Azira
I’m filled with shame as I rush down the corridor toward the pool on the far side of the school, knowing I’ll be late to meet Adrianna. The scar on my back is healed enough to hide beneath my swim suit and so I agreed to get back in the pool with her today.
I can hardly believe what just happened with Professor Luigi. He treated me no better than a dog as he told me to sit and came all over my face, dismissing me with barely a glance in my direction. And the sickest part of it all, I enjoyed every damn second of it.
The masculine, salty taste of him still lingers on my lips as I let my tongue dart out over them, groaning as the ache between my thighs increases. Watching him jerk off was excruciating, as all I wanted was to touch him or taste him. It was a form of punishment, but such an enjoyable one.
I can’t get the image of his hard cock out of my mind or the way he stared down at me angrily, fisting it as he leaked pre-cum. It made my mouth water. He shamelessly pulled out his cock right in front of me, not caring that I’m his student. Something tells me that kind of thing doesn’t bother him, but I’ve never heard of rumors of him with students, unlike Coach. Maybe it’s because most students aren’t crazy enough to get that close to him, except for me, it would seem.
Clearly, I’m wired up the wrong way, as I loved the pain and I loved the degradation and I loved the denial. I wonder if there’s anything he could do to me I wouldn’t love. My locker is on the way to the pool, so I stop and grab out my rucksack with my swim kit in, only for Nik to lean against the nearby locker with a smirk on his face.
“Good session with Luigi?” he asks.
I glare at him, as he knows that Byrne sent me to him during law class. “Great,” I say, hoping my face isn’t as red as it feels right now.
He arches a brow. “You don’t look as beaten up as I expected.”
“What the fuck do you want?” I snap, slamming my locker shut and shouldering my swim bag.
He holds his hands up, an arrogant smirk on his lips. “Just saying, I’d expect you to be a little more roughed up after a session with Luigi.”
“How do you know if I’m roughed up or not?” I ask, irritated that this asshole is even talking to me. It’s bad enough that he’s best friends with Elias, and likes to harass Nat too, but I won’t take his shit. I don’t know what Elias has over her this year, but it can’t be good.
“Because if you’d been under his whip, you would be in pain right now.” He smirks cockily. “And there’s no pain in your expression.”
“He had a more rudimentary punishment for me.” I shove him. “Now get out of my way.”
He chuckles. “You keep getting off too easily with Luigi. I wonder why that is.”
I walk down the corridor, ignoring his taunt. Nik is an asshole, but he’s right. Two of my punishments lately from him resulted in no corporal punishment. If it continues like that, before long, people will question why I’m not getting punished the same way as everyone else.
Not that I intend to end up being sent to him soon.
Who the hell am I kidding?
I want to get sent back to him first thing in the morning after what just happened. Hell, I’d spend the rest of my school career in punishment with Luigi if it’s anything like the experience I just had.
The swimming pool is relatively quiet when I arrive, and Adrianna is waiting on a bench on the side, tapping her foot impatiently in her swimsuit. “Finally!”
“Sorry, I was in detention with Luigi.”
She rolls her eyes. “Not again. What did you do this time?”
“I was doing my anatomy assignment in law class.”
“Does that mean you’re too sore to swim?”
I shake my head. “No, he just gave me an essay to write,” I lie, my cheeks flaming with heat as I can’t erase the image of him stroking his cock inches from my face out of my mind. Or the way he ordered me about like a dog. It was beyond erotic in a very fucked up kind of way.
“Thank fuck for that.” She nods toward the changing room. “Get dressed.”
I scurry into the changing room and get dressed into my swim suit as fast as I can. When I return, my heart skips a beat to see Coach Daniels cornering Adrianna.
“Hey, leave her alone,” I say, rushing toward them.
Coach glares at me, his dark eyes angrier than I’ve ever seen them. “Morrone, didn’t Luigi teach you a lesson last time you disrespected me?” His nostrils flare. “Or do I need to?”
I swallow hard, knowing pushing him will lead to more punishment.
Adrianna gives one quick shake of her head to tell me she can handle this, but it’s clear Coach is taking this too far with her. He will not leave her alone.
I clench my jaw and nod. “Fine, I’m getting into the pool.” I walk away from them, leaving him to harass my friend against my better judgement. Clearly, he’s never going to stop until he’s in her pants, or until she escapes this academy at the end of the year.
I get onto the block and dive in, enjoying the way it feels to be wrapped in the cold water. And then I break into freestyle, warming up with a four-hundred yard swim at an easy pace. Once I finish my warm-up, I see Adrianna is already swimming and there’s no sign of Coach Daniels, thankfully.
She stops at the end and pulls her goggles off. “Were you trying to get sent to Luigi again?”
I shake my head. “No, but the guy was fucking cornering you.”
“Don’t worry about it. I can handle Coach.” Adrianna shrugs. “The asshole is making us go out with him tonight.”
“Out?” I ask.
She nods. “Yeah, Oak won’t go out without Eva, and Eva wants the two of us with her. So, we’re going out on the town.” She sighs heavily. “I don’t want to be near that asshole, but I can’t deny I wouldn’t mind getting out and having a few drinks.”
“So the three of us are going out with Coach Daniels and Principal Byrne?” I confirm.
She nods. “Yeah, and Professor Luigi apparently.”
My body tingles at the mere mention of his name. After the punishment he just gave me, the idea of spending a night out with him makes my stomach flutter.
“I bet Nat will be jealous.”
“Jealous, why?”
I shrug. “Because we actually get to go out and not be in trouble for it.”
Adrianna nods. “I guess.”
“I wonder how she’s doing in Boston.”
“Who knows? Probably enjoying a break away from this shithole.” Adrianna says.
“Probably.” I nod. “It’s just weird when any of us aren’t here, isn’t it?”
Adrianna nods in response.
My stomach is still churning at the idea of spending tonight out at a bar with Professor Luigi. “Less chatting and more swimming,” I say.
Adrianna purses her lips, as normally it’s her telling me to shut up. “Fair enough.” She glances down the length of the pool. “I’m feeling in the mood for some medley.”
I shake my head. “You always are and I never am. I’ll stick with freestyle.”
“Such a wuss. Okay, let’s do ten reps of one-hundred yards to start off.”
I nod in response and we both start our sets. My mind is barely on swimming as it conjures up dirty flashbacks of what Blaine just did to me less than thirty minutes ago. It’s a terrible idea for me to go out tonight to a bar when he’s going to be there. I won’t be able to focus on anything but the way it felt to be at his mercy earlier, treated no better than a dog, and how much I loved it.