Alexandra and the Professor

Disclaimer - As always, this is completely fictional and the characters are all 18+. I hope you enjoy it. Please leave any comments you have, I love hearing from folks.

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The next week after Alexandra had told me she was going to be more strict with me, she made it very clear that she meant what she said. It started Friday morning with a text saying she would see me in my office before class today. Initially, I was kind of annoyed at this because it meant I had to get going sooner than usual, but it didn't take long for my imagination to run wild with thoughts about what she might do to me. That led to a little more pep in my step as I got going and went off to work.

I got to my office quickly and settled into what was my usual routine of checking my emails, and my schedule and making sure I had everything for class. I tried to be quick about it, not knowing when or how long Alexandra would be with me this morning. I hadn't been there particularly long when my door opened and she came in, a very smug, satisfied look on her face. She turned and locked the door behind her before continuing in. She was wearing tight, textured yoga pants that were a pale gray and an oversized black hoodie. It was a little sexier than the previous day, just due to the yoga pants, though it still mostly covered her up.

"Good, you're here on time, that's a start at least," she said before sitting on my couch. She pointed to the ground in front of her, "Now kneel before your princess."

I hesitated for a second, just one second too long for her liking it seemed. The look on her face changed as I did as I was told and got on my knees in front of her.

"I saw that you're going to have to work on that obedience." Alexandra brushed her hair off her shoulder and looked down at me. "I give you an order, you follow it, it's that simple. That's already one strike against you. The more mistakes you make, the more strikes, the more severe the punishment."

I blushed a little, I admit, something about her punishing me was exciting. I know I should have been dreading it, after all, this girl could absolutely ruin my life, but if that happened her fun would stop and it was very clear she was enjoying herself.

Alexandra pointed down, "Now get over my knee, you've earned a spanking."

I knew I blushed harder, but I did as I was told, trying to move quickly enough to avoid more punishment. I bent over her knee and tensed a little, anticipating the spanking.

"Seriously," Alexandra said, frustrated, "I would think it's pretty clear that you should have pulled your pants down for this!"

I sat back up and quickly pulled down my pants and boxers, exposing my ass. I then bent back over her knee. I was very quickly met with a firm smack across my ass. I was caught a little off guard and let out a small yelp. Instantly I was worried that someone in the office might hear us.

"We can't have that, now can we?" Alexandra teased. "I didn't realize you'd react so loudly, well we can fix that easily." Without moving me, she reached into the small bag she had with her and rummaged through for a second. She pulled out the blue thong she'd been wearing yesterday when she made me eat her out. "You seem to enjoy being gagged with my used panties, so I just figured I'd keep these handy today," she said before shoving them in my mouth.

I wish I could disagree with her, but based on how she'd been using them, I was very quickly developing a panty fetish that I knew would be a problem. I just couldn't help it. The taste of her panties was still wonderful, not nearly as good as her pussy, but still enough to get me hard.

Alexandra noticed this and teased me. "Oh, you do like it, don't you, pervert? Your cock is getting nice and hard." She adjusted her legs, letting my cock in between her thighs. "Good boys admit what they like," she chided.

It was hard to speak with her panties in my mouth, but I mumbled out, "I like it," as best as I could.

My ass was met with another hard smack and I moaned into the panties. This was followed by another three spanks. The initial hit stung my ass, but that tingling feeling just after was amazing. I felt my cock get harder until it was all the way and I couldn't help but rub it in between Alexandra's thighs as she spanked me. Unfortunately, this caused her to stop.

"Did I tell you that you could do that?" she asked me. Without giving me a chance for a response she continued, "I did not, bad boy!" she said and smacked me harder this time.

This one was hard enough that I began worrying I might get a bruise or have a problem sitting the rest of the day. It was followed by a few more, each one more severe, my ass stung badly. That wonderful tingly feeling had been turned into a burning sensation as I felt a small bruise forming. Then all at once, Alexandra stopped.

"Sit up," she said flatly.

I did as I was told and looked at her. She took the panties from my mouth and dropped them onto the couch. I wasn't sure what to say or do, so I just sat there, on my knees with my pants pulled down, waiting for her. My ass was throbbing at this point.

"Now you're going to have to feel that for the rest of the day. Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed doing that to you," Alexandra said with a sadistic grin, "but I'd prefer that you're obedient to me. Like I told you yesterday, this just means I have to be more strict with you. That means check-ins before classes and probably some orders through text. You can handle that can't you?"

I nodded quickly.

"No, not good enough, I need you to say it," Alexandra said back.

"Yes, I can handle that," I replied.

"Still not quite good enough," she said with a smile, "How are you supposed to refer to me?"

"Yes, I can handle that, Princess Alexandra," I said, blushing. Calling her that, giving her a title put me in my place beneath her. It excited me a little and clearly, she enjoyed it, because her smile grew even bigger.

"That's better," she said, "remember, that's how you need to refer to me anytime we're out of class." She paused for a moment, an idea forming in her head. "I need a copy of your schedule, go get me one."

I wasn't sure what she was getting at, but I stood up and pulled my pants up before heading over to my computer. I sat down in my chair and almost yelped again as I felt how sore my ass was. My cock was still hard and this didn't discourage it at all. My heart raced a little, as I realized she was right, I would have this reminder for at least the rest of the day. I quickly printed off my course schedule and handed it to her.

Alexandra looked it over and smiled again. "Good, this gives me a much better idea of what you can do for me." She turned it around to me, though I already knew the schedule. "Those are your safe times, I won't do anything to disturb your classes, well aside from the one I'm in. The rest of the time is mine," she said forcefully. "If I send you a message, if I show up, if I want anything during those times, I get it, do you understand?"

"Yes Princess Alexandra," I replied weakly.

"Good boy," she replied, her tone softening a bit. "Now as much as you're clearly still a bit worked up, I want to make sure you have a hard time during class."

Pulling off her hoodie, I saw what she meant. She wasn't wearing any kind of shirt, Instead, she had on a pink bra, which frankly seemed a little plain for her. She reached back, unclasped the bra, and let it drop and I understood why. Her always very perky breasts had changed a little since the last time I'd seen them. She'd gotten her nipples pierced. I was transfixed, just staring slack-jawed at them.

"Now that's the sort of reaction I was hoping for," she said and then licked her lips. "My tits are really tender right now and it's going to be a few days before I can really have some fun, but I figured this would still get stuck in the horny mind of yours. Do you like it, pervert?"

"Yes Princess Alexandra," I groaned out.

She leaned in toward me, pushing her breasts together, creating ample cleavage. "I know I don't have the biggest tits, but this just makes them so much better, doesn't it? Don't you just wish you could have them in your mouth right now?"

I nodded at a loss for words.

"Well, like I said, you can't. I can't even really play with them right now, which is such a shame," she said with a pout. She slipped her hoodie back on. "But that's all the time we have for now, I need to meet up with my friends and I think you'd better get yourself all ready for class."

She stood up and grabbed her bag, slipping the panties back in. "Wouldn't want you to get any funny ideas about using these, now would I?" Then she paused for a second and a wicked grin crossed her face. "Actually, that does bring me to two last things. The first is that any time I leave, I want you to get on your knees and kiss my ass, thanking me for my presence."

Alexandra looked at me, waiting for me to follow the direction clearly. I got back on my knees and pressed my lips to her ass, even though she was clothed this was still an immense turn-on. I kissed her ass.

"Thank you Princess Alexandra for letting me kiss your ass, for spanking me, for letting me taste your panties, and for letting me see your tits," I said. I couldn't help myself, I was completely drunk with lust and was fully submissive to her.

Alexandra giggled and turned back around to me. "The second thing though, this is the far more important thing. I control if and when you get to cum. You don't have any say any more. If I send you a message telling you to, you do it. I don't care where you are, or what you're doing, I expect you to follow my order. I also expect a picture of proof within the next ten minutes. That is the only way you get to cum though, do you understand?"

"Yes Princess Alexandra," I replied a little more hesitantly. This was likely to be tough for me. Since Alexandra had first started toying with me I had been masturbating a lot, her controlling this was going to be a struggle.

"I mean it, I send you a message saying cum, I expect you to find someplace that you can, no excuses. Every time you don't follow these orders will be a punishment and they will get worse," she said sternly.

"I understand," I replied, "You say cum, I do and I send you proof."

"Exactly," she said happily. She turned toward the door, "Now give my ass one more kiss and I'll be on my way."

I did as I was told, giving her ass one more kiss, wishing I could do more. Without another word though she unlocked the door and left me there, on my knees, desperate for so much more than what I had. I had about twenty minutes to collect myself and calm down before I went off to class. It was hard to do given I had the constant reminder of my very sore ass keeping my thoughts on what Alexandra had just done to me.

Nevertheless, I got to class just fine and things started like usual. The students all came in and we picked up where our discussion from the previous class had left off. Alexandra and her two friends came in and plunked down in the back corner of the room, giving no focus to me, which I was thankful for right now. I was desperately trying to keep myself focused on the content whereas my libido just wanted nothing more than to picture Alexandra's perky, pierced breasts.

Partway through the lesson the students were supposed to discuss a point and figure out whether the articles we'd read agreed with it or not, so I at least had a pause in my talking. I checked my phone and as I did a message pinged up from Alexandra.

"God my nipples are so tender right now, how's your ass?" it said with a kissy face emoji.

I felt my cheeks flush a little, but I also knew if I didn't respond I would be in trouble. I texted Alexandra back. "It's very sore, I'll make sure to be better in the future." After the message was sent there was a pause and the icon telling me Alexandra was typing showed up. Another few seconds passed by before her reply came in.

"Don't worry, I have big plans for you. Your ass isn't going to be the only sore thing soon enough. We'll just have to see when the next time I let you cum is."

I swallowed hard, this is what I was dreading. A small part of me hoped she was just going to abuse this control and make me cum multiple random times of the day, that wouldn't have been an issue. This on the other hand would be a problem for me. Despite this, I texted back, "Thank you, Princess Alexandra."

The rest of the class went normally, with no hiccups, and no more messages from Alexandra. I still couldn't come close to shaking her out of my head, but I had a feeling that was only going to become more of an issue as time went on. When class ended she walked out with her friends and I was fine. The remainder of my day went smoothly. I taught the rest of my classes, and I had a meeting with the rest of the department, no issues at all.

I went home that night feeling fine honestly. It was the weekend and as much as I wanted more from Alexandra, I was also worried that if things continued to escalate at an absurd pace I'd be in trouble quickly. I settled in for an easy weekend, made myself some pasta, and sat on my couch to watch TV. It was quiet and uneventful and that was splendid.

That was until my phone pinged with a message. "I told you I had plans for you this weekend," was the first message that came through. My pulse picked up in fear, anticipation and so many other emotions.

"I'm going out to the club with my girls in a little bit. I'm going to send you pictures. Every time I send you a picture, I want you to edge for me. Do you know what that means?" the next one read.

In my inexperience I honestly didn't know what she meant, so I replied, "No."

A big smiling emoji came back followed by the message, "It means you need to work your cock, but not cum. In fact, no cumming for you tonight, just edging. I want you all worked up, hard, leaking, and desperate."

My heart dropped, I didn't even know if I could manage that. I wouldn't say I came easily, but I'd never tried to stop myself before.

"Can you do that for me?" the next message read.

"I can try," I replied.

"If you fail and you do cum, you have to tell me and then receive a punishment for it, you understand that, right?" she messaged.

"I know," I replied, feeling a little overwhelmed.

A few moments passed and I got another ping, this time with a picture. It was Alexandra in what she was going to wear. It was a very tight-fitting shiny black dress that left almost nothing to the imagination. It hugged the curves of her ass, though that wasn't where my eyes were drawn. I took one look and my jaw dropped. Her pierced nipples were on full display, the outline of the piercing clearly visible through the dress. I could feel my cock getting hard, my blood pumping fast.

"This is what I'll be wearing, don't worry, you'll see plenty more of me and my friends. Can you imagine how good it would feel to be grinding up against my ass in this?" her next message read.

Of course, now that was all I could think about. Just how good it would feel to have her pressed up against me, her ass grinding up against my cock.

Then another message, "BTW, that's your first picture, that means it's time to edge professor. I expect a pick of that nice, hard cock as proof."

I didn't even bother fighting the submissive part of my brain, I pulled my cock out and began to stroke. It felt wonderful, I just stared at the picture of Alexandra. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the point of cumming. I let go of my cock, my heart racing. It took every ounce of restraint I had to not finish right then and there, but I took the picture and sent it to Alexandra.

"I just edged for you," I put along with the picture.

A few moments later I got a reply, "Good boy, make sure to keep your phone with you all night. There will be plenty of pictures that you have to edge to."

"Thank you, Princess Alexandra," I replied. It was clear that this was going to be a far more stressful and frustrating night than I initially thought.