Bedded by the Headmaster

Ch18: His Pet 🌶️🌶️

Arken remained standing in the archway, a towering presence as she sat with her back pressed against the wall. She began to stand, but Arken stopped her with a gentle, firm hand on her shoulder.

"Please, no need to get up."

Susie eased back onto the cold ground, wincing as the glassy base of the plug pushed the toy up into her. The increased pressure only made the ache in her core intensify.

She stole a glance at the headmaster. He had his hands in his trouser pockets, his posture casual. She'd never imagined that the mere act of leaning in a doorway could be so...sexy.

"Why did you follow me?" she asked, even though she already knew the answer.

At least, she thought she did.

"I wanted to make sure you're all right," Arken said, giving her a long look. "Are you?"

As always, he took her by surprise.

Am I all right?

"I hardly know," she admitted.

He had spared her from being forced to have painful sex with Zott in front of the whole class. Susie begrudgingly appreciated that Arken had saved her, but he seemed to have missed the point of her being there in the first place. She had willingly entered Zott's classroom knowing that she was shielding the first-years by taking their place. By removing her from the classroom, Arken had inadvertently left them exposed to Zott's whims. Susie hoped it had made a difference, but she suspected Zott was compensating for the inferiority Arken had made him feel.

Which meant he was exerting his authority on the first-years. Jeff was suffering at this very moment.

"You should have let me stay," Susie whispered.

Arken frowned. "Let you stay?"

"Yes. I'm a year older, and more experienced. I could have handled Zott."

His frown deepened. "By letting him handle you?"

"Yes!" she cried. "By keeping him occupied so he doesn't touch the others."

Surprise flickered in his eyes. "You're protecting them."

"Of course, I'm protecting them. Someone has to."

"Not necessarily. Who protected you when you were in their place?"

She didn't answer.

Arken crouched down so they were almost at eye level. "Who is protecting you now?"

"No one."

"Incorrect. I want to make this absolutely clear. From now on, no one will touch you."

"No one except you, right?" she quipped.

"No one touches you," Arken repeated, his voice carrying gravitas, "without your permission."

"That didn't stop you from taking advantage of me in Zott's lesson," she said, levelling her accusation at him. "Or last night. Do you regret coming into my room?"

"No, I do not," he said, holding her gaze. "And neither, I suspect, do you."

His implication made her uneasy. "But I do regret it."

"Really? I was under the impression you rather enjoyed yourself."

Susie flushed, her core pulsing with the memory of how she'd moaned as he drove her to the brink. "That doesn't mean I don't regret it. And it doesn't make what you did right. You shouldn't have entered my room."