Lessons From the Professor

“No, Professor.”

“Oh, you are such a good little sub.” Her body bucked as he slipped a slim finger inside her and punctuated each word with swirl.

“Tell me what you need, Sutton.”

“I….” She trailed off with a shake of her head. What did he want her to say?

“Tell your Dom what he can do to make you feel better.”

“Touch me.”

“Touch you where, love? You have to be more specific.”

“My pussy.”

“You want me to play with your twat until you come don’t you, pet? You’re a filthy little girl.”

“Y-yes, Sir.

“Because you’ve been so good, I’m going to do something I’ve wanted to do for a while now. Lean back against the door, and lift your dress up to your waist.”

A thrill of excitement went through her as she complied. The cool feel of the wood beneath her was a stark contrast to the inferno that had engulfed her body. She licked her lips, whimpering at the sight of her lover on his knees in front of her. A moan left her lips as he ran a finger between her lips and brought it to his mouth.

“You taste just as sweet as I knew you would.” Her head thudded against the wall when he buried his head between her legs. His tongue laved her slit before it dipped inside and stiffened.

“Oh, God.” She buried her fingers in the black silk of his hair. Her hips thrust against his mouth as she sought a deeper penetration.

“No!” she cried, desperate to reach her peak when he pulled away.

“Shh, love, I’m only readjusting you.” He lifted her right leg over his shoulder, and she screamed when he attacked her once more. The new angle had her toes curling and her voice hoarse as she called out for Jesus. Sutton’s body quaked as she flew over the edge. Her vision went white as she lost touch with reality. When she came back to herself he placed a gentle kiss on her mound, pulled back and straightened her skirt.

“You told me you were ready to move forward with our training the other night. Are you ready to learn how to please me?”

Her heart skipped a beat as she nodded. Excitement filled her body as she waited patiently for his next direction. She’d wanted to touch him and give back the pleasure he’d given her for weeks, but he always declined.

“Then get on your knees, and prepare for a pre-dinner snack.”

She knelt down on the plush beige carpet and licked her lips when he unbuttoned his pants. The turgid shaft he revealed was more than she’d ever imagined. He was thick and long, with a prominent vein she wanted to explore with her tongue. Sutton balled her hands into fists to keep from reaching out to grasp him. It seemed like she’d been waiting forever for their roles to reverse. His lids lowered as he stroked his dick with slow, even motions that made her moan.

“Are you eager to have my cock in your mouth?”

“Yes, Professor.”

He smirked as he brought the tip over to her mouth and lined her lips with his pre-cum. Unable to remain unresponsive she licked the salty fluid off and swallowed.

“Do you like the way I taste, pet?”

“Yes, Professor.”

“Open your mouth.”

She obliged, and he thrust inside her mouth and paused.

“Show me how long you’ve wanted this, pet.”

His words were like the crack of a gun before a race. Her hand shot up to wrap around his thickness, and she licked the slit, purring when he began to drip pre-cum. She spat on him and glanced up, pleased to see his eyes ablaze with passion.

“You are absolutely filthy. “