The professor (Closed for nitaspankin)

[rustywilliams]

The professor was sitting at his paper-strewn desk, deep in thought, when he heard a light tap on the door.
He didn't look up, but continued to read, a little irritated at the interruption.
"Come in", he said.
The door opened. He heard someone come into his study.
He looked up, and saw the young student standing in front of him in her short skirt.
"You wanted to see me, sir?"
"Ah", he exclaimed, remembering that he had demanded she come to see him.
He studied her, as she stood there beside his desk.
College students these days were so immature. All she seemed to do in class was lift her skirt, showing the boys her thighs, maybe even her underwear, for all he knew.
What could he do to discipline this girl appropriately, to teach her a lesson?

 

[nitaspankin]

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[rustywilliams]

He told her to sit down, and rummaged through the papers on his desk.
Once he had laid his hands on what he was searching for, he looked up. She was sitting facing him and he found he had a clear view of panties. As he stared at her crotch, he couldn't help but imagine the sensation of touching that part of her body through the thin material.

She seemed to notice his gaze, and closed her legs, smoothing her skirt down as she did so.
He leaned back in his chair, pursing his lips thoughtfully.
"So, did you bring your work with you?" he asked.
She leaned forward, offering the papers she had brought with her. He made no effort to take them from her.
"I said 'your work', Josie, not ..." he scanned the papers on his desk, " .. not something by, who was it? Philip Jenkins? Yes, it looked like his work to me, although I could be wrong."
He examined her face, wondered if she would try to deny it.
"What I am wondering about," he continued, with a frown, "is what you gave him in return?"
He looked at her breasts, trying for a moment to picture her with her blouse off.
"Because, whatever the price was, I think that the cost of getting caught should be higher.'
And now she looked at her directly.
"Don't you?"

 

[nitaspankin]

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[rustywilliams]

The term "handy" had made him smile, caught him off guard. Handy? It seemed so unerotic, so dismissive. And now here she was, standing up, displaying her ass to him, trivializing the whole thing.

Angry at her trite behavior, he stepped forward and stood over her. He certainly had no intention of letting her set the terms of their relationship. He had wanted to find out how strict he needed to be with her, and she had provided him with an answer.

Was she really suggesting a spanking? Or maybe she thought she could toy with him just like she did with the boys in her class.
Whatever kind of punishment she thought she was suggesting, he would have to be twice as severe for it to have any effect.

He grasped her shoulder firmly in his left hand.
"Josie," he began, addressing her slowly in a gruff voice,"you better not be thinking you can play with me the way you play with those young men in your class."
He put his face right up close to hers, looking her directly in the eyes.

"If you want to avoid expulsion and all that involves, then you must be punished. And I will punish you very severely. Because I will NOT," and here his tone became especially stern and serious, "I will not let you think you can toy with me."

He let go of her shoulder.
"Now, you have to make a choice, young lady. Are you going to submit to my discipline, or would you prefer to go home and explain everything to your parents?"

"But I warn you, choose carefully." he said, looking at the hem of her skirt, which only moments before she had teasingly lifted, and which now she was fingering nervously.
"Because once you have made your decision, you will not be able to change your mind."

He lifted her chin with his knuckle, forcing her to look him in the eye.
"Do you understand?"

 

[nitaspankin]

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[nitaspankin]

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[rustywilliams]

The professor frowned. She didn't seem to have any idea what she was agreeing to. As he considered the situation, he scrutinized her; the squirming of her body, the pleading in her eyes, the pouting lips. She had got by for so long taking advantage of horny boys, manipulating men with her cute, trivialized sexiness; always getting a free ride, skating by on her looks.

And yet it was obvious she was an intelligent young woman, capable of so much more. He hated to see her waste herself on nonsense. It was clear that he would have to change her way of looking at the world completely; teach her to think of herself as more than simply a toy to dangle in front of others to get what she wanted. He would teach her self-respect.

Within a few feet of his desk there was a large door, which he now went towards, and opened.
"Come here," he told her.
She followed him, somewhat sheepishly, through the door.

Although her eyes were lowered, unsure how to behave, she was immediately aware of the smallness of the room and how simply it seemed to be furnished; an ottoman, a sofa and against the wall, a large wooden cabinet.

He looked at her intently, as she stood in front of him in the middle of the room and gestured towards the open door.
"Once I close that door, everything will change for you; do you understand?"

His eyes ran up and down her body as she nodded nervously.
"I am going to teach you," he said with something of a sneer, as he reached for the door handle, "to respect yourself."
He watched her closely as he slowly swung the door closed. The sound of the latch clicking filled the room as the door shut.
"But first I going to demand" he continued, now with a sterner tone, "I am going to demand," he repeated, "that you respect me."

As he spoke he took hold of the lapels of her shirt.
He suddenly pulled the blouse open, buttons flew, the material ripped; then it slid from her arms, and she was standing in front of him in just her bra.

 

[nitaspankin]

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[rustywilliams]

He looked her bra.
"Take that off," he said, then waited as she reached behind her back to unclasp it.
As she let it slip form her body, she brought her arms across her chest, covering herself.

He stood quietly for some time, considering her, before telling her to lift her hands above her head. She lifted her hands and her arms slowly, self-consciously, until he had a clear view of her firm young breasts, lifted up by the position of her arms.

He studied her nakedness, aware of her discomfort. Her breasts were beautifully rounded, the nipples pink and erect.

He reached out and took one of her nipples between his thumb and forefinger, then pinched it hard. She let out a yelp and her arms moved down involuntarily. He looked at her sternly.

"Your body belongs to me now," he told her, "and I will do with it whatever I please."

 

[nitaspankin]

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[rustywilliams]

"Never let me see you in those panties again," he commanded her angrily when he saw what she was wearing. He watched as she slid them down her legs and stepped out of them.

He gestured for her to turn completely around, which she did. He found himself particularly focusing on her shapely ass and then her neat triangle of reddish brown hair.

"Come here," he told her, sitting down on a solid wooden bench she hadn't noticed before.
When she stood in front of him he placed his hands between her thighs, pushing them apart; she moved her feet accordingly.
Then, looking directly into her face, he spread her fat outer lips with the fingers of one hand. He was surprised by how wet she was; her juices dripped his into his palm and ran down his forearm. He felt his way along her slit, then inserted two fingers deep into her hole.

"And this belongs to me, too," he told her, in explanation of his actions. He watched her closely.
"Now," he went on, "I need you to tell me what this... " and he moved his fingers within her to emphasize what he was talking about, "Tell me what this is, and who it belongs to."

She took a breath. "My pussy," she began.
He stopped her.
"No, that's not the right word."
She looked at his enquiringly, then realized what he needed her to say.
Speaking very self-consciously, she continued.
"That is my cunt. And it belongs to you, professor."

He nodded.

 

[nitaspankin]

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[rustywilliams]

"Not nice?" he responded, with irritation.
He glared at her, taking hold of her wrist and pulling her down so that she found herself kneeling by his side.
"Did I tell you that you could come?" he asked her.
"Did I tell you," he repeated, emphasizing each word "that you could come? Did I?"
As he addressed her, he pulled her across his knees, still holding her wrists tightly.
"Let me make one thing absolutely clear," he told her coldly, his right hand wandering over her perfectly rounded ass cheeks.
"You may only come when I give you permission," he said, raising his hand, then bringing it down hard across her soft buttocks.
"I thought you understood. Do I have to explain again?" he asked her, once again smacking his hand hard against her ass. "Your body belongs to me now."
"And that means that you do not have an orgasm until I tell you to have an orgasm."
Again and again he brought his hand down on her ass with stinging blows, hitting her as hard as he was able, until her cheeks were marked and bright pink.

 

[nitaspankin]

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[rustywilliams]

The professor stopped and took a breath. He spread her cheeks apart, examining her little ass hole, then looked more closely at the outer lips of her cunt which were peeking out between her thighs.

Satisfied she had received enough punishment for now, he tipped her off his knees onto the floor.

"Get dressed," he told her. "Then we can go out to get something to eat.'
The clothes she had been wearing when she came in the room were in a pile at the end of the sofa, but when she went towards them, he stopped her.

"No," he said. "You won't need those."

Out of the wooden cupboard he took a coat off a hanger, which he held out to her.

"Wear this," he told her.

When she looked at him questioningly, he explained.

"Nothing else; just the coat. That way," he carried on, "If I need to touch your tits or your cunt while we are out, it will be easy for me."

He watched her slowly put the coat on.

"And when you sit down, you must lift it up, so that your bare skin is against the surface you sit on."
He looked in her eyes to see if she comprehended what he was saying.

"And when we return, if you have behaved in an obedient fashion, you will make me come, and then I will allow you to have an orgasm yourself."

"is that clear?"

 

[nitaspankin]

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[rustywilliams]

He enjoyed being with her in public, knowing she was wearing nothing underneath her coat. Of course, he wished the garment was more stylish, but how many women's coats can a man be expected to have in his closet?

She had behaved fairly well, and he had been able on one occasion, as they stood together in the dark, to slide his hand under the coat and finger her.

Once they were back in his room, he sat down and bid her kneel in front of him.
"Now," he told her, "You will make me come."
He watched as she unzipped his pants and pulled his fat erect cock from his boxers.
"Just take the tip in your mouth," he added, very matter-of-factly.
"I want to feel your lips around the head. I want to see how long you can make it last, so take it very slowly."
He stroked her hair as she moved her mouth towards him.
"If you are a good girl and do a good job, and I will allow you to come too."

 

[nitaspankin]

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[rustywilliams]

She had started out beautifully; using her lips and her mouth to coax such wonderful sensations from his cock. Even as she gently licked and sucked his balls, she very slowly stroked him, keeping him on the edge of excitement.

But then she had grown impatient, and started to squeeze harder, pulling on his cock insistently.
He told her to stop. He would not tolerate her rushing him just so that she could get to take care of her own orgasm.

He didn't want to punish her any more, but he had no choice.

 

[nitaspankin]

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[rustywilliams]

He stood up and glared down at her, his cock still exposed. He made no attempt to cover himself up, but studied her, kneading the belt with his hands.

He let his pants slide off his legs, but kept on his boxers, although his still swollen member, now losing it's stiffness, hung out of the fly. Why should he feel a need for modesty in front of her when she belonged to him?

He opened the door of the wooden cupboard and removed several items; some cords and straps, and a number of nipple clamps.

He told her to lay down on the bench -- which was covered with a thin cushion -- with her head at one end, her ass right on the edge at the other end, her feet flat on the floor. She was behaving obediently, yet still he tied her hands together with a cord; he pulled on it firmly, and tied it to a hook on the wall so that her arms were stretched out above her head. He then tied her ankles to two rings on the floor, so that her feet were three apart, her thighs and body open to him.

He stepped back and surveyed her body, nodding his approval.
Then he leaned forward, taking one of her breasts in his hand; he fingered her nipple, toying with its rubbery erectness, before attaching a clamp to it. She winced as it squeezed her soft flesh.

He then reached for her other breast, giving this one a hard slap, before pinching the nipple between thumb and forefinger and pulling it upwards. Once he had attached a clamp to the second nipple, he moved down and stood between her thighs. He had one more clamp to attach to her body.

He pushed her legs further apart as he knelt on one knee between her thighs. He placed one hand on her mound and spread her outer lips, opening her slit, exposing the pink inner lips. Squeezing her clit and its little protective umbrella of skin between his fingers, he picked up the third clip -- which he had laid on the floor -- and carefully snapped it onto the delicate pink hood.

Standing up, he ran his eyes over her again.
"Whenever you meet me out of this office," he instructed her, "You are to wear only a coat, with no clothing underneath it, and these three clamps."
He pointed to the three clips, where they were attached to her body.
"This way you will be able to demonstrate your obedience to me, even when I am not there. Do you understand?"

 

[nitaspankin]

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[rustywilliams]

He touched his wet finger to her pucked hole, then slowly inserted it inside her.

He perused her naked body up and down, wondering what he would do with her next....

 

[rustywilliams]

No, he thought to himself, her asshole could wait. He had intended to give her cunt a spanking, and that had to come first.

He watched her writhe, waiting for his next move.