“Oh, William, what you do to me,” I muttered before sliding his dick back into my mouth. I barely had to pump him in and out a few times before he spurted his hot cum into my mouth. After swallowing it down, I licked him clean.
I rose up and slid around to face him. I couldn’t help feeling the boost of pride at the utterly satiated look on his face. “How was it?”
“You were right. It was mind-blowing. I mean, you’re always amazing at giving head, but when you couple that with the butt plug, it’s fucking fantastic.”
I laughed. “I’m glad to hear it.”
“Of course, I’m still saying a strap-on is an extreme hard limit, so don’t get any ideas.”
Holding up my hands, I said, “Trust me. I wasn’t going to go there.”
“What did you have in mind for now?”
I scratched my chin in mock thought. “What do you say I take out the plug, leave you tied up, and flog you a bit?”
William grinned. “I’d say Happy Fucking Birthday to me!”
After the previous night’s exertions at Club 1740, I hit the snooze alarm five times on my phone. By the time I finally dragged myself out of bed, I had to haul serious ass to get a shower and get ready. I didn’t even have time to grab breakfast or pack my lunch. I’d have to grab something from the vending machines during planning. While that wasn’t bad, it was the thought of being forced to eat cafeteria food that was a real downer.
I careened into the parking lot ten minutes after when staff members were expected to arrive. Considering how late I was, I didn’t bother going in the front door. Instead, I parked around the back of the school, so I could sneak in the side door that was close to my classroom.
The moment I opened the door and stepped into the school, I knew that something was wrong. A foreboding feeling hung in the air so powerful that it sent a shiver down my spine and caused the hairs on my arms to raise. When I started to my classroom, the students already in the hallway ceased their conversations as they stared wide-eyed at me.
It all felt so surreal that for a moment, I wanted to pinch myself to see if I was dreaming. I quickly dropped my gaze to make sure that even though I was running late, I had in fact managed to dress myself. Thankfully, nothing was unbuttoned or unzipped, and I wasn’t exposing myself. Once I knew I was put together fine, I couldn’t help wondering what the fuck their problem was. It wasn’t like they hadn’t seen me every day for the last three months. What could possibly be different about today?
My boot slid on something in the floor. When I looked down, I saw it was a multicolored piece of paper. Glancing around, several pieces of paper littering the floor. There was even some taped to the front of the lockers. I bent down and snatched one off the floor. When I peered at it, the world shuddered to a stop around me.
It was a picture of me from last night in 1740. I held a flogger in midair just before I was about to hit William’s back. As I stared in horror over at the lockers, I saw one of the pictures was of me and William kissing. Turning a circle in the hallway, I saw even more scenarios of William and me together.
It took me a moment to process what had happened. Someone had taken video clips from the dungeon security camera and made them into pictures. Someone had come to the school and distributed them. Someone had wanted more than just to humiliate us.
Someone wanted to destroy us professionally.
A feeling of violation swept over me. I fought the urge to try to cover my breasts or shield myself at being so exposed in the pictures. Desperate to get away from the gawking stares, I sprinted up the hallway and burst into the staff bathroom. My lungs felt like a giant’s hands were compressing them, squeezing out all the air. Placing my hands on the counter, I tried to still the out-of-control spinning of the room. But no matter how hard I tried, I could only hear the sneering voice chiding me in my head.
Your deep, dark little secret is out.
You’ve been fucking the boss.
You were flogging the boss in a BDSM club.
You are so fucked.
My hands slipped off the counter as the world around me dimmed, and I began to freefall into the darkness.
As I came into consciousness, I felt something cold and hard beneath me. What the hell had happened? The better question was where the hell was I? I struggled to open my eyes. When they would finally open, I saw William crouched over me. “She’s awake, thank God.”
I frowned at his words. Who was he talking to? Craning my neck, I saw that Jane and Mrs. Cleary stood behind William, concern etched on their faces. It was then I realized I was on the bathroom floor.
“What happened?” I questioned.
“You passed out,” William responded.
“Seriously? I’ve never passed out in my life.”
“Well, you did this time.”
When I pulled myself into a sitting position, I groaned at the pounding in my head. I must’ve hit it when I passed out. I was just about to ask why I fainted when I saw a pile of the pictures of William and me in Mrs. Cleary’s hand. “Oh God,” I muttered.
The nausea came over me so fast I didn’t have time to make it to the toilet. Instead, I grabbed the trash can next to me and threw up. I heaved over and over again as the images of William and I played on a loop in my mind. When I finally finished, I swiped my mouth with the back of my hand. Jane and Mrs. Cleary were gone. I guess they thought we needed to be alone.
I stared into William’s eyes. Regret, concern, fear, and sadness were all there. “I have a million things I want to say right now, but nothing will come out,” I said.
“It’s okay. I understand.” He brought his hand to my cheek. “Do you think you feel well enough to make it to my office?”
“I guess. But I need to get to my class.”
At William’s forlorn expression, my stomach churned again. “I’m not going to class today, am I?” I whispered.
“No.”
“I’m not going to class ever again.”
“Don’t say that. We don’t know what is going to happen.”
A manic laugh escaped my lips. “Who are you kidding, William? The entire school has been plastered with pictures of us fucking in a BDSM club. I’ll be lucky to keep my certificate, least of all my job.”
“There weren’t any pictures of us having sex. They only show us kissing, and you hitting me.”
“Like that makes any difference.”
“Dr. Levinson should be here by now. We really need to get you to my office.”
“I can save him the trouble and just walk out of here right now.”
“Sophie, please.”
“Fine. Let’s go and face the music.”
After William helped me up, we started for the door. “Oh God, I can’t go out there with all the kids staring at us,” I moaned.
“Don’t worry. The bell has already rung. They’re all in class.”
My panic dissipated a little. William opened the door, and we started into the hallway. Thankfully it was clear of both students and the pictures of us. The usual minute walk from my hallway to his office seemed to stretch into an eternity. I kept my head down the entire time. I didn’t want to meet the judgmental looks of any teachers or students.
Part of me was angry at the defeated way I was acting. The strong side of me should have drawn her shoulders back and gave everyone a hearty “what the fuck are you looking at?” But for some reason, I just didn’t have the strength to do that.
When we got to the main office, William led us inside. What was usually a noisy and boisterous place this time of the morning with kids checking in late was utterly silent. Once we got into William’s office and the door closed behind us, I breathed a sigh of relief. My emotion was short lived when I saw Dr. Levinson standing with our assistant principals, Mr. Lewis and Mrs. Fieldstowe.
Dr. Levinson’s expression was grave as he motioned for us to have a seat. I found it somewhat alarming when William didn’t take a seat behind his desk. Instead, he and I sat in the chairs in front of the desk.
“It is very unfortunate what has happened here this morning. You two have been the victims of a very malicious smear campaign against your personal and professional lives. Although it is of no fault of your own, I’m afraid you must pay the consequences.”
“And what are those consequences?” William inquired.
“As of this moment, you both are on paid leave. Once this meeting has ended, you will need to leave the building immediately, and do not come back on school grounds until you receive authorization. I have called an emergency school board meeting to discuss what is to happen to you both. Although it is not necessary for the hearing, I would suggest you both obtain legal counsel.”
I swallowed the bile rising in my throat. I didn’t even want to begin to imagine how I was going to afford a lawyer. As if he could sense my thoughts, Dr. Levinson said, “I’m sure you’re a member of either PAGE or GAE. They can provide services for you.”
During our education classes, we’d had it drilled into our heads to join one of the professional educator groups: Georgia Association of Educators or Professional Association of Georgia Educators. Stepping one foot in the classroom without belonging to one of these groups was the equivalent of professional suicide. You always wanted to be covered in case you were brought up on ethics charges with testing or students. They really never tried to sell you on it with the example of having your past as a dominatrix exposed while simultaneously revealing you were involved in a sexual relationship with your boss.