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Amy and the Professor
Dr. Andrew T. Temple & Pooch-
Dr. Temple sat deep in his leather recliner. His right hand held a portfolioof the students scheduled for his upcoming Graduate Philosophy 522 class. Hisleft hand held a tumbler of his favorite Single Malt Scotch. It promised tobe a good night. One of his favorite activities lay before him; picking hissemester prey from among the many young, bright and fuckable co-eds who hadregistered for his course.
Over his long and successful tenure at the University Dr. Temple had developeda refined pussy selection system. A far cry from his earlier years when hewas content to seduce whatever bimbo presented herself to him most readily.Older now, he had learned to take his time, study the landscape and selectthe young morsel that most appealed to his taste. After all, his tastes hadgrown quite refined.
"So much pussy and so little time." He sighed and slowly stroked the headof the naked young woman who sat upright on the floor chained to his chair.
"Isn't that right Pooch?"
The woman enthusiastically nodded her head up and down. The bells on hertitty clamps chimed with the bounce of her breasts. "Yes Master."
He looked down at her and realized he had been ignoring her all evening. "Goodlittle Pooch, good girl." He unlocked her harness; "Go get your bone girl,go! "
Pooch sprinted across the floor on all fours, bounding up the stairs. Therein her cage next to her master's bed was her 'bone', a 10" black rubber dildo.She was so excited that her master was going to play with her. She picked itup in her mouth and bolted down the stairs. "I have such a good master," shethought.
Dr. Temple took the bone out of her mouth. "Ready?"
Pooch lied on her back with her arms and feet pointing up to the ceiling. "Yesmaster, ready."
Temple tossed the 'bone' to Pooch; she slipped it into her already moistcunt in one swift movement and bucked her pelvis. Staring at the professorshe recited her mantra over and over, "I'm a little fuck bitch Master pleaselet me come. I'm a little fuck bitch Master please let me come." Her sinceritywas genuine; it had been days since her master had allowed her to come.
If her pleading was considered sincere enough she would be allowed to suckher master off and then pump herself to orgasm.
Pooch was especially enthusiastic this evening, soon Dr.Temple stood anddropped his pants to display his excitement. The young girl beamed; scramblingto kneel before her masters cock.
"Suck time Pooch," Temple grabbed the back of her head and pulled her firmlyinto his crotch. Pooch sucked him like a machine and in no time he pulled himselfaway from her to shoot into her lovely face. She knelt before him cum drippingdown her brow; trembling in anticipation of the next order.
"OK girl, go fuck yourself." Pooch was so happy. Her master was so kind.Almost flying across the room to her bone she got down on her hands and knees.In appreciation for her master's generosity she turned to let her ass facethe professor. She knew how much he loved to watch her ass churn when she fuckedherself.
The 'bone' was never more than a blur for the next twenty minutes. Poochexhausted herself; crawled back to Temple and curled herself up at his feet.She heard the satisfying sounds of him chaining her to his chair and soon felloff to sleep.
Pooch had been asleep for hours and Temple was far past his third tumblerof Scotch when he opened Amy Jones' file. Her picture slipped out of the folder.He picked it up and was taken aback by the petite young lady's beauty.
"All right! Let it be her."
Rapidly flipping through her file he already imagined himself shooting gobsof his sperm into the lovely face in the photo.
"Ahhhhh, here it is, here it is 'Pre-law'." That was a good indicator.
"3.92 GPA." She was looking better and better.
Then the dealmaker popped out from the page at him. She had applied to HarvardLaw!
"Beautiful….fucking beautiful." Talking to the picture now Dr. Templeasked the young lady. "Do you have any idea of what you will do when you realizethat all that stands between you and Harvard Law School is my cock? I do." Hecast a gentle glance down in Pooch's direction; sighed and fell off to sleep.
Amy Jones -
The thin mattress squeaked its complaint loudly each time Amy's flailinglegs pumped her pussy up to meet her 'companion's ' thrusts. She had been bouncingon the bed for almost half an hour. The advantage of an 8" rubber 'companion'is that it's always available and it never gets tired.
"Come on baby…. ooooooo…fuck me, fuck me, fuck me." She helda pillow over her face to help muffle her passionate outbursts.
"So good baby…sooo good, I'm coming…I'm coming, that's it that'sit ahhhhhhhhhhh." Her frenzied movements calmed as her climax overtook her.Juices poured out of her pussy drenching the bed and her rubber friend. Sheexpelled a deep breath and rolled over on her stomach. Satisfied.
"Whew! Good one lover." Indeed this was the only lover Amy had for longerthan she cared to remember. Staying at the top of her class at this Universityand staying focused on admission to Harvard Law left zero time for the luxuryof a boyfriend or any sexual relationship for that matter. Amy always believedthat there were prices to be paid for what she wanted and that if she werewilling to pay the price she would always get what she wanted. Heading outthe door for her first class with Dr. Temple, Amy was unaware that her willingnessto pay any price would soon be put to the test.
The Setup -
Dr. Temple looked out on a sea of indifferent faces. The boredom in his student'seyes was matched by the boredom in his voice at having to recite his introductorylecture to the 'brain dead'. As he droned on and on his eyes searched the lecturehall for his target.
"Ahhhhh, there you are my pet." Dr. Temple all but laughed out loud. In aclass where half the students were asleep and the other half were playing computergames on their laptops, Amy sat up straight in her chair taking notes; a modelstudent.
"This may be too easy." He thought.
At the conclusion of his lecture Dr. Temple announced that he was short onegraduate assistant for the semester. Extra credit would be available for anystudent who would be willing to assist him with the course throughout the semester.Before he could step down from the lectern Amy was standing next to him pepperinghim with questions about how she might obtain 'extra' credit.
"Yep, too easy." The Dr. mused.
The Price -
For more than three months Amy had been the perfect student and the bestassistant the professor ever had. Her grades led the class and with the 'extra'credit all but secured she could already picture herself in Harvard crimsonrobes.
The semester was finally winding down and Dr. Temple could not be more pleased.As always the most difficult part of his entrapment ritual had been the waiting.He had to give the appearance of a gentleman professor, maintaining a cordialbut detached relationship with his prey. All the while fighting his urges totie his little 'Amy honey pot' to a doorknob and fuck her brains out.
Dr. Temple sat at one end of a huge oak table he used for a desk and Amy,scratching away at her notebook sat far down at the other end. She was helpinghim grade papers long into the evening. He had just finished grading a paperwhen it occurred to him that the time was right to bring Amy into his world.With the course grade she was rightfully expecting from him and the balanceof her classes, she was a slam-dunk for the Ivy League. However; if he gaveher less than an 'A' Grade and less than an outstanding recommendation shemight not squeak in. He counted on her not being willing to take that chance.This is why he preferred pre-law students. He always bet on their willingnessto sell their souls for what they wanted. Few disappointed him.
"Amy?" Dr. Temple whispered across the long table.
The young lady looked up from her concentration, "Yes, Dr. Temple?"
"I'd like to talk to you a bit about your future, no, I mean your futurewith me." The professor parted his lips in a sinister smile Amy had never seenbefore; it made her feel a bit uneasy.
"You're a bright girl so I will not insult you by drawing this out; I havean offer for you. Interested?"
"Ummm maybe." her brow ruffled in confusion.
"As you know I can be your ticket to Harvard Law. With a swipe of my penyou are in or… if I choose; you may not be in. Now as cold as this maysound, I want you to get what you want. But, before I give you what you want…Iwant you to give me what I want." Dr. Temple paused to let his words soak in.He saw the signs in her face that confirmed she recognized the dilemma he justplaced before her.
"What do you … want?" she asked?
"She's done." thought the Dr. "It's all a matter of logistics now." He couldhardly contain his excitement.
"Amy, I don't insult me. I think you know what I want."
"Put these on!" Temple threw her the paper bag he had been carrying for daysin his briefcase. "This is your introduction to becoming my fuck-toy."
Amy's reaction was one of total shock. She caught the package in a reflexbut she could not believe what she was hearing. Her jaw dropped, she stoodand walked towards the door.
"Uh, Uh, Amy… stop and think." Dr. Temple's voice was frighteninglyserene. "Ask yourself if you really want to go to Harvard Law School. It'sthat fucking simple." Then he shouted at the confused girl, "What's your answer?"
Amy stopped in her tracks and turned to face Dr. Tempest. She knew she woulddo anything to go to Boston and she knew Dr. Tempest had played her like aviolin. Trying to limit eye contact with her tormentor the beleaguered girlasked, "What do you want me to do?"
The Dr. laughed, "Just everything I tell you to that's all." Leaning forwardon the desk he barked. "The first thing you do is open that fucking bag andget dressed for me."
Amy looked into the bag and shuddered. There wasn't much inside. With Templebarking at her all along the way she managed to get undressed and put on thepeek-a-boo black bra and panties.
"You look pretty sluttish there Harvard, do you feel sluttish?" Temple staredher down. He always started his girls off with humiliation exercises. He wasconvinced that pain was the best teacher but he got the most fun out of humiliation.
Temple walked towards the frightened girl. "Turn around, and show me thatass of yours."
When she did the professor grasped her by her wrists and snapped on a pairof heavy metal handcuffs. Amy immediately pulled at them and started to panic.A stream of obscenities poured out of her that grew louder and louder untilTemple unceremoniously fastened a ball gag in her mouth.
"Try not to get too worked up, just breathe calmly through your nose." Amyseemed to understand his instructions; even though her eyes were in panic modeshe began to breathe in a regular rhythm. Still the feisty girl wrestled withher restraints. Dr. Temple had to slap the girl several times before she calmeddown.
"Harvard, I own you now, I'm not interested in hurting you but I will ifI have to. All you have to do is what I tell you to do and your life will bea lot easier." To emphasize his point he walked across the room and came backwith a leather-riding crop.
"Some day we may get to play with this outside together when you run aroundmy track for me, but for now…" Temple laid a vicious stroke high onthe girl's thighs. The sounds of her muffled shriek was a high point for theDr. "…for now Harvard it's an instrument of instruction, do as I sayand I will not need it; fight me and you'll sleep with a black and blue asstonight."
Temple placed his nose close to Amy's, "So tell me, are you going to be abad girl" he raised the crop over his head.
Amy rapidly shook her head back and forth; a muffled "Nooooooo" came frombehind her ball gag.
The professor was relishing the sheer intensity of the experience Amy wasgoing through. She had always been treated with great respect. Now she wasbeing treated like an object.
Worse, the controlling bitch couldn't do anything about it. When he was throughwith her she would be a compliant little fuck puppy just like his preciousPooch.
"Good girl, let's try a few easy exercises and then call it a night." Templeput the crop on his desk. He then unshackled her but left in the ball gag.
"You're going to put on a show for me Amy. Your first of many to come. Geton your hands and knees and crawl under the desk." Dr. Temple meanwhile tookadvantage of the opportunity to slide his pants and underwear down around hisankles.
"Now turn around and back up so just your lovely ass sticks out from underthe desk." This wasn't the first co-ed to assume this position for him buther ass was definitely one of the most impressive. "I made an excellent choicewith her." He told himself.
"Now reach back and spread those ass cheeks my little slut." Amy reachedback, spread her cheeks and was thankful she was under the table. She knewshe was blushing and was glad the professor couldn't see the shame in her face. "Wider!!!" Templebarked at her. The frightened girl pulled at her haunches until her assholeand pussy ached from the stress.
"Please wriggle your ass back and forth for me Amy." Amy dutifully shookher ass a bit, then SMACK!! Out of nowhere a searing pain shot through thegirl. Temple had laid down another harsh stoke with his crop. "Faster Amy.Much much faster."
Amy wiggled her ass more quickly than she ever had before. Temple lickedtwo digits of his right hand; kneeling behind the bouncing booty in front ofhim he slipped a finger up Amy's ass and one in her honey pot. "Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh" themuffled words were impossible to understand. But then again Temple didn't care.He just mechanically went about frigging the girl with a passion. Between herfrightened wiggles and his demented fingering, Amy's body began to submit tothe undeniable pleasure coursing through her hindquarters. Temple's fingersgrew wet and sticky.
Just as Amy resolved to let herself go and take whatever sexual pleasureshe could obtain from this experience; the Dr. abruptly withdrew his fingersfrom her gapping holes.
Her ass continued to rotate and she was shocked at herself when she realizedhow dearly she missed the fullness of those fingers in her holes.
Temple grabbed Amy by her thighs and pulled her out from under the desk.He flipped her on her back removed her gag and presented his hardened cockto her. "Suck it," the girl was trembling at this point but she slowly movedtowards the cock and opened her mouth to engulf it. Dr. Temple felt her warmbreathe over his dick and couldn't contain his civility any longer. Reachingdown he grabbed a fistful of hair and slammed himself into her all the wayto the root of his cock. As she gagged he rotated his pelvis round and roundenjoying the sensation of her throat spasms. When he released her she gaspeddesperately for air but had little time to recover before he shoved himselfinto her once again. This time he bobbed her head her up and down for whatseemed like an interminable amount of time before letting the saliva drenchedgirl up for air.
Her hair was wrapped tightly around Andrews's hand. He dragged her aboutlike it was her handle. Plopping back into his seat he lifted Amy up into hislap making her squat like a baseball catcher. Ready to burst he rubbed thehead of his dick up and down Amy's slit. She wiggled as his actions startedto have their effect.
"Look me in the eyes and tell me you love it." Andrew increased the speedof his strokes. Amy reacted by thrusting herself forward trying to suck hisdick into her pussy.
"Now!!" "Look me in the eyes and tell me you love it." Andrew still heldher by her hair. He shook her head violently now….'Tell me cunt!!"
Amy's tear soaked face peered into the sadistic man's eyes. She said, "Ilove it."
Andrew slapped her ass soundly making her jump.
"Say it again and make me believe it." Again he shook her head like a ragdoll.
"Please, I love it Please I love it I love it." Scared now Amy would do orsay anything. She also grew aware that she was getting very hot. She did beginto love it…more and more. She could feel herself submitting to his will.There was no denying a part of her was happy to surrender to this humiliation.In a minute she might do anything for him. For now, merely saying she lovedit was not much of a lie.
"Grab my cock and guide it into your cunny." Andrew held her face inchesfrom his. She couldn't look down; her hands searched until they found his cock.
"God, it keeps getting bigger and bigger." She thought. As ordered she placedits head at the mouth of her slit, and raised her haunches to guide it in.At that moment Andrew took over. He let go of her hair grabbed her ass cheeksand slammed her into his lap.
"Ohhhhhhhhh," Amy let out a deep gasp. Her bottom churned like a blender.She couldn't remember the last time she had time for her rubber cock. Thiswas something of a blessing.
"Do you love it my little slut?" Dr. Temple grabbed her bouncing breastsraising and lowering them with the rhythm of Amy's bounces.
"Yes, fuck me, please fuck me." Amy was soon reduced to a mass of pleasureseeking, bouncing flesh.
For more than two hours Amy was hard fucked, spanked, and humiliated untilher head was spinning with lust and she had become what the Dr. referred toas 'dick drunk'. She was lost to him. He had taken her places she didn't knowexisted and now she feared for her future. She had liked it. There was no denyingthis. She liked it very much.
Fully spent the Dr. walked over to his huddled prey, attached a 'training'collar and secured her to his desk.
"I'll be back in the morning; we can discuss your future after you have hada chance to clear your mind." He calmly walked out of his office and lockedit.
A Toy for Pooch -
Pooch was so happy to hear her master pulling up into the driveway. She ranto the door on all fours and sliding uncontrollably slammed into the glasspanel.
"I'm happy to see you too Pooch." Temple laughed and rubbed her head vigorously.
"I think I have a surprise for you."
Pooch began to run around in circles "What master what?"
"I think I have a new playmate for you to break in." he whispered.
Pooch jumped up onto her master and grasped him like a crab squeezing himuntil his breath was constricted. "Ohhh thank you thank you." She showeredhim with kisses.
It had been almost a year since Temple had brought home a plaything for Pooch,her mind drifted back and she wondered where she left her strap-on.
"One more thing Pooch," the Dr. added, "She's applied to Harvard Law."
This was too good Pooch thought; as a Yale graduate she loved few thingsmore than doing the doggy style to a Harvard preppy.
She hopped down and scurried up the stairs thinking, "Where the fuck didI leave that that strap-on?"
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