Alexandra ran from the dorms to her classroom. Damnit, she thought as she continued running as her satchel hit the back of her bare legs. Fifteen minutes late. Professor Collins will kill me. Then bring me back to take that test. It seemed to take forever to run to the English building but she made it and snuck in the classroom. Nathan was no where to be found, but all ten heads were bowed in the classroom taking the English Lit. test. Alexandra dropped her stuff at her desk and ran up to the professor's desk to get a test and scan paper before running back to her desk. As soon as she sat down, the classroom door opened again and speak of the Devil, Professor came in.
Professor Nathan Collins was a good looking man. In his late twenties he still had his youthful look. His youthful actions, however was non-existent. He hardly ever smiled and whenever he did, it was a sardonic one. Sarcasm seemed to be the man's first language considering that his sense or humour *or lack thereof* was nothing but sarcasm. Alexandra quickly bowed her head to make it look like she was there the whole time, but she knew that as soon as class was over he'd make her stay behind for a talk about her tardiness.
***
Nathan dismissed the class after the test was over and sighed as all of them put their tests on his desk. "Alexandra," he said when she put her test up and attempted to leave first. "My office. Now." He watched as she froze and turned on her heel. She didn't say a word but made her way over to the door leading to his office. It was a room she was very familiar with considering that he's caught her sneaking in the class late very often. She used the popular excuse that she slept late, but he always had the belief that it was a late night, and that she wasn't alone on those late nights.
He followed her in the office and closed the door. Alexandra took her normal seat on the couch on the far side of the room as far away as possible from him. He took in what she was wearing and felt a familiar tug at his crotch. There was absolutely nothing sensual about a white button down and a blue jean skirt just above the knees, but there was something about how she wore it that had an affect on his body. Her head was bowed to the point where her lush black curls that just barely brushed her ass covered her face and she was clearly ashamed of getting caught once again.
"Look up at me, Alexandra," he said. "You know why you're in here and I'm sure you have plans for the rest of the day so I'll make things brief if possible." The girl looked up at him and stared a blank stare at him.
"What shall be my punishment this time, Collins," she asked quietly. "Another essay? Lines? Perhaps maybe you'd like me to read another book of your selection and give at least seven references on it." She was pissed off because she read his eyes. He wouldn't believe her excuse that she slept late considering that she really did. Her roommate decided it would be a lovely joke as to unplug her clock and leave early without waking her. Ever since Alexandra first enrolled in his class, Professor Collins always thought she was the type to sleep around. That she was always late to class because she was spending late nights with her latest boyfriend. Truth to be told, she had no boyfriend. Even further truth, Alexandra was still a virgin. But if he wanted to believe that she was a slut and slept around, let him. It didn't bother her any.
Nathan didn't seem fazed at her sudden outburst of sarcasm but he felt a small pit of anger. He didn't like the way she beat him to the punch of punishments but he let it slide this time. "I'm just curious as to wonder what your excuse to being late to my class is this time," he said leaning on his desk and looking over to her. "Please, Alexandra, humour me."
Alexandra gave an unladylike like snort. "What humour," she muttered under her breath as she stood and paced the room as she usually did when he started the interrogation. "Well sir," she replied. "My roommate decided to be an asshole and unplug my clock. I didn't wake up until my cell phone went off."
She felt her anger bubble when Nathan gave a sardonic laugh. A smile spread across his face but it wasn't a genuine one. "That's a new one," he said to her. "Bravo Alexandra, you do have an imagination don't you."
"Oh ya I do Collins," she said. "Though it is a little far fetched and causes me to think of things that doesn't have a snowball's chance in hell of happening."
Nathan grew curious. "Really," he replied. "Like what."
A cynical smile spread across Alexandra's face as she thought about what her imagination gave her. "Wouldn't you like to know," she said. "Anyways we're not here to talk about my imagination here are we? Like you said I have plans and we need to hurry this up if you don't mind. Go ahead and give me my punishment work and I'll be on my merry way."
Nathan's smile left his face as he heard Alexandra's sarcasm clearly. "Cancel them," he said as a plan began forming in his head. "While you're out canceling your plans, I want you back in this office at 5:30 at the end of the day. Do you understand me?"
Alexandra looked at him suspiciously. "But Professor, I told you I have plans and these plans are unmovable!"
"Then make them move," Nathan said. "You still have to get your punishment for being repetitively tardy and you shall receive it at 5:30 this afternoon. You're choice Alexandra. Either be here at that exact time or take your chances with the Honour Court and I don't think you'd be too happy with that considering you're Scholarship."
He saw her blanch and smiled again. "Run along now, Miss Alexandra," he said. "And remember 5:30."
***
Alexandra walked to her dorm room and closed the door with a squeak. She sat on the bed and looked at the newly reset clock and found that she had just over half an hour before she had to be back at Collin's office. It's either that or face the Honour Court and risk her scholarship. Damnit, she thought again as she stood and made her decision. Just go. Maybe it won't be as bad as you think.
She walked over to her closet and changed quietly into another skirt set before walking back to the room door. With a deep breath, she walked out and made her way to Nathan's office once again to receive her punishment.
***
Nathan sat in his office two minutes to 5:30 and waited. Shortly after Alexandra he had left to gather a few things from his house. On his desk sat a paddle with electrical tape wrapped around the handle to prevent slipping, a whip coiled neatly in a circle, and a blind fold. He figured that he'd give her a choice before blindfolding her but his thoughts were interrupted before he could go further. He heard a quiet knock on the door and the automatic sly smile spread across his face. "Come in," he called
Alexandra took a deep breath before walking in. She saw the smile on his face then the objects on his desk and nearly backed out but forced herself to continue on. "Good evening," she said closing the door behind her.
"Good evening to you, Alexandra," he said the smile still in place. "I trust you understand why you're here before we begin?"
"I've been repeatedly tardy to your class," she recited without issues. "May I ask one question though?"
"Certainly, Alexandra," he said. "Ask away."
"What's with the objects on your desk" she said inadvertently crossing her legs nervously. She leaned against the edge of the couch with a sense of fear around her.
"Those are going to participate in your punishment," he said standing and walking over to her. "Or at least two out of the three are anyways. Would you like to hear the rules before we commence to your punishment?" Uncertain, she hesitated in answering and Nathan continued talking before she could form a word. "It is either this Alex. It's you're take your punishment from me...or you could take your chances with the Honour Court. And I don't think you have much of a chance in winning that case. Now matter how cynical and sarcastic you are."
"So you're substituting Honour Court with Corporal Punishment?" Alexandra said taking a step back from Nathan nearly flipping over the couch.
"Exactly," he said. "Now I'll give you the choice. You can choose the whip or the paddle. But either way you're getting blind folded."
"WHAT!?!"
"There's no need to yell, Alex," he said calmly as he walked back over to the desk and looked over at her. While she sat in shock over being blinded, he took in her appearance. She had changed clothes of course but it was a very similar skirt set. It was a shorter skirt however and a blue button down. Her hair was pulled up in a high pony tail out of her face. Good, he thought. As much as I like that silky long hair, it's best that it's out of the way until it needs to be loose. "You need to choose soon, Alex," he said to her. "In about thirty more seconds, this offer will be off the table and I'll see you at Honour Court first thing tomorrow morning. Whip or Paddle."
"Paddle," she spouted before even thinking. "I choose the paddle."
"I figured you would," Nathan said running his fingers over the hard wood of the paddle. "Here are the rules. First: I am not Collins as you usually address me. I am either Professor or Sir. Every time you address me, you will address me as Sir or Professor. Understand." At the nod of her head he continued. "Second: Until I say I'm finished with you, you will do what I say as I say it. No ifs, ands, or buts about it. If I even catch a whiff of resistance, I will send you away and you'll be in Honour Court tomorrow. Understand?" She nodded her head once again. "Good. Now the last and final rule is very simple, you won't speak unless I've given you express permission. If I hear a word out of you and you don't have permission you will be punished as I see fit, besides the punishment you already have. Do you understand?"
"Yes sir, Professor," Alex said quietly.
Now that the rules are out of the way, we shall begin." Nathan walked over to the desk and grabbed the paddle and the blindfold before walking back. "Strip," he gave the one worded command.
Alex looked at him oddly. "Sir," she asked not understanding.
"Undress," he said coolly. "that's the only time I'll give the same command twice. Now get after it. Bare ass."
Alexandra gave slight hesitation but remembered his threat and sighed before unbuttoning her shirt. Her fingers fumbled over the buttons but soon a brown and white polka-dotted demi bra was revealed. Nathan felt his crotch tighten again at the sight of her small but sufficient breasts. She reached behind her to unzip her skirt and it fell down with her shirt.
