On My Knees For My Professor

“On your knees, princess.” I thought it was just a voice in the dark. Just messages. Just a dangerous fantasy that made me feel alive for the first time in years. I didn’t know he was watching me in daylight. I didn’t know he already knew my body, my secrets… my weakness for control I pretend I don’t crave. Now he’s standing in front of me, untouchable, forbidden—and holding the proof that I was never as innocent as I thought. And the worst part? I don’t want to escape. I want to see what he does next.