The Predatory Instructor

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Chapter 1

Instructor Thorne, please stop. It tickles so much!

During our freshman orientation boot camp, I had a small vibrating egg tucked inside me. Unfortunately, the instructor picked up the remote I dropped.

Curious, he pressed the power button. Under the gaze of the entire class, I couldn't stop my body from trembling.

The instructor leaned down and whispered into my ear, Do you want things to get even more intense?

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My name is Macy Lane, and Im the reigning beauty queen of the performing arts academy.

Today was the first day of our mandatory fitness orientation. Our lead instructor, Silas Thorne, was a man with bronzed skin and muscles that looked like they were carved from granite. He practically dripped with raw masculine energy.

Ive always had a high drive, and seeing his prominent Adam's apple made me ache with a sudden, restless heat.

With everyone watching, I didn't dare reach down to soothe the itch. My body felt tight and swollen with a desperate need.

Before the afternoon session, I decided to take a risk. I tucked a wireless toy inside myself and hid the tiny remote in the palm of my hand.

Every time the instructor gave an order, Id secretly press the button.

Left face! Silas barked in his deep, magnetic voice.

I clicked the switch. A sudden wave of buzzing tingles shot through me. It felt like his voice was the one physically commanding my body to react.

The thrill was intoxicating. It was as if he were the one touching me right there in the middle of the field.

Forward march!

I pressed the button again, opting for a stronger setting. The intense vibration made my entire frame go numb with pleasure. My limbs felt heavy and weak from the stimulation.

My legs shook as I tried to keep pace with the group. Suddenly, my sweaty palm slipped, and the remote clattered onto the grass.

Panic surged through me. If anyone found out what that was, my reputation would be ruined forever.

I moved to crouch down and grab it, but Silas was already marching toward me.

Macy Lane! What do you think youre doing?

His sharp shout made me snap back into a standing position immediately.

He stopped right in front of me, his expression stern. Everyone else is keeping their heads high and chests out. Why are you stumbling around like a dizzy kitten?

The remote was sitting right by his boot. My heart hammered against my ribs as I prayed he wouldn't look down.

Of course, he followed my frantic gaze. He spotted the pink device and bent over to pick it up.

He turned it over in his hand, his thumb hovering right over the main button.

I gasped, Instructor, please don't press that!

Before I could finish, he clicked it. He even turned it up to the highest frequency.

Immediately, a powerful surge of vibration rocked my core. A jagged bolt of electricity shot from the base of my spine straight to my brain.

I couldn't help it. My whole body shuddered violently, and my knees gave out.

I stumbled forward, collapsing right against Silas.

My hand landed directly between his thighs. I felt a thick, solid heat through his tactical trousers.

Wow. He was huge.

In that moment, I wanted nothing more than for him to pin me down and take me right there.

Silas gripped my waist with one hand to steady me.

The moment his broad, warm palm touched my skin, combined with the buzzing deep inside me, I nearly lost it. My body felt like it was on fire.

I clenched every muscle, trying to fight the overwhelming waves of sensation.

His hands began to move over my body, supposedly to correct my posture.

I felt like I was going to explode. If he kept touching me like this, I was going to lose control in front of everyone.

Finally, his hand pulled away, and I let out a shaky breath.

He held up the pink remote. Is this yours?

My classmates were all staring at the little device. Luckily, most of them were too naive to realize what it actually was.

I nodded weakly. Yes, its mine.

I expected him to hand it back, but his expression shifted.

No personal items allowed during training, he said, a wicked glint appearing in his eyes. Im confiscating this.

He shoved the remote into his pocket. The look he gave me was no longer just sternDit was predatory.

I tried to tell myself it was fine. Usually, those things timed out after a few minutes. I just had to survive the rest of the afternoon.

Chapter 2

Squat! Silas commanded as the drill continued.

We all dropped into a low squat in unison.

But at that exact moment, the vibration started again.

Because of the squatting position, my thighs pressed the toy deeper. It was pushing directly against my most sensitive spot.

This was the deepest, most vulnerable part of a woman.

The sensation was ten times stronger than before. It felt like the itch was buried deep in my marrow.

Every cell in my body felt like it was about to burst. My desire was spiraling out of control.

I gritted my teeth and tightened my muscles, but I couldn't fight it.

My legs finally failed me. I fell to my knees, hands braced on the ground, my hips arched high as the toy buzzed rhythmically inside me.

The position was incredibly compromising. I looked like I was begging for someone to take me from behind.

The remote was in Silass pocket. It shouldn't have turned on by itself. Was it malfunctioning?

I looked up at Silas and saw his hand shoved deep into his pocket.

He was secretly pressing the button!

The realization that he wanted to play this game made my blood boil with excitement.

Silas walked over to me, looking down with a mock scowl.

Macy Lane, what kind of stunt are you pulling now? Fall out!

I struggled to my feet, fighting the dizzying waves of pleasure, and walked over to him.

Instructor, I feel... unwell, I whispered, my voice thick with heat.

His voice remained harsh for the benefit of the class. Orientation is about building mental toughness. Can't handle a little discomfort? Give me thirty squats!

He left no room for argument. I had to perform the exercise right in front of my peers.

He watched me with a smirk that told me I was in trouble.

Sure enough, every time I lowered myself, he clicked the remote. My body would jerk from the shock.

When I stood back up, hed turn it off.

The rhythm he was forcing me into made it look exactly like I was... well, doing something else.

Faster! Increase the pace! he urged.

I had no choice but to follow his command, moving up and down rapidly.

With every dip, I felt more and more of myself slicking the toy.

Under the watchful eyes of the class, the shame only made me more aroused. I was dripping.

Silas watched me with a look of pure amusement.

20, 21, 22...

I counted in my head, praying for it to end.

My body was so tight it hurt. I was flushed and burning, feeling like I was on the verge of a total meltdown.

28, 29, 30!

I finally finished. I took a deep breath, my inner tension at its absolute peak.

When I looked at him, I noticed a very prominent tent in his trousers.

He wanted this just as much as I did.

Instructor, I need a bathroom break, I said, raising my hand.

He nodded curtly. Go.

I walked toward the restrooms with my legs squeezed together, trembling with every step.

I couldn't hold back anymore. I found a secluded stall in the back and fumbled with my clothes.

I reached down, desperate for relief.

The first touch brought a wave of pure ecstasy. My body finally began to relax.

Oh... yes... I couldn't help but moan softly.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of heavy footsteps.

I froze, heart leaping into my throat. I tried to pull my pants up, terrified of being caught.

I peeked through the gap in the door and saw a pair of boots. A man's boots!

The door swung open, and Silas stepped inside.

He looked at me, a dark, knowing smile on his face.

Don't hide. I already saw everything. Are you really that desperate, Macy?

I gasped in shock. How can you be in here? This is the women's room!

His tall frame towered over me. He slammed his hand against the wall next to my head, pinning me there.

Being this close to him made my knees go weak again.

What are you worried about? Everyone else is at the field. No one is coming.

My heart was racing like a trapped bird. Part of me was terrified, but a bigger part was screaming for him to touch me.

He pulled the remote from his pocket and dangled it in front of my face.

Youre quite the bold one, bringing a toy to boot camp. Thats very naughty behavior.

My face turned bright red. I felt exposed and vulnerable.

Its only because youre so handsome, Instructor...

Before I could finish, he jammed his thumb onto the remote. He stared directly into my eyes as I gasped.

Ah! Oh... God... I cried out, unable to hold back the sound.

I regretted everything and nothing all at once. My body was completely under his thumb.

He grabbed my waist and hauled me into a larger, private stall, locking the door behind us.

These stalls were floor-to-ceiling. No one could see in.

Youre such a little brat, aren't you? He grabbed me firmly, his grip strong. Trying to tease me in front of all those people.

I felt his hardness pressing against my stomach. It was hot and unyielding.

I... I didn't mean to, I whimpered.

He suddenly pulled off his belt. The leather made a sharp cracking sound as he slapped it against the palm of his hand.

Turn around. You made me suffer all afternoon. Now, its time for your punishment.

The threat of the belt made my skin prickle, but the craving inside me only grew.

I turned around and leaned against the cold tile wall.

Silas grabbed the waistband of my shorts and yanked them down, exposing my backside to the cool air.

Gorgeous, he muttered, squeezing my flesh.

He ran a finger along my center, exploring the heat.

Suddenly, I felt a sharp tug. He reached inside and pulled the purple toy out of me.

It was covered in my slickness. Silas held it up and actually took a deep sniff.

Do you prefer toys, or do you prefer men?

I was shaking so hard I could barely stand. The shame was intoxicating.

I... I like a man who takes what he wants, I whispered.

Silas let out a low, hungry growl. Then let me show you what a real man does. Hands on the wall. Hips up!

He brought the belt down across my rear with a sharp crack.

It stung like fire, but it sent a jolt of pure adrenaline through my system. I arched my back, presenting myself to him, waiting for the storm to break...