Mike sighed, and leaned across the desk in front of him, feeling completely exasperated. As a freshman in college, he was unused to the constant bombardment of midterms, essays, and assignments, and was regretting making the decision to volunteer at the reception area of the English department. He had spent the night before studying for his midterm this morning, and though he thought he did pretty well, his mind was still clouded by his lack of sleep.
Besides that, he had to let Geena down, which was something he had never wanted to do. He told her that he would probably have time to see her, like they always did the last few Tuesday nights, when they both had less classes than the other days, but hadn't realized exactly how much he needed to study.
Geena was, of course, understanding. She even told him to stop talking to her and ace that exam. She was honestly the most understanding and caring of any of the girlfriends he's ever had, and he still couldn't believe he managed to date such a Goddess.
All he wanted was to be with her, and his hands had begun to get to work typing his school's ID and password before he realized what he was doing. He wouldn't be able to physically be with her, but he could at least chat with her on their preferred messaging program.
The computer was just as clunky and hard to type on as the other computers at the school, but Mike didn't care much, he was used to that. He was just glad no one was with him today to look over his shoulder, especially not the meaner English professor (Dr. Maicas), who seemed to like to make fun of every student he could find.
He logged in immediately to the messenger, and was delighted to find that Geena had already messaged him. She seemed to always be one step ahead of him lately.
Geena_peaches: How did the exam go?
Mike.1976: Pretty good :). Thank you for forcing me to study!
Geena_peaches: No probs. School always comes first ;)
He was so glad she was still online, like she was excited to hear his response. It made him feel all warm and gooey inside.
Mike.1976: What are you doing now?
Geena_peaches: Take a guess.
Mike.1976: Reading?
Geena_peaches: Haha. Yes. Always.
Mike.1976: I wish I was there with you...
Geena_peaches: Is there anyone around? Mr. Maicas maybe? I know you hate him.
He looked around the room, making sure.
Mike.1976: Nope, no one here but me.
Geena_peaches: Well... since you're alone and clearly bored, why don't you be a good boy and do as I say?
He gulped immediately, and his dick gave a little jolt of excitement. Geena was always the hornier of the two of them, and tries to make every situation as sexual as she could possibly make it. Recently, they'd been exploring the dynamic of her being the one in charge, and though he had never been a submissive man before, it had turned him on beyond belief. And so, Geena kept pushing him further and further no matter how embarrassed he was, and he let her, because how could he say no to such a powerful but loving woman?
Mike.1976: Be a good boy? How?
Geena_peaches: Take off your pants.
Mike.1976: Geena! What if someone sees me?
Geena_peaches: It's mistress to you now. And do it, or I'll punish you later for not listening to me. And don't you dare lie to me.
He looked around shiftly, and felt like an extreme pervert as he pulled his pants down. What if someone saw him? He could be expelled for doing something so dirty on campus... His body wasn't listening though, as he dick gave another jolt. He was getting harder and harder, and it was getting a little uncomfortable in his underwear.
Geena_peaches: Done?
Mike.1976: Yes, mistress.
Geena_peaches: Good boy. Now, your boxers.
He didn't complain this time, he knew she was in her dominant headspace, and he would only make it worse if he complained. He took off his boxers slowly, and placed them gently next to his pants.
Geena_peaches: Are you hard for me, sweet boy?
Mike.1976: Yes.
Geena_peaches: Of course you are, you love when I'm in charge.
Mike.1976: What should I do next, mistress?
Geena_peaches: Touch yourself, and think of me when you do.
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