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Her mind whirred while her body seemed to fill with the strangest feelings of longing. Perhaps it was his attention to her, his willingness even to suggest something this astounding. As she considered the plan, her thighs and bottom began to tingle with a delightful physical sensation. All this took her completely off guard, as the whole scheme was utterly preposterous. And yet, she was seriously considering agreeing to the professor’s proposal.
She thought fast, right on her feet—rash thinking was something she did do well, although it tended to get her into trouble. But with Professor Rossi? What trouble could there be in ensuring her future success? “I’ll do it, sir,” she answered him much faster than he expected.
He nodded his head, truly amazed that she would agree. “All right, then. You understand that I will insinuate myself into your life until you’ll likely be sick of me. That might be difficult for you given the streak of independence that seems so important to you.”
“Perhaps, perhaps not,” she replied. She was thinking in advance of the professor, measuring her physical and emotional response to the proposal and to him. Something in his manner had been intriguing her for months, though she’d ignored the erotic implications. He was a professor, but he was also opening a door… “I don’t know why I’m doing this, Professor Rossi, but I will. Maybe it’s foolish, but it couldn’t be any more foolish than a lot of other things I’ve done—like spending three years in this university and leaving with nothing to show for it. I need my career. My time is running out. I’ll be miserable if I don’t graduate.”
“Well then, we’ll start today. You can take your first punishment now. Consider it a measure to wipe the slate clean so we can start fresh.”
“Now? Start now?”
“Yes.”
“W-Wasn’t,” she started to stammer, ”there something I’m supposed to sign?”
/> “If it’s necessary, we can take care of that later,” he said. “For now, this will be private—off the record.” He had grabbed something from a nearby closet, a spanking paddle. She watched in anxious awe as he clutched it with a fierce resolve. Her heart leapt again, while her sexual body shivered in anticipation. “The building is empty except for the two of us,” he whispered. “This is about your becoming more disciplined, about learning to submit to my requirements,” he spoke so softly. Each word seemed carefully chosen, each awakening another place of sensation. She was enthralled by the look of his hand, and the paddle, even as her mind was enthralled by the sound of his voice. “I can get you what you desire. I can make your life heaven or hell. You’ll learn the most amazing things about yourself; more than you ever thought was there.” He paused, letting that thought settle with her. “I sense you’re already feeling it.”
“I am,” she whispered breathlessly.
“Mind you, this will hurt, but the implications will feel so good that you’ll come to accept the treatment as part of you. Now step forward, Miss Henry, to the front of my desk,” Rossi instructed, as he moved behind her. “I want you to raise your skirt and bend over. I’ll lower your underwear.”
“I’m not wearing any underwear,” she blushingly answered. Her voice sounded so tiny it was hardly there at all.
“Well then, I’ll have little to do but redden your ass.”
Following the order, she moved the short two steps required. Anticipation made her legs weak and her hands trembled so that her palms began to sweat. Bending over, she slowly fingered her white denim skirt, and drew it over her hips. The material bunched about her waist. Her physical response was alarming. She had no idea that this would turn her on, but every feeling in her was sexual. He could have fucked or spanked her and it wouldn’t have mattered at the moment.
When the paddle struck, her first response an immediate, “Ouch!”
“Hush, young lady,” Rossi snapped.
The paddle struck again as a bright and stinging warmth spread across her ass. Another strike, the sensation became more vivid. More smacks, and she was struggling to stay put, struggling to keep quiet when she was about to scream.
The paddle struck again, until there were twenty strikes and a swathe of red across her ass as brilliant as the evening sun.
More and she might have been tempted to bolt the room—but temptation didn’t have time to breed. Rossi knew how far to take her, how to start and when to stop. He also sensed the desperate desire beneath her compliance. He understood her natural inclinations and the inner workings of her mind and what would lure her to him. He had so little to do to have her inside his grasp…
I stopped talking, measuring the silence, wondering what KC would say, but I wasn’t about to say another word until he spoke.
He squirmed in his chair—leather pants making a soft rustling noise. “This is only a tiny piece of the story, isn’t it?” KC said.
“Yes,” I answered.
“So what’s going on in your life right now that you need me?”
“I’m not sure.”
“Oh, but I think you are. You’re just chicken to admit it.”
“Maybe. Couldn’t we just go on the way we have been for a while?” I suggested.
“We could.” But he wasn’t so sure. “Tell me about you right now?” he probed more.
“I’m confused,” I admitted.
“And my spanking you will set you straight? My fooling with your life will cure you?”
“It might.”
