Free Web NovelChapter 151: The Treaty of Privilege checks
Anna crept down the stairs, to find Maria still in the living room, grading papers.
"If you’re looking for your father, he went to his home office to finish some paperwork," said Maria, as she continued to grade papers.
"Is there anything to eat?" asked Anna.
"There are cucumbers and mint sauce in the fridge. Knock yourself out," said Maria, not looking at Anna.
Anna approached her, and stood resolutely in front of Maria. freēwebnovel.com
"Ms. Washington. I’ll say this just once. Back off. I don’t want you dating my dad," she said, firmly.
Maria looked up, and saw the fire in Anna’s eyes.
"Why?" she asked.
"Because I don’t like you. Sure, I started to follow what Ms. Petra says to become her teacher’s pet. But now I realize I like it. And you don’t share the same views. In fact, you’re the opposite. Just like Mikaela," said Anna.
"You still like Mikaela," pointed out Maria.
"I like to mess with her now. I can’t do that with you, so back off," said Anna.
"I see. Well, I can’t force you to like me, and while I am interested in your father, I don’t want to come between you and him. So I won’t ask him out, but I will not refuse his advances. Do we understand each other, Ms. Stanislaus?" asked Maria.
"In that case, go fix me something to eat," snapped Anna, flopping down on the living room couch.
Maria was trying to figure out a proper response, when Stefan entered the living room, carrying a plate of sandwiches.
"Anna, here. Vegan sandwiches," he said, handing Anna the plate.
Anna took it cautiously.
"Finish up, then go to your room," said Stefan.
"D-dad?" asked Anna, taken aback by his tone.
"I heard every word, and I’m very angry and disappointed in you. So, finish up and go to your room," said Stefan.
Tears began to roll down Anna’s cheeks, as she finished her sandwich.
"Crying will only make it worse. Now get out of my sight," said Stefan.
Anna fled up the stairs.
"That was a little harsh," said Maria softly.
"It was a mistake on my part to allow Anna to meet Annette outside a school context. I won’t be making that mistake again," said Stefan.
"Still, I said I’m not coming between you and Anna," said Maria, now feeling guilty.
"You’re not. I’m the one who asked you here, remember? Anna has to learn that I have my own damn life, and I need to move on," growled Stefan.
"I-in that case, I’m going to check in on her," said Maria, trying to hide her blush.
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"Anna? It’s me. Can we talk?" asked Maria, from outside Anna’s bedroom door.
After several long moments, Anna opened her bedroom door.
"What?" she asked, her eyes red from crying.
"We got off on the wrong foot. Let’s try again shall we?" asked Maria.
"No, we didn’t. I saw how you were at Thanksgiving. You didn’t have Ms. Petra’s back at all. Even though she invited you," said Anna.
"Has it ever occurred to you that Ms. Petra might be wrong about some things? She’s only human after all," said Maria, padding into the bedroom and sitting on the edge of Anna’s bed.
"Did we see the same thing? Ms. Petra was outnumbered! Of course things would go out of hand, with Mikaela being the spoiled little bitch that she is!" snapped Anna.
"And what makes you think you’re better than she is?" asked Maria.
"Let’s see. I’m a vegan, I don’t go around pining for fast cars, and I’m checking my privilege!" said Anna.
"Checking your privilege, is it? Two can play that game. I’m Black, you’re White. And five minutes ago, you just treated me like a servant by demanding I get you something to eat. Sure, I might be an adult, but you didn’t ask with respect, or with manners," said Maria.
"That’s not how it works! You’re a teacher, and a pretty one at that! Not to mention that dress of yours looks pretty high-class and not street-style!" snapped Anna.
"Oh so if I was wearing a maid outfit you’d have behaved differently?" asked Maria.
"And if you were fat," said Anna.
Maria burst out laughing despite herself.
"What’s so funny!" demanded Anna.
"I-I’m sorry. That was just the most age-appropriate thing you just said. It took me by surprise," said Maria, trying to stop her giggles.
She took a deep breath, and smiled at Anna.
"Anna. I’m not trying to steal your dad, or replace anyone, OK? I get why you don’t want me around, but I’m not like Mikaela or even Ms. Petra. How about we try to get to know one another first?" said Maria, holding out her arms.
"I’m not hugging you, but fine. I’ll let you sleep over once in a while," said Anna, folding her arms.
"How about we shake on it then?" asked Maria, holding out her hand.
"Fine," said Anna, shaking Maria’s hand.
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"Well?" asked Stefan, as Maria came back down the stairs.
"I agree that Annette is a bad influence on her, but she’s still 10, She isn’t too far gone, but you need to get her to be able to enjoy things without attaching politics to them," said Maria.
"Easier said than done. But I think I have a few ideas," said Stefan.
"She might talk like one of those progressives, but her understanding of the things she’s saying is very much that of a child’s. When I was debating the privilege checking thing with her, she said I didn’t have it because I didn’t look like a fat mammy, or a street thug" chuckled Maria.
"That’s exactly what even those idiot adults think. Social justice started with good intentions, but it has now morphed into just another form of posturing and clout chasing," said Stefan.
Maria blinked, but then slowly nodded.
"I... I see where you’re coming from. And unfortunately I found out the hard way myself. Still, Anna’s views can be dealt with, so don’t give up on her," she said.
"I haven’t. Anyway, it’s getting late. I’ll show you to your room," said Stefan, but Maria grabbed his hand, and moved close to him.
"I know that you said earlier that this wasn’t a booty call. But I’m a woman with needs too," she said blushing furiously.
"I must warn you, Ms. Washington. I’m not a one-night stand guy. You’re offering means a commitment. And I don’t take kindly to being dumped," said Stefan, lifting her chin with his finger to make her look into his eyes.
"I understand, sir," whispered Maria, feeling weak at the knees, as Stefan pulled her close.
"Do you now? Then, don’t say I didn’t war you," growled Stefan, as he captured her lips in a fierce kiss.
Maria melted into the heat of his passion, moaning as Stefan’s teeth sunk into her lower lip.
"Eeep!" she squeaked, as Stefan, effortlessly swept her off her feet, and started to carry her up his sweeping staircase.
At thrill ran through her as he tossed her onto his massive four-poster bed.
"M-Master Stefan, would you beat me with that belt please?" she asked, as Stefan removed his belt.
"What?" asked Stefan, freezing up.
Maria blushed furiously, thankful for her ebony skin that muted how red her face was.
"W-when you threatened Anna with that, it awoke my submissive side. I... I would like you to do it, please," she said.
"Fine, what is your safe-word?" asked Stefan.
"Red," said Maria.
"You asked for this," growled Stefan, looping the belt into a shorter strap, and then pouncing onto the bed.
Maria’s breath hitched, as Stefan pulled her across his lap, flipped the hem of her dress over her back, and pulled down her pantyhose.
"Somebody has been a very naughty girl," he growled, observing her lack of panties beneath her pantyhose.
"T-that hose is thick enough, sir," said Maria, and then let out a yelp, as Stefan brought the belt down hard on her round, ebony ass.
"That’s no excuse! You’re around children! I know I asked you out today, but are you seriously telling me that you were walking around commando all day?" demanded Stefan, landing hard strokes on her ass and upper thighs.
"No sir, I removed them in the bathroom before I came back down," sniffled Maria, as her ass and thighs burned from the belting.
"I see. So you’ve been planning this," said Stefan, tossing the belt aside and pulling her into his arms.
"Yes, sir. I have a good eye for assessing dominants, and I knew you were one, or at least had the potential to be one," said Maria, snuggling into him as her tears subsided.
"Was that OK? I didn’t go too far right?" asked Stefan.
Maria shook her head.
"That was perfect, sir. Now let me thank you," she said, and crawled down to his crotch.
She quickly freed his erection, and started sucking on it.
Stefan moaned in pleasure as he felt her warm and moist mouth work its magic.
He quickly shrugged out of his jacket and shirt.
"Feed me your seed, Master," said Maria, and started to suck on him with renewed vigor.
With a growl, Stefan ejaculated, and Maria eagerly swallowed his fluids, before licking him clean.
"My turn," growled Stefan, and pulled Maria up to the headboard.
He unzipped her dress, and pulled it off her.
He then used his tie to secure her wrists to the nearest bed pole, and then pulled her pantyhose right off her.
Maria squirmed nervously in her lacy black bra, as Stefan crawled like a hungry wolf between her legs.
She moaned as Stefan started to lick her sensitive labia.
"Master Stanislaus!" she mewled as she writhed and squirmed under the deft flicks of Stefan’s tongue on her clit.
Stefan stopped licking, and positioned himself above her.
"You’re mine now," he growled, and thrust into her.
"Aaah!" cried Maria as Stefan started to pound in and out of her.
She felt her climax rapidly approaching, as her hands struggled against the tie that bound her to the bedpost.
"Master, I’m going to..." she panted.
"Go ahead. Show me!" growled Stefan as he picked up the pace.
With a cry they both climaxed.
Still panting, Stefan released Maria, and pulled her close.
"So, the straight-laced teacher is into BDSM? The world is full of surprises," he chuckled as Maria came down from her orgasm,
"Sexual preferences have nothing to do with professional obligations," said Maria, a little stiffly.
"I know. Sleep well, my pet. We have a long day ahead of us," said Stefan, turning off the lights, as Maria snuggled next to him.
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"You went and did it, didn’t you?" asked Anna, as she entered the kitchen to find Maria chopping vegetables.
"What ever I did or didn’t do, isn’t any of your business," said Maria.
"It is my business if you barge into my house, sleep with my dad, and chop veggies in my kitchen," growled Anna.
"Possessive this morning, are we? Like I said last night. I’m not here to replace or steal anyone, so relax," said Maria, reassuringly.
"What is that you’re cooking anyway?" asked Anna, still looking suspiciously at Maria.
"Fried tofu with bell peppers and mushrooms, paired with toast for your breakfast," said Maria, tossing the vegetables into a frying pan.
"Hmm, OK. At least you’re not forcing meat on me," said Anna.
"You two are behaving today?" asked Stefan as he came down the stairs.
"Yes," replied both Anna and Maria in unison, with Maria blushing at the sight of Stefan in his jeans and sport coat.
"Well, the agenda for today is I drive Ms. Washington to school so that she can hand in her graded papers, then drop her off home. Unless you’ve decided to be civil and want to spend more time with her," said Stefan.
"That sounds good. She can come over for Christmas," said Anna.
"Well then. Ready to leave Maria?" asked Stefan.
"Y-yes, a-and I’d prefer it if you called me Ms. Washington," said Maria, squirming.
"Ugh! Get a room you two!" snapped Anna.
"Well then, Ms. Washington, are you ready to leave?" asked Stefan, ignoring Anna’s outburst.
"A-after breakfast," said Maria, turning off the stove and plating the fried tofu and mushrooms.
She took a deep breath to compose herself, and brought the plates to the dining table. freewebnσvel.cøm
"A herbivore breakfast eh?" asked Stefan, picking at the fried tofu.
"Try it, Mr. Stanislaus," said Maria.
"Mmm! Delicious," said Stefan, taking a bite, and savoring the succulent tofu drenched in soy sauce, and the umami from the mushrooms.
"Ms. Petra’s is better," said Anna.
"Mikaela might disagree with you on that," chuckled Stefan.
"Hey, I’m the only one here who tasted Ms. Petra’s tofu on Thanksgiving. So I can say hers was better," said Anna.
"Not true, I had some as well, but I agree. Ms. Petra isn’t all that bad when it comes to cooking," said Maria, trying to head off another argument.
Stefan bit his tongue, and decided to keep the peace.
