Spanked By Professor Novels & Stories

He looks like he might bolt but I can feel his eyes burning into me. “A…Anna, you need to stop this right now!” he says while his voice is rough but it’s weak. I turn and bend over his desk arching my back so my ass is on full display under this short skirt. I glance over my shoulder catching him staring while his lust practically dripping from his eyes. “Come on, Professor, please spank me,” I purr softly, wiggling my hips a little. “I just want you to punish me, that’s all.” I bite my lips harder tasting the edge of desperation in my words.

Jessica said coldly. William was taken aback by her words. Then, he sneered and said, "What game is she playing this time? A small explosion in the lab is hardly a big deal. She's a seasoned professor. How can she handle things so carelessly and still expect her students to respect her?" "You truly are heartless." Jessica barked.

I turned my gaze to Wenna and gave her a deadly look. While Rajiv just laughed next to me who also heard what Wenna said. "Char, it's just a joke!" Wenna chuckled and burst out laughing. I was a little relieved. Some people look at our students. Some of them look at me badly, others are curious. Maybe they are wondering why the new professor at this university is at the same table.

"You’re my professor. If anyone finds out…" "No one will find out unless you tell them." He pulled me up from the chair by my wrist and bent me forward over his desk in one smooth motion. My breasts pressed against the cool wood, papers scattering everywhere. "You’ve been teasing me all semester with these little skirts and that innocent face. Now you’re going to earn that A." "Professor Kane, please…" My words cut off in a sharp gasp as his large hand came down hard on my ass, spanking me through my skirt.

“This is what happens to naughty students who need discipline. Bend over the desk.” Sophia turned, pressing her soft breasts and belly against the cool wood, her round ass lifted high. Professor Hale flipped her skirt up and spanked her firmly—once, twice—leaving pink handprints on her pale cheeks. “Count them, baby.” “One… two… Daddy, please…” He spanked her a few more times, then rubbed the head of his cock through her dripping folds. Without warning, he thrust in deep, stretching her tight pussy around his thick girth in one powerful stroke.

“Two… Professor—” “Try again,” he murmured, rubbing the spot he’d just spanked. “Call me what you really want to call me when we’re alone like this.” Elena’s voice trembled. “Two… Daddy.” The word hung in the air. Professor Kane made a low, approving sound and delivered three more firm spanks in quick succession. By the fifth, Elena was squirming, her pussy aching and wet. He flipped her skirt up, exposing her lacy black panties. “Look at this,” he said, voice darker. “Already soaked through. Getting spanked in my office turns you on, doesn’t it?”

Me: That's a hundred percent correct and I also know you better than you know yourself. We beamed at each other ear to ear. My hottie Professor: Today I'm really not feeling like taking the class. Me: So what are you feeling like to do, Professor? My hottie Professor: I'm just feeling like to keep talking to you like this. Me: Then keep talking, who is stopping you? After all, you're a professor. You can even cancel the class. I winked at him. My hottie Professor: That's a great idea. I think I should really cancel the class today.

“Ah, wait. I need to ask our professor something.” Before I could object or even blink, Ethan was dragging me with him to where our professor was. It felt like I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me but at the same time, this was the perfect time to see his reaction to me being touchy with my friend. I needed to see everything in 4k. “Professor?” We stopped by his desk, and he looked up at him and not me. I poked my cheek with my tongue to school my facial features from showing how pissed off I was with him. But why was I even pissed off at him?

"You're making my job as your professor very difficult, Isa. I take my job seriously. I also take my... extracurriculars seriously as well. If this is what you want, I'll give it to you. Now, tell me what you want, Isa?" It was humiliating, but Isa had no second guesses. "Please spank me, sir." Theodore hummed in approval, not yet giving Isa what she so desperately desired. He had noticed her arousal glistening between her legs more as each second went by. Her sensitivity amazed him - and severely turned him on. Theodore reached over, grabbing Isa's assignment to take a glance before setting it back down. "I took 15 marks off. I'll round that up to 20 because I want to see your ass red."

“You’ve been rude and I have to punish you. Bend over my knee.” Feeling so many different things and emotions at once, she bent over his knee. He pulled up her skirt and started to spank her on the bum. When Tina didn’t respond he spanked her harder. “Oww,” she cried. Was it supposed to hurt this much? “That’s what happens when you don’t do as you’re told,” Professor Dorian said. “Sir, you’re hurting me,” Tina whined. “Please stop. I promise I’ll not lie or flunk your class again. I promise.”