Private Tuition (7 page)

"I'll teach you to want cock you little bitch. Hard and rough is how you can have it and when you scream for me to stop, just remember that this is your punishment for disobeying me.” He panted as his arm now worked fast pushing the dildo inside her. He moved to kneel on the bed, hovering over her. Faster and harder he fucked her.

Paula was taking the thrusting cock inside her, she loved the roughness, the huge size of it. The animal-like way the professor was working on her. But best of all, she liked his anger. He thought he would teach her a lesson, punish her, but instead, he was delighting her.

"Oh god it's wonderful, so big,” she panted. Her head rolled from side to side as she met each trust with her hips. Her eyes closed, lost in the pleasant feelings that she was experiencing.

"Hurts, does it bitch?” he asked her, laughing to himself. Still his hand pumped furiously into her, forcing the dildo up her. Paula's body throbbed with the feelings she was experiencing. Every pore of her body felt the delight of the intrusion into her soft interior.

The professor's other hand moved to grip her hard clitoris between finger and thumb. He pinched it cruelly, sending sharp slivers of excruciating pleasurable sensation through her body. She moaned loudly.

"See bitch? I'll teach you!” He puffed breathlessly, and began pulling the hood of her clitoris around in small circles.

Paula began tensing, her breathing hard and fast. Her face and body were covered in perspiration, she moaned and tensed her body. She screamed loudly as her body locked rigid in orgasm, her hips bucking wildly. Then she began to relax, still taking the motions of the pounding cock inside her. On and on he fucked her with the dildo until she had finished, then he gradually slowed and stopped. There was a slopping sound as he withdrew the huge cock from her wet pussy. His face fully red, he was sweating from his exertions. A smile broke on his face as she opened her eyes.

"Learned your lesson bitch?” he asked breathlessly.

She looked up at him and smiled, moaning softly with pleasure. “Weren't there six of them tonight?” she asked sexily.

The professor's face turned dark, he was furious at her reaction. Grabbing her breasts, one in each hand, he pinched and twisted spitefully, drawing a scream of agony from Paula. “Tell me when you have had enough,” he snapped angrily, his smile broad and sardonic as he gripped and twisted her nipples cruelly.

Paula screamed aloud. “Okay, okay!” she cried. In the position she was in, it would be foolish to anger him further. She would get him, but on her terms, when the time was right. For now, she would play along. “Okay, enough, I'm sorry and won't do it again!"

"You accept that you were wrong to defy me then?” he asked, his grip still on her nipples.

"Yes, yes I was wrong,” Paula said loudly.

The professor looked down at her for a moment, climbed off the bed and untied her ankles, crossed one leg over the other and re-tied them again.

"What are doing?” Paula asked in alarm.

"Your pleasure isn't over yet my cock-hungry little slut.” His tone was soft and calming. Paula co-operated as he then did the same with her hands, leaving her face down on the bed. He pushed three pillows under her hips to raise her hips so that she was almost kneeling. Untying again her ankles, he adjusted and re-bound her feet until she was in a full kneeling position, her buttocks presented high in the air.

The cane struck savagely across her soft buttocks, and she screamed loudly and tensed. The breath was forced out of her with the ferocity and the pain of it. It had taken her completely by surprise.

"Dirty bitch!” the professor spat her and swung the cane again hard onto her soft flesh. Paula winced as the pain shot through her again. She tried to scream but nothing came out. Again it struck and again. Savagely biting into her tender buttocks.

"Do I have your obedience now slut?” he asked.

Paula nodded her head furiously. Again the cane swished and struck, then again.

"Your total and unquestioning obedience?"

"Yeeees!” Paula screamed, nodding her head wildly. The caning stopped and she sobbed lightly in relief.

"You won't change your mind will you?” the professor asked her, bending low so that his face was close to hers.

"No, no I won't,” she sobbed, the pain searing through her.

The professor knelt next to her on the bed, he brushed his hand over her soft buttocks, feeling the red welts left by the cane. He traced his finger along the crease of her buttocks, lingering on the tight entrance to her anus. Paula groaned her disapproval as she realised his intentions. He toyed with her, leaving her wondering if his big finger would violate her tight little hole. She felt the pressure increase and his finger entered slightly, his other had moved to her hard clitoris and began rubbing it softly. The finger pushed in fully and the rubbing on her hardened bud increased, the combination of sensations in her body began to bring her towards orgasm. She gasped, moaning her pleasure and began to tense her body. He stopped, withdrew and again inserted the huge cock-like dildo inside her pussy and began pushing it up her. The sudden change in the sensations had a marvellous effect on Paula, thrilling and exciting, teasing and prolonging her pleasure.

"Oh god!” Paula sighed as the length of it pushed up inside her.

"You wanted lots of cock my little bitch, so you can have it."

He began moving the great phallus in and out of her. With her hands gripping the bed-head firmly, she again began to take up the motion of the thrusting inside her, panting and breathing fast as the pace increased. It was better this time, she didn't fear it, she welcomed its pounding action. On and on he abused her, forcing the dildo into her. His free hand grabbed her hair roughly and crushed her mouth against the tip of his erect cock. Moaning loudly as her body moved, she opened her mouth and took as much of his cock inside as she could. It was wonderful! She sucked and enjoyed the firm warm shaft of his rigid cock. Combined with the thrusting inside her, she was lost in a heady, sexual world of her own. The professor was talking to her, but she heard nothing but the sound of his voice as she sucked hungrily and greedily on him, the soft interior of her sweet mouth bringing delight to the ageing professor.

He groaned loudly and came in her mouth. His sperm shooting in warm jets into the back of her throat. The effect on her was instant, she felt the familiar build begin to wash over her. Her thrusting hips forced back harder against the pounding cock-shaped dildo inside her, taking as much of it as she could inside. Her clitoris throbbed and tingled as she built to her peak. She cried out as it reached her, his cock still in her mouth, his sperm spilling out from around her lips. She shuddered and tensed as the powerful feelings sped through her, racking her body with light spasms.

Paula was aware of the professor sitting on the bed watching her. She didn't remember him releasing her as she lay looking up at him. It must have been a long time that she had lain there because he was hard again, his stiff cock poking up from the thatch of coarse hair in his lap.

Paula sat up and taking him gently by the shoulders, guided him to lie down on his back. Her pussy felt a little sore, but still expanded, she mounted him, hovering over his erect cock. Slowly she descended on him, feeding his cock into her wet pussy. Feeling him up inside her for the first time.

"Your obedient servant,” she panted as she moved on him, behind her back she had her fingers crossed as she spoke.

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"Paula, I'd like to speak with Louise alone if you don't mind,” the professor said as the dinner was finished.

"Fine, I'll wash up then,” Paula replied lightly and began clearing the table. “I'll be in the kitchen until you call me."

The professor moved to his favourite spot on the settee. Louise followed heading for the armchair opposite him.

"Stand,” he snapped pointing to the floor in front of him, then his tone softened to a request. “Please stand, your legs are to be looked at and admired."

Louise smiled thinking to herself that all Paula had said about him was true.

"Okay,” she said sexily, placing one hand on her hip and posing for him. She felt good, sexy and liked the attention his eyes were giving to her body. He didn't try to disguise that face as he took in her long legs and slender thighs, the neat hips and waist that opened out to the swell of her ample breasts.

"I'll come straight to the point, Louise. You are a friend of Paula's, your accommodation is unsuitable and I have a room free. Your reasons for coming here tonight were not just visiting your friend were they?"

"Why yes they were actually,” she lied, not wanting to drop her friend in the mire or to show just how much contact there was between the two friends.

"Let me put it to you another way then,” the professor said in an irritated tone. “I have a spare room here that you can have but not if you continue to lie to me."

"Okay, yes I do want the room and yes Paula asked you to invite me so that we could bring the subject up over dinner."

"That's better, I won't be lied to, remember that,” he said firmly. “How tall are you?"

"Nearly six feet."

"So tall and slim, with a thick mane of long blonde hair, you must have men running after you.” He sat back deeper into the settee, his eyes moving constantly up her long legs and to her breasts.

"Chance would be a fine thing, most are scared to approach me. I probably get less men than an unattractive woman.” She assumed a bewildered expression to add emphasis to her statement.

"How much has Paula told you about our arrangements here?"

"That she likes it very much. I know that you pay her and give her a clothes allowance, she does housework and you help her with her studies."

The professor surveyed her silently for a moment.

"Tell me about yourself."

"Well, I'm twenty, studying psychology, same as Paula."

"How many times have you been fucked?"

"What?” Louise was thrown by the sudden change of questioning.

"You heard me!” he snapped.

"Loads of times, I like sex, can't get enough."

"I'm sorry Louise but it would be a mistake to let you move in here,” the professor said firmly and began to stand.

"Sorry, sorry,” Louise said hurriedly. “It's difficult. I told Paula more times than I actually have, I exaggerated it to her."

"How many times?” the professor asked, standing and walking close to her.

"Not very many, about ten in all.” She looked down at the floor.

"One man?"

"Two. But only once with one of them."

The professor walked around behind her and stood almost touching her. She felt vulnerable and guilty, awaiting his reaction.

"Cock sucking?"

"Twice,” she said softly, ashamed of her inexperience. He was close to her now. She could feel his hardness pressing lightly against the cheek of her buttock. A surge sexual anticipation shot through her.

"Pussy licking?” He was pressing harder against her. His hands rested on her hips and he pulled her onto him. Louise shuddered, unsure whether to respond or just wait. She decided to do nothing and shook her head in response to his question.

"Have you ever been tied up, sexy Louise?” His warm breath in her ear made her shudder involuntarily, her pussy ached, the suspense was electrifying.

"No.” Her voice cracked and she cleared her throat. “No,” she repeated, more loudly this time. His full hardness was burning into her buttocks through their clothes. Her nipples hardened and she drank in the sexual charge that washed over her as he pulled her onto him.

"How do you feel about those things Louise?” he asked quietly in her ear, his voice thick with arousal.

"I don't really know, I've haven't tried, so I can't really say,” she replied honestly.

The professor released her, she gasped softly as the pleasurable feelings were taken from her. They were powerful and exciting feelings whose full effect on her she hadn't realised until he had moved away.

"Do the thoughts excite you Louise?” It was almost a whisper as he brought his mouth close to her ear. His hand ran through the thick blonde hair, stroking and twisting gently, caressing lovingly and admiring it.

"Yes.” Her voice was low and her throat dry.

His hand ran down her back to rest on the swell of her buttocks. Louise felt a terrific jolt of pleasure in her vulva. She felt like a naughty schoolgirl standing tamely before the headmaster. His hand moved over her buttocks, feeling and caressing, his fingers probing her shape beneath her clothes. Exploring the rounded firm buttocks and the way they dropped away towards her legs. He fondled her silently and she was happy to let him.

"I require total obedience, Louise,” he said, moving round to stand close in front of her and looking down the opening of her blouse.

"Yes, of course,” she answered meekly.

"How do I know that you are truthful in all that you have told me?"

"But I am,” she said quickly.

"How do I know you are serious, Louise?"

She pondered a moment then moved a hand forward to grip his hardness through his trousers. He moaned at the contact, his face flushed. She gripped him harder and saw his eyes half close in pleasure. She smiled and parted her lips sexily, looking straight into his face. Her pussy throbbed with the excitement.

A few moments passed before he cleared his throat to be able to speak.

"The table,” he said simply, indicating the dining table. Louise released him and moved towards it.

"Place you hands on it and bend over.” His voice was cracking with his mounting excitement.

Louise placed her hands firmly on the table, and she trembled slightly with excitement. She bent over and adopted a wide-legged stance, her backside prominent and her short skirt riding up to reveal a hint of her pale blue panties beneath. Her heart beat fast, the veins in her throat pulsing with excitement and anticipation.

His hand was there instantly, beneath the skirt and working underneath the elastic side of her skimpy panties, feeling her soft, firm flesh and moaning his appreciation. His fingers moved to stroke her swollen labia. Louise drew breath as the feelings swept over her, thrilling and delighting her.