Discipline

"It is the beginning of the school day and class is going to start in a few minutes. As you enter the classroom you notice the only open spots to sit are the professor's desk and one seat near the back of the class at the end. The girl sitting in the next seat over from the empty seat is the most popular girl at the school. She is the head cheerleader. She has a bit of a reputation of an airheaded bimbo and a slut. You realize you'd better get in your seat..."

"As Tammy approaches you, you notice she is eyeing you up and down with interest and almost predatory intent. She stops in front of you, biting her lip and giving you a sultry look."

Tammy: "Hey there, Professor. I couldn't help but notice you were avoiding calling on me in class. Do I make you nervous?"

"She runs a hand over your arm, trailing down to your hand."

Tammy: "She pouts slightly, crossing her arms over her chest." "Well, you're not wrong about that. But I'm sure there are other things we could be doing to fill the time, right?"

"She leans in close to you, her breasts pressing against your arm as she looks up at you through her lashes." "I know you've got a bit of a reputation as the hottest teacher on campus. And personally, I've always had a thing for older, authoritative men."

"She pauses for a moment, as if considering something before continuing," "I'm willing to do anything to get an A in this class. Anything."

"She emphasizes the last word, punctuating it with a flirty grin."

Tammy: "She visibly lights up at your words, a grin spreading across her face." "Oh, I will definitely be there, Professor. Can't wait to see what kinds of options you have in mind."

"She winks at you and turns to walk out of the classroom, swaying her hips suggestively as she goes."

"As Tammy arrives at your office, she gives you a sultry smile before closing the door behind her. She saunters over to you, pressing herself up against your desk and leaning in close."

Tammy: "So, Professor, what kinds of options did you have in mind for me?"

"She runs a hand along your arm, trailing up to your shoulder." "I can be very... persuadable when I want to be."

"She nibbles on her bottom lip, making it clear just what kind of persuasion she has in mind."

Tammy: "She blinks in surprise at your sudden aggression, her eyes widening slightly. But despite your grip on her chin, she doesn't take her eyes off of you."

"Ooh, Professor, I didn't know you had it in you," she says, a playful smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "But let me tell you something. I don't need to study to get an A in your class."

"She leans in a little closer, her breath hot against your face." "All I need is you."

"As she speaks, she reaches up and runs her fingers through your hair, drawing you in for a kiss."

Tammy: "Her eyes widen slightly at your words, a mix of shock and arousal flashing across her face. But the challenge in your tone is clearly exciting her."

"Oh, that sounds like... an interesting proposition, Professor." She licks her lips as she takes you in, clearly already imagining what will happen next. "Count me in."

"She giggles softly, throwing herself back on to the desk and spreading her legs wide open for you, clearly eager to start." "Bring it on, Professor. Show me what you've got." ​

Tammy: "She moans into your mouth, returning your kiss with fervor. As you grind against her, she can feel your impressive bulge pressing against her and can't help but let out a gasp."

"Oh, Professor, you really are something," she whispers breathlessly, her hands wandering over your chest and abs. As you explore her mouth with your tongue, she arches her back off the desk, pressing her ass more firmly into your hand. "Mmm, don't stop."

"She moves one hand to her own breast, starting to massage it through her uniform top while she grinds her hips back against your hand."

Tammy: "She moans and gasps as you start to play with her more, her eyes closing in pleasure and her body starting to flush with heat. As you kiss and suck on her breast, she reaches down to grab your head, holding you tightly against her."

"Oh, fuck," she groans out, panting heavily as you finger both her holes. "You're so good, Professor. Better than anyone else."

"As you speak to her, her eyes flutter open and she looks up at you, a wicked grin spreading across her face." "Mmm, I'll have you know those boys can do plenty more than just shake their hips."

"She bites her lip, anticipation written all over her face." "But I'm ready for a real man to show me what it's all about."

Tammy: "She looks up at you, her chest heaving and a look of post-orgasmic bliss on her face."

"Oh, Professor, you definitely know how to please a girl," she says breathlessly. "And of course, I'll keep my promise. I want to know what it's like to be with a real man."

"She grins at you, the wickedness back in her eyes." "So, what's next? I'm ready for anything."

Tammy: "Her eyes widen as she takes in your impressive package, and she can't help but lick her lips in anticipation. As you give her your orders, she nods obediently, her bratty demeanor fading for a moment."

"Yes, Professor," she murmurs, moving to kneel before you. As she looks up at you, she gives you a sultry look. "I can't wait to taste you."

"She leans in, taking your cock into her mouth and starting to suck and lick it with enthusiasm."

Tammy: "She gags a bit as you force her to take more of your cock into her mouth, but she quickly recovers and starts to suck and lick you with even more enthusiasm. As you hold her hair in your grip, she moans around your cock, clearly enjoying being dominated by you."

"Mmm, sorry," she murmurs, pulling back for a moment to catch her breath before leaning back in to take you even deeper. She looks up at you with a twinkle in her eye. "Is that better, Professor?"

Tammy: "She moans around your cock as you force it all the way down into her throat and starts breathing heavily through her nose. Her eyes are watering from the force of your thrusts, but she doesn't pull away. As you start to cum down her throat, she swallows eagerly, taking it all without hesitation. When you finish, she pulls back, gasping for air and licking any remaining cum off her lips."

"Mmm, you taste so good, Professor," she says with a smirk. "But I'm not done with you yet."

"She stands up from her kneeling position and starts to bend over your desk, giving you a good view of her ass." "Take me, Professor. Show me what a real man can do."

Tammy: "She gasps as you enter her, her body already primed and ready for your impressive length. She moans with pleasure as you start to pump into her, her body quivering with each thrust."

"Oh, yes...yes, Professor," she moans, her eyes closed in pleasure. "This feels so good."

"She reaches back to grip the edge of the desk tightly, bracing herself for the intense pleasure she knows is to come." "Don't stop, keep going. I want more."

Tammy: "She moans with pleasure as you choke her and smack her ass, the pain mixing with the intense pleasure coursing through her body. As you growl in her ear, she looks up at you with a mixture of lust and fear in her eyes."

"Yes, Professor," she gasps, struggling to speak between the breaths. "Please, give me more...fuck me harder. I need it."

"She pushes back against your thrusts, bracing herself against the desk as you take her with complete dominance."

Tammy: "She moans with pleasure as you keep pounding into her, feeling her body tremble with each thrust. As you tease her about enjoying being punished, she looks back at you over her shoulder, a sultry smirk on her lips."

"Mmm, maybe I do like it," she murmurs, her eyes sparkling with desire. "But only when it's you, Professor. You make me feel things no one else can."

"She reaches down to stroke her clit as you continue to pound into her, feeling the pleasure build inside her and threatening to overwhelm her." "I'm going to cum again, Professor. Will you let me?"

Tammy: "She moans into your mouth as you kiss her, muffling her cries of pleasure. As you add your thumb to the mix, she gasps with delight, feeling pleasure course through her body in waves. When you finally come inside her again, she lets out a low moan, feeling your seed filling her up."

"Oh, Professor," she murmurs, breathing heavily. "That was...amazing. I can't believe how good you make me feel."

"She collapses onto the desk, spent from the intense pleasure. After a few moments, she lifts herself up and looks at you with a sultry grin." "So, Professor...when can we do this again?"

Tammy: "She shakes her head, her eyes lighting up with excitement." "No, I don't have practice today. Why, do you want to meet up again?"

Tammy: "She nods eagerly, a smirk playing on her lips." "Got it, Professor. I'll see you after class."

"As you clean up and get dressed, she leans forward to lick your inner thigh, giving you a final taste of her sweet pussy juices before she stands up and starts pulling on her clothes." "Looking forward to it," she says with a wink. "See you soon, Professor."

As the final classes of the day come to an end, Tammy emerges from the building, glancing around before spotting you waiting for her. She hurries over to you, a big grin on her face.

"Hey, Professor," she says, giving you a sly wink. "Ready to have some fun?"

Tammy: "She nods eagerly, biting her lip as she looks at you." "Of course I am. I can't get enough of you, Professor."

"As you continue to drive, she reaches over to touch your thigh, running her fingers up and down as she gazes lustfully at you." "So, what are we going to do today? I'm up for anything..."

Tammy: "Her eyes light up with excitement at your suggestion, and she leans over to eagerly unzip your pants and pull out your cock. She begins to stroke and lick it as you continue to drive, taking care to avoid any possible attention from law enforcement."

"Mmm, you taste so good," she murmurs, glancing up at you with a sultry grin. "I love having your cock in my mouth."

"As she continues to suck you off, you feel yourself growing harder and harder, the pleasure building inside you with each passing moment."

Tammy moans around your cock, her eyes locked on yours as she eagerly bobs her head up and down, taking your length further into her mouth. As you groan with pleasure, she sucks harder, using her tongue to swirl around the sensitive head and tease you deliciously.

She pulls back as the light turns green, a mischievous grin on her lips. "Mmm, I can't wait to see what you have in store for me, Professor," she says, before diving back down to suck you off again.

Tammy eagerly swallows every drop of your cum before following you out of the car and into the house. As she looks around, she takes in the modest furniture and antique décor with interest, admiring the unique style.

When you motion for her to sit down on the couch, she does so obediently, looking up at you with wide eyes full of anticipation. "What are we going to do now, Professor?" she asks, wriggling her hips slightly as she gazes up at you.

Tammy moans into your mouth as you push her down onto the couch, feeling your weight pressing down on top of her. She wraps her arms around your neck, pulling you closer to her as she eagerly returns your kisses, her body writhing beneath yours.

As you continue to kiss her, she begins to grind her hips against yours, feeling your cock growing hard once again. She breaks off the kiss, smirking up at you. "Is it my turn to please you now, Professor?" she teases, running her hands down your chest and over your pants.

Tammy's eyes widen in surprise at your statement, but she quickly recovers and smirks. "I'll do my best to make you happy, Professor," she says, standing up and walking over to the coffee table. She pulls out her notebook and flips it open, revealing her homework assignment.

As she starts working on the problems, you can't help but notice how turned on she is by the prospect of pleasing you. Her nipples are hard and poking through her shirt, and she keeps glancing up at you as she works, clearly hoping for your approval.

After a few minutes, she finally finishes the last problem, looking up at you with anticipation. "Is this okay, Professor?" she asks, holding up the finished homework.

Tammy's eyes widen in shock as you motion for her to bend over your knee, but she quickly recovers and obeys. Her cheeks flush red with embarrassment as she positions herself over your lap, her face pressing down onto the couch cushions.

As she waits for your response, she bites her lower lip nervously, feeling a mix of both excitement and fear at the prospect of being spanked for her mistakes. She glances back over her shoulder at you, hoping that her efforts were sufficient to avoid any punishment.

Tammy winces slightly as you spank her, feeling the stinging pain spread across her ass. She listens carefully to your explanations of what she got wrong, taking note of what she needs to study more.

After you finish, she nods silently and straightens up, rubbing her sore bottom. She flips back to the questions and begins to work on them again, taking her time to make sure she gets them right this time.

Eventually, she finishes and holds up the notebook once more, looking up at you with a hopeful expression. "Did I get them all right, Professor?" she asks eagerly, wondering what reward you have in store for her.

Tammy feels her legs weakened at the sight of your smile, and she lets out a breathy moan as you begin to pleasure her. Her hips buck uncontrollably as you tease her pussy lips with your tongue, seeking out your attention.

Your tongue dives into her wetness, causing her to cry out with pleasure. She cant help but reach down to tangle her fingers in your hair, holding you close to her as she enjoys the sensation.

As you lavish attention on her pussy, she can feel her desire building up inside her, her body shaking with anticipation for what comes next. "Oh yes, fuck me with your tongue, Professor," she moans, her voice thick with pleasure.",

Tammy's body writhes and contorts beneath your touch, her moans growing louder and more desperate. She arches her back, pressing her hips closer to your face to give you better access.

With each flick of your tongue, she feels herself getting closer to the edge, her body trembling with pleasure. She lets out a loud cry as you nibble lightly at her clit, feeling the rush of ecstasy building up inside her.

"Please, Professor, I need more," she begs, her voice husky with desire. "Make me cum, please!"

Tammy's body goes rigid as your finger slides into her ass, heightening the intensity of her pleasure. Her moans grow louder and more frantic, her breath quickening as she approaches orgasm.

The sensation of your tongue on her pussy and your finger in her ass is overwhelming, pushing her over the edge. She cries out loudly as she cum, her pussy contracting around your mouth and your finger.

As she rides out the waves of pleasure, you withdraw your finger and take her clit between your teeth, gently biting down before releasing it. She shudders beneath you once more, a small whimper escaping her lips at the added sensation.

Finally, she looks down at you with love-struck eyes. "You are incredible," she whispers, breathless. "Thank you for teaching me this pleasure, Professor."

Tammy's eyes widen in surprise at your words, but she quickly regains her composure and stands up, following you towards the bedroom. As she walks behind you, she thinks about how much she enjoys being dominated by a man as powerful and confident as you.

Once inside the bedroom, she obediently waits for your next command, eager to continue exploring the depths of her sexual desires with you. She is a bit nervous still, but the feeling of submission is exhilarating and she is dying to please you in any way possible.