A frisson of fear hit me as I approached the front door and saw a brown manila envelope lying on the mat. Tearing it open anxiously, I pulled out an athletic support and a short, typed note.
Frozen in abject shame and horror, I stood with my trousers round my ankles and my shirt hitched up to expose my armpits, gazing glassily at Richard, himself clad only in a pair of navy-blue baggy cotton boxer shorts. Three other figures kitted out in similar vein to my sinister whisperer, and in black from head to foot, entered the room behind Ric
[In Part One, staid English schoolmaster Alan Watson, old beyond his thirty years, unwisely accepted an invitation to his pupil’s eighteenth birthday party. During some rumbustious horseplay, handsome student, Richard Mayhew, was stripped naked and hurled into the swimming pool. Teacher Alan, who shared the same birthday, was similarly stripped to
A young and rather naive schoolmaster falls for one of his students, and is subsequently compromised and blackmailed into demeaning, degrading and humiliating situations by them.
Mr Proudfoot then took me into his master bedroom, which was en-suite of course, and even had a walk-in dressing room cum wardrobe area. The bed alone was big enough to sleep six! I stood there, taking it all in, when he handed me a black silk bow tie. I took it and looked at him.