The girl sat nervously at her desk. The Professor walked into the room and regarded her angrily.
'I'm very disappointed. Why did you do this?'
Mr Tennant walked to the lecture theatre door, pausing slightly before closing, then locking it. He turned to the girl once more.
'It's a good job we've finished university for the day. We need to have a serious talk.' Her lecturer was stern.
Lucy's grin grew uncontrollably. 'LUCY!' her teacher shouted, responding to the girl's mischief. She looked shocked. 'Come here!' he said, still angry.
At eighteen, she still had a mischievous streak, and couldn't help but smile at the idea of the Professor teaching her a proper lesson.
She stood, and moved towards the professor as he sat on the corner of his desk. 'I'm sorry Sir.' She said, feigning innocence. 'I didn't mean to forget my coursework again. It just kind of happened.' She hoped playing innocent would work. She had forgotten to do the work in question, spending time watching DVD's instead. She decided to push for some sympathy from her good looking teacher. She'd had a crush on him since he started teaching her degree class, and she'd long since given up trying to stop herself becoming attracted to him.
She looked at the floor, leaning back to sit on one of the long desks in the room. It gave her a chance to show off her legs. Her skirt was rolled up slightly, and her blouse unbuttoned at the top. Whilst she wasn't looking, Mr Tennant gave his student an appraising look, his eyes lingering on the bottom of her skirt and at the hint of breast that he could see.
He walked over to her. His face was a picture. He was desperately trying to control his urges, but she was so perfect, he wanted her. 'Look at me.' He said, trying to stop his voice from wavering. 'LOOK AT ME!' he commanded, his voice hard. She looked up into his brown eyes and nearly melted. He realised suddenly that he had to play the part. She had purposely ignored him when he was talking nicely to her, and chose to respond when he was telling her off. Inwardly, he took a deep breath as he realised what he had to do.
Lucy continued to look at him, knowing he wanted her, and knowing she was desperate to rip off his clothes. She continued her act of innocence. 'Please Sir. I'm sorry. Really I am.' She played the part well.
'Not good enough' he continued. He pulled off his tie and began to unbutton his shirt. 'Take off your clothes.' He commanded roughly. She had the good grace to pretend to look shocked.
'But Sir.' She started.
'No buts. You want to apologise, you'll do it the way I want. Get your skirt off.' When she did nothing, he knew there was only one way to handle it! 'NOW!' he shouted, thanking his stars it was the end of the day, and everyone had lef the campus.
She took her clothes off slowly, savouring the look on his face as he watched her. He continued to get undressed, his dick hardening at the sight of her now naked body trembling in front of him.
Roughly, he grabbed her body, and she gasped. He threw her onto the desk in front of him, and knelt over her. Grabbing her tie, he pulled her arms above her head, and tied them together, attaching the tie to the desk leg.
She was now at his total mercy. She bit her lip and moved her mouth to lick his erection. He allowed himself to enjoy the feeling for a few seconds, before remembering his part in the act. 'Stop it.' He said harshly. 'You only do what I tell you. Do you understand?'
