The professor with the special inclinations
Tired, I dragged myself through the corridors of the university and could hardly wait to finally hand in my doctoral thesis next week.
For months I had spent my time only at my desk and my private life was practically non-existent. I only got sexual satisfaction from my favorite vibrator and some porn from the internet.
Lately, I was especially attracted to BDSM movies, even though I was an absolute beginner in this field. But just the thought of being dominated by a man made my nipples totally hard.
It was already late in the evening and the university institute was almost deserted. Everything lay quiet and deserted. But a strange noise from one of the offices caught my attention. I quietly walked to the end of the hallway and saw one of my professors from undergrad, who I had quite a crush on a few years ago.
He seemed to have something like a riding crop in his hand, which he kept testing out and letting whiz down on his sofa. In front of him on the desk was a large box of all sorts of adult toys. From my position at the door, I could see handcuffs, shackles, strange rods and mouth gags.
I wondered why the professor brought such things to the university and was absolutely fascinated. Images of me kneeling naked in front of the professor and him working my ass with his crop formed in my mind's eye, but I quickly tried to block them out.
Just as I was about to turn around and go home, a small moan must have escaped me from all the hot daydreams. In the corner of my eye I noticed how the professor looked around startled and fixed me with his piercing blue eyes.
"Frau König, how nice to see you still busy at this late hour," he said in an ice-cold voice, giving me a cool smile. Instead of bashfully hiding his toys, he kept tapping his crop into his palm, looking at me provocatively.
"Do you like what you see?" Now it was me who looked down at the ground bashfully. The professor walked up to me and put his hand under my chin. He lifted my chin, forcing me to look him in the eye.
"Frau König, how nice to see you still busy at this late hour," he said in an ice-cold voice, giving me a cool smile. Instead of bashfully hiding his toys, he kept tapping his crop into his palm, looking at me provocatively.
"Do you like what you see?" Now it was me who looked down at the ground bashfully. The professor walked up to me and put his hand under my chin. He lifted my chin, forcing me to look him in the eye.
"Do you want to play with me a little?" he asked me now in a soft and almost gentle voice. To my own surprise, I nodded and followed him into his office.
New horizons
Silently, we stood in front of each other and looked at each other. The professor circled me very slowly and let his hands glide down my hips, buttocks and thighs.
I shivered slightly and enjoyed every single one of these feather-light touches. Very gently, the professor kissed me and it felt breathtaking. But after a short time he detached himself from me again and instructed me in a stern voice to undress completely.
While I got out of my jeans, blouse and underwear, the stern look of my counterpart did not let me out of his eyes for a second. I was trembling slightly. On the one hand, because it was quite cold in the office and on the other hand, because I was so excited about what would happen next.
The professor told me to bend over his desk and stick my ass out at him. He picked up a large iron-handled whip and slowly and gently slid it across my breasts and ass. "Are you ready?" he asked me very kindly. "Please let me know if it gets too intense for you.
After all, we both should like it". I appreciated his care, but couldn't wait to finally have my first BDSM experience. The big bulge in my professor's pants showed me that he was also pretty keen on our little game.
I wanted to reach for his hard boner, but my attempt was acknowledged with a little slap on my hands. "You touch me only if I allow you to," he ruled me. Now the professor finally stood behind me and began stroking my outstretched ass, gently spanking it with the palm of his hand.
I wanted to reach for his hard boner, but my attempt was acknowledged with a little slap on my hands. "You touch me only if I allow you to," he ruled me. Now the professor finally stood behind me and began stroking my outstretched ass, gently spanking it with the palm of his hand.
I enjoyed these touches immensely and wanted more. First hesitantly and then with slightly increasing intensity, he now spanked my ass with his whip until I moaned loudly and squirmed on the desk.
Again and again my master paused in between and reached through my legs from behind to push his fingers into my pussy. I felt that I was already totally wet and longed for the professor to push even more fingers into me.
The grand finale
Instead, my professor told me to lie down on the cold floor with my legs spread in the air. I was to remain in this position until he had put a black metal spreader bar on me.
Now I could no longer close my legs and had to lie with them spread. Carefully, my playmate pushed a pillow under my ass and head and opened his pants. He stood behind my head and let his hard cock slide deep into my mouth.
I had never had a latte so deep in my gullet and had to gag slightly and cry. Tenderly, the professor wiped away my tears, but didn't stop letting me feel his cock. I was totally into this hard blowjob, even though my body was signaling me otherwise.
I just wanted my master to be satisfied with me and his horniness spurred me on even more. I didn't want to stop sucking his cock, but at some point the professor detached himself from me, moaning heavily. I could see that he was already absolutely horny and ready for an orgasm, just like me.
He carried me along with the spreader bar to his sofa and immediately and without foreplay began to penetrate me deeply and hard. He fucked my mind out and made me forget everything around me for a moment. With his right hand he choked me very lightly while a terrific orgasm built up inside me.
Like waves, the pleasure washed over me and I shook all over my body as I came with a loud moan. We looked firmly into each other's eyes during my climax and my professor's orgasm was also not long in coming.
He quickly pulled his cock out of me and splashed on my tits with pleasure. Sighing contentedly, he looked at me and said "I think this is the beginning of a wonderful fuck relationship". With which he should be right.
