Private Tuition (21 page)

The atmosphere had changed; the mood was lighter and the subject now talked about and out of the way. Both girls felt relieved and settled back in the loungers more relaxed and happier.

"That was some bonk you two had! Thought the wall was going to cave in. Gave me a right thrill to hear you two at it,” Louise said, closing her eyes against the bright sunlight.

"One of the best yet. A good old-fashioned and passionate bonk. Watching you get your punishment set me in the mood for it though. God! I've never been so wet as I was after watching you struggle Louise."

"Turned me on quite a bit I can tell you."

Paula sat quietly for a few moments. “I think it would be a good move if you were to apologise to the professor."

"Yeah, thanks, I have been thinking that. I will just as soon as he gets back."

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Louise knocked hesitantly and softly on the study door. She only entered on the professor's gruff reply that contained a hint of annoyance at the interruption.

"Could you spare me a moment professor?” Louise used the best helpless voice that she could muster at that moment.

"I'm rather busy,” he said flatly, without looking up. Louise walked over to stand close to him by the desk, just the collar and her tight white panties to cover her nakedness.

"I'd like to apologise,” she said with some difficulty.

"I'm listening,” the professor replied, closing the folder on the desk and turning to face her. His eyes found her breasts immediately as she stood before him, lingering on the taut, long nipples that jutted out so prominently.

"I was wrong, I shouldn't have done those things to upset you, I regret it very much. I also accept that punishment was due to me and I have taken it, with no complaints."

The professor sat looking at her face, trying to decide if the girl before him was being truthful or simply deceptive.

"Very well,” he said at last. “I accept your apology, but will never accept another from you. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes professor,” Louise said firmly.

"Very well, kneel for me."

Louise got down on all fours, her slender body shaped and lithe as she knelt on the soft carpet. Her backside taut and firm, covered by the thin, tight material of her panties, her backside high in the air, tempting and offering.

The professor stood, dropped his trousers and shorts and then threw them casually aside. He stood near her head, his cock hanging down, stiffening slightly as his feeling of command increased.

"Lick me, bitch."

Louise reached up with her head, bringing her mouth close to the end of his dangling cock and kissed it lightly with her full, red lips. Her tongue slipped out and began tracing a line up the length of his rapidly hardening cock. Her wide eyes searched his face as he looked down at her.

Bolder she became, nipping the head of his cock between her soft lips, exciting his member to rise so that she needed to also rise to her knees. Her mouth closed over his throbbing, stiff cock and began sliding down the erect shaft.

He closed his eyes, savouring the delightful sensations and joy that this beauty could bring to him. He groaned as she cupped his balls softly and caressed them lovingly, her long fingernails scraping lightly at the sensitive sac.

"Bitch, lovely bitch,” he moaned as she stroked him. For many minutes she continued to work her soft mouth and hands on him, bringing to him feelings of such pleasure and exciting him further, her own pleasure being in the feel of his velvety cock, warm and throbbing inside her mouth. The taste and the hardness excited her, but most of all there was that feeling she got whenever she was able to bring a man's cock to attention. That part she really enjoyed.

"Enough!” the professor said at last, stepping back to pull his wet cock out of her mouth. Her saliva dribbled down her chin as the rigid member withdrew.

"Stand up."

Louise stood up obediently and waited, hands by her sides for his next instruction. He walked slowly around her, inspecting and leering Louise loved it, every single moment of the sexually charged silence.

"Did you enjoy your punishment the other day, Louise?"

"Not at first no. But later it was quite nice."

"Describe it to me.” His voice was full of excitement, causing the words to sound thick and difficult for him to say.

"It hurt, then the wonderful feelings of pleasure came instead. It was great being abused and mistreated, and knowing I could do nothing to stop it."

Louise saw him grip his cock and squeeze it as her circled her. “Did you expect what I did to you?"

"Not at all, that was the exciting part, the not knowing.” Her voice portrayed her growing excitement. The professor stopped in front of her and began fondling her breasts.

Louise stood proudly and obediently as he moved his hands to her long nipples and began pinching and rolling them cruelly.

Spears of painful pleasure shot through her, filling her with increased need for attention to her aching pussy.

"You are a dirty little slut, Louise,” he said, looking into her eyes. “You can excite men easily with your looks and your body."

Grimacing at the pain, Louise looked back at him, her vulva wet and aching.

"I will test your obedience now,” he said, releasing her and turning to open the desk draw. He turned back to face her, two big bulldog stationary clips in his hand which he held out to her.

"Take them,” he said firmly. “Take them and clip one onto each of your nipples."

Louise looked at him. The horror she felt must have shown on her face, for he smiled wickedly back at her. For a moment she did nothing, then slowly she took the clips from his out-stretched hand and looked at the menacingly powerful clips.

"Well?"

Louise pressed one clip open, strong and hard, she held it over her left nipple. Panting hard, she closed her eyes momentarily, drew a great breath and released the tension on the clip.

She cried out as the cold metal squeezed hard onto the firm nipple and the full pressure clamped it almost flat. The professor watched intensely, his cock jerked at the sight of this girls giving herself pain. He noted the tears forming in the corner of her eyes.

Louise clenched her teeth together to try to bear the pain. But she couldn't stifle another cry as she attached the second clip to her other nipple. The pain that she felt was indescribable, stinging and searing, but above it all, she felt so very, very aroused. Excitement of another kind, self-abuse, yet another lesson for her to carry through life, thanks to the professor.

"Good, very good,” he praised. “You have done well bitch. Now your reward."

He stooped to pull her panties down over her hips and to the floor, pausing to sniff at her pussy as he did so. He moaned contentedly at the aroma rising from her sex.

Behind her now, he roughly grabbed her hair, twisted one arm up her back and propelled her forcefully towards the desk.

"Fucking bitch,” he breathed in her ear as her head was yanked hard back and the arm forced higher up between her shoulder blades. Louise delighted in the rough treatment he was giving her, combined with the gripping vices on her nipples. It made her want more.

The professor pushed her head hard down onto the desk, her face pressed sideways onto the hard wooden surface. The smell of wax polish filled her nostrils. Her other hand was gripped and forced up her back to join the other, where he pressed down, clamping both her wrists firmly to her, pinning her bent over against the desk. Both his hands now gripped her wrists, hard and strong he held her tightly, his rigid cock pressing hard against her buttocks.

Louise groaned at the pain in her arms as they were forced up her back. Breathing was difficult with his pressure down on her back. One hand moved long enough only to guide his cock into the entrance of her wet pussy and then it resumed its vice-like grip on her wrist.

"Dirty little bitch, you like cock you slut don't you?” His voice was higher and more excited now. He thrust into her savagely, bringing a gasp from Louise's lips as his full length went up inside her. He began thrusting brutally into her, forcing his hips hard against her buttocks, jarring her slim body and causing the bulldog clips to swing and to pull on her tender nipples.

The combined sensations of sweet pleasure in her pussy and hard biting pain in her nipples urged Louise on. She began panting loudly as he rammed into her, her mouth open and eyes closed as she received his rigid cock into her. Her tongue slipped forwards to hang out of her soft red lips, as her pleasure increased. The pitch of her panting increasing as did her arousal.

"Dirty bitch!” he gasped as he heard her reaction to his thrusting. The urgent movements of her body to meet his showed the degree of pleasure she was receiving. She couldn't get enough, she was delighting in the suffering and the abuse.

As his thrusting continued, he moved one hand around to her front to tap and pull on the bulldog clips that were tightly clamped to her nipples. The surging pain that shot through her made her come, clamping her internal muscles tightly around his cock. He tried to maintain his thrusting but was gripped tight inside her. As her internal muscles contracted and moved, he came himself, milked by her racking orgasm. The delightful sensations of this slim beauty and her tight pussy were more than any man could resist for long. Her animal-like actions at the height of her passion were a sight to be seen, one spectacle that he fully intended to repeat.

Louise panted for a while afterwards, squeezing his cock with her pussy, savouring those delightful feelings for a little longer, then finally relaxing and allowing him to withdraw. Louise collapsed forwards to lie facedown on the desk, mewing softly to herself, his sperm dribbling from the swollen lips of her labia that lay open and exposed beneath her raised buttocks.

The professor sat in his chair to regain his normal breathing; he stared at the open pussy before him, so soft and tender, so wet and sweet. He smiled as he thought of how she looked when returning from college, so innocent. Anyone not knowing her would think that she was a prime and proper miss student, not the hungry sex fuelled bitch that she really was.

Unable to resist, he stood up and grabbed her hair roughly and pulled her head up and back, clear of the desk. Louise moaned as the swinging clips on them again jarred her nipples. His hand landed a stinging slap to her raised buttocks, wobbling the soft flesh. He watched as her swollen pussy lips jerked with each slap, contracting and squeezing out more of his sperm.

Louise moaned and bucked as he slapped her, red hot pain washing over her backside to again excite her. She ground her mons onto the hard surface of the desk, pressing her hard clitoris down to receive even greater pleasure. His stinging slaps continued, his fingers landing now on the excited lips of her pussy, sending pain shooting through them and filling her with delightful sensations. Louise found herself raising her hips so that the blows could more easily land on her soft pussy lips.

On and on he slapped her, harder and more cruelly, wanting her to receive as much pain as he could give. Then she arched her back and came for the second time. A loud scream echoed around the small room as it powered through her, drawing every last ounce of tension, knotting it and then releasing it. She slumped forwards as he released her and stopped.

The professor stood over her, panting heavily, he was semi-hard again, but couldn't fuck her again so soon. The pleasure that he had gained from spanking her was all the reward he needed at that time.

"Now Louise, dirty little slut Louise, I think you are mine."

His velvety tone of satisfaction purred in triumph.

"Did you apologise to the professor?” Paula asked casually as she entered the flat and dropped the shopping bags in the hallway.

Louise replaced the ornaments on the small half-round hall table after her dusting and turned to face her friend.

"And how!"

"Apology accepted I take it,” Paula said lightly as she walked through to her bedroom followed by Louise. She began undressing ready to shower as Louise made herself comfortable on her bed.

"Shall we say he, er, came round to my way of thinking."

"Dirty little cow,” Paula teased as she unclipped her bra and threw it into the dirty linen basket.

"Came twice I did,” Louise said smiling broadly.

"Lucky sod!"

"Mmmm, you know I'm really getting into this pain thing."

"Wonders will never cease! You were the last person I'd have put down as a masochist. Dead against it at one time you were, wanting your revenge and spitting fire."

"Still do! But in a different way, you taught me that. Wait and use your assets to get him to do what you want, but letting him think that it's his idea."

"Bravo! Miss psychology of the year nineteen ninety-eight."

"It sort of grows on you doesn't it? Anyway it's your turn tomorrow night, the big night at the barn. Nervous?” Paula slipped off her panties, standing erect to show her body off to the hungry eyes of Louise who was watching her carefully as she stripped.

"Tiny bit."

"At least you know the set-up there. When I get to go there I won't know a thing. You've got it easy, Paula.” Louise's eyes fell to linger on Paula's downy covered pussy. Paula felt a charge as her friend lusted after her. She posed and turned, running her hands sexily down over the shape of her firm buttocks.

"Maybe. I am looking forward to it, just a little uncertain of how to act in front of so many people."

"Go for it girl and enjoy it,” Louise got up from the bed. “Want me to soap your back in the shower?"

"I'd like to very much, but I've a feeling that it would be prudent to save myself for tomorrow."

"Understood,” Louise said opening the door. “I'll be here to wish you luck before you go, see you later."

The professor walked into the lounge and sat down on the armchair opposite the two girls. His eyes roamed their near-naked bodies as they sat close together on the large settee. Louise's nipples, as always, came in for special attention. She shifted her long legs to allow her ample breasts to move, his eyes following them closely.