Professor’s pet project (The Counter-play)

Lena

I decided not to be his pet anymore.

After reading that folder, something inside me changed and snapped into focus.

Hold on….Let me get this straight. He wanted to write about my destruction right ?

Fine. Now, I will rewrites every damn page.

The next tutorial was on Monday. I walked into his office wearing my mini skirt as usual with no panties, just like his Rules demanded. But this time, I had my own rules.

I accidentally left one of his books out of order on the shelf. When he finally noticed, his eyes narrowed with that familiar cold authority.

“Careless, Lena. Bend over the desk and pick those books.”

I obeyed, but slowly, arching my back more than necessary, presenting myself like an offering. He stood from his seat and landed five sharp smacks on my ass.

I grasped. But instead of staying quiet than I usually do.

“Ahhhh.”

I moaned louder, pushing back against his palm. “You want to be punished harder with my cock?,” he growled.

“Maybe I do, sir.” I whispered, biting my lips and looking over my shoulder with defiance in my eyes. “So what do you intend to do about it?”

He paused and For the first time, I saw a flicker of surprise. Oops…I forgot to address him properly.

He spanked my ass longer than I could control. Could he do more than just spanking?

“Mmm… harder, Sir,” I whispered. He paused. I felt his control flicker again.

He must have been so shocked by the loud naughty side of me.

I started to break his rules deliberately one after another. I spoke when I wasn’t supposed to. I had no bra on so my nipple dots were damn visible.

But I decided on the intensity. His laptop was open on the desk in his room.

I walked up to him. Instead of sitting, I straddled his lap, grinding slowly against the growing bulge in his pants.

“You’ve grown bold, Miss Lena,” he said, I leaned in, I let my lips brush his ears. “You have no idea, Sir. Maybe we should dive more into the practical side.”

I turned the laptop toward us and opened The Pet Project. His body tensed, but he didn’t stop me.

While I throbbed the bulge of his cock, I started reading his own words aloud in a sultry voice.

He pulled out his veiny cock from the zip of his trousers. Now, let's get this game started in my own way.

He must learn not to mess with me. I positioned myself, and sank down onto his cock with a deep, throaty moan. Gulp.

“Ahhh… fuck,” I gasped as he filled me completely. The stretch was perfect.

I began riding him, slow and deliberate at first, reading every explicit line he had written about me. My voice trembled with pleasure.

“She begged for more… completely ruined…”I moaned, bouncing harder.

“Mmm… is this how you want it, Professor?”

Voss groaned deeply, his fingers digging into my ass. He stood me up, The chair creaked rhythmically beneath us.

I rode him faster, his wet squelch sounds filling his office. My skin slapped his skin deliberately, my slick pussy taking him again and again.

Plap plap plap!, his cock kept thrusting deeper into me.

“Ahh… yes… right there prof,” I whimpered, clenching around him as I read the part where his character broke me. His breathing grew ragged. I could feel him throbbing inside me.

“That’s it baby. Take every inch of your professor's hot dick.”

I kept going, taunting him between my moans. “This ending is pathetic… ahh! Fuck… You really thought I’d let you destroy me like that?”

I slammed down harder, grinding my clit against him with every thrust. My moans grew uncontrollable.

“Oh my god… Prof… I’m so close…”

He suddenly grabbed my throat.

“shh…quiet. Unless you want the security to hear me ruining your pussy.”

He then pulled me into a savage kiss while thrusting up into me.

First he kissed my lips , then he slicked his tongue into my mouth. I cried out, head falling back.

“Yes! Harder!” I moaned loudly, no longer caring who might hear us. I rode him wildly.

Plap-plap-plap.

The wet, filthy sounds echoing my pussy gripping him, juices coating his cock and thighs.

Zeph lost his famous control.

“Feel how deep I am? This pussy belongs to me now.!” He fucked me with raw intensity. The psychological game had turned primal.

When I reached the final chapters of his manuscript, I stopped moving, he squeezed himself tight inside me. “Change the ending,” I demanded breathlessly, “or I’ll rewrite it myself… mmm!”

He came hard with a deep, guttural groan, burying himself deep as his body shook. I followed right after, moaning loudly as my orgasm crashed through me, pulsing around his cock.

“Go harder on daddy… I can take it all..” I kissed his neck. He looked at me with new hunger and obsession eyes.

“You’re fucking dangerous, Lena,” he murmured against my neck.

I smiled, running my fingers through his hair. “Good. Now rewrite it… Sir.”

Tonight, everything intensified. He took me in the library stacks, his hands clamped over my mouth as I muffled moans vibrating against his palm. “Mmmff’!”

I fought back by whispering how I was changing his story, making myself the one who owned him.

His hand finally loosened over my mouth as he came hard, flooding my pussy with hot spurts. I was still trembling, my body buzzing from the intense orgasm.

For a few seconds, the only sounds in the dark office were our heavy breathing and the wet sound of his cock slowly sliding out of me.

Professor stood up, towering over me as I lay sprawled on his desk. I watched him tuck his thick, glistening cock back into his boxers and buckle his trousers. The metallic click of his belt seemed loud in the quiet room.

He adjusted his shirt, then looked down at me with that same stern expression he used in lectures.

“You should go back now,” he said quietly, his voice low and calm. “It’s getting late. Fix your clothes and head home.”

I nodded, my legs shaky as I slid off the desk. My panties were soaked, and I could feel his cum starting to leak down my inner thigh. I quickly pulled my skirt down, smoothed it over my hips, and grabbed my bag with trembling hands.

“Yeah… I should go back home,” I whispered. “I’ll see you in class tomorrow, Professor.”

He gave me a small nod, his eyes lingering on me for a moment longer.

I slipped out of his office into the empty hallway, the cool night air hitting my flushed skin as I made my way back across campus toward my dorm.

My heart was still pounding, and every step reminded me of what we had just done.