The Professor's Sex Slave by Colleen Anderson

Author:Colleen Anderson [Anderson, Colleen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
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Publisher: eBook Publishing World
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 3

He yanked me by my hair to his basement. A light was flipped on and the dim space became as bright as day. The solid concrete walls looked soundproof. I had a feeling that they were. Ropes and cuffs dangled from the rafters as well as the floor. A wooden chair was tucked away in a corner.

"As you can see, Slave, this chamber is equipped with all the necessary implements for discipline. Are you ready?"

I nodded.

He gave me a hard yank. "I need you to speak, Slave."

"I, It, It is ready, Master."

Without another word, he turned me in his grip so that my ass rubbed up against him. His hands hiked up my sundress to reveal my dripping wet pussy. Bending me over his leg, he squatted down and gave my ass a few good smacks before turning me up agaisnt his body again.

"Do you feel my cock, Slave?"

"Yes, Master."

He pushed his hips forward. The heat of his cock burned through his jeans and my bare ass. "Do you want it inside of you?"

"Yes, Master."

He started grinding his hips against mine. The rough fabric of his jeans grated against my sensitive pussy and my legs trembled again.

"Say you want it."

"It wants your cock, Master." I whimpered.

"Louder."

"It wants your cock, Master!" I managed a slight shout as he grabbed my hands and pulled them back. His hips continued to grind against me.

"Louder!"

"It wants your cock, Master!" I screamed and he released my hands, letting me fall onto all fours.

Hand still grabbing my hair, he spanked my ass. The sound bounced and echoed in the basement and I grimaced each time his hand came down.

He stood up and led me by my hair, forcing me to crawl after him. As he moved faster and faster, I had trouble keeping up. My knees scraped against the hard floor and I gasped at the pain. But my Master was not yet finished. He stopped me in the middle of the floor and pulled me back up to sitting position.

"Pinch your nipples."

I looked at him uncertainly.

"Was I not clear, slave? Pinch your nipples."

Slowly, my hand moved over the fabric of my dress and seized my breasts. My fingers wrapped around my sensitive nipples and pinched, sending tiny waves of pain fluttering across my skin that left trailing wakes of pleasure behind.

"Harder!" He commanded.

My fingers tightened around my nipple. Bursts of pain flared up and the pleasure intensified.

His hand dipped between my legs and slipped inside of my pussy. Those rough fingers dug inside of me and I fought back the moan that was surfacing again.

"Stop. Turn around."

I turned around and he pressed his pants to my face. "Kiss my cock."

I leaned forward and put my lips against his cock through the clothes. The warmth excited me. I loved how his cock throbbed and grew from my kisses. But just as quickly as the blissful moment came, he pulled away and looked at me.

"Take off your dress." His voice was as rough as gravel. I stripped away the gossamer thin garment in seconds and threw it to the side.

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