Faith knew the moment she pulled into the driveway, that she was possibly making the biggest mistake of her life. But what else could she do? There was a cry for help. She either would or wouldn't. In a way, she blamed herself. She let herself get too close... too trusted. If only she maintained her distance... like any good teacher would. It all started just a few weeks earlier, but really it had been a problem from day...

Prior to joining the police, I held a teaching certification, but I quickly became disinterested in the classroom and made the decision to pursue a career change as a police officer. After twenty-five years in the police, I went into the training department and helped other officers by using my teaching credentials.I kept up my teaching certifications with the open university as a safety precaution in case my law enforcem...

I love you, Stephy. Vic x. The writing on the bathroom mirror made Stephanie smile as she stepped out of the bath. It was quite normal for her friend to write messages on her mirror so that they appeared while she was in the shower. Although, the first time she did it Stephanie was half way to convincing herself her room was haunted, but then it dawned on her who the mysterious author was. From then on Victoria always sig...

Back in 1995, I had my first sexual experience. I was eighteen at the time. She was a grown woman, about ten to fifteen years older than me. Where do I begin? Right after graduating high school, I delivered newspapers first thing in the morning. I mostly took the job as an opportunity to work out on my bike. I had another, better-paying job later on in the day, but the extra money was good and I was keeping in shape. Star...

Alex Steele, a college senior, has been assigned to interview Dr. Emily Watson, a successful psychiatrist, for her university's newspaper. Alex is instantly drawn to Dr. Watson's intelligence, confidence, and enigmatic aura. He can't help but feel a wave of nervousness wash over him as he sits down across from her. As they begin the interview, Alex tries to maintain his professional demeanour, but finds himself easily dis...

Mr. Knight’s hands reached around my throat with a strip of black leather. While other girls might have been getting weak in the knees at the thought of their young, immature boyfriend clasping a cheap gold necklace around their neck, I was getting wet between the thighs as my Master secured my new dog collar to my throat. Feeling the thick fabric cinch snug against my trachea made a girlish smile peek from the corner of...

Priya Chopra watched the last children leave the gates at the end of the day and sighed, relieved that the working week was over. It wasn't that she didn't enjoy her job as a teaching assistant at a small Kingston primary school, nor did she have any exciting plans for the weekend to look forward to. No, Priya welcomed the weekend's arrival only because she needed space: space from the children and space from her colleagu...

‘Good morning, sir!’ Dean Chambers looked up from his phone, squinting into the spring sun sitting low in the sky. The voice that called out to him instilled arousal and anxiety in him in equal measure, but he tried to keep his voice even, noncommittal. If Talulah experienced either or both of the same emotions she didn’t show it. ‘Hello girls,’ he called back to the three students walking down the path leading away from...

"Hello, Matthew," came a deep and familiar voice from the phone. "I see I am not the only one who gets to ride you hard and put you up wet." “H-hello,” Matthew said to the cell phone in his trembling hand. “Unless you want me to paste those photos all over the teacher’s lounge you just debased…” There was a long pause from the caller, which allowed Matthew to imagine this scenario in all its horrors. “You will march that...

It was a warm summer night when I first saw him, my new English professor, Mr. Jameson. I had always been attracted to older men with authority, and he was no exception. His salt-and-pepper hair and glasses gave him an air of wisdom that only fueled my desire for him. I sat in the front row of his class, eagerly soaking up every word he spoke. One day, as I turned in a paper, he caught my eye and smiled at me. It was a si...