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Doctor, Daddy, Dom 14
5/18/2007 9:04 pm Last Read: |
I tried to make it look like i was actually wearing a Hooter's shirt, but my photo editing skills aren't the greatest... so this will have to do. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My first day of college arrived. Daddy picked out my outfit. I was to wear a pair of incredibly short jean shorts with nothing underneath. I would also wear a black bra that pushed my breasts up, and a Hooters tank top that was two sizes too small would be pulled down so that my tits were almost nearly hanging out. In Psychology of Human Sexuality we received homework on the first day. We were to create a timeline of our sexual experiences and then write a detailed reflection of our first sexual experience. The rest of the day proceeded uneventfully. I turned my assignment in to Professor Dix two days later and when he returned it there was a big red SEE ME marked at the top. Goosebumps formed up and down my body. I approached him after class and he asked me to accompany him to his office. Is there a problem Professor Dix? I asked upon entering his office. He said nothing. He simply lifted my breasts over the top of my shirt and latched nipple clamps on me. Kneel he barked, showing me to his desk chair. I expect much better from someone in your situation. I was highly displeased with your essay. You will be retyping the essay while I watch you. As I began typing my paper again, he pulled the chair farther away from the computer, causing me to have to lean forward. The nipple clamps dangled from my tits and pulled my nipples towards the floor as I worked. He lifted my hips so that he had better access to my ass. He spanked me for the rest of the time I was completing the assignment. Once I had finished typing, he stopped spanking me and removed the nipple clamps. Since you have wasted my lunch time, I will have to make due with what I have available to me. He said, helping me stand from the chair. He unzipped his pants, revealing his erect prick. He then sat down in the chair and pulled me towards him. I faced him. He grabbed my hips and positioned me so I was straddling his legs before he pulled me down onto his awaiting cock. As he filled my cunt with his jizz he helped himself to my milk-filled breasts. Forty-five minutes later he was full, and so was I. He lifted me off of his cock and turned me around. The prick invaded my anus. Bend forward so I can use your back as a writing surface to correct your paper. He commanded. Still not up to my expectations. Maybe we will need to find you a tutor. I may be willing to provide the service. In return, you will provide services to me. I will discuss the matter with Dr. Mason. Return to my office tomorrow at this time to see what we have decided. First day of school and youre already fucking the teacher? Youre more of a slut than I thought. Daddy said when he got home. I talked to Professor Dix today and he told me that you would be receiving tutoring services from him. I thanked him for his offer but told him that was not necessary. I will see to it myself that your grade improves. The next day I returned to Professor Dixs office like he had instructed. He locked the door behind me. I started shaking as he approached me and grabbed my tits. Even though it was not the first time he had done this, it didnt feel right this time. He began sucking from me. When he released my nipple from his mouth he whispered Not a word to your Daddy about this. You will be feeding me on a daily basis during lunch time as well as any other favors I ask of you. If you refuse to do so you will fail my class and that will be the easiest of the punishment. He forced me to suck his cock and then allowed me to leave his office. I ran to the bathroom and cried. What was I going to do? I knew Daddy wouldnt approve but I couldnt afford to fail Professor Dix class. I had to tell Daddy. When Daddy got home from work that night I burst into tears. I told him what had happened with Professor Dix. He laughed at me. He stroked my hair and comforted me as he told me that he had asked Professor Dix to do that as a test of my loyalty to my Daddy. Good job my pet. I am proud of you for telling me what happened. Professor Dix and I have worked out an arrangement of your service to him. He will be feeding from you for lunch since I am not able to do so. As a thank-you to him for helping you meet your daily milk quota, you will deep-throat him. As you wish, Daddy. He kissed me and then sent me to prepare for dinner. |
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5/19/2007 7:03 am |
very interesting twist Amy, I like it! jackie    ~jackie     
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