Please, Professor

[Guest]

Khadijha Ahmeed, African, studying American History as a major but cannot past American history (1650-1850 or the times during slavery). Deepest fantasy is to be a BDSM slave to an older male
but doesn't know how to be.

I want this thread to hopefully grow with more and more people added...eventually, but for now...lets just start small.
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I pushed Mr. Gregory into his office and locked the door. He was about to say something but I had already discarded my white halter top.

"Ms. Ahmeed, do you know that I could have you expelled for improper sexual conduct? You could lose-

I kissed him to shut him up. I thought he was going to fight but instead, he took control. He wrapped his arms around my waist and all but threw me on top of his desk. His lips took control of mine and he forced his tongue into my mouth. Almost as sudden as we came together, he tore us apart from eah other.

"Why are you here," He asked,

I gave him the most innocent of looks, "I know I am failing your class but I want to past really bad and I am willing to do anything to past." I don't know how convincing I was because even I could hear my teeth chattering.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Professor Randall Achmed Gregory, M.A., Ph.D.

Professor Gregory is a widower and has been for a bit over five years. During that time, after he'd finished mourning the loss of his loved wife and slave Doreen, he'd had more than one opportunity to enjoy the 'favors' of co-eds who either liked older and more experienced men, or those seeking an easy and pleasurable way to boost their grades. However, the professor was very selective in those he bedded.

They had to be very attractive, they had to have a slender to medimum frame and if any endowment was promenent it had to be their breasts, but not overly so. A bit large for their frame was sufficient to please and arouse him and they also had to be firm with minimal sag, so most likely rarely braless.

They also had to be intelligent and self confident for the professor had little time for or patience with "doormats" regardless of his other primary requirement... they had to be willingly submissive.

You see the professor and his Doreen had lived as secret Master and slave for 20 of their 27 year marriage and that is the only relationship that he wished to have with a woman. Anything less he called akin to masterbation for there was just no spice to the physical as there is in a true BDSM relationship.

Now he stood with his thighs between the splayed thighs of Ms. Ahmeed looking down at her, her bare breasts with their hard nipples and her lovely, high cheekboned, fine featured face and large, dark and worry or fear filled eyes as he listened to her say, "I know I am failing your class but I want to past really bad and I am willing to do anything to past."

"Ms. Ahmeed, you'd do well to consider your choice of words before speaking them, not just now but for the rest of your life. Being inaccurate in your choice of words or wording can and very well may cause you a great deal of trouble if you don't.
"You've just told me that, and I quote, 'I'm willing to do anything to pass.'

"Do you realize the ramifications of what you've just said and offered Ms. Ahmeed?
"Are you well aware that fulfilling what you've offered leaves you open to anything, anything at all I may choose or wish to do to or with you?
"That you've left yourself no 'out', no escape. That in order to pass you've offered to give yourself to me fully and totally in any and every conceiveable way Ms. Ahmeed?"

He stopped speaking and remained standing there looking down at her with his now tumenescent manhood pressed hard through her shorts against the cushion of her pussy as he waited to hear her apologize and beg him not to either report her to the administration for disciplinary measures or to let her don her halter again and leave.

OOC: I hope this is what you're looking for in the role of the Professor. *S
If not just advise me and I'll delete my post.

 

[Guest]

Khadijha

She licked her lips, "Sir, I meant every word that I said. I do wish to pass you class and will do what I have to do in order to do so. I am willing young woman and I do understand the ramifications of my words and actions. And I've made all the neccessary precautions to ensure that neither of us will get in trouble.

"So please sir, tell me if there is any way for me to pass your class?"

I decided to be bold again, which is totally out of my character. I reached between us and undid his pants. I grasped his penis in my hand and started stroking it up and down...I had never been so close to a man's penis before and even I could feel my hands shaking.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Professor Randall Achmed Gregory, M.A., Ph.D.

*Smack!* His hand slaps her's away from his erection and his pants as he growls, "Were you given permission to touch me? Did you ask for permission to touch me?
"Before that's even a possibility you have much to learn Ms. Ahmeed.
"However, before any discussions and since you're so eager and have already locked the door you will stand up and undress the rest of the way for me.
"Once you're nude you will display yourself to me, all of you that is. There won't be a square inch of your body that will remained unseen.
"When you've done so to my satisfaction you will stand and face me with your hands behind your neck, your arms and shoulders back, your legs apart and your hips pushed forward and remain that way.
"When in position you will explain exactly what you meant when you said, "...I've made all the neccessary precautions to ensure that neither of us will get in trouble."

"Begin now Ms. Ahmeed," he says "and if you need directions ask for them."

Then he moves and he sits on the edge of his desk with his hard penis sill standing out past his open fly.

 

[Guest]

She rubbed her hands and then wiped a developing tear from her eye. Since she didn't have a top on, she went down to her baggy dark jeans. When she took them off, she revealed a small waist yet nice round thighs, hips, and very soft bottom that bore a fading tattoo reading, "Bootylicious". She removed the black thong she wore. She had an unshaven pussy covered by short black curls, similiar to the ones on her head.

She never raised her head until now and she wondered whether she saw disgust or awe in his eyes. She swallowed a huge amount of air and placed her hands behind her neck. She held her head high with some trembling and her arms and shoulders back. Her legs were spread apart and though it did hurt a little, she successful held her hips out pushed forward.

"I made sure everyone was gone," She said quietly, "I didn't want anyone except the janitors to interrupt us and even then I made it my choice to be here between their shift changes, every three hours. If you look in my bag, there are condoms just in case and if you didn't want to use condoms, then I had a prescription for the morning after pill." She took another deep breath a sudden chill made her nipples harden even more, " There was a security camera in your room, but that was removed a few days ago if I am not mistaken. Two handymen came in and removed it because it had technical difficulties. No, I paid them my entire stipen for four months to have it removed."

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Professor Randall Achmed Gregory, M.A., Ph.D.

"I see.
"Well Ms. Ahmeed now it is time for you to display all that you are offering to me for my use as I see fit.
"Slowly turn until and stop when you are facing away from me. Then you will slowly bend at the waist and widen your legs more for me.
"Once you're bent parrallel to the floor you will reach back, you will grip your buttocks and you will spread yourself wide open for me Ms. Ahmeed.
"You will show me your anus or asshole, your vaginal or cunt's mouth and your pussy lips or labia with your breasts or tits hanging down and framed by your thighs.
"Then you will stand just that way until I allow you to move again and you will answer questions I will ask.
"If you have any questions of your own ask them now. If you have changed your mind dress and leave. Otherwise obey me Ms. Ahmeed. Now."

 

[Guest]

Khadijha

She turned slowly until she was facing away from him. She then bent slowly just as he asked. She felt a bit naked...as if that was possible.

"Once you're bent parrallel to the floor you will reach back, you will grip your buttocks and you will spread yourself wide open for me Ms. Ahmeed."

At first, it felt as if she couldn't get a good grip on her cheeks and when she did, she opened herself slowly. She had never felt so naked before in my life, even though she was fully nude now.

She bent over more, revealing her anus and then her pussy lips and finally to the opening of her vagina. She bit down on her lips as the blood rushed to every inch of her body. She shuddered as a chill filled the air and a clear liquid filled her pussy.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Professor Randall Achmed Gregory, M.A., Ph.D.

"Very good Ms. Ahmeed. You're obedience has saved you from a punishment for doing otherwise," he says as he sits his eyes drinking in her body, it's openings and the humiliation and embarrassment she feels racing through her body. Oh and quietly chuckling as he sees the hint of wetness gathering in the opening to her vagina.

"Now Ms. Ahmeed," the professor says, "you will tell me, and explicitly, just how you feel right this moment. You will be explicit and you will be intimately detailed in your physical feelings as well as your mental and emotional ones as you explain while I look at your anus and vagina that's becoming nice and wet as I watch.
"You will also explain why it's getting wet and you will tell me everything you're willing to do for me.
"You may begin Ms. Achmeed. Oh, and do ignore my hands or fingers Ms. Achmeed should I wish to touch or probe just continue doing as I've instructed.
"Begin now."

 

[Guest]

"Mentally, I feel stupid as if I have just sign my soul away from the devil but physically, I have never been so horny in my life.

"I feel as though eveyone in the world has their eyes on my body, though I only know you are the only one in the room. My lips are dry yet for some reason eager to be wrapped around your hard penis. My breast feel hot and heavy yet I want them to be held and suck on. My pussy feels like a ripe fruit, examined and ready to bust opens it goodness at any moment and in my heart, I hope that you will be the one to taste that goodness. With every breathe, I can feel my nudity a thousand times over and each cell in my being feel as though it is magnified a million times over.

"Emotionally, I feel scared yet excited of what may happen. Of what things your intelligent brain can come up with..."

She felt his fingers tugging on her curls and could feel her cum lightly sprinkle them. She tried to stand still but moved her hips lightly. She licked her lips again as his fingers went towards her anus...

"Umm," she said rather weakly. She was slowly losing control and started moving her hips toward his finger. "Everytime I feel the cool air in this room," She said trying to control herself and even then she couldn't do that, "I feel as though a group of women are touching me in areas where I wouldn't touch myself and it feels so good."

"Much like your fingers, professor. " She thought. Her heart started pounding. Adrenaline was pumping through her body. She decided right then and there that she wanted him to do what he would with her. With or without a pssing grade.

"I want this experience," She admitted to herself and him, "I want to give myself over without any abandonment." She released one cheek and placed her hand over his. She guided him back down to her now soaking wet pussy and a soft moan escaped her lips.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Professor Randall Achmed Gregory, M.A., Ph.D.

No sooner has she released her buttock and gripped his hand trying to pull it to her overheated and now very wet labia and vagina than his other hand grips her wrist and abruptly jerks her around, to him and over his lap.

The hard, spongy head of his penis is pressing hard into the apex of her wet and slick labia apex as the hand he's jerked free presses down on the small of her back pinning her in place.

Her breasts are crushed as flat as their size and firmness allows between her chest and his thigh. Her stance elevates her bottom well presenting it for what's about to occur.

His voice is never raised as he speaks, but there's absolutely no doubt about the authority in it, the commanding presence that will brook no disobedience or disrespect in any way or manner at all.

"Ms. Aheed, I overlooked your first breach of eqtiquette and impertinence when you dared to bare my penis and grip it and chalked it up to inexperience.
"However, I will not overlook your disobedience, your willful seeking of your own pleasure before assuring I've had mine and will even permit you to have yours.
"You will now be soundly spanked to teach you a much needed lesson.
"I will spank you twenty times on your ass cheeks and the backs of your thighs .
"You will count each one of them. You will then thank me for the spank and you will ask me for another. You will continue this until you've counted all twenty.
"If you miscount that spank will be done over again.
"If you lose count I will begin once again from the beginning and you're next count will be "one".
"If all of that is very, very clear to you then you may ask, nay beg me like a bad little girl would her father, a bad slave would her Master, to begin your punishment... or you may ask to dress and leave me."

As he's been slowly, quietly and clearly speaking his free hand has been stroking, rubbing, caressing the stretched tight and smooth skin of her bottom. Now and then growing sooo close to her labia, but never quite touching her there. The caressing and stroking continues as he awaits her reply.

 

[Guest]

Khadijha

"If all of that is very, very clear to you then you may ask, nay beg me like a bad little girl would her father, a bad slave would her Master, to begin your punishment... or you may ask to dress and leave me."

"Master, please spank me," She didn't sound too convincing. Not even to herself. She made her voice a little fearful, taking from the fear of having herself spanked. Something that was never done to her.."Master, please I beg you. Please spank me. What I did was wrong. I should've made sure you were pleased first." That sounded a lot better and from her vantage point she looked at him....

*SMACK*

"ONE!" The pain wasn't that bad, but it did sting. It made her shiver and when she shivered she became wetter.

*Smack* "TWO."

*Smack* "Three!"

*Smack* "Four!," Tears coursed down her cheek. Her ass was throbbing and felt huge and red in her mind's eyes. She wanted so bad to rub her bottom. Just to smoothe the pain away.

*SMACK* "Marun!, I mean Five!" She slipped into her native tongue of Yoruba by mistake and prayed that Master didn't hear her. She waited patiently for her next smack

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Professor Randall Achmed Gregory, M.A., Ph.D.

" "Shit" is it Ms. Ahmeed?
"Very well from now on we will continue in that vernacular. From now on you will refer to any and all of your body parts and places as they do on the street.
"You will use the language of a slut.
"Remember that or pay the price, the painful price," the professor says as he pauses in his spanking momentarily.

Then it begins once more. A steady tattoo of hard spanks to tender skin and flesh.

*Smack!* to the outside of her hip

*Smack!* to the swell on that buttock

*Smack!* to the swell of the other one

*Smack! Smack!! two fast and hard ones to the undersides of both buttocks as she squrims and writhes moving the hard, but spongy and wide head of his penis in her slit.

*Smack!* to the outside of the other hip

*Smack!* to the cleft of her buttocks

*Smack!* to her ass cleft again but lower

*Smack!* to the top of her left tight were it meets her cheek

*Smack!* to the top of her other thigh in the same place

 

[Guest]

By the fifteenth smack, her entire being felt spanked. Her mother and father never spanked her so hard, in fact, her mother and father never spanked her.

Ever inch of her dark brown skin was red. Tears were rolling down her face likie waterfalls and the feeling of his penis entering her body was borderline euphoria. She never thought a in a million years that she would lose her virginity was going to be like this..

*SMACK*, She thought back, "Um, sixteen?" She said questionly. This one was close to her pussy and stung worst than the others. It made her fall back even more on his cock.

*Smack* "Seventeen." Right on her left cheek. THe second hurt because the first one still had a sting.

*Smack* "Eighteen." Another well of tears flooded her eyes. She didn't think she could take much more of this. She was burning all over and the pain was just terrible.

*Smack* "Nineteen!" She was sobbing and trying not to wipe her tears away. For an old man he had a heavy hand. This smack was right on her thigh and made her jerk back on his penis again. She was starting to feel a animalistic pull in her pussy. She wanted to feel him inside of her but at the same time she didn't want to feel the pain of him taking her virginity away.

But then again....

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Professor Randall Achmed Gregory, M.A., Ph.D.

*Smack!* This, the final one was calculated to elicit the strongest response thus far.
The Professor's hand landed on the underside of her ass cheeks with his two middle fingers separated from the others. The palm other fingers impacted the firm swells of her cheeks, but not the two middle ones. Oh no not those two fingers.
They landed right on her tightly puckered and no doubt virgin anus and their tips on her pussy adding a wet *Splat* to the sound of the final spank.
The hand on her back pressed down harder pinning her in place as she tried to move, to shake off the pain as it grew and swelled then exploded through her body.
As she writhed and squirmed his other hand's fingernails began to lightly scratch all over the skin he'd just highly sensitized adding more sensation to what she was already feeling, but this time erotic sensations to mix with the pain, the sting from the spanking and the heat that had to be filling her as it grew and swelled within her.
He smiled as he listened to her sounds of pain and pleasure and watched her as her hips began to seek something to fulfill her in some way.

 

[Guest]

She wasn't sure to moan or cry. She was torn between the pain that developed from her aching ass and the pain that was developing in her pussy. Between tears she would moan softly. His nails scraping her flesh was soothing.

But that was physical pain, that would go away eventually. Right now, her body wanted pleasurable pain. Right now her body yearned for his cock filling her and without thinking about ti her hips slowly went back, filling her just a little bit more. When she thought that he wouldn't care if she kept going she did it a little bit more. She purposely went slow. She would stop an inch or so every now and then, just to get used to him filling her.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Professor Randall Achmed Gregory, M.A., Ph.D.

*SMACK!* By far the hardest spank yet lands on her behind. The force raises her onto her toes as his hand lands on the underside of her cheeks and the tops of her thighs then he growls at her.

"Have you not learned the lesson yet Ms. Ahmeed? Perhaps you can't learn and that's why you are having such difficulty in my class.
"My pleasure comes before yours."
*SMACK!* Yet again and to the same area but on the other side this time.
"Do you remember now? Will you always remember that... slut and perhaps slave to be?"

 

[Guest]

"I'll remember that," She cried out, "I so sorry, sir. I shouldn't have did that. Please no more spankings though!" She was shivering all over and she wondered now why she hadn't put her clothes back on earlier and left.

"Because you are curious, that's why," She told herself, "And you know what they say, Curiousity killed the cat," She smiled and whispered, "But satisfaction brought him back."

She tried to stay still but every time she felt the cool air from his overhead fan touch her aching skin she would tremble just a little. Not from fear of him but out of excitement. That's why she did what she did and she was going to say what she was going to say...

"Sir, my pussy is wet and it needs your cock inside of it. I have never felt the need to want to fuck a man before. I don't care what you do to me..just do it, please....

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Professor Randall Achmed Gregory, M.A., Ph.D.

"As we are now conversing in the vernacular of the streets slut, you want to be a slut don't you Ms. Ahmeed or more accurately you want to be my slut don't you, what you're telling me is you've never been fucked before is that correct? You're saying that you are a virgin and that now you find that your cunt is in desperate need of a cock fucking it, ramming into it, driving you wild with lust and passion so you may cum if I allow it.
"Is all of that correct," the professor asks quietly as the scratching stops and his fingertips begin to lightly ruffle and stroke the wet curls of her pubic hair.

 

[Guest]

"Yes sir, this virgin sluts needs you to fuck her. Please." She was a bit suprised of herself. She had never talked like this. "Please fuck me," She begged even louder, "PLease fuck this virgin cunt. I don't care if I don't cum! I just want to feel your dick between my legs."

With each heart beat, her pussy throbbed a bit more and she could feel the cum soaking her skin.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Professor Randall Achmed Gregory, M.A., Ph.D.

His hand slides up her back from where it had been pressing her down in place as he watched her hips moving, seeking what she craved so badly.

When he reaches the nape of her neck his hand closes and his fingers sink into the muscles. He uses her neck to raise her from his lap and push her to her knees before him, then he tips up her face so she has to look at him as he speaks.

"You've begged well and properly slutty Ms. Aheed, but your plea is denied.
"I only fuck those I own, those who have freely and willingly given all of themselves to me for my pleasure and use in any way I choose and see fit to take it or to use them.
"You haven't done that so I deny you your fuck."

He pauses and sees the dejection in her dark eyes and on her lovely tear streaked face as she hears him denying her then he continues, "However slutty Ms. Ahmeed, there is a way you may recieve what you've begged me for, one way.
"You may sign a contract giving yourself to me until the end of the school year and if you are successful in pleasing me you'll be fucked often in every place you can be fucked... and you'll possibly also salvage your grade point average.
"We both know you're having a great difficulty with the study of American and World History where slavery is concerned. If you sign the contract I mentioned you will live as my slave so experience what it is like first hand. Then you will write a paper for me about all of your experiences, your feelings and thoughts as a slave for extra credit.
"Now the choices are all up to you slut and potential slave.
"Will you sign such a contract knowing that if you do you are surrendering yourself to me mind and body for the term of the arrangement? Will you sign knowing that you will be punished if you displease or disobey me in any way just as a slave would be punished, very likely painfully. Will you sign and become my slave and my slut Ms. Ahmeed so you may recieve the fuck you begged me for moments ago?"

 

[Guest]

"You've begged well and properly slutty Ms. Aheed, but your plea is denied.

"What, what do you mean you deny me?!" She suddenly felt like the worst whore in the world.

"Will you sign such a contract knowing that if you do you are surrendering yourself to me mind and body for the term of the arrangement? Will you sign knowing that you will be punished if you displease or disobey me in any way just as a slave would be punished, very likely painfully. Will you sign and become my slave and my slut Ms. Ahmeed so you may recieve the fuck you begged me for moments ago?"

She didn't think long. She nodded her head, "Yes sir, I'll sign anything. I'll do whatever you want." She wasn't sure what was making her say this but she was saying it all the same, "Please just take me, sir. Please..." Right about now, she didn't care about her grades. To hell with her grades..this was for her.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Professor Randall Achmed Gregory, M.A., Ph.D.

He releases her and moves around behind his desk and sits down then says, "Come over her and kneel beside me Ms. Ahmeed.
"Kneel with your back straight and shoulders back to push out your tits.
"Kneel with your legs wide apart and sit with your bottom on your heels. Put your hands lightly on your thighs and stay that way until told to do otherwise."

Then he turns on his computer as he watches her.

"Oh and crawl to me on all fours Ms. Ahmeed, like a slut and slave would for her Master."

 

[Guest]

She got down on all fours and crawled to him behind his desk. She knelt beside him as he commanded with her back straight and her shoulders back. She had never before noticed how heavy her breast were until now.

She sat with her bottom on her heels and her hands on her thighs. She purposely placed her hands high enough so that if she moved her finger over just a little, she could touch herself. She looked up at him, the tears had pretty much dried for now....at least.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Professor Randall Achmed Gregory, M.A., Ph.D.

As the computer boots up he watches as she does as instructed and crawls him and kneels as he described. His penis throbs and twitches as he watches her firm breasts swaying and jiggling as she crawls and the sits and takes in her nudity once again when she's in her kneeling position.

"Are you very, very certain that this is your desire Ms. Ahmeed? If you wish to change your mind do so before I bother to print out a Slave Contract for you to sign.
"If you don't then show me by placing my hand on a breast and asking me to squeeze it, to hurt you and arouse myself even more at the same time."

As he's been speaking he's opened folders and files on his computer and now has a Word document on the monitor with the heading: "CONSENSUAL AND VOLUNTARY SLAVERY CONTRACT".

Now he's sitting and looking down at her as he awaits her choice and decision.

 

[Guest]

She smiled, a dark and dangerous smile. She took his hand and placed it over her breast. "Please squeeze my breast, Master," She said in a very seuxal voice, "And squeeze it hard." She tightened her grip over his hand and squeezed it for him but she knew she wasn't doing it anywhere close to as hard as he could do it.