Bound by Desire (A BDSM Story of a Professor and his Student)

CHAPTER I: MEET THE REEVES

Present time:

"Samantha!" My mother called me from the stairs, I just arrived here and she is already shouting non - stop.

"We are going to be late for mass! Your brother is the one officiating it" she added, I rolled my eyes and opened my closet to choose something to wear, if I had it my way I wanted to use the sexy green dress for today, but because I will be branded as slut, whore or prostitute by my own mother if I wear it so I choose a yellow midi dress, then I tied my hair into half braid grabbing the ribbon to give it a very feminine look.

I sighed, this is not my style but I am in this town where my family reputation is very important so I need to do what I need to do. I went down and went inside our car

"What take you so long Samantha Marie Reeves?" My father sternly asked

"I just came home like five minutes ago and you guys wanted that will leave immediately, yeah I am that long" I rolled my eyes to my father, which earned me a hissed from my mother. I grabbed my wireless earphones so that I will not listen to their rants anymore.

I saw my dad sighed and my mom shake her head, but I am glad that they did not say anything, they consider me as their black sheep, I always fail their expectations, and never up to their standards.

Every family gathering I distanced myself from the rest of them, my cousins on both sides are all accomplished professionals, graduated on top of their classes both in high school and college. I still smirked when I recall that I graduated in high school with no special awards or whatsoever, but I am already a disgraced to them.

I can't say I am stupid, to be fair on my part I am smart but not smart enough to my parents. My grades in college so far were all As but my parents don't care as they already thought I am not smart. Good! At least the pressure is not that heavy on my part.

I am incoming junior college at University of St. Joseph at New York City, which is the top and oldest private catholic school in the state. If I had it my way I wanted to go to NYU but still my parents pay my tuition fee then I should follow what they wanted, at first they are so adamant for me to get Nursing so that I can get medicine after and be doctor, but I really wanted to get journalism I threaten them to drop out if they will insist me to get nursing so to my luck they agree.

"We are here" my father said and parked on the special parking lot reserved for the family of the priest, being a relative to a priest have sure lots of privileges. We went down and my other brother is already here, he is an engineer and currently based in Washington.

"Silas!" My mom called, and she went immediately to hugged my brother, I rolled my eyes because I did not received the same reception as he is when I arrived earlier. My brother is now twenty nine years old but he still unmarried and no child, I can't even remember if he brought a girl in our house, but then our parents are strict so maybe he never got a chance to bring one of his girlfriend and on my part I just turned twenty one last February but believed it or not they don't want me to have a boyfriend yet, but of course they don't need to know everything.

We all went to the church and listened as my brother started the mass, I yawned at the first five minutes and I felt my mom nudged at me, I tried my best not to roll my eyes. I am not religious and I don't believe in God to tell you honestly, I don't have problem with those who have faith, that's there choice I just hope they respect my choice as well.

The offertory started and I looked at the aisle and the Monroe's are lined up for it, of course they are the sponsor for today's mass, they own half of the businesses here in this small town, and nearby towns so they are filthy rich, I could see their only son at the back - Professor Gael Monroe looking so bored as I am.