Teacher is blackmailed into fulfilling his fantasy.
Enjoy..*
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I forced myself to slow my breathing and waited by Ms. Brown's desk after the rest of the class left. Unsurprisingly, I was nervous.
"Something for you to look at, Miss," I said as I dropped the folder on her desk.
She gave me a typically good-natured smile and opened the package. Her breath caught as she flicked through the photographs one by one.
As a member of the photographic club I'd been on duty taking pictures at an evening school function. Bored, I'd wandered through the administrative area of the school, deserted at that time of night. That's where I'd heard the groaning from the headmaster's study. That's where I'd surreptitiously taken four pictures of Ms. Brown kneeling between the headmaster's legs.
