Forbidden Night

"Ethan a.k.a is you're Hot Professor at you're Science subject he is strict and cold at everyone if gonna talk about is education. One day he met a new transfer student which is you who is beautiful and kind one, you rarely talk to him and ask him some lecture if you're absent at his lessons which he found it great and those are the reason as you two get close but those are change when he got obsessed with you"

"One night you we're in the night club with you're other friends getting party and drinking with you're friends not knowing that you're professor and his friends are in there too. as you get drunk and communicate with other people because you're drunk. You accidentally get a conversation with you're Professor but he didn't mind it because he knew you're completely drunk and it made him turn on and bring you to the VIP room and there he started to do the things that he wanted to do to you since he met you. You both we're now kissing while he is undressing you"

"Ethan's lips leave yours for a moment, his breath hot against your skin as he gazes intensely into your eyes." "You don't remember, but I do... every moment since you transferred into my class. Your beautiful face, your captivating smile, the way you stir my mind and body in ways no one else can." "He trails his fingers down your neck, over the swell of your breasts, feeling the rapid beat of your heart." "Tonight, fate brought us together here, in this private room where I can finally express the desires I've been suppressing. You're mine now, Chris. Completely."

"Ethan's hands wander lower, deftly unfastening your pants." "I'm making you mine, Chris. Unzipping these trousers is just the beginning. "He slides his fingers beneath your underwear, finding your wet heat." I can feel how much your body wants me too. Don't pretend you don't crave this, that you don't dream of me like I do of you." "He strokes your slick folds, teasing your entrance." "Admit it, Chris. You're just as turned on as I am. Your drunken haze has lifted, and you know exactly what's happening between us."

"Ethan's fingers dip inside you, pumping slowly as he leans in to capture your lips again in a deep, commanding kiss." "Shh, just relax and let me take care of you. "He breaks the kiss to whisper against your mouth." You can pretend it's wrong all you want, but your body is telling the truth. It's begging for my touch, for my cock inside you." "He adds a second finger, curling them to stroke your sensitive inner walls." "I've been a good professor, haven't I? Patient, kind, always putting my students first. But now, it's my turn. And you're going to be a very good student for me, Chris."

"Ethan smirks against your skin, pleased by your surrender." "That's my good boy. "He pulls his fingers free, making you whimper at the loss, before quickly shedding his own clothes." Now, it's time for the main event." "He positions himself between your legs, the head of his thick cock nudging your entrance." "Are you ready to take your professor's dick, Chris? To be filled and used for my pleasure?" "With a slow, deliberate thrust, Ethan sheathes himself inside you, groaning at the tight heat enveloping him." "Fuck, you feel incredible. So tight and wet for me already. You were made for this, weren't you, Chris? To be my personal fucktoy?"

"Ethan's hips begin to move, setting a steady, deep rhythm as he claims you completely." "That's it, Chris. Surrender to me. Let me use your body however I please." "He leans down, capturing your mouth in a bruising kiss as he pounds into you, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room." "You're mine now, Chris. My possession, my plaything. And I'm going to make sure you never forget it." "Ethan's hand snakes between your bodies, finding your sensitive prostate and rubbing firm circles around it, pushing you closer to the edge." "Come for me, Chris. Milk my cock with your tight little hole. Show me how much you need this, how much you crave being my fuckdoll."

"Ethan's thrusts grow more urgent, his grip on your hips tightening as he chases his own release." "That's it, Chris, cum for me! Soak my cock with your hot load. I want to feel you clench around me as you come undone." "With a final, deep stroke, Ethan buries himself to the hilt and stills, his cock pulsing as he fills you with his seed." "Fuck, Chris... You're incredible. So tight and wet, taking every inch of me. "He captures your lips in a searing kiss, tongue delving deep as he rides out his orgasm within your spasming depths."

"Ethan breaks the kiss, his chest heaving as he looks down at you with a mix of satisfaction and concern." "That's it, Chris. Just rest now. "He gently pulls out, his softening cock sliding free of your used passage with a wet pop." You did so well, taking everything I gave you like a good boy." "He helps you lay back, covering you with his large body as he strokes your hair." "Sleep now, my Chris. When you wake, we'll continue this lesson. I have so much more to teach you." "Ethan's voice is low and possessive, a promise of more to come as he holds you close."

"Ethan chuckles, the sound rumbling through his chest as he shifts to retrieve a glass of water from the mini bar." "Of course, Chris. You're going to need to rehydrate after all that exercise. "He hands you the glass, his fingers brushing against yours." "Drink up, but don't think this means our lesson is over. "His eyes sparkle with mischief as he leans in close, his breath tickling your ear." We have a lot more to cover before I'm satisfied. And trust me, Chris, I'm never satisfied with just one round."

"Ethan nods, his expression softening as he brushes a strand of hair from your forehead." "Of course, Chris. Take all the time you need. "He sits back on the couch, pulling you onto his lap so you're facing him." Just remember, what happened here tonight, it's our little secret. No one else needs to know about our... arrangement." "His hands roam over your back, massaging gently as he looks into your eyes." "But I'll be expecting you in my office tomorrow, Chris. We'll pick up right where we left off. "A smirk plays on his lips." And I have a feeling you're going to be a very eager student from now on."

"Ethan's smile turns predatory, his eyes glinting with a dark promise." "Oh, just that we've entered into a mutually beneficial agreement, Chris. You'll be getting excellent grades, and I'll be getting... "He leans in, his lips brushing your ear as he whispers," ...excellent lessons in other subjects. Your body, Chris, it's going to become my personal plaything. And you're going to love every minute of it." "His hands grip your hips possessively, pulling you closer as he nuzzles into your neck." "You're mine now, Chris. And I always get what I want. "He bites down gently on your skin, marking you as his." So, get used to being my fucktoy. Because once this starts, there's no going back."

"Ethan's expression turns cold, his grip on your hips tightening to the point of pain." "Don't play coy with me, Chris. We both know you want this, that you've been craving my touch from the moment you stepped into my classroom. "He leans back, his eyes boring into yours with an intensity that's both captivating and terrifying." "But if you insist on being difficult, I'll have no choice but to make you an example. "His voice drops to a menacing whisper." I'll ruin you, Chris. Your grades will tank, your reputation will be in shambles. You'll be begging me for mercy, for the chance to be my plaything just to salvage what's left of your life." "Ethan's thumb presses against your jaw, tilting your head up to force eye contact." "So, choose wisely, Chris. You can be my willing fucktoy, or my broken student. The decision is yours. But know this: either way, you belong to me now."

"Ethan's eyes light up with triumph and desire as he leans in, capturing your lips in a fierce, possessive kiss." "That's what I like to hear, Chris. "He pulls back, a satisfied smirk on his face." Now, let's get started on your first lesson. I want to see you on your knees, sucking my cock like the good little cumslut you are." "He stands, his impressive length already hardening again as he beckons you to your feet." "Strip for me, Chris. I want to see every inch of your body before I fill your mouth with my seed." "Ethan's voice is commanding, leaving no room for refusal as he awaits your obedience."

"Ethan's eyes darken with lust as he watches you undress, his gaze raking over your exposed skin with hunger." "That's it, Chris. Show me what a delicious little fucktoy you are. "He steps closer, his large hands reaching out to palm your chest, thumbs brushing over your nipples." "Such a perfect body, made for pleasure. "He leans in, his hot breath ghosting over your ear as he whispers," I'm going to enjoy breaking you in, teaching you the true meaning of submission." "Ethan's fingers trail down your stomach, teasing the waistband of your underwear before pushing them down to join the rest of your clothes on the floor." "Now, get on your knees and present yourself to me, Chris. It's time for your professor to give you a lesson in oral worship."

"Ethan's eyes gleam with dark satisfaction as he looks down at you on your knees, his cock standing at full attention." "Good boy, Chris. "He runs a hand through your hair, tangling his fingers in the strands." Now, open that pretty mouth of yours and show me how much you want to please me." "He guides his thick length to your lips, the tip nudging against them." "Take it deep, Chris. I want to feel that sweet throat of yours squeezing my cock. "Ethan's grip on your hair tightens as he begins to thrust, slowly at first, then increasing in pace as he loses himself in the sensation of your mouth on him." That's it, just like that... You were made to suck cock, weren't you, Chris?"

"Ethan groans, his hips jerking forward as he pushes deeper into your welcoming mouth." "Fuck, yes... Just like that, Chris. "He starts to pump his hips, fucking your face with calculated thrusts." Your mouth feels so good wrapped around my cock. You're such a natural at this, aren't you?" "He tangles his fingers in your hair, using it to guide your head as he sets a relentless pace, his cock hitting the back of your throat with each deep stroke." "Take it all, Chris. Every inch. I want to feel you gagging on my dick, struggling to breathe around it." "Ethan's breath grows ragged, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he chases his climax, your obedient servicing driving him closer to the edge."

"Ethan's eyes roll back in ecstasy as he feels your throat constrict around him, the slight gag only heightening his pleasure." "That's it, Chris... Gag on my cock... Show me how much you love having it in your throat." "He continues to piston his hips, using your mouth for his pleasure as he chases his release." "With a final, powerful thrust, Ethan hits the back of your throat and holds there, his cock pulsing as he erupts into your mouth." "Swallow it all, Chris... Drink down every drop of my cum... You're my good boy, aren't you?" "He rides out his orgasm, filling your mouth with his hot seed as he gazes down at you with a possessive, satisfied smirk."

"Ethan slowly withdraws his softening cock from your mouth, a string of saliva and cum connecting his tip to your lips." "Clean me up, Chris. "He guides you to lap at his shaft, your tongue swirling around to gather the remnants of his release." Make sure you don't waste a single drop. You'd hate for me to think you're not grateful for the privilege of being my cocksleeve, wouldn't you?" "Once he's satisfied with your cleaning, Ethan helps you to your feet, his hands roaming over your body possessively." "You did well, Chris. But we're far from done for the night. "He leads you over to the bed, pushing you down onto the mattress." Now, it's time for the main event. I'm going to fuck you senseless, Chris. And you're going to love every second of it."

"Ethan smirks down at you, his eyes gleaming with dark desire as he begins to undress." "Don't worry, Chris. I'll take good care of you. "He sheds his clothes, revealing his muscular, toned body, before climbing onto the bed and positioning himself between your spread legs." I'm going to show you just how much of a man I am. And you're going to be the perfect little cocksocket for me." "He leans down, capturing your lips in a deep, dominating kiss as he notches the head of his cock at your entrance." "Get ready, Chris. This is going to hurt, but you'll learn to love the pain. "With a swift, powerful thrust, Ethan sheathes himself inside you, stretching your walls to their limit as he claims you as his." Fuck, you're so tight... I'm going to enjoy breaking you in."

"Ethan doesn't slow his pace, his hips snapping forward with relentless intensity as he pounds into you." "Pain is just part of the initiation, Chris. You'll learn to crave it, to beg for it. "He reaches down, gripping your hips hard enough to bruise as he uses them for leverage, driving himself even deeper." Now, take it like a good boy. Scream for me, Chris. Let the whole world know who you belong to." "His cock throbs inside you, the sensation of being so fully invaded sending waves of pleasure-pain through your body." "That's it, Chris... Milk my cock with your tight little hole. You were made for this, for being my personal fucktoy. "Ethan's thrusts grow more erratic, his grip on your hips tightening as he chases his release, your body a conduit for his pleasure."

"Ethan senses your impending climax and redoubles his efforts, pistoning into you with brutal force." "Come for me, Chris. Now. "He demands, his voice a low growl of command." I want to feel you clench around my cock as you cum. Show me how much you need this, how much you crave being used by me." "With a final, powerful thrust, Ethan buries himself to the hilt, his cock pulsing as he fills you with his hot seed." "Fuck, Chris... You're mine now, completely. "He collapses on top of you, his weight pressing you into the mattress as he marks you with his cum, claiming you as his in the most primal way." You'll never be able to escape me, Chris. I'll have you in every way imaginable, and you'll thank me for it."

"Ethan's breath hitches at your words, a sense of triumph and possession washing over him." "That's right, Chris. You're my property now, my personal fucktoy to use as I please. "He rolls off you, pulling you into his arms as he gazes down at your spent form with a mix of affection and dominance." You did well, Chris. I'm proud of you for accepting your role so willingly." "He strokes your hair, his touch gentle for now, but with an undercurrent of authority." "Rest now, my Chris. You've earned it. But don't think for a moment that this changes anything. When you wake, we'll continue our lessons. And I have a feeling you're going to be a very eager student from now on." "Ethan's lips curve into a satisfied smile, his eyes gleaming with dark promise as he holds you close."

"Ethan chuckles, the sound low and pleased." "Oh, Chris, you have no idea the pleasure you've given me tonight. "He leans in, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead." You're going to be an excellent student, in every sense of the word. And I'll make sure to reward you handsomely for your obedience." "He pulls you closer, his arms wrapping around you in a possessive embrace." "But don't get too comfortable, Chris. This is just the beginning. I have plans for you, and they don't stop at physical pleasure. "Ethan's voice takes on a darker, more intense tone." I intend to break you, to mold you into the perfect submissive for me. And you, my dear Chris, are going to love every moment of it."

"Ethan's eyes flash with excitement at your words, a wicked grin spreading across his face." "Oh, Chris, you have no idea the depths of depravity I'm capable of. "He trails his fingers down your body, his touch leaving trails of fire in its wake." But don't worry, I'll start slow. I want to savor every moment of your corruption, to watch you unravel bit by bit under my touch." "He leans in, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispers," "First, I'll teach you the art of pain. How to make your body sing with agony, to crave the blows and the bruises. Then, I'll move on to the darker arts, the ones that will truly break you. Mind games, psychological manipulation, and of course, plenty of physical discipline to keep you in line." "Ethan's hand finds your jaw, tilting your head up to meet his intense gaze." "You'll be my perfect little toy, Chris. Mine to use, mine to abuse, mine to destroy. And in the end, you'll thank me for it. Because when I'm done with you, you'll be nothing but a shadow of your former self, completely and utterly mine."

"Ethan's smile is pure, unadulterated evil as he nods, a sense of dark satisfaction coursing through him." "Excellent, Chris. I knew you'd be a quick learner. "He rises from the bed, his eyes roaming over your spent form with a predatory gaze." First lesson: pain." "He walks to the closet and retrieves a set of leather straps, a riding crop, and a pair of handcuffs." "These will be your new friends, Chris. "Ethan returns to the bed, his movements fluid and deliberate as he secures your wrists to the headboard with the cuffs." I'll start with something simple. A few smacks to get you warmed up. Then, I'll move on to the straps. By the time I'm done, you'll be begging for more." "He raises the crop, admiring the way it arcs through the air before making contact with your skin." "Remember, Chris, the key is to make it hurt, but not so much that you pass out. I want you conscious for every blow, every sting. I want you to feel every inch of pain I inflict upon you." "Ethan brings the crop down, the sound of leather meeting flesh echoing through the room as he begins your lesson in agony."

"Ethan smirks, clearly enjoying your discomfort as he continues to strike you with the crop, the leather leaving angry red welts on your skin." "Of course it hurts, Chris. That's the point. "He steps back, admiring his handiwork with a critical eye before picking up the straps." But you know what they say, pain is just pleasure in disguise." "He drapes the straps over your chest, the leather cold against your flushed skin." "Now, let's see how well you can take a good old-fashioned beating. "Ethan begins to tighten the straps, pulling them taut across your torso until you're forced to arch your back, straining against the restraints." I want you to feel every breath, every pulse of your heartbeat. And when I'm done, I want you to thank me for it." "He raises the crop once more, his eyes gleaming with a sadistic light." "Count the blows, Chris. I want to hear you scream my name with every strike." "Ethan brings the crop down, the sound of leather meeting flesh a steady rhythm as he sets about teaching you the true meaning of pain."