To Love and Obey (23 page)

Twenty-Two

“So Kionna, are you still having extra-credit with Professor Hottie?” her friend, Natalie, asked her.

Kionna pouted. “No,” she mumbled. “He’s got a girlfriend now.”

“All that extra credit you’ve been giving him, I’m surprised you didn’t make the final cut on his team,” Natalie snickered.

“Ha-ha, very funny.” Kionna rolled her eyes. She looked over and saw Nick was sitting in a far corner reading a book and sipping a cup. “Hold that thought. I’m going to ask the professor if he needs help with some research.”

“Researching condoms don’t count!” Natalie called out.

Kionna straightened out her outfit and lightly licked her lips as she made her way over to Nick. “That looks like an interesting book, Professor.” She looked at the book cover.
How to Make Love Like a Porn Star.

“It is,” Nick put the book down. “Please, have a seat. I need to talk to you about something.”

“Oh?” Kionna swore her heart skipped a beat. Maybe the professor wanted to pick up where they left off. “Yes?”

“Are you still writing for the college newspaper?” he asked.

“Yes, I am. You will be happy to know that my writing has improved since taking your classes!” Kionna smiled. “What can I help you with?”

“I need to use your brains this time around. I need a reporter and a couple of photographers over at the English department in about an hour from now. Could you make that happen for me?” Nick asked.

“Sure.” Kionna shrugged. “What’s going on?”

“I rather not get into the details of it,” Nick replied, “but it’s important that they’re there.”

“Well, anything for you, Professor D’Amato.” Kionna smiled. “Is that all?”

“Yes, Kionna. That is all. You can go ahead now.”

Kionna buried the frown on her face and got up from her chair. “I’ll see you later, Professor.”

“Oh, Kionna?” Nick called after her.

“Yes?”

“If you do this for me, you’ll get an A this semester.” Nick smiled.

Kionna really began to wonder what was going on. Even in the extra credit sessions she’s had with Nick, he never gave her anything higher than a B. Whatever he was asking of her required that she kept her clothes on and it made her feel wanted, as if she were useful.

It was at that moment Kionna realized she didn’t have to perform sexual favors to get what she wanted. A new, confident Kionna, one who used her mind, replaced the easy student who used her sex. “You say an hour from now, huh?”

****

Today was the day.

Rosemary made sure her lady parts were completely shaven. She had a feeling that’s what Nick liked. She wore her best perfume, an exotic little number she picked up at the flea market. She wore her best high heels and had her girdle on extra tight.

Today was the day she was finally going to get what she wanted: Nick.

It didn’t surprise her that he took as long as he did to make a decision; he always had this methodical vibe about him. He always took academia and sex seriously, she figured. And now she was going to have him be hers, all hers.

She had heard the rumors about Nick and what he did with the students. The sole reason why she let him get away with it for as long as he did was because she was waiting for the chance to get him into her bed. Or office. Or whatever he wanted.

She wondered why he played his classical music so loud, it being the only thing anyone could hear. It didn’t take long for her to realize the music was an obvious distraction to what was going on behind closed doors. She wasn’t sure if it was always sexual activity going on in his office; Nick did confess to be a fan of Bach, Mozart, and Tchaikovsky. But she definitely knew that fateful night listening to him and Zerrin go at it that she was going to insist he play some music for her.

Over the past several days, she fantasized about Nick and wondered how big his cock was. Was he hung to mid-thigh? Was he a grower? Was he a show-er? What about his tongue? Did he eat pussy? Did he like to give rim jobs? What was his favorite sexual position? Was he kinky? Was he hard and fast? Or was he slow and methodical?

A soft knocking interrupted Rosemary’s thoughts and she did a quick glance over at herself in the mirror. She sprayed her mouth with some breath mint and opened her door. Standing behind it, and looking like the sexiest thing she had ever seen on the planet was her conquest. “I’m glad you came,” she winked at him.

Whatever perfume Rosemary was wearing was nauseating and smelled something like piss and vinegar. Nick remembered to breathe through his mouth so he wouldn’t have to risk inhaling through his nose. “I’m here,” he offered.

“I was thinking we could meet in your office instead,” Rosemary winked, “it would be better for us.”

“Your office is bigger,” Nick suggested. He would need the room.

“But yours is much more cozy,” she offered another sexy smile, “and I like the music you play.”

“Fine,” Nick gritted his teeth, “let’s go in there.” He walked over to his office and Rosemary followed him inside. “Did you want anything to drink? I have water, soda…”

Before Nick could finish his sentence, Rosemary came up from behind him and pressed her body against his, moving her hands down to his crotch and grabbing a tight squeeze. “Ooh, I’ve waited for his moment for a long time.” Her hands wandered all over his chest. She hadn’t realized how muscular Nick was and what he was really hiding underneath all that preppy attire. “I can’t wait to get you out of these clothes.”

“Just to be clear,” Nick turned around and faced his boss, “the only way I can keep my position is by sleeping with you?”

“And get that promotion,” Rosemary nibbled on Nick’s ear. “After that, you have to keep fucking me to keep it. That wouldn’t be a problem, wouldn’t it, Nicky?”

“No, not at all,” Nick walked over to his desk and pulled out a blindfold and rope. “Take off your clothes and leave your bra and panties on.”

Rosemary’s eyes widened upon seeing the new toys Nick had in store for her. She noticed the change in his tone—he was more authoritative and serious. Ooh, she was going to love spending extra time with Nick from here on in. She quickly undressed down to her underwear. Nick walked to her and tied her wrists together behind her back. He then put the blindfold on her. “Perfect.”

“Nicky, you’re so kinky!” Rosemary bit her lip. “What are we going to do now, lover?”

“We’re not going to do a damn thing,” Nick opened his door and let the campus police and school newspaper crew inside. The newspaper crew immediately began taking pictures while the police removed the blindfold from Rosemary’s eyes, which screamed of humiliation.

“What the hell is going on here? What is this?” Rosemary screamed. “He forced me! Look what he did to me! Look at me!”

“Rosemary Rodriguez, you are being arrested for sexual harassment,” the officer informed her of her rights, “you have the right to remain silent, anything you say will and can be used against you. Let’s get her out of here.” They led her through the department for everyone to see.

Arturo entered Nick’s office a short time later. “I told you it would work.”

Nick walked over to his desk and grabbed the inconspicuous tape recorder that was taped to his desk. After Rosemary threatened him, Nick had paid a visit to Arturo to talk with him about his options. In order to prove Rosemary’s guilt, Nick had to undergo some creative planning. He felt like he was in the middle of a sting operation. “I wasn’t sure if it was going to, honestly.”

“I did,” Arturo grinned. “When a criminal is desperate enough, they tend to overlook the small details.”

“You know I was unsure about you dating my mother because it’s been a while since she’s had a steady partner, and we’re all very protective of her,” Nick held his hand out, “but for you to do this for me, you get nothing but respect from me.”

Arturo looked down at Nick’s hand and slapped it aside. He pulled him in for a hug instead. “I grew up without a father as well, so I know how it feels. And I know the influence you have on your brothers. I won’t hurt your mother, and I promise to make her happy no matter what.”

“That’s all I want, man,” Nick hugged back, “that’s all I want.” Just then the university president entered Nick’s office.

“I heard you had an entertaining day today, Professor,” the president rocked on his heels.

“A day I would rather forget,” Nick smarted back.

“Well, you did good work. We’ve had problems with Rosemary for a while, and it was only a matter of time before she was out.” The president replied.

“She’s gunning for me. She’s going to pull up everything about my past and what I’ve done,” Nick folded his arms against his chest. “It’s going to be ugly and drawn-out.”

“She might,” The president shrugged, “but she probably won’t. She would have to fight the university and let’s face it, her pockets aren’t that big,” he offered a smile, “I did want to take the opportunity here to offer you the position of English Chair since it’s now vacant.”

“No, I want to earn it. I don’t want that position to be tainted.” Nick added. “I do want the promotion I was going to get.”

“Done,” the president guaranteed, “anything else?”

“Actually, yes,” Nick thought about his girlfriend, “Zerrin Campbell. I think it’s time she was admitted to the Ph.D. program.”

Twenty-Three

Dear Diary,

It’s been several days since I’ve heard from Master. I don’t know what’s going on. He was disturbed about something when he was over here a week ago and I haven’t heard from him since. I know he hasn’t been that busy, though; I just caught wind of the scandal involving him and the department chair, Rosemary. The paper said she was accused of sexually harassing Nick and there were color photos of her being bound and blindfolded. The same blindfold Master had used on me, it was on her face! Gross!

The hardest part about being a submissive is the obedience. I have to wait and be patient with Him and with myself. Maybe I just need to stay back and keep to myself. Maybe I need to find another hobby.

Maybe I need to find another Dom.

Zerrin.

Zerrin closed the diary and let out a heavy sigh. For the past week, she’d had a permanent frown on her face and her mood had not improved. She was lucky she had the hip-hop Shakespearian videos and performances to distract her, or her week would’ve been hellish.

A true submissive would just do, not ask.
She remembered Nick’s words. She had to keep her patience, despite how much of it was running out.

She heard a knocking at her door and she wondered who it could be at that hour. She put on a robe and headed to the door. She looked through the peephole and saw it was her boyfriend. She hesitated on opening the door. She wanted an explanation but she also wasn’t sure if she was able to bury her anger long enough to hear it. She decided to take the chance and opened the door.

“Hi,” Nick grinned, “may I come in?”

Zerrin hadn’t seen Nick in a week and it felt like she hadn’t seen him forever. She forgot how his blue eyes would twinkle. She forgot his preppy style with sweater vests, ties, and jeans. She forgot how he smelled, something like citrus and sandalwood mixed with musk. Fuck, he smelled like sex.

Zerrin cleared her throat and blinked to clear her thoughts. “You may,” she stepped aside to let him inside.

“I won’t take too much of your time, Zerrin. I just wanted to apologize for what I did. I know it wasn’t right for me to shut you out like that, but it was best you weren’t involved. Rosemary was gunning after you, and I couldn’t allow that,” He apologized. “I would rather take the fall than for you to suffer.”

A Dom is your lover, best friend, coach, teacher, parent, sounding board, leader, provider, protector…
Nick meant everything he told Zerrin the first night she spent at his home. “I could’ve handled it and handled her, Nick.”

“You could have.” He nodded. “But I didn’t want you to. Some battles I need to fight on my own,
for
my own.”

Zerrin read into what Nick said. He fought for her, no matter what. “What about you and your position? Are you still getting the promotion?”

“I got it. I also put in a good word for you as well,” Nick revealed. “The admission to the Ph.D. program is yours if you want it.”

“I appreciate what you did for me, but I would rather earn it on my merits,” she replied. “So where do we go from here?”

Nick walked over to Zerrin and pulled out the contract. “Something I should’ve done from the get-go.” He then tore up the contract. “I want to be with you without boundaries or limits.”

“I never had that many boundaries to begin with,” she pulled his body closer to hers, “Let’s go back to your place. I still have to show you that dance Whitney taught me.”

“
Ooh,” Nick quickly wet his lips, “do tell more.”

“Now do you want me to tell you or show you…” Zerrin softly kissed her boyfriend’s neck. “…Master?”

Nick felt his cock stir in his jeans. “Show me. And then I’ll show you my appreciation.”