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You know this is wrong. That's what your mind tells you. Your body, too, wants to get away from it, from the pain and degradation and soreness. But your lust keeps you right in place, pushing you to endure the abuse and humiliation. You need no rope to be kept on your knees, with your hands behind your back, and your mouth wide open for your Master's piss -- your desire is doing the job for you.
It started innocently enough, some casual RP in response to a prompt on DPP. But then you started chatting, and all of a sudden you realized you were telling the Professor way too much about your innermost desires and giving away very personal thoughts you'd never shared with anyone. And before you know it, you're seeking his approval for the choices you make, and end up needing his permission to come or to go to the bathroom or to wear your favorite green dress, the one that brings out the glow of your eyes so well.
All you wanted was some RP in which you -- a smart, independent woman -- submit to a stronger man, but what you ended up with was complete, utter submission to a complete stranger you'd found on Reddit.
How on earth did it come to this?
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