The Submissive Professor Chapter 1
Dr. Joseph Reynolds had a very good life. Dean of the History Dept. of a small and well-respected college, Dr. Reynolds was able to partake in his two favorite pastimes, teaching young students about History and doing research on the numerous subjects that peeked his interests. Secure in his job and financially set due to good investments and a modest inheritance, at 45 Dr. Reynolds was content.
The good Dr. would be considered good looking by any standards you could choose. Deep blue eyes, a winning smile, and dark hair, he had no trouble with the ladies. Many of his colleagues marveled at the teaching assistances he had working for him each year. Every year a bright attractive young lady graced the front desk of his office. They usually were 5
th
year students finished up their Master's and they found working for Dr. Reynolds not only a help in this but in finding future work.
He enjoyed having these women working for him and despite the occasional rumors; there was never any inappropriate behavior between the two. There were the odd times of working late or going out to dinner but he understood what he would lose over one misstep.
It was not that he wasn't tempted. A few of girls made it very plain what they were willing to do and made it difficult for him to fight the urge. It was at these moments that he remembered his colleague, Dr. Stilwell. Stilwell had knocked up his TA and was dragged through the courts. He was able to prove it wasn't his child but his reputation was ruined and he had to leave the school here. That was too much to risk over a nice piece of ass. Beside he never had trouble getting any from other mature ladies.
The trouble was there were usually strings attached. Many of women want someone they could be with, a long-term commitment. That was something he wasn't ready for. At least it was that way until Virginia Newcomb came along.
Ginny, as she called, came to Dr. Reynolds' office as his new TA over 6 years ago. Like the others she was bright and very attractive. Reddish hair and green eyes, she had a figure that would make anyone look twice. Large firm breasts and an ass that was perfectly shape, Ginny filled the job as no one else did before. For the first time, Dr. Reynolds felt his resistance weaken.
To him, her mere presence in the office oozed sexuality. He found himself fantasizing about her and wondering what was under the tight dresses she wore almost every day. It was not like she was overtly coming on to him but whenever he was with her, she made him sweat.
One night after quick dinner, they returned to his place to continue their work on a book he was writing. This was becoming a more common occurrence but still nothing questionable had happen between them.
They drank some wine as they poured over his notes that were spread out across the living room.
Ginny stretched her arms over her head, pulling tight her blouse across her breasts. "Let's take a break," she said, "My eyes are killing me."
The two of them leaned back on the couch.
Nothing was said at first until Ginny spoke up. "So, Dr. Reynolds, when are you going to give in?"
Joe looked at her in confusion. "Give in to what? I don't understand."
Ginny laughed. "The hell you don't. I turn you on, don't I? I see you adjust your fly when I leave your office. It's ok."
Joe backed away. "Now wait a minute. This purely professional, Ginny."
Ginny hopped up on her knees. "Its ok, Doc, I feel the same way about you." As she leaned forward he could see her breasts held by her lacy bra. "There are times you make me so wet."
He could feel his cock growing hard in pants. Here was this hot sensual woman telling him she wanted him as badly as he wanted her. He was torn about what to do. Before he could say anything, Ginny decided for him.
She reached and grabbed his crotch roughly. She squeezed his growing erection. "It's late and I better go. Why don't you think about it?" She squeezed harder making him squirm. "Sleep on it." She gave him a devilish smile. "If you can."
That Monday Ginny began to work her magic on Joe. A tight skirt with some cleavage started it off. Then adjusting her garter one afternoon as she finished up her day. It all worked as he finally asked her out on a real date.
He expected to get some action that first night but Ginny set him straight. "Oh no, Doctor, I'm not that type of girl," she said firmly. Her kiss goodnight said she was though. Her kiss was unlike any he had before. It was like a surge of pleasure and it left him frustrated and confused.
Each date she gave him a little. After one date she left him with balls so blue he could hardly walk. Still he came back for more.
Finally she gave him what he wanted from her. He found out right away that Ginny was way ahead of him when it came to sex. His experiences were plain vanilla with maybe a little chocolate sauce. Ginny made it seem like Baskin-Robbins didn't have that many flavors. He was hers, in so many ways.
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3 years later
"Joseph!"
Joe heard his wife called from the house. He was out by their pool, skimming off some the leaves. He knew from the tone of her voice and the fact she used his full name, it couldn't be good. "Out here by the pool," he yelled back.
"Come in here," Ginny called back, "I need to talk with you."
Joe walked across the deck and through the sliding doors. He found Ginny standing in the kitchen, hands on her hips.
"I am so angry at you," she snapped, "I can't believe that you forgot to do what I ask you to do."
He racked his brain trying to remember what he had to do. No luck.
"You don't have a clue, do you?" She moved closer. "You can remember some stupid fact about some Civil War battle but you can't remember what I asked you to do. It was important and you had to do it yesterday.
Joe shook his head. He knew it was the wrong answer but he said it anyway. "I got nothin', babe."
"Tickets, Joseph!" Ginny threw her hands out to her side, "Remember I asked you to order tickets to the concert!"
"Right. I'll go do it right now."
"Too late, I already took care of it. Got two seats. Not as good as I wanted but good enough," Ginny explained. "What am I going to do with you?"
"Sorry, babe," Joe said bowing his head.
Ginny took his hand. "Come with me," she said as she led him upstairs.
Ginny had introduced Joe to some BD/SM almost immediately after they got married. Nothing heavy, mostly light and fun stuff. Joe was usually on the receiving end but there were times the tables were switched. As they headed to the bedroom, Joe wondered what Ginny had in store for him.
"Strip, Joseph," she commanded.
Joe quickly did as he was told and he stood naked before her.
"I am incredibly angry with you. More importantly I am disappointed in you. Therefore you need to be punished." With that she handed him a metal cock cage. "Put it on."
This was not the first time Joe had wore a cock cage. They had played this game before. It never lasted more than 24 hours and always ended with a mind numbing orgasm on his part. The cage consisted of two parts. One part was a cock ring that fit snuggly around the base of his cock and pushed his balls forward. The second part was the actual cage. It surrounded his cock and made it difficult to grow, keeping it flaccid. He could still pee through it without a problem.
Ginny lubed the ring and watched as he slid it down. Joe's body was completely hairless. Ginny liked the feel of it and said he now looked a lot younger. Because of this, there was no danger of a snag. He slid the cage over his cock and snapped it together. As a final step, he locked the small padlock in place and handed Ginny the key.
"Ok Joseph, you remember the rules," she said with a wicked smile, "Yes, ma'am, no, ma'am. You do what you are told to do. If you are a good boy, I'll let you free. Understand?"
"Yes, ma'am," Joe nodded.
"One more thing." Ginny reached into her dresser drawer. She pulled out a frilly apron. "Since you are going to be doing chores around here, you should be properly attired."
This was something new and for brief second Joe balked at the idea.
"Joseph!" Ginny grabbed his caged cock and pulled it.
Joe winced. "Yes, ma'am," he said as he took the apron.
"Good boy. Now make the bed and then when you are finished, come down downstairs. I'll be by the pool. Don't take too long."
Joe hurried through making the bed and went out to the pool. There Ginny was lying on her stomach, sunbathing. She was naked and as Joe approached her, seeing her ass made his cock twitch. The weight of the cage reminded him that his cock was trapped and it was futile for it to become erect.
"Joseph! Where were you? I thought you never get here!" Ginny said turning over.
"Sorry, ma'am, I..." he began.
"No excuses," she said quickly. "Now get my sunscreen. I don't want to burn."
Ginny didn't need any sunscreen. She had a great all over tan with no tan lines. The backyard of their home was totally secluded allowing both of them to spent time wandering around naked. On warm days like today it was usually clothing optional. The sight of Ginny's nude body was always enough to make Joe hard.
She rolled back onto her stomach. "Now don't miss a spot."
He started at her feet and worked his way up her legs. She parted her legs giving him a glimpse of her bald pussy. The sight made him sigh as he tried to concentrate on the job at hand. He rubbed the sunscreen into her ass cheeks and the small of her back, taking extra care not to miss a spot. He moved around so he was now standing near her head. He poured some lotion on her back and shoulder, massaging it in carefully.
As he did Ginny lifted his apron, revealing his cock swollen and jammed in the cage. At the tip a clear drop of pre-cum appeared.
"I see someone has been a naughty boy, Joseph. Not concentrating on our work, are we?"
"No, ma'am. I mean, yes, ma'am," he stuttered.
She squeezed his balls producing more liquid to drip from the tip. "This isn't good, Joseph. This isn't about you, you know." She took her finger and flicked the drop away. "Besides you are making a mess. When you are done here, you'll have to clean it up."
