rules were carved into every cornerstone, recited in every orientation, drilled into every student from the first day: *Faculty and students shall maintain professional boundaries. Bonds, claims, and intimate relations between instructors and enrollees are strictly forbidden. Violations shall result in immediate dismissal for the student and revocation of tenure, title, and privileges for the faculty member.* Last night we hadn’t merely crossed a line. We had burned it to ash.

Mu Zi only looked for a moment, then withdrew his gaze, because the teacher came in. The teacher is a woman, forty or fifty years old, small, back straight, voice is very loud. She first introduced herself, and then said sternly, ''As long as you are taking my class, I don't care how famous you are outside, how high your status is, how honorable your achievements are, you have to abide by my rules! If you don't follow my rules, sorry, please leave this classroom immediately! I can't afford to teach a petulant student like you!"

A nervous flutter started low in my belly. "And rule three…" He took a half-step closer, eliminating the last bit of space between us. The heat from his body radiated against mine. "The lessons are physical. I can’t teach you how to unravel a man with a look if you flinch from a touch. You’ll have to get comfortable with being… handled. Being touched by me." My breath hitched. Handled. The images that word conjured were anything but innocent. "And rule four?" I asked quietly.