Spanking
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Publié :17/6/2014 19h02
Dernière mise à jour :14/6/2018 10h36 2492 vues
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During the last week of the spring semester I was in a department meeting and our conversation turned to how immature some college students are one of the ladies in the room said that she wished she could spank these impudent individuals. I chuckled and she looked at me and gave me a wink. I wondered why she winked? Could she be a Domme, switch or maybe a sub who was seeing who would respond.
When the meeting ended I went back to my office to grade papers and prepare for summer when there was a knock at my door. I opened it and was surprised to see my fellow professor standing there. I invited her in but she said she running to her next final but wanted to know if I would be available to meet for drinks after she was finished. I agreed and finished my grading and went to bar we had agreed to meet. The conversation was very benign for the first two drinks, but during the third she asked me why I chuckled. I told her I agree with her comment, but added that some of our faculty are a bit petulant as well and could use a good spanking as well. She asked if I thought she needed one as well. I asked, Why? Have you done something to deserve to be spanked? She confessed that she had taken a book from my office on Shibari. Personally, I never noticed it was gone, but I asked if she had ever been bound like the pictures in the book. She told me no, but was very curious. After a few more question back and forth she ask if I would show her how its done. I agreed and we left for my place.
When we arrived at my home she began to undress. I stopped her to make sure she was 100% sure she was ready to try what we would be doing and after she said yes we decided on our safe word. I lead her to my den and sat her in my desk chair. I saw excitement in her eyes and wondered if that look would be there much longer. I began to tie her wrists to the chair and she asked if she should undress. Once again I told her not yet and proceeded to tie her ankles to the legs of the chair. With her secure I unbuttoned her blouse exposing her firm breasts and began to rub them. Quickly her nipples got hard and I pinched them to check for sensitivity, but she did not react one way or another. I pinched them harder and she let out a faint groan. I then went into my bedroom and got a long rope and began to bind her breasts. They turned a lovely shade of purple and thought she would ask me to stop...yet she didn't. I slapped them and saw a look in her eyes that told me to continue. Harder and harder I slapped them and the more she seemed to enjoy it. The next thing were a couple of large paperclips that I placed on her nipples and waited for her to ask me to stop. I was anticipating the moment when I would remove the clips from her to get a reaction. This time I did. She expressed how much it hurt but glad I did it to her. Next I pulled her panties down to her knees. I felt her pussy and it was extremely wet. So wet it was hard to get the clip to stick on her labia. After a few minutes I removed the clips and she was amazed how much it stung.
We continued for a while, but eventually I untied her from the chair and lead her to my bedroom. I told her to finish undressing for me and lay on the bed where once again tied her down while laying face down, exposing her creamy while bottom. I went and grabbed a brush my the bathroom and preceded to spank her firmly. It was beautiful to see how quickly her cheeks turned to a healthy shade of pink. Next came my belt. Not too hard, but definitely not too soft I began to spank her. I noticed a few welts were forming on her and she told me that the pain wasn't that bad. We continued for a while, but I felt she needed a break and got ice cube to cool off her bottom. I was shocked to see how fast it melted. When she was comfortable again I untied her and rolled her over. This time I didn't bind her but instructed her to spread her legs and began to slap her pussy with my hand. Again and again and again. She moaned from the pain and pleasure she was experiencing. (She admitted it was her favorite part after we finished.) Neither had noticed it had been two hours since we began and she informed me she had to go meet her daughter for dinner.
So, she dressed herself and walked to the door. I gave her a kiss on the cheek and she asked if we could continue later this summer. I agreed and asked her to write me an email to let me know off the things she was hoping to try. I have received her letter and will tell you what happens after our next meeting.
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Teaching - Office Hours
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Publié :30/7/2013 8h13
Dernière mise à jour :5/5/2024 15h34 2540 vues
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As a professor I have to have regular office hours for my students to be able to see me regarding issues that concern my classes.
Last week I was in my office grading my summer finals and packing some items I wanted to take home since I would not be back for a month. It was one of those rare days in Southern California when we have summer showers, and I figured most people would be off campus to avoid getting rained upon. As I was at my desk a knock on my office door startled me, and I went over and open it, to my surprise it was this attractive redhead that was in my class that ended the day before. She asked me if we could talk for a few minutes, and I let her in. I went back to my desk, and she sat in the chair opposite of me. I asked her how I could help her, knowing the class was already finished. She began by telling me how she enjoyed the class, and my lectures. However, she told me she was afraid she was not going to pass the class and how she had been having personal issues with her ex-husband that had been causing her a great amount of grief that caused her to have to put her studies to the side while dealing with him. As she sat there I must admit I was sort of listening, but I was also staring at her thighs that were exposed through the bottom of her knee high rain coat. I know she noticed I was looking, but she kept on with her explanation. As she continued with her story she revealed to me that she really needed to pass this course and one other to graduate, and by doing so she would be able to move away from him and free herself from his antics.
At this point I concentrated on making eye contact due to the severity of her situation. I felt her pain, since as a student I had an issue that made me fall behind in a class and my professor allowed me to do an extra project in order to pass the class myself. I asked her if she had come with a proposal on how she could raise her grade. She quipped in jest that since she was working as a stripper she could give me a lap dance, and gave me a chuckle as the words left her mouth. I am not sure what she said for a few seconds after that because all I could do in imagine her on a pole spinning around. Next thing I knew is I blurted out..."Here or somewhere else?" Her eyes lit up in astonishment thinking that her joke was now getting serious. "Here works for me" she exclaimed. I don't think either of us were serious, but next thing I knew I was locking my door and she was closing the blinds, and pulling out her iPod to find some music. It seemed surreal that every teachers fantasy was about to come true. I must admit that I was nervous that someone might hear what was going on, but I also knew the campus was pretty empty since the summer session was over and not many people were on campus...even less were on the third floor of my building.
As the music began, she started to untie her raincoat exposing her summer dress that was very low cut showing her milky white cleavage. All sorts of things entered my mind at this time. She moved like summers breeze swaying her hips and began to come closer. Next thing I knew her dress was laying on the ground and she was taking off her bra and panties. She began pressing her breasts against me, and moving with the sultry actions of an experienced dancer. To say she aroused me is an understatement. Her soft lips pressing against my ears and next got my attention right away.
The dance continued, and as I sat back to enjoy I began to rub the back of her thighs. They were soft as silk, and my hands glided to her beautiful ass and I began to rub her. It wasn't but a few seconds and she took off my shirt and started kissing my nipples. I cannot remember anything for a few minutes, but suddenly we were both naked and her lips were now upon my cock. A few minutes later we were laying on the floor and I had begun to lick her sweet, shaved pussy. The passion of the moment was so intense. As we laid there wrapped in each others arm I could hear people talking in the hall and as they passed my door I thought I was busted. Fortunately, they walked past knowing nothing about what was happening behind my door.
She was AMAZING! Soft, sweet, gorgeous...and began to ask me to punish her for being a bad student. I asked her if she had a brush so I could spank her. without hesitation she gave it and got one her hands and knees. She so enjoyed it and I asked her if she enjoyed being disciplined, and of course she replied that she did. As the time passed I had thought I cannot let this be a one time thing. A beautiful young student with a desire to be disciplined...perfect.
Almost an hour and a half had passed and having an appointment of my own that day I knew we had to finish up. She also had to get to work, so it was decided that we would meet up soon and continue to explore her wild side. As we were dressing she asked me what her new grade would be. In turn I asked what she would like, and she said a C would be fine. "You only want a C?" I asked..."Don't worry, I will take care of it for you".
After we were finished getting dressed she kissed me goodbye and left. As I sat back at my desk I felt myself smiling uncontrollably as I entered her grade...A. I couldn't help myself, and thought how could someone get a C for what she had just done.
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Any questions?
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Publié :9/11/2010 16h23
Dernière mise à jour :10/12/2010 23h07 2296 vues
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I am hoping to recieve your questions so that I can answer them for you, and that I can better be prepared for my Human Sexuality class at the university.
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