Teacher/student

Oh what the heck.
A little shameless self-promotion.

My professor & student story
Not strictly a BDSM story, but the power dynamic is interesting and complicated.

All fantasy, as when the student launched the "I'll do ANYTHING for an A", I responded with "Great! So you're going spent the whole weekend studying!" (You should have seen her face drop.)

She wasn't the prettiest student I had, but she was pretty (in a university with exceptionally beautiful students of all genders).

Bonus: I leave a lot of clues as to which department of which university in there, but no one has commented (publicly or privately) yet.
If you guess, please DM rather than post openly.
I too was a professor in a university & my favourite group were those doing a masters in Public Relations - mostly women mid 20s to early 30s - some beauties & some flirted - lots of temptation but it's too compromising to go down that route - it's a power play that gets flipped on its head
 
I too was a professor in a university & my favourite group were those doing a masters in Public Relations - mostly women mid 20s to early 30s - some beauties & some flirted - lots of temptation but it's too compromising to go down that route - it's a power play that gets flipped on its head
Pretty much the subtext of my story.
 
With your name, Cliodhna, you were already his favourite
And all the non-Irish speaking people reading this are trying to pronounce your name in their heads ☺️
Let me put all those people struggling to pronounce your name, out of their misery - just make the "dh" silent & you have it - Cliona :giggle:
 
Yes, fantasies are good but reality can be like a wet fish being slapped across your face, hehe
As I said during a mandatory training on sexual harassment;
"What do you do if your supervisor asks for sex in exchange for a promotion?"
"Look her in the eye and tell her, I have your career in the palm of my hand."
 
It reminds me of a great Stephen King short story or novella written under a pseudo nom about a high-school kid doing a summer project and he suspects one of his neighbours is an ex Nazi war criminal so decides to interview/blackmail him for his project.

A great psychological tale along the same lines which was made into a movie, AFAIK?
As I said during a mandatory training on sexual harassment;
"What do you do if your supervisor asks for sex in exchange for a promotion?"
"Look her in the eye and tell her, I have your career in the palm of my hand."
 
As I said during a mandatory training on sexual harassment;
"What do you do if your supervisor asks for sex in exchange for a promotion?"
"Look her in the eye and tell her, I have your career in the palm of my hand."
So, you don't put anything else into the palm of HER hand hehe?
 
Let me put all those people struggling to pronounce your name, out of their misery - just make the "dh" silent & you have it - Cliona :giggle:
Close but I think not quite right. "clion" sounds like "sea lion"so your pronunciation would be "Sea lion a" or K-ion -a".
In Irish the "i" would have a fada (accent) over it meaning it is sounds like "ee" rather than "i" so the more correct pronunciation is "Cleen -a" or "Cleen-on-a".
Just sayin.........:oops:


My first real crush was my Irish Teacher...
Hey "Cleen-on-a", tell us more about your Irish teacher please.
 
Close but I think not quite right. "clion" sounds like "sea lion"so your pronunciation would be "Sea lion a" or K-ion -a".
In Irish the "i" would have a fada (accent) over it meaning it is sounds like "ee" rather than "i" so the more correct pronunciation is "Cleen -a" or "Cleen-on-a".
Just sayin.........:oops:



Hey "Cleen-on-a", tell us more about your Irish teacher please.
Yes, you are correct - I need to work on my phonetics (& that's not a euphemism :))
 
My wife is in graduate school in English literature. She's crushed on her supervising professor. He's A LOT older. He could be her grandfather. I saw them together on Thursday night. It was at a reception at the faculty club. Jan was all dolled up and looked terrific.

She was wearing her "peek-a-boo" green dress. Poor old Dr. M. couldn't take his eyes off her. Jan and I pillow-talked it that night. I told her to go for it, but she has to keep me informed, which she would do anyway.
 
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