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Not only this but he was ordered to leave his underpants, shoes and sock with his master to complete his task completely in the nude. Apparently, he had been fortunate enough to get the clothes washed and returned in enough time to avoid another spanking, but not without being taunted by other students for his nakedness as he went about his allotted task.

Another of them, Sally, told me how she had also been cruelly exposed when one of the older female students had removed her towel and all of her clothes from the changing rooms while she was in the shower at the Sports Hall.

When she came out, wet and shivering, she had to run naked all the way across campus to her dorm room, waiting outside until her room mate got there with a key to let her in!

I understood why these young students hated college so much and John was there to explain that all of their ordeals had been undergone by many former students and that,

in the long run, it would make them stronger people for it.

However, I k
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  • Steamy Dreams (Erotica Collections)   My professor- explore (6)

    The morning light filtered through the study’s heavy curtains, casting a soft glow over the mahogany desk where last night’s roleplay had unfolded. The room had returned to its everyday guise—books neatly shelved, the nameplate tucked away, the satchel hidden in the closet—but a faint trace of sandalwood lingered, a quiet reminder of the intensity James and Laura had shared. They sat at the kitchen table now, sipping coffee, their two teenagers still asleep upstairs, the house hushed in the rare calm of a Saturday morning. Laura’s chestnut hair was pulled into a loose ponytail, her face bare of makeup, but her green eyes sparkled with a secret amusement as she glanced at James over her mug. Last night’s scene, where she’d been Miss Ellison under Professor Hartley’s command, still hummed between them, an unspoken bond that made even this mundane moment feel charged.James, in a faded T-shirt and jeans, caught her look and grinned, his fingers tapping the edge of his coffee cup. “You’re

  • Steamy Dreams (Erotica Collections)   My professor- submission (5)

    The study was quiet now, the grandfather clock’s steady tick the only sound punctuating the stillness. The sandalwood candle had burned low, its flame a faint flicker casting soft shadows across the leather-bound books and scattered props on the shelves. James and Laura nestled together on the hardwood floor, leaning against the mahogany desk, wrapped in a soft blanket from the nearby armchair. Laura’s head rested on his chest, her chestnut hair loose and tangled, her breathing slow and even as the intensity of their roleplay scene faded into a warm, intimate calm. Her cream-colored blouse was still open, her skirt askew, but the vulnerability of her appearance only deepened James’s affection, a reminder of the trust she’d placed in him as Miss Ellison under Professor Hartley’s command.James held her close, his fingers tracing lazy circles on her shoulder, the warmth of her skin grounding him in the moment. The aftercare was as vital as the scene itself, a sacred space where they rec

  • Steamy Dreams (Erotica Collections)   My professor- submission (4)

    Laura knelt on the hardwood floor of the study, her wrists still bound by the soft leather cuffs, the carabiner clinking softly as her hands rested on James’s thighs. The blindfold kept her world shrouded in darkness, heightening the sensory tapestry around her: the faint sandalwood scent from the flickering candle, the steady tick of the grandfather clock, the warmth of James’s body radiating through his trousers, and the lingering sting on her thighs from the flogger’s caress. Her cream-colored blouse hung open, her skirt bunched around her hips, and the stainless steel butt plug, its emerald gem nestled against her skin, added a decadent layer of sensation. She was fully immersed as Miss Ellison, a graduate student desperate to prove her worth to Professor Hartley, her body thrumming with arousal and anticipation.James stood before her, his breath heavy, his erection straining against his trousers as he looked down at Laura. Her chestnut hair was disheveled, loose strands clinging

  • Steamy Dreams (Erotica Collections)   My professor- submission (3)

    Laura’s arms stretched above her head, the soft leather cuffs biting gently into her wrists as the rope held her secure against the ceiling hook. The mahogany desk pressed coolly against her lower back, her skirt still bunched around her hips, exposing the black lace panties that clung to her skin, damp with arousal. The blindfold kept her world dark, amplifying every sound: the faint creak of James’s shoes on the hardwood floor, the soft rustle of his tweed blazer as he moved, the steady tick of the grandfather clock in the corner of their transformed study. The sandalwood candle’s scent mingled with the leather of the satchel, grounding her in the fantasy of Miss Ellison, a graduate student at the mercy of Professor Hartley’s discipline. Her body thrummed with anticipation, her breath shallow and quick, each sensation heightened by the loss of sight and the restraints that symbolized her surrender.James stood before her, his heart racing as he took in the sight of Laura—bound, expo

  • Steamy Dreams (Erotica Collections)   My professor (2)

    He set the paddle down and picked up the riding crop, its leather tip cool against his palm. He traced it along her thighs, teasing her with the anticipation of the next sensation. The first flick was sharp and precise, landing on the curve of her ass. Laura jumped, a soft cry escaping her lips, followed by a moan that told him she was enjoying the mix of sting and pleasure. He varied the strokes, alternating between her thighs and ass, careful to gauge her reactions. She was sensitive, but her moans grew deeper, her body leaning into each strike, her arousal evident in the dampness of her panties.James paused, stepping back to admire his work. Laura’s skin was flushed, her breathing heavy, her body trembling with anticipation. He knew she was close to fully letting go, but there was still a flicker of resistance, a part of her holding back. He leaned in, his lips brushing her ear. “You’re doing so well, Miss Ellison. But we’re just getting started.” The words were a promise, a bridg

  • Steamy Dreams (Erotica Collections)   My professor (1)

    James adjusted his glasses and leaned back in the high-backed chair behind the heavy mahogany desk, the centerpiece of the study he’d transformed for the evening. The room, usually a cozy haven of books and family photos, now resembled a professor’s office at an Ivy League university. Shelves lined with leather-bound tomes framed the space, their spines gleaming under the soft glow of a brass desk lamp. A fountain pen and a stack of graded papers—props he’d meticulously prepared—sat neatly on the desk, alongside a burgundy leather satchel that held the tools for tonight’s scene. The air carried the faint scent of old books and sandalwood from a candle flickering on a side table, and the ticking of a grandfather clock added a rhythm to the atmosphere. James had learned over their 22 years of marriage that these details—the setting, the costumes, the careful scripting—were what helped his wife, Laura, slip from her everyday self into the fantasy they’d share.Laura stood before him, her

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