My sweet addiction

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Stepping through the halls of my college I could feel my heart beating at a million beats a second; with each step the items in my hands felt heavier and heavier. Within a hundred feet of my destination, I could barely hold them. In one hand I had a cup of coke with a spritz of vanilla and in the other is a large sandwich from Jimmy Johns. The nervousness was not cause by why I was called to the office of my evil chemistry teacher, it was what was about to go down.

I had drugged the coke with something that would change her worthless life, she would soon suffer and learn her place as an animal. She had failed me for the semester for no other reason than she did not like me and in my mind, that makes her an animal, unable to suppress her impulses. She would soon have her impulses shifted to something more animalistic than spite, she soon will be craving my attention for the pill was not something as common as a date rape drug or aphrodisiac. It was my own personal concoction, it would make her addicted to the cum of the first man she tastes. Without that man's seed she would lose her mind and there would be nothing she could do about it.

Reaching the door, I open it. Stepping in with confidence I say "hello, I heard you wanted to speak with me, and I know that I need to speak with you".
 
- 'Yes, I had a lot of fun as well last night. Perhaps we can get together again this evening and see if we can actually pay attention to the movie this time? ^^ xxx'

Erica typed quickly on her phone and then sent the text. Not to some guy that held her heart, but to an attractive black haired woman that she had been seeing for a couple of weeks now. Last night indeed had been fun: a bottle of wine and a nice movie. The wine was enjoyed, the movie ignored.

No, men were not what Erica was interested in. She very much preferred the soft hands and body parts of another woman. To gently kiss soft lips and to passionate lick her taste from her fingers.

A new text arrives, from Yasemin of course, but before she has the chance to read it, a voice breaks the silence. "hello, I heard you wanted to speak with me, and I know that I need to speak with you".

She sighed as she immediately recognized the voice as one of her students. One she very much disliked, although she wasn't even sure why that was. Most likely just because he was a guy and in some way had rubbed her the wrong way.

- "Don't you know how to knock?"

She asked him annoyed and put the phone away without a chance to read if she had evening plans. It was a good thing she had already failed him for the semester, else she would most likely have done so now in her frustration. His arrogant voice, his cocky smile.

She didn't offer him to sit down, instead she gestured him to come to her desk.

- "What were you thinking with your last test? Have you not paid a single moment of attention to me? You made the most idiotic faults and still expected to pass the semester? You must truly be an idiot."
 
Smiling at his teacher, Jason steps forward towards her desk, placing the items in his hands onto her desk. Pushing them towards his professor he says "Well, I know how to play the game. You would have had me wait out there for an inordinate amount of time causing my day to be thrown off. However, I already know you are going to fail me for an asinine reason when I cal tell you just about anything you want to know about chemistry from stoichiometry, to cations and anions."

Taking a chair, Jason sits down and continues to speak, slightly eyeing the food "I know you do not like me, that was apparent from day one. I soon grew to find you to be an insufferable , prejudicial bitch." Getting a bit more comfortable in the chair, Jason motions towards the food and drink and then finally gets to the point "Ma'am, it would be beneficial for the both of us to make a truce because this ordeal shall have a rather adverse effect on my bank account and you shall just have to deal with me next semester."

Reaching forward and pushing the food and beverage closer to Erica, Jason opens his mouth and reaches the end of his little monologue articulating that the sandwich and coke are a peace offering and that he would like to start again with out the ill will if only to save both of them the trials of arguing and having to look at each other.
 
She eyed the cocky bastard and the 'peace offering' he brought.

- "I hope you don't expect some easy do over test now that you have brought me a coke. The university rules allow you indeed one more attempt, to be graded by me. But fine, I will accept the drink and sandwich and will of course give you a fair shot."

Like hell he was going to succeed the do over test. Even the best students would have a hard time with it, and he clearly wasn't the best student or he wouldn't need the do over. She continued to eye him.

- "Anything else?"
 
"Actually, yes there is something else" Jason says with a sly smile on his lips, watching and waiting till she takes the food, waiting till the next chapter of their spite filled relationship begins "It may behoove you to grade my test as if it were that of your favorite student, because if I do somehow fail, we shall be meeting and talking a lot more and you shall be damned to dealing with me more than you would ever like".

Standing up, Jason walks towards the door, jokingly knocking on it before walking out, closing it behind him and standing just outside, waiting till she gets her first taste of his seed.
 
Erica took a sip of the coke as she retrieved her phone again and finally looked at the text her friend had sent. She smiled as she read it, confirming another movie night this evening and she quickly texted back, including some complaining about her cocky student.

When the text was sent she took a bite of the sandwich. The first bites were quite good, but then her tongue found a unfamiliar flavour. She swallowed the bite she had in her mouth and then opened the sandwich.

A loud curse could be heard even in the hallway as she saw what Jason had done with the sandwich. She couldn't really believe her eyes. On top of the slice of cheese was a white substance that even as a lesbian she recognized. She truly couldn't believe he had done this. He had not even bothered to try to hide it. He was going to get in so much trouble over this.

But as she eyed the seed on her sandwich, she felt her tongue long for more of its taste. Without being able to fight it she brought the sandwich to her mouth and took another big bite. She felt both disgusted and hungry for it and in no time she ate all evidence of the cruel act.

She felt sick and couldn't believe what she had done.
 
Hearing her curse from the other side of the door, Jason turned the knob and calmly walks in, not letting the nerves show on his face. After hours, no days in the lab, his plan is coming to fruition. Looking at her disgust but need, he could tell that he had won, he had come out on top. Walking towards her as she takes the last bite with a smug smile on his mug, he says "Well, my goodness, you seemed hungry professor. If you want, I can go make you another one, with extra sauce".

Still walking forward, he places his hands down in front of her and laughs a little before giving her a light slap on the face in order to snap her out of the little funk she is in.
 
She eyed him, pure hate in her eyes. If looks could kill he would drop dead right here, resurrect, catch fire and die again, before getting hit by a meteor.

- "You Fucking Sick Bastard! What the Hell did you think you were doing. I will tell the principal of this and you... Fuck. You are sick!"

She ranted against him. Of course there wasn't a lot to prove now that she had eaten all the evidence of his action and it would just be her word against his. She still couldn't believe what he had made her do, but she had more trouble with her own action of eating the sandwich after she found his seed.
 
Looking into her eyes with his proud and mocking eyes, Jason felt victory in his vengeful grasp. For every time she had embarrassed him in class and failed him on tests he had passed, she would suffer ten fold.

"you may not want to speak to me like that bitch, as you may have noticed, you could not stop yourself from eating my seed up. You may think I am horrible at chemistry but it is actually quite the opposite. When you drank that coke, you also ingested a little something that I concocted from the things I learned both in your class and psychology. What you ingested actually modified your chemical balance slightly so that without my seed, you shall...well lets just say there will be a nice padded cell in your future" Jason reveals as he walks around the desk and places his hands on the shoulders of his professor.
 
- "Don't you dare to touch me or speak to me that way"

Erica said, still too angry at her cocky student. As Jason spoke of the coke, she eyed the drink. She only had a few sips of it so the cup was still nearly full, hopefully that would mean that if Jason spoke the truth, the effect would wear off soon enough.

Part of her indeed very much feared there was some truth to his words. Her tongue seemed to want more of the taste, but as long she didn't actually see seed she felt in control. She feared what she would do if she did see his seed.

Rather than talking she focused on her breathing as it also gave her time to come up with a plan out of this mess. After all, her knowledge of chemistry wasn't poor.
 
He could imagine what was going through her mind as they spoke, letting his hands travel a little further down, he cups her breasts and roughly gropes them through her shirt before saying "I will talk to you and touch you as I please because even the little bit you drank is enough to alter your chemical balance; the only difference is that as opposed to needing more of my seed right now, you will go till about five tonight before you need your real fix. And, the fresher the seed, the longer you can go without absolutely need it.".

Leaning forward he whispers into her ear "I know you already want some, I am more than happy to provide it this time for free. All you need to do is kneel on the ground in front of me".
 
She gasped when he grabbed her breasts. The last 15 years no man had been allowed to touch her breasts. But as he spoke of his seed, she indeed could feel some need for it building up.

She looked at him as he leaned forward and whispered for her to get on her knees. Instead of doing so, she raised her hand and slapped him the face. Hard enough to leave a red imprint of where her hand had been.

- "Even if you have me addicted to seed... there is no way I am going to get on my knees for you. I will get you expelled and find someone else. Anybody will be better than your seed, until I find a cure for what you did."

As she spoke of seed... his seed... she felt herself getting more and more hungry for it. But she was not going to lose this battle with him.
 
Lightly rubbing the red imprint on his face, Jason smiles at the thought of her blowing and fucking other men in order satiate her need for cum; the thought alone was enough to turn him on. interweaving his hand through her hair and pulling her head back so she is forced to look up, he looks down and says "well my addict, it is not that simple, do you think I would make you into just a common slut? You need my specific cum in your body, or else the chemical imbalance shall make you go crazy, and no amount of drug and therapy could save your worthless ass."

Patting her cheek with his free hand, he once more talks about her getting on her knees and begging for his seed and how he would be happy to pump her full of it and how all she has to do is acknowledge that she will be subserviant to him.
 
- "Leave now and I might forget about getting you expelled"

Erica said, not so much on his behalf but because all this talking about his seed was making her very hungry for it. She wasn't sure she would be able to control herself for much longer if this 'conversation' continued. She indeed knew there were ways so make people addicted to a specific taste, but she very much doubted this bastard had the skills for that. She shivered at the thought of him speaking the truth.

More than once her eyes wandered from the red spot on his face to the bulge in his pants. She might hate everything about him, it seemed he had a thing for her. She clenched her mouth as she fought the need she was feeling.
 
Watching her eyes travel from the red slap mark to his groin, he smiled and slightly chuckled at the thought of having him expelled. He knew that she would not be able to do it, as is there is no real proof other than an addiction; and by her behavior, he found it doubtful that she would actually go to anyone and tell them that she gobbled down a cum coated sandwich like there was no tomorrow.

"listen whore, you will get on your knees and beg to taste my seed, you are going to beg me to coat your mouth with my thick cum. I know you crave it, you need it and you should just give in. So long as you become my pet, I shall be more than happy to let you taste my ejaculate" Jason says one last time before slowly turning around to leave, stepping slowly in the event that she does cave in to her desires as opposed to letting them build.
 
With every step he took away from her, the need seemed to spread further through her body. She grasped her desk as she fought the urge to give in to him. Most likely if it had been anyone but him, she would have done so but she really detested this student.

It was a long and slow ordeal to watch him leave but then finally he left the room. Erica sighed in relief and even felt the hunger lighten a bit now he was out of her view. It was hard to fully believe everything he had told her and yet she feared how much of it could be true.

She watched the coke on her desk and decided she would test it later. Most likely it would at least tell her what she was dealing with, and perhaps it even was a first step to finding a solution. She really had no intention of becoming his pet.
 
Jason was not an idiot, there was a reason he left the coke, he wanted her to examine it and find out how to cure herself, find out that the only way to rid herself of the thirst is to quit like one would a drug. However upon examination, she would also see that he was in fact correct about how both the drug works.

Walking to his apartment, he leaves the door unlocked if Erica actually decides to go through his student file and find his address. Flipping on the tube, he switches the channel to the BBC and listens to Doctor Who as he sets water to boil. Pulling out a package of ramen to cook, he also grabs a couple bottles of sweet tea and patiently waits for what he fantasized about since the first time the stupid slut had failed him without even looking at his test.
 
Erica ran some tests on the coke, but all she managed to find out right away was that there was indeed a strange substance in the coke. Any thing else would require time so she had to wait at least till the next day to learn more.

But as the day passed, and she wasn't reminded about her annoying student or seed, the hunger seemed to pass. Her mind convinced herself that she hadn't tasted enough of the coke to have a permanent addiction to his seed and that now it had worn off. Or even that she had only imagined things. The human mind was funny that way.

When the school day ended, she went to Yasemin again and told her a little about Jason and his cruel action, but soon focused on her beautiful company. They enjoyed a nice pasta together and after that snuggled on the couch.

As the night came, Erica first thought that the pasta didn't fully agree with her. Her tummy started to feel upset and that feeling only got worse. Rather early she found the bed, sad that it wasn't for the reasons they had planned. It took a few more hours before she connected her feelings to the earlier incident at school. The moment the realisation came, her body completely craved his seed.

She slipped out of the bed without waking Yasemin and on her laptop she found the address of Jason. Part of her wanted to resist going, but there was just no way she could. Right now she had the feeling she would do everything to get her 'fix'.

10 minutes later she knocked on his door, rather loud and consistently. In the distance she heard a church clock telling the world it was 4 AM. At least the guy hadn't been completely right with his timing.
 
Sitting in front of the T.V. eating his ramen, Jason occasionally glances at the clock, at first thinking that he had gotten his prediction wrong, but when the clock hit ten, he knew he fucked up. As the clock struck eleven, he knew in the morning he would only have a few options and each one of them had a high probability of either ruining his life and getting him expelled, or ruining his life and getting tossed in jail. Looking at his phone briefly he sets an alarm for five in the morning and goes to lay down, his heart racing as he tries to decide how to save his skin.

As the clock strikes one he finally drifts up to an uneasy sleep, tossing and turning throughout the night, he wakes up to the sound of a consistent pounding on his door. Listening to an announcement of being the police, security, or some other law/rule enforcing entity. Hearing none, he rolls out of bed clad only in his boxers he rushes to the door and looks through the peephole. Seeing Erica, he feels his heart skip a beat. Taking a deep breath and feeling his hate wash over him, he opens the door with a swagger and says "well I guess my calculation was off, but the slut has come. Are you going to get on your knees and bow your head to me?"
 
Erica shot him an angry glance. He might have the upperhand, it didn't mean she was just going to roll over and do tricks for him. But as her eyes glanced to his cock, she knew she would do about anything he told her, to get his seed.

- "Shut up and just give me what I need."

She hissed at him and pushed him out of the way so she could enter his room. She was very aware it would only be seconds before she would get on her knees for him and she really didn't want to be in the door opening when she gave in.

- "Fine, you have succeeded at your test and I will make sure you pass the semester. Now give me the antidote."

She told him, unable to take her eyes from his cock.
 
Looking at her slightly bemused by her lack of embarrassment over the situation; he walks into his room and retrieves his phone. Returning to the main room, he turns on the camera and then says "Do you honestly think I would bother to make an antidote for a pathetic slut such as yourself?". Laughing, he closed in on the professor, and continued to speak "I gave you the option to do this with some dignity in your office, but now we do it right. You are going to strip and get on your knees. Then you are going to look at my cock and before you may even lick it, you will pledge to be my personal pet. Then you shall properly beg for your meal. Anything less than that shall end with you tied up in the bathroom until you are willing.".

Waiting for her to decide, he slowly peels his boxers off and tosses them into his room, always keeping the camera on Erica in an attempt to document everything that happens, not just as blackmail but for her to watch when she is not so desperate in order to remind her how pathetic she is without his cum.
 
- "You caused this... so you should also be able to make...."

She said, clearly not happy with the way he spoke to her and the instructions he gave her, but as his cock came in view, the hunger instantly got a lot worse... she hadn't thought that was truly possible.

Part of her just wanted to drop to her knees and claim what she needed, but she had no doubt that he was serious with his words. Doubting his words was something she had done earlier today and had been proven wrong.

She took off her jacket, revealing she had only been wearing a sexy night shirt and panties under it. The hunger was worse enough that she quickly stripped from those pieces of 'clothing' as well and then she got on her knees.

- "Give me what I need"

She hissed at him, hoping that having her naked was enough for him. She really didn't want to humiliate herself any further.
 
Watching her strip and eyeing the addict like she is nothing more than a piece of meat; he tracks the camera with her motion and makes sure that it gets a full view of her nudity.

Using his free hand, he wraps it around his semi-hard cock and gives it a few strokes in order to tease his guest before growling at her and saying " you will only get worse and worse, if you want to save yourself the suffering, you will swear to be my pet and nothing more than property, and then you shall beg for your meal. Otherwise, I am more than happy to take the load I have been building up and blow it into tissue."

Looking down on her, his mind flashes with some ideas of what he could do to her in payment for giving her his seed. Ideas of keeping her in a cage, using her as a foot rest, keeping her around to clean up and cook floated through his head.

"well?" he impatiently asks as he glances over to the drawer he keeps the rope he used to use for some of his physics projects the previous semester. She would some day taste the bite of that rope but for now he was hoping to get past the second step sooner as opposed to waiting till the morning when she is even more desperate. He wants at least some semblance of consent in the video, not just a drool junkie barely able to do anything but nod.
 
To her shock she realized that she would even lick the tissue clean with her tongue if that would end the hunger. That, more than his actual words, made her realise in how much trouble she was really in.

She eyed the camera, knowing very well what leverage it gave over her and what shit it could cause if the recording came in the wrong hands. But no recording would ever be as much leverage as the situation she was already in.

- "Fine, I will be your pet. Your property if you wish to call it so. Please give me my meal."

Begging was not something she was very skilled at, and her words sounded very monotone. At least the camera recorded the desperate look she had in her eyes while she spoke the words.
 
As she gives into his desires, he cannot help but laugh. The stupid bitch who had set out to essentially ruin his life by failing him had finally got what was coming to her. Stepping closer, he holds his cock just inches from her mouth and says "You may suck it slut, you may milk my cock of the seed that is the only thing that could satisfy a cumdump such as yourself".

Holding the camera above so that it would get a perfect view of her sucking a student's cock. "Oh, and make sure to smile, you are on camera" he quips as he runs his hand through her hair and firmly grasps is "and if I feel teeth, there shall be hell to pay, am I understood?"
 
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