Earning Extra Credit (closed)

[minxwife]

Briar felt like a whore as she accepted the money from Trask. She left his office without saying a word, feeling humiliated. She felt her underwear and stockings soaking from her wetness, a reminder of what she was made to do tonight. She felt like burning all her clothes whenever she encountered Trask, he made her feel that dirty.

Her week bore on and she managed to make it to all her classes and get back into the good graces of the sorority. Sunday morning, all her classwork finished and having heard nothing from the sorority, Briar made her way to the lingerie store Trask had recommended her.

She entered the front door and made her way to the counter, nervously. "Hello, I need someone to fit me for a new bra?" The sales assistant turned to Briar and in a clipped voice motioned her over towards the change rooms. "This way, dear. Stand up straight and take off your shirt."

Briar removed her shirt and folded her arms across her chest, slouching. The assistant pulled her arms down and straightened her posture. "There you go, you look much nicer when you stand straight. Here, let me measure you." She measured Briar, scribbling some notes on a pad of paper.

When she finished, she handed it to the tiny blonde. "34DD. You'll find your size on that rack by the door." She left Briar to browse. Briar tried to think like Trask. She selected neutral colours, black, white, nude. Lacy, satin and slight patterns. She selected a couple of tshirt bras as well. She trailed around the store for a while, selecting matching panties and thongs.

The same assistant who measured Briar rung her up. "I take it you have a new boyfriend, maybe a little older?" she asked the young woman in front of her. Briar blushed and yelled out a "No!" She threw the money down on the counter and stormed out. Shopping over, she grabbed herself some lunch and went back to her dorm to mope.

The next day was Briar's first waxing appointment. The beautician had been waiting for her and knew what Trask liked on women. Briar made nervous small chat with her while the lady ripped off her hair. She winced in pain as the hot wax was applied and removed with the slip of a wrist. "Don't forget to leave a little patch of hair, please," she asked the waxer. She admired herself in the mirror. She didn't love the hair patch and hoped the sisters wouldn't see it.

She limped out of the salon and started planning the day ahead of her. English class had been cancelled, an email she received earlier had stated. No Microeconomics on Tuesdays. She had a free day besides meeting Trask at 5. Briar made her way to a frat party.

Briar woke at midday and decided to primp a little, getting ready for her meeting. Trask was getting to her, getting in her head and she didn't like it. After she showered and applied some makeup, Briar curled her hair. She hadn't had the luxury of curling her hair since before she started uni.

She wore a cream satin triangle bra with matching underwear. Blue jeans, a blue and white striped peplum top and a light blue boyfriend cardigan, matched with cream flats. She looked presentable, she thought, but was sure Trask would knock something about her outfit.

This time, feeling more confident she made her way to see the Professor. She rapped loudly on the door to his office and called out. "Professor Trask? It's Briar. Sorry, I'm a little early today. Can I come in?"

 

[saedo]

Trask used the arousal from Briar's performance on Friday to fuel his own libido that weekend. Overruling his wife's objections, he stated himself repeatedly that evening. She spent the rest of the weekend complaining how sore she was.

Trask had never been one to trust implicitly. He called the shop Monday to verify that an extremely busty blonde had visited over the weekend. Unfortunately, since the shop catered to clientele with unusual sizes, such a description scarcely narrowed the field.

Still, he was ultimately able to provide sufficient descriptors to identify Briar, explaining that he was her boyfriend and wanted to purchase a gift for her. "Oh yes, lovely girl," confirmed the shop matron. "Not too bright, though. Kept trying to stuff herself into sizes too small. Apparently her friends had her convinced only fat women wore sizes larger than DD. Not sure she quite got it straight in her head."

Trask paled slightly when the matron gave Briar's true size as the blood drained into his groin. He'd never realized the bra alphabet went that high. He directed the matron to make a few more selections - he trusted her taste above Briar's - and gave her his credit card.

Trask found himself still thinking about Briar's chest when she appeared as scheduled on Tuesday. He beckoned her into his office, staring unabashedly at her breasts. He was being rude, but he certainly didn't care.

"Let's get to the floor show, " he directed.. " Start with the trip to the lingerie shop. Then show me your salon treatment."

 

[minxwife]

Briar felt a little more confident as she stepped into Trask's office, until she noticed him staring at her chest. She crossed her arms self consciously and glared at him.

"What, you're not going to make any snarky comments about my clothes today? I spent all afternoon dressing myself nicely, looking like a library student and you just want me to strip off? I should have just come wearing underwear and a trenchcoat!"

She slowly took off her cardigan and folded it, placing it on the back of the chair. She kept eye contact with Trask the whole time, feeling nervous about talking so assertively to him, hoping she wouldn't get in trouble for acting like this.

She removed her shoes and jeans, offering a glimpse of cream material covering her butt before straightening up. Briar unzipped her top and laid it flat on top of her other clothes. She stood before Trask, wearing nothing but her new lingerie, the cream colour of the bra and panties complementing her slightly tanned skin. She had chosen panties instead of a thong today because it suit the set better.

She spun around awkwardly to show Trask the full set and spoke. "If you want to see my wax job, you'll have to pull my underwear down yourself. It looks terrible, I don't like the patch of hair she had to leave behind."

 

[saedo]

Trask smiled as her lingerie-clad body swung into view. Good Lord, her tits really were huge. Even in a bra, there was acres of flesh on display.

If you want to see my wax job, you'll have to pull my underwear down yourself. It looks terrible, I don't like the patch of hair she had to leave behind."

His smile faded. Trask crossed the room in seconds. With a hand on her shoulder, he used his greater mass to make her backpedal. When she backed against the wall, he stood close enough for her breasts to brush against his chest.

"Impudent bitch. Don't refuse me," he snarled. "You belong to me now."

A malicious grin crossed his face. His right hand slipped between her thighs and cupped her crotch. "This belongs to me now," he declared, squeezing her pussy enough to make her squeak.

He stepped back to give himself a better view as he tore her panties down to mid-thigh. Her vulva gleamed with smoothness, save for the slender strip of hair running up the center. Trask nodded appreciatively. "Bare pussies are for 12 year-old girls and porn stars. A real woman has hair."

Trask spun Briar around swiftly and bent her slightly forward. Without warning, he spanked her twice - once on each cheek. Her round ass quivered nicely. He spun her around to face him and wagged his finger at her. "That's for showing disrespect."

Trask released her and strode back to his chair. He unfastened his belt and let him trousers drop. His cock had been tenting the fabric since her strip tease, so it sprang forth eagerly.

Trask sat and opened a drawer. He withdrew a bottle of baby oil and tossed it to Briar. "Lube yourself up with that. Today you're going to titty fuck me."

 

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Briar fumbled with the bottle a couple of times and caught it. Athleticism wasn't her strong suit and she was now bundled with nerves. She also regretted getting cocky with Trask, her cheeks smarting from the discipline she had been given.

She tugged her underwear down and approached Trask gingerly, her heart racing. She got on her knees between Trask's legs and unclasped her bra. Her breasts sprang free and she placed her bra on his desk.

She applied a liberal amount of the baby oil to her breasts and rubbed it on and around her skin, making her skin all slippery and shiny. She held her breasts together which was not an easy task, as they would slip out of her grasp.

Briar moved closer to Trask and lifted her massive breasts over his raging erection, feeling it slip between her cleavage and thrust up towards her throat. She didn't expect his cock to rub that fast and she found she enjoyed it.

She slid her breasts up and this time as she lowered herself back onto Trask's cock, she licked the tip as it came sliding back towards her mouth.

 

[saedo]

Trask watched
witheager anticipation as Briar greased up her breasts. Each hefty orb glistened invitingly with the baby oil.

He grunted softly as the firm slick flesh engulfed his cock. "Yes, that's it. Now pump me nice and slow."

Briar did as directed. Holding onto her slippery mounds proved tricky initially, but she soon established a steady rhythm. Soon she was even teasing the tip of the glans as it popped out from between her cleavage.

"Oh, you can do better than that," he smirked. Trask grabbed the back of Briar's head and forced it down. The next time the swollen cock head popped free of her breasts, it slipped between her pink lips. Her cheeks bowed outwards around the thick crown.

"That a girl," he praised. "Take it. Take it." Trask began forcing her lower, till his cock was brushing the back of Briar's mouth with each thrust. He could feel his lust pushing towards the brink; it would not be long now.

 

[minxwife]

She kept a steady pace as she moved her large breasts over Trask's cock. Briar felt her mouth fill with Trask's cock every time he thrust up. His hand was holding her head down again and she was getting a headache from the downward pressure.

She felt Trask change his body language and he took over pumping himself through her breasts and into her mouth, all Briar could do was take it. His thrusts into her mouth were violent and kept hitting the roof of her mouth.

She hoped he was going to cum soon, she couldn't take it any longer.

 

[saedo]

Trask didn't bother with a warning this time. The silly cow should know by now the impending signs. Plus, watching her splutter was amusing.

He made sure the first jet exploded when his cock head was fully ensconced within her mouth. He kept her head forcibly bent, precluding her from withdrawing. She could only mumble her protests around the huge mouthful.

Beyond that, he was lost to his orgasmic bliss. Thick globs jetted out of him as his cock pumped and pumped. He closed his eyes as the delicious sensation washed over him.

 

[minxwife]

Briar gagged as she took Trask's load for the second time ever. The angle her head was on was uncomfortable but she didn't dare move. She also didn't want to risk removing her hands from her breasts in case she was reprimanded.

This time she was anticipating a mouthful of Trask's seed and she swallowed as much as she could. She choked a little and coughed, making a mess inside her mouth. As she felt her professor finish unloading inside her mouth, she swallowed what she could, a little white trickle escaping from the corner of her mouth.

Briar stayed on her knees, oily, used breasts held together and head bowed in Trask's lap, waiting for his next instructions. Her blonde hair was messed up and she was naked and shaking from the embarrassment she felt. Her eyes teared up again and she tried not to cry, hoping Trask wouldn't see her body move with silent sobs.

 

[saedo]

When Trask had recovered from his climax, he blissfully regarded his student. "God, you're a mess," he declared. "Still can't swallow it all."

" Stand up," he directed. Not willing to wait, he grabbed her by her upper arm and hauled her upwards. He grinned as her lower body rose into view..

"What a little slut you are," he teased. "Look how wet your pussy is just from sucking my dick." His fingers traced along her puffy lips, which glistened with her juices. "You're just aching to stuff yourself with my cock, aren't you
?"

He let her stew a moment before dismissing the notion. "Not tonight, little girl. I've got dinner plans to get to. You're going to have to wait a while longer." He reached down to the panties hovering about her knees and hauled them roughly up to her waist.

A dark thought occurred to him. "Still, I don't want your pussy going without a taste...." Trask stood from his chair and stepped close enough
for Briar's naked breasts to brush his shirt. Reaching down, he pulled back the girl's panties and dropped his drooping cock inside.

Just resting between the silken fabric and her satiny smooth pussy was actually rather enjoyable. God, he was going to enjoy fucking this one. If only he had more time.

Trask grabbed his cock near the base and squeezed. He then ran his fingers along it towards the tip. Much like a nearly empty tube of toothpaste, the last bit of cum oozed out into Briar's panties,filling the crotch with his sticky jism.

Trask laughed as he withdrew his cock. The thought of her walking across campus with her panties coated with his cum amused him to no end. "That will be all for now, Briar. I'll call you when next I want you."

 

[minxwife]

Briar's eyes filled with hot, prickly tears as Trask made a mess inside her new underwear. She slowly tugged them up, the cooling cum pressing against her warm mound. She picked up her bra and put it back on, the cum moving around and spreading inside her panties. She hurriedly got dressed and left Trask's office.

Every step was more uncomfortable than the last as she could feel the Trask's seed moving and entering inside her as she walked. The smell of his cum mixing with her own juices was making her feel sick and was starting to soak through the fragile material of her panties, into the crotch of her jeans. Briar hated Trask so much. She should have just taken the fail.

She went straight to her room and collected her shower stuff, not even stopping to check her ringing phone. She just had to clean up, she felt so dirty and abused and she was hating the treatment she received. As she showered, she decided next time Trask called her she would say she no longer needed his assistance and would try and pass the exam on her own merit.

 

[saedo]

Trask gave her a couple days to recover. She seemed even more averse to looking him in the eye in class. He finally had to catch her on the way out. "Miss James, a word before you leave."

He made some blather about a paper till the remaining students had departed. Confident they could not be overheard, he dropped the pretense." I will need to see you tomorrow afternoon at 4, Miss James."

Trask reached into his bag and produced a small, flat box wrapped in a simple bow. "Given the success of your last shopping trip, I had Mrs. Coulter from the shop select
something else in your size. I gave her carte blanche, so I don't know what it is, but she assures me that you will look divine in it. I shall look forward to seeing you in it."

 

[minxwife]

The next day, Briar shifted uncomfortably in the seat in front of Trask's office. She was in a knee length grey dress, wearing grey stockings and black kitten heels, her hair in a bun. Underneath, she wore a sheer white lace corset bustier, a matching g-string and suspenders holding up her thigh high nylons. She was frightened about what was going to happen in the afternoon.

She nervously scrolled through her phone as she waited for Trask to finish with someone in his office. Briar heard voices and footsteps move closer towards the office door and a male student walked out. She gripped the arm of the chair, stressing. What did he want to do with her? She didn't want to get hurt, but had a feeling she'd be in tears at the end like with every other visit.

Briar heard her name called from the office and stepped inside, locking the door. She saw Trask at his desk working on his computer and she mentally checked to remember if she wore makeup that was subtle enough. She waited by sitting in a chair opposite his desk, keeping her eyes downcast. Her stomach grumbled and she realised she hadn't had anything to eat in a couple of days.

 

[saedo]

Trask beckoned Briar inside and shut the door afterwards. He nodded appreciatively at her outfit. "You look very nice, Miss James."

"Still," he continued, "you might be carrying the formality a tad far. While I don't want you to dress like a streetwalker, you need not dress like you're on your way to a job interview. You're allowed to look like a college student - just a well-dressed one."

He sat down in his chair and directed her in front of it. "I think we might try something different today, but first I need you to fish out my cock. Use that cute little tongue to get me nice and hard. Oh, and let's also have a look at what Mrs. Coulter picked out for you; take off your clothes."

 

[minxwife]

Briar stepped up to Trask and found he was already starting to bulge in his trousers. She unzipped his trousers and pulled his cock out. She softly used her tongue and mouth to get Trask completely hard. It wasn't any easier bent over in the dress she'd borrowed from her roomie. She slowly moved to straighten up.

"Professor, can you please unzip me?" Briar asked in a hushed tone.She hadn't planned that far ahead when she'd gotten dressed. She turned her back to him and flipped her blonde hair over one shoulder while she heard the whir of the zip come undone. She turned back to face Trask, uncertainty written all over her face.

She stood there in virginal white, the lacy material soft on her warm skin. Her big green eyes watched as Trask eyed her up and down. She was sure he'd just grown even bigger now and was dreading the blowjob she would have to administer in the coming moments. She saw lust written all over the professor's face, and waited for him to speak.

 

[saedo]

Trask admired Briar's luscious body without subtlety. "You are undoubtedly a fine piece of ass, Miss James. A very fine piece."

Trask reached for the g-string and tugged it down her thighs. Smiling, he rubbed a finger through the slender strip of blonde curls above her pussy. "Just the right amount," he mused. "Too hairy and it's messy. No hair and it's slutty. This is just right."

Travis leaned back slightly in his chair and grabbed his hefty erection. God, she made him feel like a teenager - he felt hard as iron. He lifted his cock and brushed the massive head against her pussy lips. "Ooh, somebody's a little wet," he teased.

"You know, I've yet to actually fuck you, haven't I? Perhaps I should do that today. Or perhaps I'll blow my load down your pretty little throat? Decisions, decisions.... " Trask pondered for a moment. "Let's start with you sucking on me and go from there."

Trask pushed her to her knees in what was fast becoming her usual position. Soon her cheeks bulged as she sucked on the heavy glans.

A short while later, there was a knock at the door.

"Oh, it appears that I have forgotten I had another appointment," said Trask, his grin clearly indicating he'd forgotten nothing. "Can't have you being seen, though."

Trask roughly shoved the blonde into the well of his desk. Briar was hidden from sight, but trapped now by the wooden desk and the hard as oak erection still pressing against the back of her mouth.

The door opened and a willowy brunette strode in. "Miss Emily Granger, please come in," Trask welcomed. "You wanted me to give a quick review of your paper topic? Glad to help."

Emily smiled and produced a few pages of text. Trask took it and pointed towards the chair opposite the desk. "Have a seat while I skim this."

"Say, aren't you the vice-president of the Sigma Kappa sorority?" Trask inquired conversationally. "I've got one of your prospective members in my Intro course: Briar James. She seems like a clever girl. Good at taking instructions, never afraid to take on a big load."

 

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Briar would have gasped in shock at hearing Emily speaking, but her mouth was just a little full. She kept sucking on Trask, trying not to make any sounds. When he shifted in his chair and his cock hit the back of her throat, she just took it, eyes watering.

She barely heard the conversation happening, just a snide comment from Trask about her taking on a big load. Briar's eyes opened in horror as she realised Trask could make any comment about her to Emily and she could lose her place as a pledge.

She continued sucking almost aggressively, using her hands to stroke Trask's shaft and play with his balls. She wanted him to lose it in front of Emily. A little payback of her own, she conspired. As she manipulated his giant monster, she noticed a twinge in her pussy as she was getting wetter. Betrayed by her own body, Briar wondered if Trask could smell it. Her question was answered as he thrust into her mouth.

The blonde felt a change in her mouth as Trask grew ready to blow his load again. This time, she had control and pulled her head back so only the tip sat on her tongue. She gave Trask's balls a squeeze as he unloaded into her mouth. She took it all this time, surprised at how much he had been blowing in her mouth previously. She swallowed his entire load, then finished by cleaning up when she heard Emily say something about Sigma Kappa being on the fence with Briar after her non-committal these last couple of weeks.

All because of Trask! She cleaned his cock and when she was done, and noticed she didn't spill a drop herself, she sat on her knees, empty mouthed. She was beyond angry now. She was going to lose her place in the sorority. She waited for Emily to leave. She saw Trask zip up, stand up and cross the room to lock the door.

 

[saedo]

Trask almost made it. He'd been on the edge for several minutes. His cock had felt as thick and hard as a baseball bat. Doing this with another beauty sitting across from him completely unaware made it all the more intense. The sensation was agonizing, but delicious.

However, just as the meeting with Emily was ending, Briar's throat relaxed slightly. He felt the tip of his cock slip down past her soft palate. It wasn't much - maybe half an inch. Still, it suggested that maybe - just maybe - the minx might be able to deep-throat him.

Most women balked at the notion of even giving him a simple blow job. Apparently size did matter, but not in a good way. The very idea that he might have some woman go balls deep on him with her mouth seemed like a mystical quest.

Cum flooded our of him. He couldn't hide his groan of release from Emily, so he grabbed his back. "Oh! ah! Ah-ahhhh! Sorry, back spasm!" Emily looked at him curiously, but seemed to buy his explanation.

When Emily left a short while later, he rose to his feet and staggered to the door. He locked it and then tucked his spent cock inside his pants.

Briar rose from the desk, looking tired and angry. Trask just grinned at her. "That was fucking incredible. You're a dynamite cocksucker!"

"That warrants a reward," he declared. Trask returned to his desk and grabbed Briar by her upper arms. Fueled by adrenaline and post-orgasmic bliss, he lifted her like she weighed nothing and plopped her on the edge of the desk.

Trask sank to his knees and pushed her slender thighs apart. Tugging her g-string out of the way, he lapped her pussy with a broad stroke of his tongue. "Mmmm, you taste nice," he smiled, then began to lick her again.

 

[minxwife]

Briar tried to close her knees against Trask. She didn't want him anywhere near her. She tried resisting him physically. She was no match to his size, his height alone allowing him to overpower her. She then attempted to wriggle back on the desk so she wouldn't fall off, but in doing so, she ended up on her back. All this did was give Trask easier access to her.

"Professor, please don't!" Briar squealed as Trask started performing oral sex on her. The sensations became too much for her to handle and she felt disgusted as she found she was so turned on by what was happening to her. His tongue moving up her slit and back to her clitoris was too much to handle and she gasped.

He continued and she felt herself overcome with feelings that she'd never felt before. Her breathing changed and became more erratic as she sharply drew in breaths through her mouth. The sounds morphed into squeals as she couldn't help herself, a sad undertone in her vocalisation. Before she knew it, her knees clamped up either side of Trask's head and she let out a loud scream as she came hard, her hot juices gushing out of her. Her wetness glistened on her skin and on the desk underneath her where it was pooling.

She covered her eyes with her palms as she cried, pitiful sobs taking over her whole body as she felt the shame and confusion wash over her. She hated herself so much for having an orgasm, but she hated Trask so much more at this moment. She felt so paralysed by the thoughts and emotions running through her head that she couldn't even move off the desk.

 

[saedo]

Trask surveyed the results and grinned. Briar had fought him at first, but she'd still caved in the end. Pathetic.

"And here I didn't think you liked me, Miss James," he sneered. You act like it's such a burden to come service me, but look at you now. Belly full of my cum and dripping with your own."

He laughed. "I bet you're just burning for more. Had I the time, I might oblige. But I've got other things to do. You'll just have to wait till next time."

Travis grabbed the box of tissues from his desk and tossed it at her. "Clean yourself up. You're a mess. Then get out of here. I've got things to do."

 

[minxwife]

"No," said Briar in feeble attempt to sound assertive, her voice shaking. "No, I want to know where my grade is sitting. And also, I dressed up so nicely for you tonight, and all you could do was that? And I'm going to lose my spot in the house because of you! You, you're such a pig!"

Briar shocked herself at the outburst that came out of her mouth. She jumped off the desk, wiped herself clean and left the crumpled tissues on Trask's desk. She dressed hurriedly and glaring at Trask, left his office. She'd see if he would make her go back. She was ready to take the fail after being used so horribly.

Why did she jump every time he told her to do so? Briar checked her phone and went to the Sigma Kappa house, needing a drink or 10 before dealing with life tomorrow. Making her way to the house, Briar's phone rang and she switched it off.

 

[saedo]

Trask's efforts to reach Briar over the following day proved unsuccessful. At first he could dismiss it as mere chance that she failed to answer. But after his fifth attempt went to voice-mail, he suspected that her behavior was entirely deliberate.

The muscles in his shoulders tensed as he slammed the phone receiver down. "Arrogant little bitch!" he fumed. "How dare she ignore me!"

Still, her revulsion at the end of their last session had been particularly acute. And what had she screeched in between her insults? How she was going to get kicked out of her rush class? What if she really believed that?

"Stupid fucking bitch," Trask growled. If the little whore truly did believe her chance to join that moronic sorority was fading, his leverage over her would vanish. If he wanted to keep Briar under his thumb, he'd need to
reestablish that she still needed his help.

Fortunately, he had direct access to another lever. As her paper advisor, it wasn't hard to invent an excuse for Emily Granger to come see him once again. He spent several minutes discussing the intricacies of one of her sections before transitioning to his true purpose.

"Before you go, Emily, I wanted to inquire about a mutual acquaintance: Briar Jeffries."

The brunette tilted her head inquisitively. "Oh?"

"I've gotten to know Miss Jeffries recently. She's very eager to score well in my class, so she's been attending a lot my office hours. However, in so doing, she has expressed some concern about missing messages from the sorority during her sessions with me."

Emily nodded. "She has seemed rather distracted lately - not responding to texts, forgetting things. If it keeps up, it might not go well for her at the Final Vote."

Trask nodded. "Aside from that, how is she as a candidate?"

Emily pursed her lips for a moment before responding. "Pretty solid, I suppose. She's so-so on academics, but we're not the Honor Society, so that's okay. She's well-liked by the other girls for the most part.

" She's also got the right look. I mean, if she were taller, she could be a life-size Barbie doll. Who better to join us than that, hmm?" Emily rather deliberately recrossed her legs - a gesture not lost on Trask. The brunette was fond of skirts that showed off her lengthy bronze gams and today was no exception. "After all, wouldn't you say that the Sigma Kappas have the hottest girls on campus?"

Trask smirked. This was a fairly old game between himself and Emily. She liked to subtly flirt with him ever since her own freshman year. He'd never risked taking her up on her veiled suggestions, despite the temptation. Unlike with Briar, he had no strong leverage on Emily; Trask preferred having the upper hand.

"You certainly would not catch me suggesting otherwise," he responded. "But I would hate to hear that Miss Jeffries was putting her chances at joining your sorority in jeopardy by taking the time to meet with me. After all, the University is an organization of higher learning, so I'm sure your group wouldn't want to obstruct her attempts to better her education. I mean, what would the Dean of Academic Affairs say about that?"

Trask gave her a shark's grin. The Dean was notoriously against social fraternities and sororities. She regarded them as frivolous organizations that detracted from the purpose of college. Fortunately most of the administration were more favorably inclined, so the Greek organizations were spared her draconian proposals. Still, her antipathy made all the groups cautious about attracting her attention.

Emily nodded, her smile gone. "No, we wouldn't want that."

Trask's grin widened. " Splendid. I would greatly appreciate it if you could convey to Miss Jeffries that her continued efforts with me will not adversely affect her application to your sorority."

"Of course, Professor."

Trask nodded. "Good. And I do appreciate it. I certainly hope you will let me know if there's anything I can do to assist." He let his eyes drift over her toned legs. "Anything."

That seemed to cheer Emily up. Trask wasn't sure exactly what his appeal was to her. Because he was older? Married? A student-teacher fantasy? Did she have daddy issues? Still, the suggestion that he might finally succumb to her flirtation seemed to ameliorate his threat about the Dean. "I shall keep that in mind, Professor," Emily purred.

The meeting ended shortly thereafter. Emily promised to speak to Briar that evening about continuing her study sessions with Trask. She also trailed a finger across his hand as she departed. He'd definitely be seeing her again soon.

Trask sat back and wondered if he'd made the right Emily could prove a risky dalliance if he couldn't keep her in line. Hopefully Briar was worth the effort.

 

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Briar sat in the back row of Trask's lecture wearing jeans, a hooded sweatshirt and sneakers. Her hair was a bird's nest and she had black bag under her eyes. She had spent all day hiding in her bed crying, feeling used and worthless. She hated feeling like this. But now she just had to get through the exams.

Her mind was focused on her work, her phone had died a horrible, painful death at the kegger after it was dropped in a bath full of ice and beers. She had been without for 2, or was it 3 days now? No social media, no texting, no phone calls. Just the silence inside of her own head telling her she was a bad person.

She waited til the lecture was over and went and saw Trask. Her eyes were downcast, the usual glimmer missing, her lips in a pout. "Professor, I'm sorry that I ran out on you the other night. I don't have a phone at the moment. I don't know where to go from here."

 

[saedo]

Trask surveyed the coed suspiciously. Perhaps she was telling the truth. Perhaps she was merely trying to shirk her responsibilities. He'd wager more on the latter, all things considered.

"I suggest you replace it swiftly, Miss James," he replied coolly. "You have individuals to answer to."

"Speaking of which, I spoke to Miss Granger from your organization. She indicated that you had been less than attentive to your superiors in a manner that was placing your candidacy in jeopardy. However, once she learned that your efforts were being devoted towards your academic success in my class, she acknowledged that would weigh in your favor. I'm sure if I'm able to report your diligence at the end of the semester, it will stand you in good stead for full membership."

Satisfied that he'd reestablished the value of her obedience to him, Trask produced a pen and scribbled the address of the Hotel Grand on a scrap of paper. "Room 512. 8 PM. Be prepared to stay the night," he whispered. He handed her the scrap of paper. "Anything else, Miss James.

 

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Briar turned the slip of paper over in her hands as she stood at the hotel room door. She did a mental check. Teeth were clean, lipstick was a light pink shade. Her makeup was subtle and her perfume expensive. She was wearing a plain black dress, something akin to what she would wear on a first date in a bar. She'd finished her look with black stockings, black stilettos and her hair curled into waves. Underneath, Briar wore the laciest black lingerie she had bought. She knew she wasn't here for tea and crumpets.

She placed the paper into her clutch and tucked it under her arm. Briar straightened her back, pushed her shoulders back and plastered a smile over her face, which didn't quite reach her eyes. The green hue was dark with worry, she anticipated she would not be in control of the situation and Trask would have his way with her.

The 18 year old finally gathered up enough courage after her pep talk had made her late, and knocked gently on the door to the hotel room. She heard padding on the carpet on the other side of the door before it swung open. Trask. Her smile faltered but she recovered, letting it reach her eyes, making sure he couldn't see her fear.