College Discipline (6 page)

"I take it that you want more than a one-time session like this. Am I correct? Are you looking for us to have an ongoing, intimate relationship?" His wording sounded so clinical yet it was exactly what Heather wanted. She loved his academic tone and his total self-control. She had just pledge her anal virginity to him, and her desire to be spanked regularly and he wasn't jumping all over her like the boys she'd dated in the past. He was controlled and calm and it made her want to scream with anticipation. She wanted to lay on the floor and be fucked and abused without limit and he was calmly making her wait for it.

"Yes, Professor, I'd like us to have a relationship. Would you?" she asked hopefully.

"You need to know that I would not give up my practice of providing discipline to needy young women. You have to be agreeable to seeing girls like Jenna perform oral sex on me, perhaps in front of you. You have to realize that I might discipline two or three girls in the same day and I see them all naked. You can't be jealous of that; at least not to the point of wanting me to change any of it. You also have to realize that you will be spanked before we have sex. Every time. You have to crave that, you have to have a deep need to feel that sense of submission and to want to please me. Do you Heather? Do you want all of that?"

Heather wanted it so badly she could feel her moisture through her jeans. Her mouth was dry when she answered, "Yes, I want it all. May we start right now, Professor?"

He got out of his chair and came to her. He kissed her on the lips and said, "I think that would be wonderful." Then after a pause he added, "Take off all of your clothes and get over my knee."

Heather jumped to her feet, kissed the Professor again and stripped out of her clothes as fast as she could. She leapt into his lap and pressed her ass upward in the most inviting and seductive way she could. The Professor pressed her firmly into his lap and ran his hand over her body. His fingertips ran down the backs of her legs and slowly eased between them. They brushed along her labia. He slowly separated the cheeks of her ass and pressed a finger against her sphincter. It twitched and flexed in fear and anticipation. The Professor smiled to himself. He ran his hand over her dangling breast and lightly squeezed her nipple. He twisted it just enough to hear her lightly gasp.

Without a word he slapped her bottom hard and left his hand where it landed. He felt the heat from her supple flesh. He repeated the ritual. He carefully delivered a dozen to each cheek and felt her writhe under him like she was being ever so slowly fucked. He took the liberty of running his fingers across her labia again and was delighted to find them scorching hot and soaking wet.

He took the same red leather strap he used on Jenna from the drawer. He brought it down very hard and the surprise of it made Heather scream. She made the effort to moan with appreciation so the Professor would know she wanted more of it. The visions of Jenna's harsh whipping filtered through her memory and made her want more of the strap. In a display for the Professor she raised her ass up high to invite more of it. She deliberately moaned loudly after each lash to signal her horniness and to invite his sexual attention.

He strapped her at length pausing occasionally to run his hand over her burning ass as if to check if it had reached the correct temperature. Each time he added more strokes and checked it again. Finally, when it was crimson and giving off the heat he desired, he put down the strap. "Now, my Dear, you can show me your affection with your mouth," he said.

Heather climbed off his lap and went for his cock like a starving prisoner. She wanted it in her mouth so badly it was driving her insane. Every previous blowjob she had given him was after a long, painful session and she was always crying. This time she could enjoy it and let him know she was enjoying it. She moaned loudly into his shaft and balls. Her hands moved almost frantically over and around his shaft, cock-head and his balls. Her tongue was in constant motion and she was almost delirious with desire. She wished he could cum five times so she could have it every way she wanted. She wanted to swallow his load, she wanted it all over her face, she wanted it on her tits and in her pussy. But she knew she wouldn't get any of that. She was going to take his load in her ass. It made her feel incredibly horny and slutty to know a man was going to fuck her in the ass for the first time. She couldn't protest or change her mind - she had agreed and now she was going to get it.

The Professor held her head in his hands and directed her to perform the way he wanted. He thrust his cock in and out of her tight mouth and taunted her, "That's right, suck it good or you'll get more with the strap. Suck it the way you're told. Get it nice and wet so I can stick it in your ass. You're going to take that big cock in your ass tonight, Heather. You're going to get ass-fucked hard." The talk was driving Heather wild and she reached back to rub her pussy. "Not yet, Dear. I'll tell you when you can cum," he informed her. She moaned with frustration.
 

After more minutes of furious sucking and moaning the Professor told her, "Time for you to lose your virginity."

Heather was gasping for breath but manage to plead, "Please, in the dungeon. Please!" The Professor nodded and she scurried to the dungeon room and draped herself over the bench where Jenna had been earlier in the evening. Her body was shaking in fevered anticipation. She would have allowed him to do anything to her.

The Professor ran his hands over her ass and felt the heat from them. He pressed the shaft of his cock against the full crack of her ass. He kneaded her cheeks together and slid is cock along the length of her ass. She felt the heat of it and her anus went into spasms of anticipation. "Beg for it," ordered the Professor.

Without a second of hesitation she said, "Please, Professor, please put it in my ass. Please fuck my ass with your huge dick. Please, I'm begging you for relief. I need your cock in me. Please ass-fuck me." He parted her cheeks and ran his tongue across her anus. He flicked it several times then drove his tongue as deep as he could. Heather moaned in appreciation. Then he aimed his cock into her. It was slick with saliva and pre-cum and the head pressed into her with relative ease.

Heather grunted from her belly. It was deep and visceral. The penetration almost made her cum instantly. She pressed herself backward against his shaft and swallowed more of it. The Professor was merciful. He thrust in and out with less than half his length. Heather moaned and grunted like a beast. She was wild with desire and reached down to clutch at her pussy. She turned to seek the Professor's permission. "You may masturbate," he said.

Heather rubbed her clit furiously. The Professor fucked her ass with a constant rhythm and spanked her with his bare hand. He used the spanking to delay her orgasm. They both moaned and grunted and their sounds made a wonderful concert of sexual indulgence; the young college girl's anal virginity taken at the hands of her disciplinarian lover. Through the pain of her spanking and stretched anus Heather felt an enormously powerful orgasm building inside of her. As it tore through her body her contractions drove the Professor past the point of no return. He came long and hard into her ass. She felt his cock swell and the heat of his cum spraying into her core. Heather nearly fainted from the overpowering intensity of her orgasm. She screamed "Oh my god, thank you!" and the room went into a twilight of darkness until her waves of orgasm began to subside.

As she laid face down of the bench, the Professor kissed her back then led her to his bedroom where they both fell into a deep, satisfied sleep.

A Disciplined Life

It was quite an adjustment for Heather to live with the Professor but after a few weeks they both settled into a routine and were happy. There was an unexpected benefit for the Professor. Heather proved to be very good at bringing him new prospects for his services. Whenever she chatted with classmates who had issues they were trying to deal with she would feel them out to see whether they could use his special talents.

She introduced him to a sophomore who was trying to drink and party less. She became a favorite of the Professor because she knew how to deepthroat. Heather also found a senior who's grades were in need of improvement. She was a hard-case who like to yell things like "Is that all you've got?" and "You call this a spanking?" during her sessions. The professor enjoyed the challenge of finding special ways to make her whippings severe. She never left disappointed. All the girls who came for sessions were advised that Heather lived there too and they had to consent to her seeing them getting disciplined and performing oral sex.

Heather's favorite sessions were the introductory ones. She always watched a new girl getting her first whipping and sometimes assisted by fetching implements or putting her on a piece of dungeon furniture. The best part was seeing the Professor's cock growing in his pants and knowing the the new girl was getting a free session, leaving his cock primed to either ravage Heather's mouth or ass. It was the most exciting foreplay for both of them. The longer the session lasted, the more horny each of them became.
 

A new girl would scarcely be out the door and Heather would strip. She never knew exactly what she would be required to do but she always knew she could not have her orgasm until the Professor had his. And his orgasm was always in her ass. She could suck him for an hour but he would not cum in her mouth. He saved that for his students.
 

With Heather, every session ended with her spreading her ass cheeks and being sodomized. She learned to take his cock balls-deep into her ass and that's where he shoved it right before he came. Heather also learned to have an orgasm just from the anal stimulation. It was a deep and powerful orgasm that had the added benefit of making her feel nasty and slutty. She loved the feeling of being used for her mouth and ass and having her pussy go without attention. Every orgasm for her meant having a big cock in her ass.

There was only one exception to that rule and it was Friday mornings. They had a simple morning routine. Heather showered and got ready for classes. When her hair and make-up were done and she was ready to walk out the door she lowered her jeans and bent down to grasp her ankles. The Professor strapped her with a leather belt fifty times. It was her daily reminder to stay focused on her studies and it proved effective at improving her grades. When the strapping was complete Heather simply pulled up her jeans, kissed the Professor goodbye and went off to classes with a warm reminder of her duties.

Fridays were different. She prepared for school in all the regular ways and even bared herself in the same position. But after the Professor administered her fifty licks with the strap he inserted four fingers into her pussy. She was always soaking with anticipation and eager to feel the stretching of her pussy. Heather would rock back and forth pressing her swollen pussy into his hand. She hungered to feel such fullness inside her pussy and Friday was her only day to get it. She was permitted to grind and twist herself at will until she finally let her orgasm to overtake her. The effect was to leave her supremely horny all day Friday and for the rest of the weekend. That suited both of them perfectly.

Heather graduated with honors.

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