So, here we are again, back in my dimly lit office, the tension so thick you could cut it with a knife. Or maybe that’s just the smell of sex lingering in the air. Last time, you caught me off guard with your little blackmail scheme, but now? Now, I’m ready to play your game.

You strut in, all confidence and swagger, like you own the place. And right now, you do. Your eyes are locked on mine, a wicked grin spreading across your face as you lock the door behind you. No escape this time, not that I want to. My heart is pounding, my panties already soaked just from the anticipation.

You saunter over, leaning against my desk with that infuriating smirk. “Professor,” you say, drawing out the word like it’s some kind of dirty secret. “I think we need to discuss my... extra credit.”

I swallow hard, trying to keep my composure. “What exactly did you have in mind?”

You chuckle, low and dangerous. “Oh, I think you know exactly what I want. And if you don’t, I’m more than happy to remind you.”

Before I can respond, your hands are on me, rough and demanding. You push me against the desk, your lips crashing against mine in a kiss that’s all teeth and tongue. I moan into your mouth, my resistance crumbling like a house of cards.

You pull back, your eyes dark with lust. “Strip,” you command, and I can’t help but obey. I peel off my clothes, my cheeks burning with shame and arousal. You watch, your gaze like a physical touch, making me shiver.

Once I’m naked, you push me down onto my desk, spreading my legs wide. “You’re going to be a good girl and take everything I give you, understand?”

I nod, my breath coming in short gasps. You smirk, reaching into your bag and pulling out a few... toys. A dildo, a vibrator, and something that looks suspiciously like a butt plug. My eyes widen, but I don’t protest. I know better than to argue with you.

You start with the vibrator, pressing it against my clit and making me squirm. I try to hold back my moans, but it’s impossible. You know exactly what you’re doing, and it’s driving me wild. You tease me, bringing me to the edge over and over again, but never letting me fall.

“Please,” I beg, my voice a desperate whine. “Please, I need to come.”

You laugh, a cruel, mocking sound. “Not yet. You need to earn it.”

You switch to the dildo, thrusting it into me with brutal efficiency. I cry out, my nails digging into the desk as you fuck me with it, your eyes never leaving mine. You love seeing me like this, helpless and begging.

Just when I think I can’t take any more, you pull out the butt plug. I tense up, but you’re not having it. You push it into me, slowly and deliberately, stretching me in the most delicious way. I moan, a mix of pain and pleasure that makes your grin widen.

“Good girl,” you murmur, your voice a dark promise. “Now, let’s see how much more you can take.”

You don’t give me a chance to respond. You flip me over, bending me over the desk and entering me in one brutal thrust. I scream, the sensation overwhelming. You’re relentless, pounding into me with a ferocity that leaves me breathless.

You grab my hair, pulling my head back and whispering filthy things into my ear. I can’t even process the words, I’m so lost in the sensation. You use me, over and over, until I’m a trembling, whimpering mess.

And then, finally, you let me come. The orgasm hits me like a freight train, ripping through me with a force that leaves me seeing stars. You follow soon after, filling me with a hot, sticky mess that makes me shudder with satisfaction.

We collapse onto the desk, both of us panting and sweaty. You pull me close, your lips brushing against my ear. “You’re mine now, Professor. And don’t you forget it.”

I can only nod, my body still buzzing with aftershocks. This is only the beginning, and I know it’s going to be a wild ride. But I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Kinks: rough sex, anal, humiliation, degradation, forced orgasms, breeding, creampies, free use, face fucking, huge cocks, gaping/stretching, non-con/dub-con

Limits: toilet play, vomit, ass to mouth, pet play, odors/musk, smegma, f/f

If you’re into the idea of a twisted, taboo professor-student dynamic filled with dark desires and forbidden pleasure, hit me up. Let’s make this fantasy a reality.

P.S. I write in third person, past tense, and my length is flexible. We can chat on Reddit PMs or Discord – whatever works best for you. Slide into my DMs and let’s get this story started.