Studying Professor Ulrich's Body (Closed Roleplay)

[TakenMovieFan]

Steven Williams was a scholarship student and a very unlucky one because as part of his scholarship program, he was forced to take a Women's Studies class. Normally, being surrounded by women in such a class wouldn't be a problem as he liked them and also liked meeting every requirement in order to obtain his degree.

It was his bitchy professor that he couldn't stand. She appeared to be treating him unfairly because he was a man in a Women's Studies class. He wasn't the only man, there were a few others. Perhaps those men being gay was different while he was happily straight and proud of that fact. But today, Steven had found an ace up his sleeve to use against his bitch professor.

He had taken ill last week and returned home to see his personal doctor. He also used the trip home to have his mom's chicken noodle soup and sleep in his own bed. As he got better, he started going through his stash of porn. It was stash he left at home because he couldn't take everything with him to college. When he got back to his dorm, he brought with him a CD and a magazine.

After another stressful day of classes including his usual Women's Studies class, Steven was ready to relieve some stress by showing Professor Ulrich that he knew about her lesbian porn past. As her last class of the day was letting out, Steven knocked on the door and asked if he could come in to speak about how he missed four days of classes last week.

He also planned to show her that he had found her pictures in a magazine while he was back home, sick in bed. Having seen what she looked like as a nude woman in her early 20's, Steven couldn't help but undress her during class with his eyes. He hoped to accomplish some real undressing right now in her own classroom or office because he now had leverage over the bitch.

 

[Viper_Petter]

Professor Michele Ulrich had two sides.

On the one hand, she was married. She was a professor. She handled her students with a strong hand. Being a young prof was hard, and Women's Studies - that beacon to strong personalities - did not make it any easier. She found she had to throw her weight around. Particularly with Steven Williams, a student who frustrated her to no small end. Especially with his absences and his apparent lack of interest in the class. (He seemed more interested in the female talent of the class.) She was pretty, and dignified, and took little shit from anybody. At times she felt she was being too hard on Steven, but then - he never seemed to appreciate the privileges of his status as a straight college man. Basic conversations about male privilege seemed not to bother him.

On the other hand, she had a past, and sometimes urges associated with that past. In her own college days, she had worn a different face. She had been a sexual goddess to some - the lucky few who managed to 'make' her. But she had always had a fountain of interest that undergraduate fumblings had not satisfied. The only release she had found was exhibitionism - a particular sort. And one night, she had taken an invite from a friend and participated in a lesbian porn, for which she had made $400 and orgasmed twice. Not a bad deal, in her old self's mind.

Now, as Steven entered, the two selves might find some degree of balance, or at least be forced to meet and shake hands. Michele looked up as he knocked.

"Yes, come in Steven. Your absence was...noted. Look, university has some basic ground rules that cut across all disciplines. One of the big, obvious ones is - punctuality and attendance. I need to see you in here, even if you have the sniffles. I see you have something there. I assume that is your doctor's note?"

 

[TakenMovieFan]

He had plans to control what she wore for work now that he was armed with knowledge about her past. One day he might just want her to wear something casual without panties underneath. The next day he might want her in a skirt and blouse with high heels. Some other day he might want her to go without a bra and allow every guy in the class to see down her shirt.

As he walked in, he made eye contact and maintained that as he stood in front of her desk. "My illness has passed because I was inspired to get back here as soon as possible after seeing that you were once in a magazine!" he had a slip of paper noting her pages in the magazine. He had also made a copy of the CD for safe keeping. The contents of that was more explicit.

"This is you isn't it, Michele?" he opened the magazine as he held it out along edge of her desk. "Much better than a note from my doctor! I think you will need to find a new job tomorrow!" he had just found something to hold over her head. "All I can say is you have an amazing body, Michele!" he smiled from ear to ear.

 

[Viper_Petter]

The centerfold really was quite a sight to see. The accompanying piece was little more than fluff, a sort of erotic story that contained traces of the lesbian porn that the professor had participated in. There was little else to say. Ulrich had taken a stage name, Becca Starr, and everything. But her face was clearly hers.

And her body, as it was displayed on that and other pages, was clearly Ulrich's very hot, very sexy little body.

"How did you find this?" she hissed. "Don't you know that people's private lives are to be kept private. That's...that's my past. How dare you try to hurt me with this. You...you fucking bastard!" She stepped towards him suddenly, slapping him unthinkingly with the magazine that she had rolled up reflexively in one hand.

Almost immediately she regretted it. A small mark on his cheek, but assaulting a student was not exactly a great move.

She froze, magazine still in hand. Eyes filling with fear that joined the anger. Trembling slightly with the mixture. One hand balled into a useless fist.

 

[TakenMovieFan]

Things hadn't gone exactly as he had planned. He hadn't expected her to slap him with the magazine. Luckily, it wasn't his only copy. After the slap, he touched a hand to his cheek and took a step back.

"I'm calling my parents lawyer now!" he moved his other hand to get his cell phone from back of his pants. He would use the cell camera to snap a picture of her in attack mode before attempting to dial a number. Wouldn't really be the number of the lawyer as he really didn't have access to a lawyer.

"Can probably sue the pants off you now, speaking of pants, I'm getting in them soon unless you have a better way to earn my silence, Miss U?" he snapped a picture of her with his cell.

He then back up to sit on a desk across from her own.

"Take off your pants, I want to see your panties right now!" he wasn't asking nicely.

 

[Viper_Petter]

"Steven, I - I'm sorry. I - I just wasn't thinking. And..."

Her voice trailed off. She gazed at him with fear in her eyes. Something like tears welling up.

"Now, look, I know you're excited, and you saw the magazine and think of me. Well. That way. But now listen Steven. I'm a married woman. You can't ask me to do something like that. To...strip for you, or whatever else you have in mind."

And whatever else she had in mind.

"I'll give you money. Okay? Save you the trip to court. I'll admit, you have me in a rather awkward situation. Let's agree not to mention the photo again. I'll give you...I'll give you a thousand dollars."

 

[TakenMovieFan]

He put the phone to his cheek, the one she slapped and pretended to be on the phone. "Yeah, I'll hold!" his eyes never left her body as he spoke into the phone. "Nice try, think I'd rather see you in jail or without your pants!" he moved the phone to his other hand and cheek.

"Turn around, let me see your other side, Miss U!" he made a circle gesture with his free hand. "Hey, is it a crime for a teacher to slap a student?" he asked into the phone. He was just listening to a recording from a movie theater info line.

"Let me see your ass, Miss U!" he again wasn't speaking nicely as he covered the microphone on cell with his hand.

 

[Viper_Petter]

Ulrich was well-dressed in some sexy, form-fitting, but professional clothes - including a top and tight jeans, along with a neat, dark jacket thrown over her shoulders. As she stared at her student sitting on the desk, her body moved almost with a will of its own. She knew she had to do it.

Or rather, the other Michele - the one better acquainted with perversity - knew what to do.

She unzipped her jeans, looking at Steven with a strong, earnest gaze. "Please. Don't...don't take any more pictures. I'm doing what you want. Hang up the phone. Put it away. Come on, Steven." As they slid down, to pool at her ankles, her dark panties were revealed - simple, but with a lacy touch. Just like Ulrich herself.

 

[TakenMovieFan]

As Professor Ulrich started to unzip her jeans, he ended the outgoing phone communications and smiled widely at the sight of her sliding the jeans down her legs. She was older, not old enough to be his parent and also probably to old to be a girlfriend.

"Turn around, bend over and touch your knees!" he spoke as he stepped forward to get a good look at her panties. He would go as far as to touch her through them today. Then begin to make demands from his exposed professor.

"Your past will not leave this room as long as you follow my demands until I complete your class at the end of the semester. I have a copy of the magazine and a disc of your videos ready to give to the college admin office and authorities!" he continued his statements and if she was touching her knees by now, he would give her butt a gentle touch through her simple black panties.

 

[Viper_Petter]

Having once heard of a psychology theory that suggested that using a person's name often in conversation would make them self-aware, and make their conscience more acute, Ulrich continued using his name as she spoke.

She did as commanded, turning around very slowly, before bending at the waist as far as she could. It was lucky he had not said to touch her toes: she was fit, but feeling some flexibility loss from not being able to hit yoga for some time. Still, gripping her knees was possible enough - if utterly humiliating. She felt the slightly sheer material of her panties slide as she did, pulling a little against her vagina, and she felt horribly exposed. Knowing that - bent as she was - Steven could just pull the material to one side and play with her pussy all he wanted.

She exhaled slowly. "Steven, listen... I know you're an okay guy. I know you aren't my biggest fan, from the way I've run the class. But you have to stop this, Steven. I'm not... this isn't a game. I'm a married woman. This is wrong."

She twitched slightly when his hand touched her ass. Her buttock was warm, and rather soft. There was an underlying firmness, but enough bounce to be satisfying to the student's touch.

 

[TakenMovieFan]

He had no idea why she continued to use his name, but he did enjoy hearing her as she said his name. "Really nice choice of underwear, Miss U!" he offered his compliment as he felt her soft behind through the fabric of the lacy, smooth panties. He just had one hand against one of her butt cheeks as his other hand brushed against part of her back that was exposed.

"Are you wearing a bra today?" he pinched a piece of the fabric and her butt cheek as his other hand pulled on the piece of her shirt that formed a decorative tie on her back until it came undone. "Show me what you have under your shirt and then I'll leave the room!" he was far from done blackmailing and taking from her as he made the promise with his hands on her body.

 

[Viper_Petter]

It took a few long seconds for Michele to comply while she considered her options:

1) run away and accept the consequences
2) stay and accept the consequences
3) try to talk it over with Stephen until something turned in him; until she reached some bone of conscience inside

The professor felt herself blush as fingers toyed at the tie behind her back. She felt the fabric parting. "No...please." She felt herself miserable as she was reduced to begging, at the mercy of her student. "You can't do this. This is criminal, Stephen."

The top fall open as the bow came undone - not only decorative, apparently - and her bare back came to his view as the student stood behind her. She sensed how close behind he was, and wondered if his dick was getting erect at having his prof bowed before him. It made her nervous. He might try something stupid if this kept going.

"Yes," she snapped a little. "Of course I'm wearing a bra. Now you've seen it, you've had your fun, let's bring this to an end."

As it happened, the top matched the bottom.

 

[TakenMovieFan]

The way she dressed was unlike any of his other male and female teachers or professors. Knowing about her slutty past, it finally hit him that she probably dressed the way she did because it just came natural to the slut. Now he was winning a battle of wills and she was at his mercy once her shirt fell off her body.

"That's fine, we can pick up where we left off tomorrow!" his words were said as he delivered a squeeze to her panty covered ass before delivering a much wanted spank that almost allowed him to feel her cunt.

"Unless you are ready to see headlines on TV about why you can't teach anymore or become a divorced young woman, I suggest you send me an email tonight asking me what I want from you tomorrow!" his hand was still groping her butt as he went on about his plan to blackmail her.

"Now stand up and give me a hug, Miss U!" he finally ended the first stage of the blackmail by taking his hands off her butt.