My Pet Professor

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It was a hot summer day; that could be the reason why Mark was sweating heavily. Another reason and more likely the real reason was that he was standing in front of his English Professor’s office. His relationship with that woman was a love/hate relationship. On one hand, he loved her beauty and her grace, her good manners and her soft voice, but on the other hand he hated how strict she was and that she failed him in the English course the previous semester despite him doing extra work for her. He was furious as he remembered what happened two months earlier.

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A knock came on his teacher’s office and he heard her soft voice from the other end giving permission to enter. He went in and stared at his lovely teacher then started begging her not to fail him. At first she refused as his grades were very low, but then she accepted to help him if he came to her house and worked in her garden for three hours and got better grades on the final, she would let him pass.

He did as he promised and went to her house, worked hard in her garden, and then studied a little for the final exam thinking he will just pass, and of course he didn’t get good grades in the finals and his total was 35%. She had promised to let him pass if he got to 40% and that was being very generous of her. Of course he was pissed off and went to her, but she totally ignored his request saying “you didn’t live up to your end of the deal, so I will not live up to mine, now please see yourself out”.

His eyes lit up in anger, but he swallowed it, swore revenge somehow and left her office. During the summer vacation he worked in a restaurant because he had no strength left to study and needed some time off school. There he met the owner of the place, his name was Richard, and they talked long, the owner asked him about his school, and Mark told him the entire story about how that bitch Helen failed him after having worked in the garden. The owner raised his eyebrows at the name and attitude. That seemed awfully like his pet and ex-girlfriend Helen. After some talking, the owner showed Mark a picture of the Helen he knows and Mark’s eyes shot wide open at the picture on Richard’s phone, it was his English Professor naked and kneeling down with a collar around her neck.

He looked at Richard dumbfounded “What the hell man? Is that the same person?” ….. Richard laughed and told him it is indeed the same bitch. It looked like Richard hated her for some reason, and Mark saw an opportunity there “Looks like you hate her man?”. With that Richard sighed and told him the story of his relationship with her “She was a sweet girl, very pretty, very sexy, and very obedient, not to mention pretty good in bed, but she had a temper and was a bitch, and this caused us to go our separate ways. As for the picture, we had taken a lot of photos and videos of our time together when she was my pet. Of course she deleted all of them from the camera and my computer before she left, but she didn’t know I already had all of them on a DVD as backup. I didn’t know she would delete them, but I am glad I made that backup copy”.

Mark’s eyes lit up, if he could get his hands on that DVD, he can blackmail his teacher to become his pet for as long as he wants. The entire coincidence seemed too good to be true; he just needed some way to convince Richard to give him a copy of that DVD or at least one picture. He was thinking how to convince him to do it as he heard him continue “You can have that DVD, make the bitch pay for leaving me”.

Hearing that, Mark opened his mouth wide, he couldn’t believe his luck as he almost jumped at him and hugged him, but he restrained himself and just shook his hand wildly and thanked him a million times.

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Now here he was, standing in front of Helen’s office, three of her naked pictures in his pocket, a plan in his mind to blackmail her and turn her into his sex slave. Even though he had strong evidence, he was still sweating, and his heart was beating fast, he couldn’t tell if it was fear of trying to take down an authority figure, or excitement at the possibility of turning his lovely teacher into his pet. He took a deep breath and knocked on her door and waited for her reply.

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[Lady_Gamer]

As last time that he visited her office, the woman called for him to let himself in. As the door pushed open the woman glanced up from the book she was leisurely reading; her summer schedule was light, and permitted her plenty of extra time to reconsider her book lists for next semester. Her strict (and sometimes harsh) classroom presence was likely a product of her love for the written language. Unfortunately she found reason to hate her students right away -- they all seemed to have a blatant disregard for English in general and writing in particular. She seriously considered beating her head on her desk when she read their half-assed essays.

Should she have to explain the formality difference between a text to your buddy and a paper you submit to your teacher? Did some of these kids honestly believe some words were spelled with numerical values?

Helen was young, so she could have cut her students some slack if she wanted to. Next semester would be her third year of teaching; she was in her late twenties. She grew up on video games and computers; she could read and write 1337; still, if she happened to see a "4" or "2" anywhere in a paper that was not indicating an actual number, she would rage. It's why she took to a final exam that was not the student's writing - it was a editing/correction and multiple choice deal. It was much easier to stand by the score that her students received on their final.

Speaking of, her green eyes settled on the form of Mark. He wasn't a horrible person - Helen tried to give him a passing chance because he wasn't a total tool. She rarely compromised with students on such ordeals. But 35%? It was close to the mark, but even 40% was seriously unreasonable grade on its own to let slide.

She frowned slightly. She couldn't change his grade now if she wanted to, surely he knew that. Oh, right. He would be likely to be enrolled for her class again in the fall.

She placed her book upon her desk and turned her chair to face the student, trying to appear more friendly than her initial reaction. Her office was average in size, so she had her desk pushed back against a wall to create a larger moving space. Two of her walls were dedicated to bookcases and a couch was present opposite of her desk.

"Hello, Mark. What can I help you with?"

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Mark walked in as soon as he heard the professor’s permission to enter. He walked in slowly and smiled at her. He was nineteen years old, handsome and had a relatively strong build, and was generally nice to people, but still he was considered a dork by a lot of people and couldn’t get a girl no matter how hard he tried. He imagined Ashley the lovely girl in his class as he entered his teacher’s office, but he shook the blonde beauty out of his mind as he came in. Thinking her turn might come later if things go well with his teacher.

He grinned and sat down crossing his legs. This wasn’t the usual way he moves around in a teacher’s office, but he had photos in his pocket that made him overly confident. He leaned back in his chair and smiled wide at the gorgeous teacher who should soon become his personal toy to use, abuse and take revenge against as he sees fit. He was definitely looking forward to taking over the life of that dazzling teacher.

Looking at her long, staring into her deep angelic eyes for a few long moments before he started talking “you know I hate you for failing me, but that’s ok I also know you hate me or else you wouldn't have done that, but I would think we started our relationship on the wrong footing, and I intend to fix that” As he said that he knew she would interrupt him as evidenced by her raised eyebrows so he raised his hand “Please let me continue Miss, then you can comment as much as you want to”

He paused to take a deep breath “As you surely remember, you failed me in the English class last semester despite my hard work in your garden, and I am taking it again with you this semester. However, this time I know for sure I won’t fail even without any extra work. In fact I will get an A without putting any effort, do you know how I will do that? No? of course you don’t but you will find out soon enough”.

He paused again to look at her reaction and then continued “During the summer vacation, my father sent me to work in a restaurant owned by one of his acquaintances, so that I learn more about life and stop being a failure. Anyway so I went to work for that restaurant owner. What was his name? Oh right Richard, a very nice fella” He looked at her to see her reaction to the name

“Well, it turns out this nice fella is not only an acquaintance of my father, as luck would have it, he is also an old acquaintance of you, and he was so nice to share some very interesting details about your life with him including you being his pet and sex slave for some time”

As he said that, his lips curved in an evil and wide grin and he took out one of the three photos and threw it on her desk. In the picture, she was wearing some sexy lingerie and crawling on all fours with a leather collar around her slender neck “I am sure you recognize that girl, don’t you Professor” He grinned wide and awaited her reaction.

 

[Lady_Gamer]

Helen's expression showed that she intended to object to Mark's glorious plan for next semester, but she let allowed for him to reveal how he planned to make it work for him. She had somewhat of a smug smile as she leaned back in her chair and crossed her arms over her chest, listening to Mark intently. She assumed she would be able to shred what ever scheme he had envisioned.

However, the smiled faded as soon as Richard's name was used. That fucking asshole! She had deleted everything...unless Richard had copied things to a flashdrive or disc. Motherfucker.

As the student shared the details of how he met Richard, the woman took a very dramatic change of expression. She knew she had been a little brutal in breaking off the relationship; Richard was a total pussy and he couldn't satisfy her. She verbally emasculated him before she left. Still, she didn't expect the man to go sharing files with her students. That was pretty low.

She looked at the photo and felt more ashamed than she did angry. She looked at the whore in the picture and felt her cheeks get hot as she blushed at the realization that Mark probably had a treasure trove compared to this. Richard had been particularly fond of recording her humiliations.

"I..." she started, as if she could explain herself. She couldn't. She looked back up at Mark, who was already looking down at her with triumph. This could so easily end her career it wasn't even funny.

"Well then, Mark... I guess you're right. I will allow you to pass the class this fall without your presence or effort. You really should have gotten an A last semester, after all," her tone indicated that she was trying to retain some of her authority. "You seriously can't be sharing this with anyone," she said as sternly as she could.

She had no idea how much Mark intended to demand in exchange for keeping this to himself.

Helen envisioned Richard's restaurant burning down. Or perhaps his home. She wasn't quite sure yet - maybe both.

 

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The change of expression on Helen's face as Richard's name was mentioned was simply priceless. Mark hoped he had taken out the camera to carve that moment in stone. The sudden change of expression and posture, from a smug smile, leaning back in chair and arms crossed over her delicious chest, changed to one of terror and uncertainty as she awaited what info or evidence Richard had parted with. Of course good old Richard had parted with a full DVD worth of their pictures and videos not to mention very intimate details of their sex life. A lot of those pictures and videos show Helen alone, so it wouldn’t cause Richard any trouble to distribute those.

His eyes were trained on her as her lovely features twisted in a delicious mixture of humiliation and rage. That was also priceless, maybe not as much as wiping the proud smile off of her face, but still worth all the trouble. His eyes lit up in a mixture of lust and happiness as her cheeks flushed deep red in shame, and his perverted mind began to device methods to torment and abuse her. He had just about enough of masturbating in front of her pictures and videos, it was now time for the real deal.

He looked at her as she started to talk "Oh Helen, you look sooooooo cute when blushing like that. Are you so ashamed of your past as Richard's pet that you will allow me to pass and get an A just like that?" He made sure to stress her name without Miss, or Professor before and even more stressing the word 'allow'.

Grinning really wide, he looked at her "But do tell me are you more ashamed of having been Richard's pet or that you will be my pet from now on?" He looked at her long and deep, his lips curving in a wide evil grin as he humiliated his teacher and started taking his revenge thinking that the coming semester will be way more fun than college should ever be. “You seriously don’t think I went through all this trouble just so you would give me an A? I have enough evidence to blackmail you for whatever I want, and that’s exactly what I am gonna do. Getting an A is just the icing on the delicious cake that is humiliating you and playing with you”

Before she could answer, he raised his hand to stop her from talking "Go lock the door, kick off your shoes and crawl to me or those pictures and the hundreds of other photos and the dozens of videos will somehow find their way to the head of the department, maybe your family and boyfriend as well. I didn't decide yet" He maintained an evil grin as he pointed at the ground by his feet not really expecting her to break that fast and obey, but it was way too much fun to just not try "Kneel here pet" . He was expecting her to resist, but the threat of losing her job and her reputation should be enough for her to obey after some careful consideration.

 

[Lady_Gamer]

At the suggestion that she play the role of Mark's pet, Helen was infuriated. She should have suspected that he would want more than just an A in her course - but...that? He was a kid, surely he didn't know what exactly he was getting himself in to - Helen had been too much for Richard to handle, after all.

His interruption at her near response caused her expression to twist with rage. She stood and walked to the door, locking it. She turned to Mark and quickly approached him, her heels echoing her decisively with her movements. She angled her torso and backhanded the student.

"You little fucking punk. You think you can just come in here and blackmail me?"

She took another step towards him, pushing on his chest forcefully. "An A in a class you're too lazy to pass? Fine. But those demands? Honestly, Mark. You don't have what it takes. I would fucking murder you and bury your remains in the wilderness. You think you're the only one who can follow through on threats?"

She walked past him, towards her desk. "Get the fuck out of here."

So that's what Richard meant when he said Helen was a bitch. She certainly was mouthy and combative.

 

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Mark was amazed at her reaction, she was clearly furious and just like Richard told him, she was indeed a bitch and she really needed someone to tame her. Mark thought he was the one to do it right; he had the blackmail tools, the lust, the desire, the incentive, and a ton of wicked tools at home to use on her, not to mention even more wicked thoughts to turn this woman into a compliant little pet.

With those thoughts, he saw her walk to the door and lock it; he wondered if she actually broke, but that thought quickly disappeared when she strolled towards him, then nothing but bits remained of that thought when her soft hand met his cheek in a rather unpleasant manner. He looked at her with shock that was quickly replaced by that evil grin. He liked that, she was presenting a good challenge. He felt the spot her hand slapped and he kissed his fingertips and put them on his cheek, the curve of his grin widening as he maintained solid eye contact. He had the power and he felt she was pulling a last resort plan to save herself by trying to intimidate him.

He liked her closeness and her small hands pushing into his chest, she surely was more violent than he thought she would, but she knew she can't kill him even if she wanted, he was surely stronger physically “Just like Richard said, you’re a bitch, and you’re hard to control, but I am going to enjoy a good challenge and break you and make you into my sex slave, I do have plenty of tools at my disposal and you are going to regret everything you did, especially that backhand. It was a bad choice to slap your Master little pet”.

He grinned as he threw the two other pictures on her desk. In one she was laying in bed with her legs spread wide for the camera, both her pussy and asshole dripping with a mixture of her juices and Richard’s cum. The expression on her face slutty, and she sure seemed to be having lot’s of fun. In the second picture, she was kneeling with Richard’s member in her mouth, her face was covered with his semen from the previous blow job “Clearly you enjoyed giving him blowjobs and that second picture is all the evidence I need, and wow you are such a slut, you were having a lot of fun in that first picture after some rough fucking by good old Richard”

He then stood up and took out a recorder from his pocket. He rewinded a little and then pressed play and her words echoed "An A in a class you're too lazy to pass? Fine. But those demands? Honestly, Mark. You don't have what it takes. I would fucking murder you and bury your remains in the wilderness. You think you're the only one who can follow through on threats?" A little silence and then"Get the fuck out of here."

He grinned at her “I am glad I brought this recorder with me, I knew you would say something stupid" He paused for a short moment and looked right into her eyes. His evil stare piercing through her "Let’s see, the pictures go to the collage administration, your family; that includes parents, sister; yeah I know you have a sister and Richard was so nice as to provide her e-mail as well"

He then paused for a few moments "Where was I? Oh right I was counting the recipients of the proof of your little adventures with Richard, and judging by the amount of cum you received, they were by no means little. So anyway back to the list, I will have to add your boyfriend, and maybe the priest in the church you visit often. According to Richard you go to church often. As for the tape, it will also go to the college administration, they will probably like that you were going to give me an A in a class I am too lazy to pass, and probably to the police as well as it has a threat to murder me and bury my remains, not my corpse, in the wilderness of all places. Surely that’s the perfect teacher”.

He looked deep into her eyes knowing he can simply and easily ruin her life if she doesn’t comply “So back to my orders, kick your shoes and come kneel before me, and make it quick, I don’t have all day. In case you decide to disobey, I would prefer to catch the administration before they leave for the day.”

 

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As the woman walked past Mark towards her desk, the student claimed he would break her and make her his sex slave. He attempted to announce himself as her Master and was already criticizing her decision making.

"It was a bad choice to slap your Master little pet," he said sternly. She nearly laughed.

Helen looked back at Mark and placed her hands on her hips. He threw out a couple more pictures and told her what a slut she was. Then came the recorder.

Helen listened to herself talk from the speaker of his recorder. She didn't seem overly concerned about that particular piece of evidence - she was screwed with or without it, so it caused very little reaction from her.

She fully turned her body towards the student as he continued to make threats. He gave her instructions for a second time. She feigned consideration for a few moments.

The redheaded professor attempted to grab the recorder from Mark's hand so that she could destroy it. His reflexes allowed for him to pull the device away quickly - holding it up and out of the woman's grasp.

She growled and looked at Mark rather hatefully.

"I'll kneel when you make me, bitch."

She wondered if Mark would react to her bitter comments the way Richard had. She was the type that thrived on negative attention and used her mouth to inspire punishment - unfortunately for Richard, he had let what she said breed insecurities within him. That wasn't her fault, was it? Richard was certainly nothing more than a bitch.

 

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Mark was enjoying playing with his teacher and was especially entertained at her weak attempt to grab the recorder “Oh what now stupid pet??? trying to steal and destroy evidence? You know this could get you in even more trouble than you find yourself into already.”

He put the recorder in his bag and walked to her. He had mustered the courage and actually slapped her cheek very hard causing her head to move painfully to one direction and then he quickly followed through with a strong backhand to her other cheek. Her soft tender cheeks turned red instantly, and before she had time to register the pain or protest he had grabbed her long red hair and pulled down hard on it forcing her to fall on the ground. He jumped over her and straddled her. He grabbed both her hands and pulled them together, holding her delicate wrists in one hand, and putting his other hand firmly on her mouth to prevent her from talking while he told her what will happen next.

He took a deep breath from the excretion of having to force her down like that “Look bitch, this is your last chance. I don’t want to fuck with you all day. I don't have time for this shit. I will now go and ruin your life. The pictures and videos will reach EVERYONE you know, and trust me at the very least you will lose your job and never be able to teach again. They will sure blacklist you for those pictures, videos and the tape. Not to mention losing your boyfriend, the respect of your family, friends, and the church’s priest that you respect a lot. I will now walk to the door. If you don’t crawl behind me and beg for mercy, I am leaving and ruining your life. Your call bitch”.

With those words, he let go of her hands and mouth, and he slapped her twice more, even harder than the first two slaps as she was laying on the ground. After the two slaps, he stood up, looked down at her small gorgeous body and started walking towards the door with the real intention of ending this none sense once and for all.

 

[Lady_Gamer]

Helen gave a small startled cry when Mark slapped her the first time and nearly moaned when he followed it up with a backhand. He grabbed a fist full of her hair and painfully forced her to the ground.

The professor tried to resist, but soon found Mark straddling her. He easily contained both of her wrists in one hand and covered her mouth with the other.

As he spoke furiously at her the woman found herself getting wet - she believed he would ruin her life if she didn't comply and it gave her an excuse to submit to his demands like the dirty slut that she was.

He slapped her twice before standing up and looking down at her, his eyes filled with lust and power. As he turned and walked to the door to leave his bitch whimpered as she got on her hands and knees. She crawled after him.

"Please Mark..." she looked up at him desperately. "Don't show anyone those pictures or videos...I'll do anything..."

 

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Mark laughed loud as his teacher crawled after him like the little pet she is. He grinned wide as he looked over his shoulders at her. She looked delicious crawling like a pet towards him, with her delicious cheeks turning bright red from the slaps. He kept walking to the door as she called him Mark instead of Master "Sorry pet, too late, you didn't address me properly".

With those words, Mark put his hand on the doorknob and prepared to turn the key. He had no intention of leaving but wanted to humiliate her more and have her accept his supremacy and admit her defeat and accepting her role as his sex slave.

 

[Lady_Gamer]

The woman's heart skipped a beat. She quickly lunged forward to grab on to one of the student's legs as if she could stop him from leaving her office. She wrapped her arms around his thigh; the back of his knee nestling nicely within her cleavage.

"Please, Master, forgive me!" she begged. "It won't happen again," she added as she watched his hand on the door knob nervously. She knew he had the ability to drag her out in to the hallway and she could hear the traffic of students as they ushered to and from their summer classes. Her heart rate increased.

 

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Mark looked at his teacher as her arms wrapped around his thigh, her breasts felt good on either side of his leg, and he pulled his leg forward a little dragging her a few inches forward just to increase her humiliation. He unlocked the door wanting to see how that would make her act. He had no intention to leave after she conceded he was her Master and submitted for him. He planned to publicly humiliate her but that should be left till she was properly broken and trained.

He moved his hands down and forced her to let go of his thigh, leaving her sitting on all fours. He leaned down on one knee and one of his arms wrapped around her back so his hand can take hold of her far breast while his other hand took her closer breast and he fondled them. His eyes didn't betray his lust as he played with the breasts he had dreamt of for so long. He didn't want to fondle her long and risk someone coming inside at that time, so let go of her breasts with a final hard and painful squeeze. He stood up and swatted her ass hard. The ass he had long fantasized about spanking and fucking.

He went back to the chair and sat down "Crawl to the door pet, lock it, kick off your shoes and crawl to kneel at my feet and offer yourself as my sex slave. After that it will be time for your first punishment as you badmouthed me and didn't obey immediately. It will be a harsh punishment so look forward to it". He smirked, his face had a wide evil grin, his eyes showed his lust, and in his mind those were the happiest moments in his life so far and what was to come promised to be even better. He was definitely looking forward to hurting his teacher and breaking her

 

[Lady_Gamer]

He pulled her forward while she was attached to his leg and unlocked the door. Helen looked panicked and begged him not to leave.

He reached down and removed her from his leg. She sat with her palms on the floor, looking up at her student. He knelt down in front of her and took a few moments to enjoy her chest before standing and spanked her ass hard. She yelped with pleasure.

Mark returned to the chair and sat down. He told her again what he wanted her to do, following it up with some threats of her impending punishment for being a mouthy bitch. He smirked: he knew he had her.

The woman was near the door, so it didn't take her much time to crawl to it and lock it again. She slowly removed her heels and turned to crawl towards the chair. She found her eyes focused on her Master's pants, hoping that her display of submission would inspire him to get hard.

She knelt before him and looked up to his eyes before saying, "Master, I wish to be the object of your pleasure. Do with me what you will." She bowed her head forward and awaited his response.

 

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Mark watched from his chair as his teacher, or more accurately described slave crawled to him, knelt before him and offered herself to service him. He was certainly hard, but she still hadn't earned the pleasure to tasting his cock just yet. It was time for some more humiliation.

He put his hand on her head and ruffled her hair, moving his fingers in her silky soft hair. It felt good to play with her soft hair. He patted her good like the pet she was "How does it feel down there pet? Cozy? It really suits you more to be on your knees rather than standing with your hands on your hips like a bitch. I will teach you to be a good submissive. I will teach you what Richard apparently couldn't" With those words he slapped her cheeks again. They were already red from the previous four slaps, but it was so much fun to face slap his gorgeous teacher.

"Now slave, stand up and describe your body and clothing for me. Then turn around and describe your backside to me and stay like that till I order you to move. You better do a good elaborate description or your punishment and humiliation will only get harder" With that said, he leaned back in the chair and waited for her to display herself "Don't take off any article of clothing yet my slave. Time will come for that."

 

[Lady_Gamer]

Mark petted her hair as he taunted her and followed it up with another set of hard slaps across her face. He instructed her to describe herself to him before leaning back smugly in his chair.

Helen stood slowly and looked down at herself, as if she had forgotten what she had put on that morning. She returned her gaze to her student's pants as she spoke.

"I am 5'8" with fire colored hair and green eyes," she started out quite obviously. She raised her hands to cup her breasts as she continued, "I have a 38D chest with large pink nipples, which is now concealed by my button up silk blouse and crimson tie. Underneath I am wearing a white lace bra with red ribbon trimming."

She slid her hands down her sides, accentuating her curves. "I have wide hips that my pleated red plaid skirt hangs from. Under that, I am wearing thong panties that match my bra. A garter belt holds up my thigh high stockings. My legs are long and toned from a regular running regimen."

She turned slowly to allow Mark a view of her backside. "My ass is completely exposed under my skirt," she continued. "The thong of my underwear do nothing to cover the round fullness of my cheeks."

She stood there, waiting eagerly.

 

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Mark chuckled as she looked down at herself thinking she was just stupid and clumsy, not like how she tried to make herself look, the strong independent woman who didn’t care what anyone thoughts and just teased with her dazzling beauty. He watched enjoying the show as she started describing her body and clothing. She was definitely tall, slim and drop dead gorgeous. It was hard for Mark to restrain himself and not jump and rape her right where she stood.

"I have a 38D chest with large pink nipples, which is now concealed by my button up silk blouse and crimson tie. Underneath I am wearing a white lace bra with red ribbon trimming." He licked his lips at that comment. He knew her breasts were a D cup, and he long dreamt of fondling, squeezing and licking those lush breasts. He dreamt even more or pinching, kissing, licking and biting her nipples which he now knew that she had large pink nipples which he should be enjoying soon enough.

"I have wide hips that my pleated red plaid skirt hangs from. Under that, I am wearing thong panties that match my bra. A garter belt holds up my thigh high stockings. My legs are long and toned from a regular running regimen." She continued to show off her body to him enjoying her description of hips and panties which had to come off as soon as possible so he his eyes can see, his hands can feel and his lips can taste that lovely body she was describing and hiding under those clothes.

"My ass is completely exposed under my skirt," she continued. "The thong of my underwear do nothing to cover the round fullness of my cheeks." At that part he was almost losing his mind. His hands moved on their own accord and slipped under her skirt, and trailed along the curves of the back of her thighs to reach her supple ass. His hands groped the firm and tender flesh for a few moments and had a lot of fun playing with her young tender flesh.

He then took out a CD from his bag and gave it to her “play this on your stereo slave, and perform a strip tease with the beat of my choice of music. After the strip tease you will be punished for slapping me and being disrespectful. If the strip tease is no good, then your boyfriend gets the pictures, and your punishment will become much harder so you better do a good job” He had no intention of sending the pictures to her boyfriend, or anyone else for that matter, but wanted her scared to death of what he could do to her reputation and life if she messed up on any of his requests.

 

[Lady_Gamer]

Helen was suitably terrified of what could happen if she didn't comply to Mark's demands of her. She took the CD from him and considered it while he told her his want. She glanced up at the student briefly before turning to walk towards her computer. She didn't have a stereo in her office, but the speaker system for her desktop was more than sufficient. She glanced at the door to make sure it was locked before asking, "What track?"

She placed the CD in the disk tray and hit the close button. Her media player popped up with only a slight hesitation. Mark told her which track to play; she selected it and let the first few seconds slip by while she listened. She and the student had widely different musical tastes. She had to admit that his selection was certainly a more dance-able than most of the stuff in her library.

She tried to soak in the beat of the music as she positioned herself before Mark. She was confident in her ability and didn't seem uncomfortable with the request. Her student probably had no idea that she had spent a good amount of her teenage years inside a dance studio. While she didn't have any stripping experience, she imagined the grace and flexibility from training ballet would undoubtedly help her performance.

She began with her hips. They swayed with the music as she rose her arms to involve her upper body. She waited for a dramatic recurring back beat before incorporating steps. It took at least half a minute of getting in to the music before she reached up for her tie. She grabbed it by the knot and the side of her neck; the knot was easily slipped off the short end. A snap of her wrist would untangle the length of fabric. She would grasp the tie in both hands, approaching Mark to slip it behind his neck. She would pull him forward as she leaned her chest towards his face. It was still covered by her shirt, but she continued to move her body sinuously. She would allow for the tie to slip from her hands, moving her fingers to unbutton her blouse. She'd get a couple open before straightening herself and stepping away from her student.

She danced around while continuing to unbutton her blouse. Once it was undone, she allowed for the fabric to slip off her shoulders. She caught it in one hand as it fell and tossed it near Mark's chair. She turned to face him and grabbed at her breasts through their covering, biting her lower lip. Her hands slipped down her curves and gripped at the band of her skirt. Instead of removing it, her hands continued their way down and unfastened her stockings from her garter belt. She reached up under her skirt and grabbed the sides of her panties. She pulled them down her legs slowly, managing to continue dancing with her upper body as she did so. She stepped out from the material and arched her back and she moved her body with the music to return to a standing position. She tossed her panties in to Mark's lap. She knew they would be damp with her excitement and hoped the student would be pleased.

She turned her back to the young man before reaching to unclasp her bra. She held the front for awhile as she continued to dance, removing the straps one at a time. She had Mark wait several moments before removing the garment entirely and was facing him when she finally took it off. Like she had said, her nipples were large and pink. Their coloration was soft against the creamy paleness of her skin. Her continued dancing caused for her heavy breasts to sway with her movements. Her bra joined the pile of clothing that was gathering near Mark's chair.

When the song ended, Helen was still wearing her skirt and stockings. She wondered briefly if she was supposed to strip faster - but it was supposed to be a tease, right? She looked at Mark a waited to hear what he thought of her performance.