His fingers slip beneath the lace of my knickers and I cringe—not at his touch—my body welcomes it, but he’s about to catch me in a lie. He moves tortuously slowly as though drawing out the moment for maximum suspense. My skin tingles with anticipation. The muscles of my core clamp and spasm, desperate to be filled. I clench my teeth, wishing my body would understand he’s about to add to our punishment. Professor Segul’s fingers slide over my slippery folds, only for him to pause. “Miss Stahl?” Butterflies flutter in my stomach because even they know what will happen next. I whisper, “Yes,
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