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Professor Segul’s fingers slide over my slippery folds, only for him to pause.
“Miss Stahl?”
Butterflies flutter in my stomach because even they know what will happen next. I whisper, “Yes, sir?”
“Are you so wet from worshiping my feet?”
“No,” I reply. “It was—”
Slap.
His palm lands on my left ass cheek with a sting that resounds like a struck cymbal.
I cry out, my heart leaping into the back of my throat.
“Do. Not. Lie. To. Me,” he growls, and spanks the right.
My legs curl up to my behind, as though they could shield me from his wrath, but Professor Segul’s hand is faster.
Only he’s not spanking me but slipping those fingers back beneath the fabric of my knickers and caressing my swollen clit.
The pleasure is exquisite after the searing pain, and my legs drift down to the floor.
“Aaah!”
His deep chuckle vibrates across his belly as he circles my clit, and every muscle in my body melts into his touch.
“I’m beginning to think you weren’t exaggerating about being a bratty sub,” he murmurs. “See how much you enjoy being punished.”
“I don’t—”
Slap!
I raise my head and cry out as electricity zips up my core and settles in my needy clit.
“Did I give you permission to speak?” he asks.
I stifle a sob.
He spanks me again. “I asked you a question.”
My cheeks turn hot. I swallow hard and force back a retort. “No… Sir.”
“Watch your tone.”
I’ve already caught onto his game. The moment I apologize without being prompted, he’ll give me another spanking. Instead of speaking, I let my head flop down, and I part my thighs a little further to expose more of my pussy.
When his fingers resume their sweet caresses, my entire body relaxes once more. This is what I came for. Pleasure under the professor’s command. He rubs back and forth, back and forth, running his fingers up and down my sex, only pausing to circle my clit.
I curl my toes and groan at the patience in his touch. Men my age would rub me fast and hard and raw until they’d desensitized the entire area. Not the professor, who knows exactly how to draw out my pleasure. I could enjoy a lifetime of this slow, exquisite torture.
Just as my breath quickens with the first stirrings of an orgasm, he withdraws his hand.
I jerk up. “What—”
Smack!
The sting radiates across my right ass cheek, making my back arch and my head rise to the level of his chest.
