Becca had felt an absolute thrill from her punishment of Josh and Robert. The feeling of sexual dominance had flown through her along with the adrenaline, as she knew she had enacted justice for her client. She had sent the photographs she took of the two punished frat boys to Sarah as proof of a mission well done.
Within a couple of weeks, another client had already retained Becca's services. Jim Dolton was a young professor in his late-30s, well respected at the university, blonde and handsome. Little did the people know that he was coercing a student into sexual favors against her will. Meghan was a vulnerable student of the professor's who had approached him about her grades. Instead of giving her feedback, he had asked her out for a drink. Lacking the confident to say no, Meghan had agreed to meet him, but soon found herself extremely intoxicated, as though her drink had been spiked. Not only had Dolton forced her to service him sexually, but he had threatened to fail her in his class if she didn't agree to keep quiet. Unable to go to the police, Meghan chose to contract the services of the anonymous female vigilante making waves around campus.
Becca snuck into the faculty hall late on a Friday, after classes had ended, knowing that Jim would be working late in his office. She slipped into the women's bathroom and changed into her appropriate outfit: high-heeled boots, lace pantyhose, a mask to conceal her identity, and a very tight leather corset that outlined her firm breasts. She had also added to her original "punisher" costume by adorning leather gloves on each hand. Smirking to herself, she realized she had been reckless to not wear gloves for her original punishment of the frat boys, and knew it was wise to not leave behind fingerprints on any objects or equipment she might handle. Finally, Becca applied a layer of bright red lipstick, accenting her femininity even further. Her outfit served the purpose of psychologically confusing her male victims, distracting them sexually. It also served to remind them in no uncertain terms that it was a girl who was meting out their just deserts. Casually grabbing her bag of toys to include scissors, rope, duct tape, a camera, padlocks, and various BDSM gear, she proceeded to Dolton's office.
Jim was mildly surprised when his door inched open and the confident sexy woman entered. He was still dressed in his suit and tie, minus the jacket, hunched over his desk. While at first he was enticed by Becca's outfit, he knew something wasn't right by the mask she wore. "What the fuck are you doing here, bitch?" he asked.
Licking her lips and giving a cute smile, Becca replied, "Well, Professor, I've heard you've been very, very bad. I have a plan in mind to prevent you from ever doing something like this again. Now be a good boy, and strip down to your underwear."
Jim didn't move at first, but suddenly opened the drawer to his desk open and produced a gun. He pointed it at the avenging vixen in front of him. "I don't know who the fuck you think you are or what you're doing, but this ends now, bitch," he threatened her.
Becca smiled. Oh, she couldn't wait to do what she had planned to do to him. Luckily her martial-arts reflexes took over as soon as he began to point the weapon at her.
It felt as if time stood still as Becca retrieved a cold, four pointed, steel shuriken she had attached to the right side of her latex panties. With a flick of her wrist, the shuriken flew towards Professor Dolton and slightly grazed across the professor's arm, making him drop his gun to the floor. The cold steel shuriken brought chills throughout his body and for a second or two he felt a bit of his warm blood rushing out of his skin. Becca kept her brown eyes on him as she locked his door. She pulled out another steel shuriken and walked slowly around his desk, pointing the shuriken towards his chest and then to his crotch. As she got closer Becca kicked the gun away from him. Becca cocked her head to the side and with a devilish grin she demanded once more, "Since you did not comply to my orders the first time around... Strip, strip down to nothing."
Professor Dolton was shocked yet impressed by her mysterious presence. "What the hell is this about, you psycho bitch?! Whatever they're paying you to torment me, I'll pay you even more.. and I'll fuck you really hard too because you look like you deserve it."
"He knows he's guilty and he may have other victims other than Meghan?" Becca wondered to herself. The corners of his lips curved, creating a sinister smile on his face as he removed every single article of clothing he had on his body. Becca, not taking her eyes off of him, reached into her goody bag. She quickly pulled out duct tape, scissors, a vibrating cock ring, and the remote control for the cock ring, then strapped the shuriken to the side of her latex panties once more.
