Femdom Class for the Jock (Student/Teacher Femdom Discipline and Humiliation Erotica)

Download or read book Femdom Class for the Jock (Student/Teacher Femdom Discipline and Humiliation Erotica) written by Nina Nauheim and published by The Red Spot Press. This book was released on 2015-04-16 with total page 24 pages. Available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Book excerpt: Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, dominant women and submissive men, taboo teacher/student relations, bdsm play, discipline, spanking, and humiliation. All characters are 18 or older. Peter Leyton has always found ways of using his good looks and athletic talents to get ahead, and when he arrives in college it doesn't look like that's going to have to change. But his easy ride runs out when his professor Sarah Kelly notices him flirting with a female classmate only to copy her course work. The domineering and ever-so-sexy professor decides it's time to teach Peter a little personal responsibility and maybe show the testosterone charged young man just what a woman who actually knows how to handle him looks like. Excerpt: "You know, Professor," I begin, "I understand why you have me cleaning the classroom. I'm really learning a lesson. But as for talking to Jessie, I really don't understand why that's so necessary. How do you know I don't like her?" I shrug my shoulders. "That's the sort of thing I get to decide for myself, isn't it? I'm not just a child you get to push around like that." I wince slightly as I hear the last words come out of my mouth. That may have been taking it too far, but it was where the conversation was headed anyways. "That's a very interesting perspective, Peter," she says in a neutral voice. "But surely if you cared about her you wouldn't be manipulating her into giving you her work when she clearly didn't want to." I roll my eyes in dismissal. "Professor," I say, "is it really that simple? Sometimes you need something from someone, that's all. It doesn't hurt her any if she helps me out, just like it doesn't hurt you any if you forget this whole thing ever happened." I put a little emphasis on the "if". I'm not obvious, I think, but I do it just enough that he'll interpret the sentence the way I mean it. She sits back and considers me for a long moment, taking me in - all of me. I find myself suddenly a little bit self-conscious but try to shake the momentary weakness out of my head. "What are you doing, Peter?" she asks. "Why do you think it's appropriate to act this way?" I try to meet her gaze, but I'm finding it increasingly difficult. "Like what, Professor?" "You – always trying to push people around to get what you want. Do you think I'm some kid who'll go weak-kneed if you flex your muscles?" "What are you talking about, Professor?" I ask as innocently as I can, mentally backpedaling as my heart begins to hammer. She seems angry. It's suddenly obvious to both of us that I don't have the courage to go through with my implied threat. "What am I talking about?" She asks incredulously. "No, enough. I've wasted too much time trying to teach you like an adult and give you the benefit of the doubt. I can see now that I was wrong from the beginning." She stands up, angry and strong and almost as tall as I am but still managing to look down at me somehow. She grabs me by my arm and pulls me to face her. "Look at yourself," she says. "Do you think this is an acceptable way to behave? How far in life do you think this sort of stunt will take you?" I look at her, unable to speak. There isn't anything to say. But there's something about the way she's looking at me, almost like she knows she's supposed to be angry but she's responding in a different way instead – almost like she's noticing me the way I noticed her along the pathway this morning now that we're so close. I draw in a faltering breath. Notice: This title includes themes and passages that have been adapted from Jessica Whitethread's Caught By My Professor with full consent of the original author.