EDGED AND EXPOSED

Professor Reed’s POV

Two full days had passed since I summoned Kendra.

She had ignored my messages yesterday. Ignored my calls. Ignored the clear warning I sent last night.

Today, she would learn exactly what happens when she tests my patience.

I was sitting at my desk grading papers when the knock finally came — soft, almost hesitant. My cock twitched at the sound.

“Come in.”

Kendra stepped inside, wearing a short white dress that hugged her body. She closed the door behind her and leaned against it, offering me a sweet, apologetic smile.

“Professor Reed… I’m so sorry I couldn’t come the last time. I wasn’t feeling well and—”

“Lock the door,” I cut her off sharply.

She swallowed visibly and instead walked towards me.

I leaned back in my chair, eyes narrowing. “Take off your panties and come here.”

Kendra’s cheeks flushed, but she didn’t argue. She reached under her dress, slid her lace panties down her smooth legs, and stepped out of them. They were already damp. She handed them to me without being asked. I brought them to my nose for a moment, inhaling her scent, before tossing them into my drawer.

“Sit on the desk. Legs wide apart.”

She hopped onto the edge of my desk and slowly spread her thighs, exposing her pretty pink pussy to me. She was glistening — already wet. The sight made my cock strain against my trousers.

“Touch yourself,” I ordered quietly. “Show me how sorry you are.”

Kendra’s fingers trembled as she reached between her legs. She started rubbing her clit in slow circles, biting her lip to stifle her moans. Her breathing grew heavier within seconds.

“Faster,” I commanded.

She obeyed, rubbing her slick folds and dipping two fingers inside her dripping hole. The wet, obscene sounds of her fingering herself filled my office. Her moans started slipping out — needy and desperate.

I watched her intently, refusing to touch her. Every time her hips began to buck and her breathing turned ragged, I made her slow down or stop completely.

“Please…” she whimpered after fifteen agonizing minutes, tears gathering in her eyes. “Professor, I’m sorry… I need to cum so badly…”

“No.”

Tears spilled down her cheeks as I edged her again and again. Her pussy was swollen, red, and leaking all over my desk. Her thighs shook violently. She looked completely broken — exactly how I wanted her.

“I waited two days for you,” I said coldly, leaning forward. “Two days of you ignoring me while that pussy probably stayed wet for someone else. This is your punishment.”

She sobbed quietly, fingers still desperately rubbing her throbbing clit. She was right on the edge again, body trembling, mouth open in a silent plea.

Just as her eyes rolled back and her hips jerked forward —

Knock. Knock.

The door swung open without waiting for permission.

Kendra froze in horror — legs spread obscenely wide on my desk, fingers buried deep inside her dripping, swollen pussy, tears streaking down her flushed face.

I didn’t turn around immediately. I simply watched the pure panic flash across her eyes as she stared at whoever had just entered my office.

The silence was thick enough to choke on.