Whipped Into Shape (Teacher/Student BDSM Erotica)
Josh Winston is a know-it-all college student with an attitude that makes professors cringe. Unfazed by any teacher in the past, he faces off against Dr. Fielder, a hot, young female professor that sets out to reform the troublemaker after class. Her method? Whip the boy back into shape! More
Josh Winston is a know-it-all college student with an attitude that makes professors cringe. Unfazed by any teacher in the past, he faces off against Dr. Fielder, a hot, young female professor that sets out to reform the troublemaker after class. Her method? Whip the boy back into shape!
Will his cocky attitude survive the punishment? Or will this feisty professor teach him a lesson he won't soon forget?
Warning: This 3800 word story contains domination, humiliation, whipping, anal play, oral sex and teasing so dirty that you'll have to skip class!
"Josh, I'd like to continue the discussion with you after class. For now, we've still got a lot to cover. Please stick around after the lecture."
He looked at Dr. Fielder with confusion, not saying anything further in that moment. A few minutes later, he was back to his old tricks.
Finally, the lecture was over and everyone trickled out except for Josh. He sat in his seat, playing with his cell phone. Dr. Fielder walked to the door, closing it and locking it. It was a solid wood door, so no one could see through it.
"So why am I here?" Josh asked.
"Well, I decided that I wanted to talk to you about free will--in private." Dr. Fielder removed her dress shirt, revealing a tight leather bustier, hugging itself tightly against her breasts. Her cleavage overflowed at the top, the obvious point that Josh's wandering eyes focused on. She dropped her pants as well, revealing a matching black bottom and long, silky black stocking that rose over her leather boots. She knew that she looked hot, something that Josh would have a very difficult time resisting. He appeared to be hypnotized by her sudden explosion of sex appeal.
"Okay, Josh," she said, cutting him off. "Is there some way that we can take away someone else's free will? Is it possible to do that?"
"Well sure," he said. "You could lock someone up. Or point a gun at someone."
"Okay, that first one. Let's focus on that one." She walked up to Josh and bent toward him, allowing him to see directly down the cleavage. "Take off your shirt and put your hands behind your back, Josh." He complied. If he hadn't, her plan wouldn't have worked. He stood there, bare-chested. "Do you like them, Josh? Do you like my tits?"
"Yes, yes I do," he said, obviously unable to improvise in this highly unusual situation.
"Put your hands behind your back. If you do it, you can lick them." He did. She slapped a pair of handcuffs on him, precise in her motions after years of practice in her own bedrooms.