“Raina?”
“Yes, sir?”
“Did you just come without my permission?”
Hiding her face behind her hands, her body still pounding hot from her orgasm, she nodded her head.
“I didn’t hear you. Did you, young lady?”
“Yes, sir,” she whined, peeking from between her fingers. One side of his lips was drawn up in a smirk as his eyes narrowed. She gasped, coming to a stark realization. He had wanted her to misbehave. A small thrill of excitement raced through her. What did he have planned?
“It’s been some time since you had a real punishment, hasn’t it, little one?”
She nodded, lowering her hands from her face.
“When we get home, I want you to get naked and climb up on the bed. You’re going to get the belt tonight, my pretty sub. And then, I’m going to tie you up and spank that pretty little pussy with my crop until you scream for more.”
She shivered with excitement. Eliot wanted to play harder tonight and her pussy clenched around his cock with a sudden eagerness. As she imagined the line of fire striking against her bare bottom cheeks, liquid began to pool between her thighs. With a slight gasp, she thought about how the crop would feel as it cracked down against her sensitive pussy lips. As much as she was nervous about being punished, she couldn’t help the fact that it turned her on. She knew that he would fuck her hard after it was all over and she secretly hoped that he would put her on her hands and knees and take her tight bottom hole. She ached for him completely.
She loved it all. Ever since she’d gotten to know the real Professor Knight, the dominant man with a twitchy palm who spanked her whenever she needed it, the kinky man who liked to claim both her pussy and her ass, and the lovable man who held her tight, her life felt complete. She wouldn’t change a thing. He awoke desires inside her that she didn’t even know she had.
“Put your clothes back on, Raina. You’ve got a long night ahead of you. I aim to thrash those naughty cheeks so hard that you won’t be able to sit down tomorrow.”
“Promises, promises,” she teased, smirking back at him. With a dark chuckle, he helped her up and she whined a little when his big cock popped out of her pussy. They stood up together, his hand holding hers tightly.
In a flash, he threw his foot up on a nearby table and tossed her body over one knee so that she was balanced over his thigh. Short as she was, her feet didn’t reach the floor and she was dangling in midair. His palm cracked down five times on each cheek, catching the lower curve of her buttocks, and she squealed as each smack awoke the sting from her previous spanking.
But despite the sudden ache, she couldn’t help but smile.
Everything between them was perfect. He was her happily ever after. As she held onto his leg while he smacked her bottom, she remembered how it had all begun.
Him, a well-known professor. Her, a shy graduate student who had happened to land a teaching assistant position for his class. Even then, their chemistry had been palpable. Grinning, she remembered the first time they’d met and the way he’d made her insides quiver; her stern professor, her Dr. Eliot Knight. He was her entire world and she loved it that way, spankings and all.
Chapter One
Raina LeBlanc sighed with irritation. She had filed her paperwork weeks ago, but the graduate school administration had seemingly lost it. Without fail, she had met every deadline during the course of her schooling and was proud of that fact. She was a graduate student in the molecular and cell biology program at New York University and was very close to graduating with her PhD. All that was left was a few loose ends in her thesis and a teaching assistant credit requirement. It had been five long years and she couldn’t wait to get out of school. She was twenty-nine years old, for crying out loud. Her friends who had majored in business or nursing had gotten real jobs long ago and sometimes she couldn’t help but be jealous that they were making actual money, instead of a lousy graduate student stipend. Ramen noodles sure got tiring after a while.
“What do I need to do? I submitted the paperwork back in July for a teaching position starting in September. I need this credit to graduate,” she scoffed, trying not to sound as annoyed as she actually was. It certainly wouldn’t help to be difficult right now. She needed a solution.
“Well, there is one last position that needs to be filled. Everyone who has been offered it has turned it down so far. If you fill out the forms right now, I can put you down for it,” Mrs. Smith offered, her elderly voice wavering a bit as she pushed an errant white curl out of her eyes. As much as Raina wanted to be angry with her, she couldn’t. The older woman was always helpful whenever she really needed it and she was about to get her out of a really tough bind. If she wasn’t able to get this teaching credit, she wo
uldn’t graduate in January. Instead, she’d be forced to wait till May and she definitely didn’t want to do that.
“I’ll fill out the forms. I’ll take it, whatever it is.”
“Sure thing, Raina! Don’t worry, it’s only one semester, right?”
Raina wondered what she meant by that, but sat down and scribbled out the necessary forms with her name, information, bank account numbers for direct deposit, and everything else that was needed. About fifteen minutes later, she finished and popped back over to Mrs. Smith’s desk.
“All set. Who am I teaching with this semester?” she asked politely, yet she was full of curiosity. What position could have possibly been turned down by so many grad students before her? Why was it the only one left?
“Well, you see,” Mrs. Smith nervously began, “it’s for Introduction to Biology.” She fiddled with her hands before looking up at Raina.
“And who teaches it?” she pressed.
“It’s Dr. Eliot Knight’s section.”
With wide eyes, she stared back at the sweet elderly woman. Dr. Knight was a well-known hard-ass, teaching one of the toughest courses here at the university. The undergraduates he taught all complained that his tests were too difficult, that the assignments were too much work, and that the lab experiments took too much time. She’d only seen him in passing a few times and talked to him once, but she hadn’t had the pleasure of taking one of his courses ever before.