Chapter 5
Ben
My hand ran along the freshly-painted walls of the university. They always repainted the walls at the beginning of each year. I passed by another class in session, and my eyes ran across a young, dark-haired girl sitting in the back row. Immediately, my mind flew to Kylie and how amazing it was to fuck her during the Halloween party. My mind hadn’t been able to think about anything else since she’d left the room and disappeared into the crowd. When we got out of there, I’d gone home, having had enough fun for the night. My ex-girlfriend had been a good submissive but nothing compared to Kylie. She asked permission, she was open to trying new things, and she bent at the will of both of us. She was the best submissive I had ever been with, and I had been with several who made a life’s work out of it.
I could still see Kylie in my mind, writhing and moaning as Ben fucked her in the ass. It was one of the most erotic and sensual experiences I had ever had, and I couldn’t get it off my mind. All day on Sunday I sat around thinking about that room, that body, and when I had finally fallen asleep, all I saw were black feathers falling from the sky all around me, and Kylie standing there naked, taunting me to come after her. By the time I had gotten to her, though, she had disappeared, her red satin ribbon lying on the ground. To say she had done something to me would be an understatement.
I went into the classroom and started setting up. I pulled out my laptop and papers and set them up on the table. As I turn toward the board, someone walked into the classroom. It was Kylie. She was the only person in the auditorium with me, and I stopped, watching her walk down the stairs.
“What are you doing here?”
“I heard about this business class taught by this first-year professor, and I thought I should come check it out,” she said with a smile, approaching my desk and leaning forward. “I heard he was really, really hot. So, I signed up for the class.”
“You’re going to have to make up quite a bit,” I said walking toward her.
“Oh no,” she said feigning shock. “I wonder if there is any professor who would be willing to help me?”
“I might be able to find one,” I said, leaning forward. “But you’ll have to do everything he tells you to do.”
“I like that idea,” she said.
I liked that she came there that day. I liked that she was the first one there on purpose, that she wore a low-cut shirt and short skirt, and that she was relentlessly flirting with me. All of it showed me she really enjoyed herself at the club. I smiled cockily, looking Kylie in the face. She was biting her lower lip, and I could see all the way to her bra, her breasts heaving underneath. I loved the personality she had outside of the bedroom in contrast to what she was inside of it. She was strong-willed and abrasive during the day and vulnerable and submissive when it counted. It was something I was looking forward to seeing again.
“How do you feel about the other night?” I sat on the edge of my desk and watched her.
She stood up and crossed her arms over her chest, a sexy little smile moving across her lips. She looked up at the board and walked forward, looking at the words written in chalk. She stood there for several moments before turning back and walking up very close to me. I could smell the floral bouquet of her perfume, and my cock was thumping in my pants. She leaned in close to me, taking my breath away.
“I can’t wait to do it again,” she whispered, lifting her eyebrows.
I felt shivers move down my spine, and for the first time in my life, I didn’t know what to say or do. I reached forward and grabbed her wrist, looking lustfully into her eyes. She had mischief written all over her face, and I could almost feel myself losing control. My cock was throbbing in my pants, and all kinds of thoughts were running through my mind. I wanted to take her right there and punish her. I wanted to lay her over the desk and spank her really hard for turning me on before class started. Now I was going to have to sit through an entire seminar staring out at her and the other students in my class, trying not to think about fucking the hell out of her.
Visions of the other night flashed through my mind, and I stepped closer to her, my teeth clenched together. I looked her in the eyes and leaned forward, taking in her scent. She chuckled, enraging and arousing me even more than she already had. It was like she was taunting me, and I liked it.
“You better watch yourself,” I whispered.
“Oh, yeah? Whatcha gonna do? Spank me?”
“You want a spanking? I don’t know if you’re ready for that,” I teased.
“You’d be surprised what I’m ready for, professor,” she said with a coy smile. “You might want to tie me up before you spank me, though. You wouldn’t want me getting loose.”
“That can be arranged,” I said.
“Too bad it’s so close to class. I’d take my punishment right here, right now if I could,” she said, running her hand over the desk. “Just me and you. You showing me how bad of a girl I’ve been and me begging you to fuck me.”
“You get fucked when you’ve been a good girl, not a bad one,” I said, smiling.
“But wouldn’t it feel good to really pound it into me? Fuck me so hard I can’t sit for a week? Now, I’m going to have to sit through your class with a wet, pulsing pussy, and you’re going to have to watch,” she said taking my hand and putting it up her skirt.
I could feel the wetness between her legs, her juices running into her soft panties. She rolled her eyes back as my hands slipped just under the edge, teasing her. I wanted to fuck her so badly, to feel her tight pussy and ass again. I wanted to tie her up and bend her over, switching back and forth between her warm mound and her tight little ass. Just as those thoughts moved through my mind and my fingers slipped over her clit, the top door opened, and I yanked my hand back, backing up before anyone could notice.
Students were starting to arrive for my class, and I knew I had to be careful about what was going on. I could be fired if the school found out I was sleeping with Kylie, and she could get kicked out. The last thing I wanted was for this fun to end in a fiery blaze, but damn if I didn’t want to pull her into my office fast and fuck her against the wall. I couldn’t, and I knew that, so I took in a deep breath and watched as she smoothed down her dress, pretending to read a piece of paper that was on my desk.
“Morning, professor,” one of the other students said.
I smiled and waved, unable to find my voice among the panic. I looked over at Kylie who was trying to hide a smile as she stared down at the office memo in her hand. She was being so bad, and that was not going to go unnoticed. When I had woken up earlier that day, I wondered if I would ever have the chance to dominate Kylie again, but now that she was there, I knew we were going to get to fuck again. She was practically begging for it, and who was I to deny her?
“We will discuss this later,” I said, taking the paper from her and winking.
“I look forward to it.” She walked back to her seat in the front.
She sat down in the front row at a desk and looked up at me, slowly parting her legs. I could see the edge of her panties, and my dick starting throbbing in my pants. I didn’t know if I could get through the class with her sitting there like that. She looked so hot in her outfit, and the way her eyes moved over my body as I spoke was making it hard to concentrate. There weren’t that many students in the class that day, so no one noticed Kylie’s hand slip under the desk and move her panties to the side. I instantly got choked up on my words, and my face turned red. I looked away, trying to regain my composure.
The rest of the class went by painfully and slowly, and when it ended, one of the other students came up to talk to me about the upcoming midterms. I tried to listen, but my eyes were glued to Kylie as she purposely bent over to pick up her bag from the floor and then flashed me a mischievous smile as she sauntered up the steps. She was fucking killing me.
“Professor?” The student repeated his request. “I just need to start it two hours early, so I can make my second midterm in time.”
“Huh? Oh, yes, that’s fine,” I said. “I’ll set it up with my assistant. Come in two hours early, and they will administer your test.”
“Thank you, professor,” he said, smiling. “Have a wonderful day.”
“Yeah, you too,” I said, my mind completely somewhere else.
Kylie had already left and gone on to her next class, but the visions of her sweet pussy in the front of my class were still lingering in my mind. I had to fuck her again. There was no question about that, but I had to make sure it was all set up perfectly. I needed to talk to Grant about it, but he was in the middle of a class, so I sat in my desk chair, thinking about the perfect opportunity to get her alone, tied up, and absolutely punished for what she did there in my classroom.
I went through the rest of the day in a half-daze, making my way to the gym when everything was over. Grant was already there waiting for me, and I grabbed a couple of dumbbells and stood close to him, heating up my arms. He looked around as a few of the other guys finished their sets and walked away.
“Kylie added my class to her schedule,” I said. “Just so she could come in and torture me today.”
“She looked pretty hot and bothered in my class too.” He smiled.
“We gotta get her back in bed, man,” I said. “She’s driving me wild, and she’s pushing that submissive envelope so hard, trying to get herself punished. I think she wants to dive a little deeper into this thing, and I am not resisting.”
“I couldn’t agree more,” Grant replied. “I’ll set everything up for my house this time. We won’t run into anyone because I live in a standalone house, but we all need to be careful getting there.”
“I’ll bring some toys,” I said smiling. “She wants to be punished, so I’m going to give it to her good.”