Teacher's Pet

Teacher’s Pet is a carnal tale of blackmail and domination. Alexa Swan thinks she is doing the right thing when she asks her uncle—her Economics professor—to treat her like a normal student. But she quickly discovers her uncle in a ruthless, domineering man. In order to maintain her “A” average, she will need to do things she never thought she could. She will need to become the teacher’s pet.

Excerpt from Teacher’s Pet:

“Can we take a break?” I asked, rubbing my temples to try and sooth the throbbing in my head.

A corner smile appeared on the professor’s lips. He thought he had won, he thought he had convinced me I was a worthless, ignorant student.

“Or course,” he said. His uncharacteristically civil behavior only confirmed my suspicions.

I tried to come up with a plan, but none came to mind. I didn’t know why Professor Scott was doing this and, until I did, there was nothing I could do about it. I would just have to play along until he revealed his true intentions.

“You know, Miss Swan,” he said casually, “there is an easier way to improve your grades.”

I knew better than to believe him, yet I couldn’t help but perk up at the thought of a simple way to rectify my unsatisfactory grades.

“There is?” I asked, in a voice I prayed was not too hopeful.

“There is.” He stood up and adjusted his bowtie. “In fact, I can offer you a way to ensure you get straight A’s for the rest of your college life.” He slowly made his way around the desk as he spoke. By the time the final word left his lips, he was leaning against the front of the desk.

I knew I shouldn’t, but I let excitement get the better of me.

“What is it?” I asked eagerly.

He didn’t answer. At least not with words.

Professor Scott leaned toward me. His hand made contact with my right thigh. I had uncrossed my legs, so he now had full access to my inner thighs. Taking full advantage of it, his fingers crept across my skin, nearing my slit with each passing second. I feared he would not stop, but his fingers froze less than an inch from my panties.

I remained frozen in shock for a moment before peering up at him. I could tell he wanted me even before he kissed me. It was in his eyes. But my worst fears were confirmed when his lips made contact with mine.

I was so stunned I didn’t know how to react. There were so many things wrong with what he had just done I didn’t know where to begin. Not only was he my teacher, but he was also my uncle. We may not have been related by blood, it made his actions no less no less perverse.

We remained frozen in place for what felt like an eternity before I finally snapped back to reality. By then, our lips had parted.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

Professor Scott did not seem impressed by my sudden outburst. He still wore the cocky smirk I had now grown accustomed to.

“I am simply upholding my end of our agreement,” he said…