Victoria Sanders was a composed and formidable woman in her late 30s. She was committed to her job as an English teacher at Westmoreland High. Her students, for the most part, prefer her over the other teachers, seeing her as something of a mentor or mother figure, and her classes were described as engaging and "intellectually stimulating" by some, as she often encourages students to participate and contribute to classroom discussions.
This in turn is hated by slackers since she won't stand for class clowns and troublemakers, and can be a little too strict with discipline. She was harsh, but fair in that regard. Overall, she genuinely wants the best for her students, always looking out for the struggling ones, having gone through the same experiences herself.
Married to her childhood sweetheart with two kids, Victoria worked hard to be the best, not just mentally but also physically, through a rigid schedule, developing a well-toned body from her regular workouts. Her blonde hair complimented her blue eyes and white skin, it used to be boyish short, but she let it grow and tied it into a ponytail with bangs. Having to give birth to two kids barely affected her body at all, as she was able to maintain a perfect hourglass figure with C-cup tits that are surprisingly not saggy, thick thighs, trim waist, shapely ass, and sexy abs.
Indeed, she's a very attractive woman with the perfect body, maybe a little oblivious about it as she doesn't ever seem to notice the eyes from the boys (or maybe even girls) in her class constantly staring at her tight butt or her chest to see if her bra was sticking out between her opened buttons, nor those that were hypnotized by watching her hips sway, nor did she notice the regular "accidental" bumps into her when entering the classroom with her students who were sneakily trying to grope her body, nor even when her students tried and failed to peek up her skirt when she was walking up the stairs. Those who were caught prayed for mercy from her wrath.
As much as she tries her hardest to educate and guide her students in reaching their potential, they have a hard time because she is a walking sex on legs. Always wearing her tight white blouse with an equally tight purple blazer and skirt that does an excellent job of emphasizing her body in all the right places, combined with her glasses that give her a sexy nerdy look. These didn't help in enduring the ever-present sexual tension in her classes. But still, with her smarts and tough, no bullshit attitude, she's able to effectively control her students from going too far.
Then comes Brendan Callen. Currently an 18 year old high school senior and her student on his final year, one she's been spending more time with than the rest of her class. Victoria knows he's intelligent and could be equally as smart as her, but he just never applied himself and often struggles with his grades, so both have regular sessions in her office for personal counseling. The two would often find themselves deeply engaged in conversations, and over time, Brendan and Victoria both grew a kind of respect for each other.
So, the two knew each other very well, she knows that despite being a slacker, he excels in certain subjects that interest him. Computers for example, he's considered a technical wizard for such a young age, so she often pushes him to focus and develop his skills. Sometimes she would trust him to help fix her computer whenever it had problems.
Then one day, out of boredom and left alone in her office, Brendan bugged Victoria's computer and her phone that she accidentally left. Tracking her history, her emails, her messages, her pictures, everything that's private and personal to her, he'd seen it. And he'd seen her secret life, he started printing and storing them on his own computer.
A few days later, after all the classes were done for the day and everyone else went home, a determined Brendan strode into her office, clutching a thick folder.
"Starting today you will become my sex slave." those were the words she heard from her student after Brendan entered her office. Victoria Sanders stopped typing on her computer and looked up with a raised eyebrow. Her eyes cold and calculating through her glasses, but was incredulous at hearing something so audacious.
"Do you want detention or suspension? Are you serious right now? Do you have any idea what the hell you just said and what you're getting yourself into?" She said with a hint of irritation.
The boy stood his ground, "I know exactly what this means, and considering that you, Mrs. Sanders have a history of committing certain... illegal proclivities in your office. You shouldn't be making idle threats like that." He sensed that he now has her full undivided attention.
Victoria pushed her glasses up before leaning back into her chair, crossing her arms. "Illegal proclivities? That's a bold accusation Mr. Callen, you better have something to back it up." she told him, skeptical, but the look on her face said she's quite concerned. The boy grinned. He dropped the folder he was carrying onto her desk.
Victoria's eyes narrowed at the folder as she opens it and starts skimming through the contents. It was full of her printed emails and text messages to an anonymous person. The contents are her engaging in explicit conversations about the orders of her "master" that are sexually explicit, with compromising photos and videos of her committing said orders. One notable video is her having sex with complete strangers, all done in her home and in her own office. Underneath her tough exterior of a highly respected and intelligent teacher was a submissive and masochistic side of Victoria that no one but Brendan now knows.
"Where did you get this?" she said, staring intently at Brendan who sat down, slightly smiling.
"Let's just say I have my sources, but the point is that this evidence is damning. An adulterous affair is one thing, but doing it in your workplace? This isn't the Victoria I know, if all of this gets out, your life and career will be in trouble."
Victoria closed the folder and looked up at Brendan, her expression hardening. She stood up from her chair and walked around her desk to face Brendan more directly. "You think you can just walk in here and blackmail me into being your personal toy? I'm disappointed in you Brendan, after everything I've done to help you. I will set you straight and make you give me everything that you've collected from my computer and my phone and delete them all, you understand?" she defiantly said to him.
Brendan had put on a serious face, "I'm not here to blackmail you Mrs. Sanders, I'm here to give you a choice: you can continue your double life with my involvement or face the consequences of having the years of your secret inappropriate and adulterous affair made public. Do you think your world won't change? That you won't be charged with committing sexual acts in high school? Do you think this won't affect your reputation? Your marriage? Do you think you shouldn't be afraid?"
Victoria was surprised by his quick answer, "What has gotten into you? Is it because I've been a little hard on you these past few days? Understanding I had only the best intentions for y-" she was interrupted by Brendan. "Please don't change the subject Mrs. Sanders," he said to her.
"I'm not, I'm just trying to understand what could make you do such a thing." she answered back to him.
The two started to argue back and forth.
"You know why." Brendan answered.
"No, I don't Mr. Callen." Victoria replied.
