“You lied to me.” He said as he grabbed my face with one hand. He turned my head and whispered in my ear, “You lied to me, you’ve been bad. You told me you’ve been good, but I know you’ve been bad.”

My face got red, I felt sweat forming on my lower back. I couldn’t believe this was finally happening, after months of crushing on him from afar, I finally felt his touch. I cannot believe I’m about to hook up with my professor. I cannot believe he’s standing here in my apartment. Well, I guess my school course was over… He was fifteen years older… this all felt so dirty and hot. I had no idea how kinky he was, in all my twenty two years of life, I had never been touched like this by a man. I never let myself think too hard about what he would be like in bed. I didn’t let myself.

He moved the hand that was grabbing my face, and placed it behind my head, tugging at my hair.

For a second, his eyes softened and he grinned at me, asking me, “Is this okay?” Just to make sure I I felt safe. I smiled at him and nodded eagerly.

I didn’t realize how much I enjoyed being dominated until this moment. I had never been with someone his age, I really appreciated a man who could take control. I am a strong, independent person. I am fairly confident, but there’s something about someone taking over and telling me what to do that is so hot.

In this moment, I feel so sexy. My heart is pounding. His hand is still in my hair as he pulls my head back to expose my neck. He starts kissing it, he lowers both hands, and grabs my butt. He picks me up and wraps my legs around him. He leads me to the bedroom, I feel my heart race and I feel the space in between my thighs get wet, aching for him. His tongue is inside my mouth the entire time he carries me to the bedroom. His muscles are bulging and we’re both already sweating.

“Take off your clothes, and get on the bed.” He tells me and I do as I’m told.

I take off my dress, revealing a red, lacy set I have been waiting to wear for this moment. My breasts are visible through the lace. There is no crotch in my panties, you can see my ass and in between my thighs. My curves are ready for him to grab onto.

He looks me up and down and said, “God your body is sexier than I imagined.”

He pushes me back on the bed. He pulls out some silky looking ties from his bag. He situates me, places me on my back, and pulls my hands up to tie them to my headboard. He ties them tightly so I cannot move. He ties my legs to the footboard, every part of me is exposed. He makes sure my legs are spread wide. He pulls down my lacy top so my nipples are exposed too. They’re hard, and his mouth and tongue are on them.

He kisses my neck and whispers, “I’m going to punish you, whether you like it or not.” He winks at me. I will do whatever he wants, I’ve wanted this for so long. I will be his submissive student.

I liked seeing this side of Dr. Hill, he was never like this in class. He was kind and gentle, you would never know that he had this dark, sexual, freaky side. A gentleman on the streets, a freak in the sheets – just how I like em. His hand creeps down, and he starts rubbing my clit. I feel a puddle flooding between my legs, as he slowly slips his fingers inside. He slides one, and then two, and then three. He crouches down and presses his tongue against my clit.

I feel the wetness coming, it begins pouring out. “I love how wet you get, baby.” He said with heated breath. I feel myself overwhelmed with pleasure.

I let out a loud moan, “Oh professor!” He likes that.

“Say that again, I want to make you scream.” He continues until I can hardly take it, I am on the edge of coming and he knows it. He then stops, and I look up at him in agony.

“Why’d you stop?” He gets up, and leaves me there, tied up.

As he leaves my room, he turns around and says, “I’m going to keep you on the edge, I’m going to make you wait to cum. I’m going to think up more punishments for you.” He leaves to go get some water, he goes outside to have a smoke, I was shocked.

This was so fucking sexy. I’ve never had someone leave me like that, in agonizing pleasure. Leaving me wanting so much more. He comes back in after what feels like years.

“I need you to beg for it.” He says. I do, I beg him to come back so we can finish what he started. “I want you to ask nicely,” he says firmly.

“Please, please, Professor Hill. Touch me!” I moan.

He comes back to the bed, he teases me by kissing me on my upper thighs. He comes up and kisses my mouth, shoving his tongue down my throat, and then he gets up again. God please don’t leave again, I think to myself. He doesn’t leave, he stands up and takes off all of his clothes. He reveals hidden tattoos. I didn’t know he had tattoos on his upper thighs, on his stomach. Jesus, he’s like a piece of art. His muscles are bulging, he has a six pack. He has a perfect amount of body hair, and I can’t wait to lick and touch every part of him. His chest is glistening with sweat. I was so happy to finally see all of him. He smells like man, I need him inside me, now.

He gets on the bed, his eyes filled with desire, he’s kneeling over me now. Straddling me. His cock is hard, it’s so big and gorgeous. It’s bigger than I imagined, I had a feeling it would be. He pulls out another small tie, it’s a blindfold this time, he covers my eyes. I am so wet, my insides are aching for him.

“Open your mouth.” He demands.

Slowly he slides his cock in my mouth. It tastes salty, and delicious. He slowly thrusts in and out of my mouth, hitting the back of my throat. After a few wonderful thrusts, he pulls out. He lowers himself over me, I feel the pressure of his body on mine. I feel him rubbing against me. His cock is slowly pressing between my thighs.

“I’m going to fuck you, hard.” He whispers in my ear.

I feel his sex slowly sliding inside me. I let out a loud moan and his hand goes over my mouth. He slides his fingers in my mouth, where his dick just was, and I lightly bite down and suck. His sex thrusts in and out of me, my insides are flooding and he feels me tense up.

“Mmm…” he lets out a moan, he pulls his hand away from my mouth.

“I’m about to come, Professor.” I say with winded breath.

“Come for me, baby.” He has one hand behind my neck now, and the other pressed down next to me on the bed.

He goes deeper and deeper, until I lose control. I’m completely taken over with pleasure, my whole body shaking – still wanting more. I feel an explosion inside of me, my come pouring out of me. He rubs my clit while he fucks me, and I can hardly take it.

There are puddles of sweat and sex and come all over the bed. He slips out of me, and unties my hands and feet. He takes off my blind fold.

“Lay this way.” He moves me so I’m still on my back, this time, my head is hanging off the bed.

He tells me to open my mouth, and he slides his cock back inside it. My mouth is salivating. I want him to go deeper, never did I think I’d enjoy someone fucking my mouth like this. But with him, it’s different. He hits the back of my throat and I’m moaning. He runs his hand down my body and starts rubbing in between my thighs again. I gag and drool as he keeps thrusting into my face.

My make up is running now but I don’t care. I feel myself building and tensing again, I’m moaning with my mouth full of his cock.

“I’m the boss, you’re going to come when I say you can.” This makes my heart drop, and in between my thighs gets wetter and warmer, I tighten.

Something warm and salty fills my throat. He lets out the loudest, most passionate moan as he fills my mouth with his come. He leaves his dick in my mouth for a while as he finishes me off. His fingers moving in and out of me.

“Come for me, right now.” He demands. Right as he said it, I come hard, soaking the bed. His hand is soaked, and he loves it. “You’re so tight baby, that’s my good girl.” My moans are muffled, as his cock is still in my throat.

He slowly slides out of my mouth, and falls next to me on the bed. We both lay there, panting, covered in sex and sweat. I’m still shaking from everything. We looked at each other, laughing.

Finally, it was better than we could have ever imagined.