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

CHAPTER XXV: BE CAREFUL

Gael's POV

I never thought that my thanksgiving holidays will be so different this year. Sure I still have works to do and not to mentioned an outreach program to organize but what makes it different is having Sam with me in my house.

I never let any of my submissive to be with me in this house and doing this, I only call them here if I wanted to fuck them, so this experience for me is just surreal

She is currently on a Zoom Meeting as part of her work on her internship and we are both in the living room, as I continue with the research I am doing and Sam sat at the coffee table absorbed in her meeting. I couldn't help but steal glances at her.

My eyes would linger on her face, taking in the concentration etched on her features. I watched as she furiously scribbled notes in her pad, her pen moving swiftly across the paper. I even noticed the way her fingers tapped against the desk, the rhythmic sound echoing through the room.

I admired the way her hair fell in soft waves around her face, and the way her lips moved silently as she muttered words to herself. I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and admiration for the hard work and dedication she put into her studies and work.

Her meeting ended, and she stretched her arms and checked her watch

"How was it?" I asked glancing at her

"It went well" she said, and pulled her school bag to do the remaining of her home work

As the hours passed, I continued to watch her, I can't help to admire her intelligence as she asked me some questions on certain topics she needs clarification.

Her mind seems to work at lightning speed, connecting dots and drawing conclusions that leave me breathless and when she speaks, I hang on her every word as we both share our thoughts and ideas. Who would have thought that this Sam is the very same Sam I fucked that night on Nate's bar.

I recall the night that she called me during thanksgiving, her voice was broken that night and I know immediately she wanted to get away from there, so I did not hesitate to call Craig to fetch her

"Sam" I called her, she looked up bitting her pen, I was momentarily distracted by that sight that I took a deep breath before speaking

"What happened during thanksgiving?" I asked her she looked down and closed his eyes

"It was what I expected Gael, disaster" she leaned her back dropping the pen

"Did Silas told them everything" I asked her

"Everything about them? Yes, and it earned me a slapped from my father" she said closing her eyes.

I froze and I was immediately filled with a mix of emotions. I couldn't believe that her own father would raise a hand to her, the first time I heard about her father slapping her I felt a little frustrated .

I just couldn't understand why her father would treat her in such a way, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of helplessness in the face of such a complex and difficult situation.

I listened to Sam as she recount the incident, and I could see the pain and hurt in her eyes, and I knew that she needed my support and comfort more than ever. So I stood up and held her close, stroking her hair and whispering words of reassurance.

"Thank you Gael for listening, I don't know why they are so mean to me, I mean it is not my fault but I don't know why he did it" she sighed as she pulled away from my embrace.

"No problem Sam" I smiled at her cupping her face as she leaned into it.

I knew that I couldn't change her father's behavior, but I vowed to do everything in my power to make sure that Sam deserved to be treated with kindness and respect by everyone in her life.