Lessons From the Professor - Page 21

“Me, too, on many occasions.”

She slid

from his lap, and he admired her outfit. The discipline corset was made of black vinyl, accentuated her hour glass figure, and stopped just under her breasts to allow her round globes freedom. Her dark Hershey’s kiss nipples were one of his favorite erogenous spots. There was something naughty about watching her do everyday activities in her corset and four inch black spiked heels with sheer black stockings that had a seam down the middle. He massaged the bulge in his pants as he watched her bend over to retrieve the phone from her purse. They’d been moving ahead one step at a time, and now he was ready to move things forward and test her limits.

He frowned when her face fell, and she began to speak in hushed whispers. Sidney didn’t like to see his pet upset. She was strong willed and independent. Which led to people taking advantage of her strength, in his opinion. He rose from the couch and made his way behind. Sutton’s round ass beckoned, and he gave in to her siren’s call. He gripped her hips tight as he ground into her ass. She gasped, and he smirked when she struggled to continue her conversation.

“I-I don’t think we have anything else to say to each other.” Her back arched, and her hips bucked against him when he reached around to tweak her nipples. She let out a mewl, and he bent to whisper into her ear.

“Get off the phone.”

“This conversation is over.” She hit the end button on her cell phone, and he nipped at her neck.

“Who was that?” he asked.

“No one important.”

He frowned. Evasiveness didn’t sit well with him. “Are you keeping secrets from me now, pet?”

“N-no, Professor.”

“I think you are, and that sort of disobedience deserves a punishment.” Sutton turned to peer at him over her shoulder. Her eyes were wide with what he believed was a mixture of fear and excitement.

“Go stand by the couch.”

They had slowly worked their way to this more traditional version of Dom and submissive behavior. Their routine for play was simple. She placed on her sub training collar, addressed him by Sir or Professor, and carried out his requests. He started out small, having her sit on his lap, as he allowed her to get used to his touch and his requests. There had been some resistance, but for a newbie she did exceptionally well.

“Lift your skirt up and show me that pretty little pussy of yours,” he said as he sank in to the couch. She was beautiful with her body full of tension and her eyes glossy with a need only he could fulfill. Sutton was always wound so tight her climaxes were explosive.

“You’re dripping wet. You like how I talk to you, don’t you?”

“Yes, Professor.”

“I asked you a question earlier about the caller you were speaking to, and you choose not to answer, didn’t you?”

“Yes, Professor. I’m sorry.”

“Oh it’s too late for that, pet. I’m going to have to punish you now.”

“W-what are you going to do?”

“Silence. Because you’re new to this I’ve given you plenty of leeway, but this I can’t overlook. ”

She clamped her mouth shut, and he smiled, pleased by her actions. “Good girl, now come here and lie across my lap.” She positioned herself over his knees gingerly, and he caressed her plump ass.

“You know what happens to little girls who disobey?” He trailed his fingers over her mocha flesh as she quivered.

“N-no.”

“They get spanked.”

Sidney brought his hand down on her left cheek with a firm slap, and she cried out and arched her back in an attempt to escape. He held her down with one arm, delivering a number of alternating blows to each cheek. He paused to caress her flushed rear and purred in the back of her throat when his fingers dipped south and discovered she was soaking wet. Could this woman get any more perfect? She hadn’t mentioned yellow or red, so he knew she was enjoying it.

“I can tell you enjoyed that, pet, because your pussy is drenched. Can you take a few more?”

“Yes, Professor,” she whispered.

Her thighs rubbed together in an attempt for friction, and she squealed when he began her spanking once more. He delivered ten more blows before he stopped to rub her reddened ass, placing a gentle kiss on her right cheek as he showered her with praise.

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