Articulate student punishment

[rustywilliams]

The professor sat down at his desk and picked up the phone. Once again it was necsaary for him to summon one of his students for a lecture.
He didn't demand a lot of his students. But when they did not meet his standards, obviously some discipline was called for.
He gave his secretary the name of the girl he needed to see, and put down the phone.
His turned away from his desk to look out of the window.
If only these students would understand that what he asked of them wasn't much; to be attentive when he spoke them and to express themselves in an articulate and imaginative way. And half the girls who came to his study didn't begin to understand this.
"Oh, well," he thought, as he swung his chair back to face his desk, "Perhaps this one will be different."

 

[sierrahughes]

Sierra was an attentive, conscientious, and some may even say reserved student. She did all her coursework, never spoke out of line, and seldom offered her opinion unless it was specifically required for her to do so.

And she was a completely different person outside the classroom.

When she received a call from the Professor's secretary, her first expression, known only to herself as she turned away from her friends, was a slight smile. She respectfully agreed to meet the Professor at his office within the next half hour, and promptly excused herself from lunch. For some reason, she lied about having to pick up something from the department library.

 

[rustywilliams]

He had found himself watching her in class, following her every movement.
Each time after he had seen her, he would begin imagining the shape of her breasts, the color of her nipples, how her ass would look were she to bend over in front of him..
And he couldn't keep her out of his thoughts.
He vacilated between irritation with himself for even considering risking his career in this way, and a desire to simply let go and completey disregard such concerns.
He had already called to tell a teammate he wouldn't be at rugby practice tonight. He might even lose his place in the team this week-end, but right now he didn't give a damn.
He picked up the book that lay in front of him on his desk and tried to read, all the while listening for her knock on the door.

 

[sierrahughes]

Sierra stopped short at the door to the Professor's office. It wasn't something that she was scheming, but definitely something she had thought about quite a fair bit. After all, there must be an explanation for the photograph she carried around in her bag all this time. It was, given the right opportunity, a gift she had meant for the Professor.

But this wasn't the right time, yet.

Sierra knocked on the door, hoping that this would open up a new chapter to the teacher-student relationship she had with the Professor.

 

[rustywilliams]

"Come in," he said.
He leaned back in his chair as she entered.
He felt his penis stir in his pants at the sight of her.
Looking up at the clock, he saw it was already noon and he had commitments that afternoon.
He decided to be stern with her, and instructed her to stand beside his desk while he looked for some papers.
As he flipped through a pile of manilla folders he glanced over at her short skirt and wonderful breasts.

 

[sensual_woman]

Emily has been Professor Andrews assistant since her freshman year. She knew all to well from her first encounter how the Professor punished his students. Funny but the only students to ever grace his office where the small petite one.

Emily stood 5'5" tall and weighed 115 pounds. Her blonde hair and green eyes stood out in contrast to her deeply tanned body. She was dressed in the manner the Professor Andrews demanded since her first encounter. She wore a short skirt with a plunging neckline blouse. She wore no nylons.

She sat dutifully at the small desk across from his. She knew it was positioned this way for a reason.

She closed the laptop as his "come in" ushered Sierra into the office.

 

[rustywilliams]

He didn't bother looking across to see what Emily was doing.
He knew only too well that she would be inspecting Sierra's body as attentively as he did.
It was Emily who he dispatched to buy him a paddle a few months ago; she was the one who locked the door when it was necessary.

 

[sensual_woman]

Emily let a small gasp escape her body as Sierra's body came into full view within the small office.

Sierra stood all of 5'2" tall. Dripping wet she couldn't have weighed more than 100 pounds, 105 tops. She wore her hair pulled back but could tell it was quite long and wavy when released. She saw the black rimmed glasses she wore which could not hide the penetrating sky blue eyes. She stood there a bit nervously.

Emily glanced over at Andy as she was allowed to call him when alone. She remembered the first time with him: "Emily come over here for some Andy candy" Innocently she walked over expecting some of her favorite chocolate truffles she enjoyed. My smile turned to a quizzical look as I was greeted by your massive cock protruding from your pants. Looking stunned my stares when from your throbbing cock to the smirking smile on your face. Patting the chair you pulled up next to yours you beckoned me over. Sitting down I diverted my eyes from your swollen cock and tears began to well up. I knew what you wanted. "How much do you enjoy your position here Emily?" Before being able to offer my response I feel your powerful hands force my head into your lap. I feel your cock being offered to my clinched lips. Realizing no way out I grudgingly open my mouth and accept your swollen cock...

"Ms Brown?". Your reprimanding voice brings me back to the present. Taking my eyes of Sierra I look to you and see your eyes glancing to the door.

Dutifully I leave my desk and walk over and lock the office door, pulling the shades in the process. I walked past Sierra and drank in a brief whiff of her tantalizing perfume.

 

[rustywilliams]

The professor was even sterner with his secretary that he was with his students.
On one occasion he made he keep a dildo inside her an entire afternoon as punishment for some failing or another. And he had insisted on her presenting herself to be examined at least twice to ensure she had no surreptitiously removed it from her body.

 

[rustywilliams]

He watched Emily as she walked across the room, saw her pick up the paddle from the window sill. He wondered if Sierra intended to give him what he needed voluntary, or if he would have to insist upon it.

 

[rustywilliams]

There had been another occasion when he had needed Emily to take care of him, as as usual, she was reluctant.
He had become aroused by her as she worked near to him, so he had sat down on her office chair - it was better than his because it had no arms, and besides it was right beside the door, so he could lock it with ease -- and had unzipped himself allowing his stiff aching cock to jut free.
She had looked at him uncertainly.
"Come and sit on my knee," he had said, and she had insisted on sitting right on his knees, as far as possible from his raging hard-on.
He had slipped his hands underneath her, pulled her panties down to the tops of her thighs, then scooped her up and lowered her onto his erection.
Even then, her lips were pressed together so snugly that the fat rounded head could find no way in. He had had to grasp the cheeks of her ass and pull them apart and open up her gash, and then his swollen prick found its way between her lips. When he had felt the wetness of her cunt-hole around the tip of his cock, he lowered her down, forcing it up inside her. He could still recall her delicious tightness.

 

[sensual_woman]

Emily in her Junior year learned the hard way to interpret her professors eyes. She walked over and placed the paddle in her right hand. Glancing over to Sierra, she watched the expression on her face turn to terror. Emily smiled and twirled the paddle in her hand as she slowly walked to Sierra.

Standing in front of her, Emily glanced at Sierra from head to toe in an approving eye, this not lost on the Professor's penetrating stare. Emily saw that Sierra wore a tight blouse that strained against her firm breasts. Emily's heart skipped a beat when she saw the nipples grow erect beneath Sierra's blouse. Reaching out Emily took the top button and flicked it open. Sierra started to back away but froze in place when she felt the stinging slap of the paddle as it solidly strikes her bum. Emily continues to unbutton the top three buttons, revealing Sierra's cleavage. Emily is satisfied that the Professor will be pleased with what will great him.

Emily's attention is drawn to the white skirt gracing the contours of Sierra's hour glass figure. Taking the paddle, Emily slowly lifts the skirt to reveal Sierra in pink panties. Shacking her head she knows the Professor disapproves of any under garments touching the skin of his chosen few.

Tucking the paddle under her arm, Emily kneels before Sierra and slowly slides the skirt up over her hips. Emily gingerly and slowly brings the panties down past Sierra's pubic region. Emily holds her breath as the silky fabric passes the young rose bud of Sierra. Emily lets out a slow gasp as she sees that Sierra is shaven smooth, a requirement of the Professor. Emily continues to slide Sierra's panties to the floor and tosses them to the side as she steps out of them.

Emily looks up at Sierra's staring eyes. With her back to the Professor Emily begins to force Sierra's legs apart. Complying, Emily watches as Sierra's shaven pussy is revealed to her. Stroking it, Emily does not feel a trace of stubble, another item that will surely please the Professor.

Emily quickly places her tongue between Sierra's legs and begins licking the sweetness of her womanhood. The paddle falls to the floor as Emily's tongue slides between the glistening lips. Emily is intent on licking up all of this freshmans sweet offerings that she does not realize the paddle being picked up off the floor.

"EMILY!!!!" is all she hears before the paddle swiftly strikes her bottom not once but twice. The stinging blows jerks Emily's head back and she sees the anger oozing from the Professors eyes.

"Stand up you whore" he commands. Immediately she complies and assumes the well learned position. She places her hands over her head and strains her body, thus forcing her 36C breasts to jut out. She feels the punishing stings as the Professors rains down blow after blow on her breasts. Each blow expertly delivered to insure every square inch of her breasts are punished.

Satisfied the Professor smiles at the whimpering form as she retreats to her desk.

 

[rustywilliams]

He watched Emily retreat to her desk, then turns towards Sierra, who has not moved, but stands quite still, her eyes downcast.
He reached under her skirt and, finding her cunt lips, still wet with Emily's saliva, he slips a finger between them, exploring her slit, toying with her inner lips, before sliding his finger up into her body.

 

[sensual_woman]

Emily obediently returned to her position behind her desk while the Professor began his initiation of Sierra. Emily closely observed Sierra for any hints of wavering. So far she was being a good girl. She did not move from her position. As the Professor turned to her she cast her eyes to the floor, showing her willingness to submit to Professor Andy. Emily smiled and nodded approvingly, remembering the initiation she had to endure two years ago. She recalled what the Professor whispered in her ear as be controlled and took her apart piece by piece. Stripping her of all her dignity and innocence.

You are a lovely little whore aren't you Emily? he breathed into her ear as the student who then occupied the chair she now in looked on.

Cry out and this paddle will hurt much more than it should. Emily shuddered at what he meant by that statement.

You are a worthless cunt like the rest of them aren't you?. Fearing the tone in his voice Emily simply uttered "Yes Professor"

I own this fucking university whore. I chair the Student Academic Review Committee. One word from me and you are out on your ears cunt.

I also co-chair every council on this campus having to do with student activity.

My suggestions to them become policy. I suggest you think about that if you have any thought of taking this outside this office.
I u...un..understand Professor Emily sobbed out as her violation continued.


Emily dear? Professor Andrews purred, refocusing Emily on the events before her.

Emily watched as the Professor pushed Sierra towards his desk stopping her directly in front of it. Emily knew the procedure. She moved her chair out and into plain view of the professor and Sierra. Emily removed her blouse and skirt and sat on the very edge of her chair and leaned back. The Professor smiled as Emily began to finger her pussy, pushing her long, slender fingers deeper inside her.

She watched as the Professor bent Sierra over and began whispering into her ear what she surely knew were the exact same words that greeted her. Emily watched as he took fingers full of vasoline and began working it forcefully into Sierra's bum. She watched as her skirt was hiked further and further over her hips. Emily noticed that her nipples were growing harder with every inch of Sierra that was being exposed. Emily began ramming her fingers faster inside her wetness.

Emily's eyes diverted to the floor but could still see what was happening to Sierra. She watched as the handle of the paddle began to disappear inside Sierra's bum. Sierra tensed as she felt the pressure of the handle penetrating her. She watched as the Professor held her head down oh his desk while he shoved the handle deeper and deeper inside her.

relax Sierra, just relax honey Emily whispered to herself.

As if she had heard Emily, Sierra began to relax as the Professor continued to push the handle inside her bum while his other hand continued probing per pussy deeper and deeper. From personal experience Emily is sure Sierra is now enduring 3 fingers slamming between her swollen lips.

Emily watches as the Professor removes his hand from the paddle protruding from Sierra's bum and retrieves a box from his desk drawer. Tossing them on the table Emily notices the familiar weighted nipple clamps that will soon join the initiation of Sierra.

Emily's body shudders with one of many orgasms as she remembers the joyful sensations that wracked her body as the Professor adjusted the vibrating clamps as they were tightened onto her nipples in earlier session.

 

[rustywilliams]

The professor glanced over at Emily; she was fingering herself wildly, obviously deep in her own erotic fantasy. Sierra watched her, wide-eyed, the professor's fingers still inside her.
He chuckled. He enjoyed having a secretary whose sexual appetites were out of control. He had had to discipline her on so many occasions he had lost count.
He turned his attention back to Sierra, aware of the delicious wetness surrounding his fingers.
"Now, Sierra. I understand that you would like to earn a higher grade for this semester. Do you have any idea how we can make that happen?"

 

[sensual_woman]

Emily continued to drive her finger's deeper within her womanhood. he look of approval written all over the professors face. Emily managed a week smile as her body wanted to simply cave in with the orgasm she knew was there, ready to burst forward. She knew the anger Professor Andrews's would exhibit if Emily's orgasm upstaged his. Emily and Sierra locked eyes which stirred Emily's deep desires more. Emily thought to herself what a magnificent body Sierra had. She knew the professor will eventually mate them together, when he felt we both deserved each other.

Emily draped her naked legs over the arms of the chair in order to penetrate herself more deeply as she watched the professor work on Sierra's pussy. She watched as the professors slick and slippery fingers continued to extract wetness from within Sierra with each forceful plunge. Emily saw that Sierra's nipples where hard and erect, not unnoticed was the juices beginning to gently flow from between Sierra's legs.

Emily softly moaned at the sight and began to feel her insides twitching. Something the professor could do to her without himself penetrating her.


He chuckled. He enjoyed having a secretary whose sexual appetites were out of control. He had had to discipline her on so many occasions he had lost count.
He turned his attention back to Sierra, aware of the delicious wetness surrounding his fingers.
"Now, Sierra. I understand that you would like to earn a higher grade for this semester. Do you have any idea how we can make that happen?"