Previous Part: Professor’s Inappropriate Relationship
Names mentioned in the story are fictional.
Aditi Arude, a young and rebellious college student, had always relied on her beauty and charm to get what she wanted. Her poor grades threatened her academic future. So, she decided to take matters into her own hands and seduce her professor, Rajat Sharma.
Dressed in a short skirt that showcased her toned, slender legs and a tight crop top that accentuated her perky breasts. She looked every bit the part of a tempting seductress. Her long, dark hair fell in waves down her back. Her full lips were painted a seductive shade of red.
Arriving at Rajat’s house in the early evening, Aditi felt a surge of confidence. She rang the doorbell. She had expected a straightforward transaction—a quick fuck in exchange for better grades. But little did she know that this encounter would change her perspective forever.
The door swung open, and Rajat stood before her. His tall, muscular frame filled the doorway. Without a word, he reached out and slapped her across the face, the sound echoing through the quiet house.
“You’re going to enjoy this, Aditi,” he growled, his voice deep and commanding. “You will be my submissive doll tonight.” Aditi’s eyes widened in surprise, and a rush of wetness flooded her panties. She had never been treated this way before.
Her previous sexual encounters had always been on her terms, with men falling at her feet and worshipping her body. But there was something about Rajat’s dominance that excited her, a raw, primal desire that she couldn’t ignore.
“Get inside, bitch,” he ordered, grabbing her by the hair and pulling her into the house. He pushed her down to her knees, making her kneel at his feet. “You will learn to obey me, and only then will you get what you want.”
Aditi felt a mixture of emotions—humiliation, excitement, and a strange sense of pleasure. She had always been the one in control, but now she was surrendering to this powerful man. “Yes, Sir,” she whispered, her voice hoarse with anticipation.
Rajat smirked, sensing her submission. “Good girl. Now, get on all fours and stay there until I return.” He left her kneeling, her heart racing as she waited for his next command.
After a few minutes, Rajat returned with two pillows and a blindfold. “Get on these, and don’t move,” he instructed, his voice firm. Aditi obediently positioned herself on the pillows. Her ass raised high in the air, presenting herself to him.
He secured the blindfold over her eyes, plunging her into darkness. She shivered as she felt him approach, his presence dominating the room. Then, the first stroke of the wooden stick landed on her ass, causing her to gasp. It was thick and cubed,
With each strike, Rajat applied a generous amount of oil, making the sensation even more intense. “Oh, Daddy, spank me harder!” Aditi moaned, her voice filled with a mixture of pain and pleasure. “I’ve been a naughty girl. Punish me!”
The spanking continued, each strike sending waves of heat through her body. Tears mixed with the blindfold, but she didn’t care. The humiliation and pain were exhilarating, and she wanted more.
Rajat was impressed by her resilience and her eagerness to please him. He stopped the spanking and knelt behind her, his fingers finding her tight asshole. He began to finger her ass, slowly at first.
But soon, he was thrusting his fingers deep inside her, stretching her in ways she had never experienced. “Oh, fuck!” Aditi cried out, her body trembling as she hovered on the edge of orgasm. “Daddy, please, I’m so close!”
Rajat chuckled, enjoying her desperation. He withdrew his fingers from her ass and moved to her mouth, pushing them past her lips. Aditi sucked greedily, her tongue swirling around his fingers, tasting her ass on them. He pulled out and spat on her face, marking her with his saliva.
“Do you want to quit, Aditi?” he asked, his voice laced with dominance.
“No, Daddy, please don’t stop,” she begged, her voice hoarse. “I love it, and I want to pass this exam.”
“That’s my good girl,” he whispered, his breath hot on her neck. “Now, get ready for more.”
Aditi felt him tear her panties off, leaving her exposed. His fingers traced her wet slit, making her squirm with need. “Please, Daddy, fuck me,” she pleaded, her voice desperate. “I can’t take much more of this teasing.”
Ignoring her plea, Rajat continued to tease her, his fingers now invading her tight pussy. He added another finger, stretching her even more, and began to finger-fuck her relentlessly.
Aditi’s moans filled the room as she came, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. Rajat removed the blindfold, revealing her tear-stained face. He offered her a glass of water. She drank greedily, her body still trembling from the intense experience.
“Good girl,” he said, his voice softening slightly. “Now, follow me to the bedroom.” Aditi obediently rose and followed him, her body still buzzing with pleasure and pain. He led her to the bedroom, where he instructed her to suck his cock.
Aditi dropped to her knees, taking his thick shaft into her mouth, her lips and tongue working their magic. She sucked and teased, using all the tricks she knew, determined to please him.
Rajat groaned, his hands gripping her hair as she deep-throated him. “Fuck, Aditi, you’re incredible,” he panted. “Keep going, baby.”
Aditi’s mouth worked feverishly, and soon, Rajat’s cock erupted, shooting his hot cum down her throat. She swallowed every drop, savoring the taste of him.
Rajat pushed her onto the bed, his eyes dark with desire. He climbed on top of her, his body pressing down on hers. He sucked and nibbled her sensitive nipples, causing her to squirm beneath him.
“You like that, don’t you, Aditi?” he asked, his voice thick with desire.
“Yes, Daddy,” she whimpered, her body arching into his touch. “Please, don’t stop.”
Rajat’s hands roamed her body, pinching her navel and waist, leaving red marks on her fair skin. Aditi cried out, her body writhing as he stimulated her sensitive spots. He then moved down, his tongue tracing circles around her belly button. His fingers continued to pinch and twist her nipples.
“Ahh, fuck!” Aditi cried out, her body a mess of sensations. “That feels so good, Daddy.”
Rajat chuckled, his breath hot against her skin. “You like it rough, don’t you, my little slut?”
Aditi nodded, her eyes glazed with desire. “Yes, Daddy, I love it rough.”
Rajat moved lower, his tongue tracing a path down her quivering belly until he reached her throbbing pussy. He spread her lips with his thumbs and dove in, his tongue flicking her clit relentlessly.
Aditi’s hips bucked off the bed, her hands gripping the sheets as she rode his face, her moans filling the room.
“Oh, fuck, I’m gonna cum!” she cried out, her body tensing as another orgasm ripped through her.
Rajat lifted her legs onto his shoulders, positioning himself at her entrance. He thrust into her in one smooth motion, filling her. Aditi cried out, her body stretched around his thick cock. He pounded into her, his hips slamming against her ass, driving deeper with each thrust.
“You like my cock, don’t you, Aditi?” he grunted, his voice hoarse with desire.
“Yes, Daddy, fuck me harder!” she begged, her nails digging into his shoulders.
Rajat complied, his pace increasing until he was slamming into her with abandon. Aditi’s body trembled, her muscles stretched to their limit. But the pleasure was overwhelming. She came again, her pussy clenching around his cock as she screamed his name.
Rajat grunted, his body tensing as he filled her with his hot seed. He collapsed onto her, his breath ragged against her neck. They lay there, entangled in each other’s arms, their hearts racing from the intensity of their passion.
Aditi stroked his chest, her fingers tracing the contours of his muscles. “Daddy, I never expected you to be so good,” she whispered, her voice filled with awe. “That was the best fuck of my life.”
Rajat smiled, his hand caressing her cheek. “You were incredible, Aditi. But remember, sex is about pleasure, not bargaining for what you want. You need to learn self-respect.”
Aditi’s eyes widened, realizing the depth of his words. She had used her body to get what she wanted, but at what cost?
Rajat sat up, his gaze intense. “I’ll help you pass this exam, Aditi, but not because you spread your legs for me. You need to understand that sex is a powerful force, and you should never use it as a tool for personal gain.”
Aditi felt a surge of shame wash over her. She had never considered the consequences of her actions. “I’m sorry, Daddy,” she whispered, tears welling in her eyes. “I never thought about it that way.”
Rajat stood up, his eyes filled with a mixture of satisfaction and concern. “Get dressed, Aditi. I want you to leave with a new understanding of yourself and your worth.”
Aditi nodded, her eyes downcast. She dressed, feeling a mix of emotions—pleasure, shame, and a newfound sense of self-awareness. Rajat handed her a new dress and a wad of cash, but she refused, her pride wounded.
“Keep it, Aditi,” he said, his voice gentle. “Consider it a lesson learned. Sex is a gift, not a bargaining chip.”
Aditi took the dress and money, her eyes brimming with tears. “Thank you, Daddy,” she whispered. “I’ll never forget this lesson.”
Rajat smiled, his eyes softening. “Go now, Aditi. And remember, you don’t need to use your body to get what you want. You are worthy of respect and success on your terms.”
Aditi left Rajat’s house, her mind reeling from the intense experience. She had learned a valuable lesson about herself and the power of sex. As she walked away, she felt a sense of empowerment and a newfound respect for herself.
She knew that this encounter would forever change the way she approached life and her desires.
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