Taming Becky (Closed for afullmargin)

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Todd Hartman
49 years old with slightly graying hair
5' 10" good shape
Professor of Economics

Todd had been teaching 25 years at the University and has been divorced for 5 years. While he thought he had a good wife and marriage, his wife, also a professor ran off with a younger man in her class. Now he only had his teaching to occupy his time and each year he looked forward to the incoming class with anticipation. Each new group brought young men and women from all walks of life willing to learn and make a life for themselves. There were always a few of the lazy kids who were typically weeded out by the time they got to his upper level class work.

Now four weeks into the new semester, he sat at his desk before class drinking his favorite espresso, reviewing test scores from a test he gave the previous week. The test was over an introductory to logic in economics, a rather basic course. He had just completed the grading and something seemed amiss. One student’s test score didn’t seem to match her previous school records. He always made it a point to review the student’s past grades as this gave him a good idea of how they would do in the upper level classes.

Todd had previous students who seemed to be in some other world while in class and then score well on the test. But there was something about this girl that didn’t seem to fit that mold. Todd looked at Becky’s low test score compared to the curve and compared it to her past records. Her past records seemed to indicate she was always near the top of her class. He also noted in her records she had an academic scholarship.

“Maybe this is a fluke,” he mused to himself taking another sip of his drink. “I’ll just have to have a talk with her after class to find out if she had a problem with the test.”

Todd watched as she walked into the classroom with the other students. He noted her small build and she looked as if she was younger than all the other students. He smiled at her as she took her seat and she returned his smile as she straightened her hair. During class he kept glancing at her as he taught the lesson. Each time he noticed a small demur smile when he glanced at her, as if she was trying to convey some secret.

When class was over, Todd told the students about their assignment for next time and then said, “Rebecca I need to speak with you privately in my office for a few minutes.”

 

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She had expected as much, of course. Her previous classes she'd managed to coast by on the exams with just skimming the assignments her tutors had done - this course was different. There wasn't much in the way of course work, and lectures were an utter bore that cut into valuable time better spent on more interesting things.

She nodded with a soft smile, "Of course, Professor Hartman." She licked her lower lip even as she fetched a tube of lipgloss from her tiny purse. When the door closed between them, she fixed her lips and did a quick check over; hiking her short pleated skirt up an extra half an inch, opening the top button to show just the top of the cups of her white bra under her black silk blouse, curly red hair pulled up into a high and tight ponytail - all ready to go to work. Not even two minutes behind him, the girl gently knocked on his office door and opened it a crack; "Ready to see me, Professor?"

 

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Tenure has his privileges and Todd’s office showed it. His office was roomy with plenty of room for his large oak desk, along with two leather chairs and a leather sofa. Various magazines and periodicals were scattered on the glass coffee table in front of the sofa. He always smiled as he worked in the office thinking of the other professors who had an office with room only for a desk, chair and a book shelf. He also enjoyed the large windows overlooking the quad where students often gathered for different activities. He especially enjoyed the fall and spring when the young co-eds would walk around the quad wearing outfits that barely covered their lovely figures. Todd was looking out the window at a rather scantily dressed student that reminded him of Rebecca. His thoughts turned to the young woman, thinking about the short skirts and dresses she normally wore to class. As he taught the class, he sometimes could see almost to the top of her young inviting thighs conjuring up erotic visions in his mind.

Todd’s thoughts were disrupted by the soft knock on the door. He turned, seeing her head peak in the room and asking, "Ready to see me, Professor?"

“Yes Rebecca. Please come in and make your self comfortable,” he said motioning for her to take one of the leather chairs.

His eyes traveled up and down her body, seeing that she had transformed herself in the small amount of time he had last seen her. Her lips seemed shinier than he remembered and his eyes were drawn to the open blouse top that showed off her white bra in stark contrast to the black silk blouse. As he took his seat facing her, his eyes traveled up her creamy young thighs and a bit of lustful urge tingled between his thighs. He could see how she could distract men with her sexiness.

“Rebecca I looked over your recent test and I was surprised that you scored so low. I would have thought that with your past record of excellence in the class room, this test should have been pretty easy. Were you having problems with the questions? There is so much to cover this semester and if you are having problems now with the basic material, then you are going to struggle the entire semester. By the way do you like to be call Rebecca or Becky?”

 

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She took a deep breath, crossing her legs as she in the high-backed chair - managing to look even smaller in the comfortable leather chair and in the process hitching her skirt even higher on her thighs. "Becky is fine, Professor." She replied, flashing an innocent smile as she tried to pin the best way to answer his question about the unfortunate exam.

Professors were harder to play than horny young TAs that would fudge a grade without blinking if she flashed her legs, she'd even had one ace her midterm for a quickie blow job in the chem lab. But older men were always a little harder to convince, sometimes they had wives or just a stronger conscience when it came to quid pro quo transactions. Professor Hartman seemed like he might play along, he was a little older than her last professor - but more handsome. Not to mention he lacked the telltale wedding band.

Becky leaned forward slightly, giving him a direct view of her small, soft breasts. With a conspiring whisper, she said; "It's just... I don't test well, Sir." She chewed her lower lip innocently, "Sometimes I need a little help..."

 

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Todd could see she was mulling his words in her mind as she shifted slightly in the leather chair. Her movements gave him a clearer view of her upper thighs as her skirt hiked higher. For a brief moment, he saw the white panties that covered her young sex and was reminded of a few other female students who had tried seducing him for a better grade. It seemed the young women came onto him at the end of the semester when the final grade meant either passing or failing.

He got the distinct feeling that this young women was trying to start out the semester asking for sexual favors. He saw her eyes scan over his physique from top to bottom then lingering on his left hand. A small smile curled at her lips as if she was sizing him up to see what she could get away with.

He watched as she bent forward slightly, making sure he saw the outline of her small breasts still hidden by the black silk blouse. Though he was distracted and sensual thoughts raced through his brain, he listened to her explain how she didn’t test well. And the way she whispered, “Sometimes I need a little help..." Todd knew she was trying to find a more convenient way for him to change her grade.

It would have been easy for Todd to just tell her to drop to her knees and give him a blow job or maybe bend over the edge of the desk and fuck her hard and then change her grade. She would go back to her apartment happy that she manipulated her professor and probably tell her roommates how she conspired to get a better grade. No there was a better way and if she wanted a better grade then he was going to make her earn it.

“Becky I understand your dilemma of not taking tests very well. And I understand fully that you may need a little help with the subject matter. If you didn’t take tests very well, you surely must have had some help in the past in order for you to get such outstanding grades.” He hesitated for a moment while she took in his words and then continued, “The material we are going to cover this semester builds on what you learn up to that point. I am willing to help you but you will have to work hard too. So here is the deal.”

Todd reached over to his desk and pulled her test from the top of the pile. “I want you to go back to your apartment and take this test again. You are to come back here tomorrow one hour before our class and show me what you have done. I will warn you now that if I am not pleased with the results there will be consequences.”

He leaned forward and looked in her eyes then to her soft breasts pushing against the thin fabric. He returned her whisper leaving no doubt as to his meaning, “Are you willing to put in some extra work to get a better grade Becky?”

 

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It was far from the first time a professor had called her on her game, she'd come to enjoy not having to spell it out for them. But this guy... she hadn't expected the implication that he actually expected her to do anything harder than let him come on her tits or maybe smack her around a bit like some of the others had wanted. She definitely hadn't expected him to offer a deal that wasn't lowering the zipper on his Geoffrey Bean knockoff slacks.

The deal, of course, was a sucker's deal. She'd already made friends with one of the better students in the class that would give her the right answers for nothing more than a pair of her wet panties. She'd expected much worse out of him when he started talking big.

Licking her lips with an innocent smile, she did her best to make it look like she was suffering to have to do the exam again. "Okay..." She nodded slowly, her voice small in the expansive office. "I need to pass this class, Professor." She looked at him with wide eyes, and then ran an obvious finger over the hem of her short skirt - letting it drift up just high enough at her side to show the leg band of her panties. "I will work as *hard* as you want to make sure get a good grade."

Tentatively, she reached across the desk and brushed her hands across the exam - stopping at his fingers. It was mostly an act but she had to admit there was a certain draw to the older man, the way he seemed so reluctant to fully accept her advances. "I will do *anything* you ask me to."

 

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Todd smiled as she told him she needed to pass this class. He felt another small jolt of lust when her fingers slid slowly along the hem of her skirt, exposing her white panties for him. From what he could see, her womanly lips were protruding through the thin silky material. He looked up at her face and saw that sexy smile as she said in low sultry voice, "I will work as *hard* as you want to make sure get a good grade,”

There was no doubt in the meaning of her words that she was not talking about classroom material. From her demeanor and the inflection of her words, he was sure she had been through this before with other professors. But one thing she didn’t know about him was that he was not like any of the other professors. Sure he had his moments and weak spots but he also wanted more than just a blow job or a quick fuck. If she truly wanted to pass his class and not work too hard on the material he would make sure she worked hard in other ways.

When she reached for the test paper, Todd wondered if she would complete the assignment herself or have help. Her small fingers brushing against his hand told him she was the kind of girl that usually got her way with men and probably with anyone else for that matter. The simple sultry way she said, "I will work as *hard* as you want to make sure get a good grade,"
with a special emphasis on *hard* made his cock twitch.

His eyes moved from her soft breasts to her white panties and Todd smiled at Becky as he handed her the test paper. He was enjoying her little game of teasing and sensuality but he wondered if she really knew what he had in store for her and would she be willing to work *hard* to get that passing grade.

“I’m looking forward to helping you pass the course Becky and we will see if you will do *anything* that I ask of you. This will be your first test to see how you do and remember there are rewards as well as consequences for all your actions.”

Todd thought for an instant about taking this young woman now but he had other plans for her and tomorrow would be soon enough to start her lessons. “Remember Becky, you are to be here tomorrow one hour before class and not a minute later.”

With that Todd got up and moved to his desk as if to silently dismiss her. As she got up and walked to the door, he allowed his eyes to gaze on her nice round bottom. He smiled, knowing that soon she would be showing him just how much she wanted to pass the class.

"I am looking forward to seeing you tomorrow Becky," leaving no doubt that the game was just beginning.

 

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The girl's mind hung at the word 'rewards', as always ignoring the threat of consequences - they hadn't meant anything of substance in her years of playing with fire, even back in high school when asshole teachers plied her with empty threats of calling her parents even as she lowered their straining zippers. Yes, it was about rewards for her very hard work.

She stopped just short of reaching for the door handle, a nearly electric thrill rushing through her when she forced herself gently back against the older man - teasing him and hoping for a feel of his cock hard against her. It aroused her to think that he was trying to play a game of his own, holding back on taking her even though she was clearly up for it - his loss, maybe Billy would get really lucky and she'd let him eat her out while she transcribed his answers to the exam.

Clutching the paper, she replied; "I'll be here, Professor." She turned partially, dropping one hand to brush obviously over the zipper of his slacks - not even bothering to pretend she wasn't teasing him. "Thank you, *so* much for this opportunity. I promise I won't let you down."

 

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Todd was stunned for a moment when Becky dropped her hand to his trousers, pressing against his cock while she said, "Thank you, *so* much for this opportunity. I promise I won't let you down."

He felt his cock thicken against the touch of her hand and he had to hand it to her; she was definitely bold about what she wanted. He figured she usually got what she wanted by simply offering her body for whatever it was she wanted and most likely she got what she wanted. He wouldn’t have been surprised to find out that she probably did this to her past professors and teachers and they probably buckled and gave in to her sexual teasing. Her touch was only for a brief second before she withdrew her hand and then he saw her hesitate for a second as if waiting to see what he would do. Would he cave into her sexual advances or hold his ground? She was good, he would admit to that but two could play this game.

“Oh I’m sure you won’t let me down Becky. I have a feeling you will want to perform at your very best to get ahead in my class. In fact I wouldn’t be surprised if you worked hard and moved to the head of the class. I have another appointment I need to be at in a few minutes so until tomorrow let me show you a little of my appreciation for your willingness to re-take the test. You can think about this while you are taking the test tonight.”

Before Becky could move a muscle, Todd grabbed her shoulders; pulling her against him. One hand grabbed the red ponytail on the back of her head and pulled so her face was pointed up at him. Quickly his lips came down crushing against her lips, as his body pressed against her young frame. It was meant to be a quick, passionate, wanting kiss and when he pulled his lips from hers he commented, “There will so more than just a kiss for your reward.”

 

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The obvious shift of his cock against her touch had been more than enough to let her know she had won - he might not be as quick to cash in as some had been, but there was no doubt in her mind she'd have him at her disposal before long.

The unexpected tug at her hair, his grip firm and demanding as he twisted his wrist, sent an unfamiliar jolt of pleasure through her loins. She swallowed hard, eyes wide open in shock as for a moment she was sure he was going to make a much different move; maybe grab her tits or push her down and shove that growing arousal in her face. When he kissed her, harder and more demanding than any man had before, it was a shock. Her mouth opened to him and before she could stop it, his tongue was probing in and tasting her - her own gently teasing in return. A flash of desire warmed her, and her pussy throbbed the slightest bit against her panties. Fuck... She wanted more.

It was always the professors that could pull that lust out of her, the older men who would practically worship her when she fucked them, the ones who knew how to please a girl and were skittish and shy when she teased them. This... It was almost better.

Becky let out a soft groan when he broke away the kiss, barely hearing his promise - it was all she could do not to break what she thought was her power over him and grab hold of the thick bulge pressing against her. Nodding, nearly dumbly, she managed to reply; "I can't wait, Professor."

Flushed, stumbling she left his office and managed to make it to the safety of her car before hiking up her skirt and spreading her legs the width of the drivers seat. She was wetter than she thought she'd be - she always enjoyed the thrill of manipulating some hapless guy into doing whatever she wanted, and hadn't counted on just how much she'd come to enjoy the payment. At least, that's what she told herself as she shoved her hand in her panties and frantically rubbed her swollen clit - not bothering with a tease, just wanting to come. There was no way it had anything to do with being rebuffed, or the way he had grabbed by the hair, or even that unexpected kiss that made her wonder how the older man's mouth would feel caressing her body. Shaking, close to orgasm already, she fumbled with her cellphone to dial Billy's number - it was the little twerp's lucky night... Even his pencil dick blowing a load inside her was better than the vibrator she'd barely used. "Billy..." She gasped, flicking even harder over the hard bud; "I need you to retake my exam." She barley stifled a groan as a hot flash of wetness darkened the front panel of her white panties. "How would you like to fuck me tonight?"

She was *really* really looking forward to going to class early.

 

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(ooc: Hope you don't mind, I really got flying with this thought & had to continue a bit further. Couldn't stop the muse.)

The fuck she'd gotten for it was barely adequate, but the test, Becky was sure was perfect. She'd copied the answers onto her exam before bed, and woke up with a solid determination. There was no motivation better than a promise of *rewards* to come. Older men knew exactly what a girl like her wanted; grades, jewelry, designer clothes and shoes, her phone, sometimes even her car payments and pocket cash had come as rewards for her hard work in addition to any kind of sex she wanted at almost any time. It was the perfect life as far as Becky was concerned. But this Professor... He'd managed something none had before. Under the potential promise of material rewards, and the growing desire to feel him inside her, was a small tingle of desire to please him. Not just sexually, though the thought of making him come made her throb a little throughout the morning, but to genuinely please him with her work - well... Billy's work, but she had put out for it and dutifully copied the answers which was more than she would have normally done.

She picked out her favorite dress to wear, a flatteringly cut pale blue sun dress that ended at the middle of her thighs. She couldn't wear a bra with it, but her breasts were small enough to pull it off. She looked and felt fresher than she had since high school, back when she still pretended to be a sweet little girl. Pale pink lips and low-heeled sandals on bare feet only completed the look. As she made her way to Professor Hartman's office a full ten minutes early, she couldn't help but hope he'd like it.

"You are one crazy bitch." She whispered to herself as she paced down the empty corridor. "Don't you go getting all gooey eyed now, just suck his dick - get your rocks off and thank him for letting you off the hook."

Silencing herself when she drew near enough to see his open office door, she steeled her nerves and put on her best smile. She was in control, she had the young, perfect pussy he wanted - no matter how many times he put off using it, he would give in and give her what she wanted. They always did. With a gentle knock, she let herself in as she had before. "Professor Hartman, I know I'm a little early... But I wanted to make sure you know how *eager* I am to work."

 

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When Becky walked out the door of his office, Todd almost stopped her but he knew better. If he had then she would have won and he would be just another one of her fast fucks to get a good grade. He could still taste the sweetness of her lips on his and the thought of his tongue slipping in and out of her mouth sent tiny shots of desire throughout his body. He walked to the window, looking down at the quad and saw her half running to the parking lot. “Well tomorrow promises to be something extraordinary,” he thought as he picked up his brief case and headed to his meeting.

The meeting with the department head was absolutely boring and he found himself thinking of Becky wondering how she would do on the test. The meeting seemed to go on for hours and Todd lost all focus of what the dean of the department was talking about. It was some bullshit about accountability and national test scores. He really didn’t care all that much about those things. He only wanted to teach but today he found something else he wanted to do.

Todd figured that Becky wanted to get a quick fuck or something from him and then he would be the nice professor and give her the high grade for a nice fuck but not for the class work. He formulated a plan in his mind and if he was correct, she would not be really honest about the test. In fact tomorrow will be another test of wills so to speak and he was determined to win that test.

After the meeting, Todd was driving to his home when he saw Becky and William, one of the brightest students in his class, running across the street. They seemed to make an odd couple, Becky wearing skimpy clothes and William wearing dumpy knock off designer clothes that did not fit well. Todd had reviewed Becky's information sheet and he knew where she lived. She had put on the information sheet that she rented the apartment by herself. Todd smiled to himself, sure that they did not see him, and then continued home. His thoughts were filled with the young filly and he found himself getting hornier the more he thought of her.

Picking up the phone he called Liz, who like him, was not too thrilled about getting married again. She was there in a half hour and after a few glasses of wine, they were in bed thrashing around like young kids. As they rolled around together, Todd couldn’t keep his focus on Liz. Instead he was thinking of Becky and the young supple body that she threw at him earlier. When he began to fuck Liz’s tight pussy, he groaned loudly. Liz thought she had the effect on him but Todd’s cock was so hard and throbbing with the thought of pounding it into the young student that he soon came violently inside her. Sometime later Liz slipped out of bed and when Todd woke up in the morning his thoughts turned to Becky.

Now sitting in his office, he looked at his watch, seeing that there was about 10 minutes until Becky was to arrive. He smiled when he heard her soft knock on the door and then she appeared in a pale blue sun dress and it was obvious that she was not wearing a bra. The nipple on each breast pressed against the thin material and Todd felt his desire begin to build.

"Professor Hartman, I know I'm a little early... But I wanted to make sure you know how *eager* I am to work."

Todd smiled and waved the young woman into the room, saying, “I see that you are right on time Becky and I like someone who is punctual. I also like someone who is eager to work so please close the door and have a seat so we can begin.” After she sat, Todd continued, “By the way I like your dress and sandals. They go very well with your red hair.” He saw her smile and then said, “I assume you worked on this all by yourself so why don’t you give me the test paper and let me see how you did.”

Todd noticed her silence and she didn’t confirm that she did the test herself. He took the test papers from her, and then began to slowly scan the pages. He wanted her to wait a few minutes while he reviewed her work. But another reason was to see how she would react to his slow methodical review. He glanced up from the pages every so often to see her shifting in her seat. The hem of her dress rode upwards giving him a great view of her thighs. He found his own cock beginning to respond but he knew he had other things to attend to before he had his pleasure. Finally he looked up and said, “Hmmm it looks like it is all here young lady but there is one problem.”

He saw her eyes open wide as he continued. “You got all the answers correct but unfortunately you copied the exact same answers that William had on his essay questions. In fact some of them are word for word. I told you yesterday that while there are rewards, there are also consequences for your actions. What do you have to say for yourself Becky before I tell you your punishment?”

 

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Shit. She hadn't thought the little fucking twerp she'd fucked for the answers was dumb enough to use the same wording the second time around. Trying to maintain her composure without looking as pissed as she was, Becky crossed her legs and offered a demure smile. The little fucker was going to pay for it, too - she didn't just spread her legs for something she couldn't use.

"Professor Hartman..." She licked her lips and looked down, as though a scolded child. "Billy is my tutor... he... he taught me everything I needed to know to pass the exam." She lied, hoping he wouldn't catch on. "I... I guess I just remembered it exactly like he told me." She looked back up at him with an innocent smile; "You can't fault me for having a good memory, Professor."

 

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Todd knew immediately that Becky was lying. Hell he had been through this before with other students. Past students had copied the work of other students and tried to pass it off as their own. No she was clearly lying and Todd had a vision of her fucking William and then copying the answers before she came into his office.

Todd sat back in his big leather chair, not saying a word but looking at the supposedly contrite woman in front of him. She had that “please pity me professor” look on her face. He had some choices, one he could let her off the hook and tell her he believed the story and not to let it happen again and may get a good fuck out of it; or he could give her extra work each class period; or he could call her little game and then punish her.

He pondered his choices and smiled at the sweet young woman in front of him. “I’m sure Becky that you have a very good memory. In fact if what you say is true then you have photographic memory because only someone with a memory like that could possibly remember word for word and then repeat them. I know for a fact that William, or Billy, as you call him has one because I reviewed his student information just like I do everyone and you made an excellent choice for a tutor.” He stopped for a moment, letting her know that he had reviewed hers too.

Todd got up and walked around to the front of the desk, looking down at the smooth cleavage of her breasts. She still had that soft demeanor look that disarmed many men in the past. He knew he could simply dismiss her but he had other ideas for this young woman. “Becky I know you probably fucked William for the answers and he is probably walking to my class right now with a big ole smile on his face. I know William probably doesn’t get laid too much. He is a brain and most women his age don’t like that but they do however like to manipulate him to get what they want. You on the other hand know exactly what you are doing.”

He paused for a moment, and then grabbed her by the wrist, pulling her out of the chair to the edge of the oak desk. Pushing her face down onto the desk, he held her down with his strong hand on her back, feeling her struggle out of fear of what he was going to do to her. He thought about just taking her from behind but he had other long term plans for her. He was not going to let her off the hook that easy.

The question I have now is: What punishment do you deserve?” he whispered as he pulled her sun dress up over her waist to reveal white lace panties. He felt a surge of lust in his cock as his hand landed on her behind with a loud smack. “This is only the beginning of your punishment Becky. I’ve decided that this spanking will serve as beginning for what I have planned for you the rest of the semester.” With those words he pulled her panties down to her knees, his hand rubbed the globes of her ass and then the sound of another loud slap on her tender white skin resounded I the room.

 

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Becky squealed loudly at the sting of his palm against her ass. She had braced herself, spreading her thighs for his hands or mouth or maybe even his cock teasing her - the spanking was something wholly unexpected. "Professor!" She cried out, squirming against the hardwood desk as heat flashed across her ass. It was all true, she had known exactly what she was doing - but he wasn't playing by the rules.

"Fuck!" She swore loudly, parting her thighs as wide as the panties around her knees would allow.

 

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"You think that by lying to me can get you a better grade in my class Becky?" he said just as he administered another blow to her ass cheeks. Each blow made her ass flesh giggle and he was surprised to see that she seemed to be enjoying her spanking.

"I bet you had a great time fucking Billy last night thinking I was going to give you a better grade, didn't you?" he called out as his hand smacked her ass even harder.

Todd saw the red marks appearing on her ass cheeks as he delivered another blow. "Tell me Becky or maybe I should call you my slut for the semester. Did you really think you could just waltz into my office and get away with cheating the way you did?" Todd brought his hand down hard and then began to rub the reddened skin, feeling the heat of spanking on the palm of his hand. "Answer me slut before for I start the next part of your punishment today!"

 

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The girl whined loudly with each hard slap, her pale skin burning despite her arousal. It wasn't the first spanking she'd endured from a professor before a good rough fuck - but it was the first time it had been a genuine punishment. She was almost scared of what would come next if she didn't answer him.

"I've always done it." She replied quietly, "that's the deal - I do whatever you want and you turn a blind eye on enough tests that I pass." She shifted slightly, feeling the wet lips of her pussy slide against each other as she awaited the next stinging palm. "Billy gives me what I want and I act like his little boy dick is enough." She spat, may as well lay it all out if this professor was going to call her on her game.

"What to you want, Mister Hartman?" She asked, less innocent than before. "I will do anything to pass this class."

 

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"We will see what you are willing to do to pass my class Becky. What I want Becky will be discussed later," he whispered in a low voice. He felt his own breathing begin to quicken as desire to take this young student rose inside him. He looked down at her, sprawled over his desk ready and wanting so she would get a good grade.

His hand continued to caress her red bottom, feeling her hips respond as if inviting something other than a spanking. "Yes Becky we will see what you are willing to endure for a passing grade," he said as his hand raised again and then fell quickly twice, once on each butt cheek. Her yell was louder but then followed by a telltale groan of pleasure.

Todd rubbed her add again but now his hand slid between the red cheeks to feel the wetness if her sex. "I see this little punishment has excited you" he whispered.

His fingers slid between the wet lips easily, moving downward until they were rubbing against her swollen clit. He felt her body stiffen against the intruding fingers. "I want you to tell when you are going to cum Becky. You are not allowed to cum. Is that understood slut?"

 

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The hot throb of each swat only made it harder to concentrate - the older man's grunts of effort coupling with the hot sting to make her pussy throb. When he touched her it was all she could do not to cream herself right then - his thick fingers slipping easily against her slippery slip to tease her swollen clitty with the confidence and control no man had ever taken over her before.

Crying out meekly, she nodded against the desk - a shudder coursing through her. "Yes Professor Hartman, I promise..." She hoped it was a promise she could keep. She wanted him to be pleased with her - to reward her for being a good girl. "That feels so good, Professor."

 

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Todd felt her body shudder against his fingers as he slowly rubbed around and over her clit. "Yes Professor Hartman, I promise...That feels so good, Professor."

Her answer was what he wanted to hear but was it really the truth. She already confessed that she had done this in the past, fuck professors, tutors, and who knows who else to keep her grades high and her scholarship intact.

Todd felt his cock growing harder and stronger with moan from the young woman's lips. He either had to stick to his plan or just give this student what she wanted for now, a good hard rough fuck before class.

His fingers slid off her clit, finding the tight entrance to her pussy. They teased the opening to her treasure for a moment and then circled the tight opening before plunging into the hot wet tunnel. Todd felt the heat on his fingers and the fires inside began to rage a bit hotter as he watched his finger slide into her then reappear, coated with her wet juices.

He looked at the large clock on the wall above the door, seeing that there was only 20 minutes until his class started. That was surely enough time to ram his hard stiff cock into her but then in theory she would have won. She would have come into his office, tried to pass off someone else's work, get fucked, get a good grade, and then walk out smiling. No she had to be taught a lesson which would be more than just a quick fuck.

"Remember what I told you Becky. You can't cum until I tell you. Is that clear?"

 

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Each gentle touch drove her closer, but she was good at holding back - waiting for that perfect moment when she couldn't take it anymore. Moaning under her breath, Becky shuddered at the tease of fingers inside her - trying to open her thighs even wider for more. And then the tease was gone again, leaving her pussy hot and throbbing, wanting for more.

"Yes sir, Professor." She moaned, waiting for another touch - more than willing to play his game, happy to know that he was probably hard and straining his slacks with that nice dick. "I promise!" And she would, she knew it.

 

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Todd watched the young woman's hips rotating slightly as she moaned her approval of his thick fingers exploring her pussy. His own cock was now hard and straining against his trousers and he felt his breathing become a bit more labored. He wanted her. He wanted to pull his trousers down, release his hard thick cock, and take her from behind. But he reminded himself that this was no ordinary woman. She knew how to play men and she was surely playing him now.

He plunged his fingers in a few more times, listening to her mounting passion. Then abrutly he pulled his fingers out of her, looking at the wetness of her sex coating them. He almost found it hard to speak, the lust having grown more intense. But he knew he had to do something or he too would be under her spell.

He picked up a pile of papers off the desk and then his briefcase. "Becky it is time for class. Pull your panties up and walk with me to class. I don't want you cumming until after class. I want you to sit in class and think about your behavior and then we will continue this after class."

As he waited for her to comprehend his words, he wondered if he would even make through class with his cock throbbing for her.

 

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She had be close, so very close - her lips swollen and slick with her arousal as he teased her so easily, just waiting to feel that perfect stretch of a nice hard cock inside her. It wasn't fair, that was NOT how the game was played! His withdrawal and cold orders only infuriated her, made her throbbing and unfilled... God she had to fucking have him. It didn't matter on what terms, NOBODY refused her like that. Redfaced and pouting, she pushed up from the desk and pulled the white lace up over her slick mound and red ass, and the smoothed down her dress.

She swallowed back the frustrated rage and quelled her desire. "Yes, Professor." She nodded, following him.

Once in the classroom, she could attempt to seize back her power over him. She sat gingerly at the back of the room and hiked her hem up enough for the older man to have a clear view of her damp panties. Her nipples remained hard against the soft fabric of her sundress as she watched him behind the podium, thinking about how hard he had to be after teasing her like that - that me must be even more ready for it than she.

 

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It was hard teaching the class with his cock thick inside his trousers. His hardness had deflated some but the thought of Becky lying over the desk, his fingers probing her pussy, exciting her clit, but holding off taking her only made the class seem to drag on forever.

And then there was Becky, sitting in the back of the room, her blue sundress hiked up to reveal her damp panties. He saw William sitting in the same row as she, glancing occasionally at her, gawking at her lewdness in the classroom.

Todd stumbled a few times in class as he tried to explain a complex theory. He apologized to the class and tried to remain calm. He did succeed in gaining his composure even though Becky continued to tease him, lifting her dress, and once he caught her sliding her finger up and down the front of her panties as if to issue an invitation.

Finally when the class ended, he waited at his desk for the sexy siren to gather her books and join him at the front of the class. Todd motioned to Becky with a head nod that William was standing at the door as if waiting as if waiting for her.

"Becky I want you to go to him and pull him back into the room as if you have something for him. I am going to watch from the doo and I want you to give him a big hug and kiss like you want him. I want you to tell him anything you want but I want to be able to hear it. Then you are to report to my office in short order to continue our little conference. Is that clear?"

Todd walked out of the room past William and then waited in the hall to see if Becky would follow his instructions.

 

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By the time class was over, the young woman was quite open to his suggestion - anything to seal the deal and get her way. The request was unexpected to say the least, but she figured maybe he was that kind of perv and wanted to see her mess with the twerpy freshman... Maybe he got off on it. It didn't really matter why, only that doing something that simple would get her that much closer to her goal.

"Yes, Sir." She replied demurely, watching him brush past the boy before approaching him. She cleared her throat and caught his attention; "Hey, Billy." She offered a flirty smile and wrapped her arms around his waist, drawing the younger man tight against her chest. "I wanted to say thanks for helping me out last night, I was really in a bind."

The boy inhaled sharply, Becky wasn't exactly the kind of girl that talked to him unless she needed something, and never in public. Touching him was pretty much even less expected than letting him watch her subtly tease her nipples and between her thighs during class - he must have really made an impression on her to garner such affection. He pushed his glasses up on his nose and returned the hug even tighter, his manhood shifting in his boxers, still nearly hard from sitting by her. "Uh, any time, Becks... You know... You, uh... Helped me out too." And had she ever, doggy style in his dormroom while the webcam was recording.

Becky forced an almost real sounding laugh, feeling his erection prod at her thigh... Almost hating herself when she felt a tingle between her legs. "Any time, Billy - I really appreciate what you can do for me in this class." She stroked her hand over his cheek and drew away just enough to get his attention before kissing him. If the dirty old man wanted a show, he was gonna get a show. Dominating him fully, she kissed him hard enough to bruise his thin lips and skew his glasses - leaving behind a glossy pink stain of her lipstick and his raging boner before turning wordlessly to retreat to the professor's office.