WILD PLEASURE {short erotic stories} Chapter 96: Spanked by Her Student (5)

Chapter 5: And Ye Shall Receive...Or Shall Ye?

Marcus thrust into her wet hole, and she wrapped her legs around him as he penetrated deeper. He was thick, and she felt him sliding his whole length as she’d never felt with Rob. She felt stretched, but pleasantly so; her lubrication made her vagina very accommodating at this moment.

They fell into a rhythm, slowly at first. Marcus thrusting his cock in her, Valerie meeting him with her hips. She kissed his neck, and found that a spot below his ear made him shiver in delight. He growled then, and held her hands against the bed, tight in his own. He thrust harder, almost angrily, and Valerie rose to meet him, slamming her pelvis into his. She wanted him inside her as deeply as possible. Every time they met, Valerie felt the pressure push against her clit, heightening her arousal.

Valerie tried to pull her hands away from Marcus’. He shook his head and pulled out of her abruptly, sliding down to the end of the bed. Valerie was about to complain when she felt his hands roughly pushing her thighs wider apart, and his head bent down between her legs.

He raised his head momentarily. “Don’t move. If you do, I’ll stop,” he said.

Valerie worried her nod would be construed as moving, but she nodded anyway. Marcus licked her labia, poking his tongue inside her. His hands kneaded her thighs. His tongue snaked up to her clit, licking around it at first. Valerie moaned, desperate for more.

Marcus slid a finger inside her dripping hole, and at the same time flicked his tongue over her clit, over and over. He continued fucking her with his finger and teasing her clit with his tongue. Her buttocks clenched as her orgasm grew within her. “More...more...” was all she could find to say, as the explosive feeling built up and gathered.

Valerie was going to come, not from her own hand, and she was going to come hard. She shook her head from side to side. Her mind noted a glowing red light in the darkness, and filed the knowledge away. Her left hand shot down to clutch the bedsheet; her right hand caressed Marcus’ hair, his head buried in her crotch.

She was close, so close. Her moans grew more regular, and her pussy muscles contracted as she neared her orgasm. “Oh, Marcus,” she breathed, “I’m coming!”

No, she wasn’t. Marcus lifted his head, got up off the bed and stood beside her. Valerie gasped, still flush with her arousal, and mutely pointed

in the direction of her clit while she gazed at him imploringly. She was so close. She could come in about two seconds if he’d just get back to what he was doing.

No worries. She could take care of it herself. It would still be a good one, better than she’d had in months. She snaked her hand down to her crotch.

Marcus grabbed her arm and pulled it back, shaking his head. “What did I tell you? Before I began?”

Valerie racked her brain. “The moving thing?” Was that what he was on about?

Marcus nodded. “You lost your right to that orgasm. But you can still earn another one.”

Her impending orgasm had receded significantly and her wits began to return to her. Spreading her legs in the car, being led around by her nipple, those were all fun and games — she could go along with them for his sake — but this was getting ridiculous.

“I think I should be going,” she said, moving to get out of bed. “It’s been fun, but I don’t think I’m into this.”

Marcus still held her arm. His tone softened. “Aw, please stay. Let me explain. Here.” He got into bed beside her. His hand went to her pussy and began lazily fingering her clit and her still-wet hole, alternating between them.

“I’ve had my eye on you for a while, Valerie,” he said. Her arousal was returning, his hand’s ministrations between clit and hole keeping it at an even, if distracting, level.

“But I just want some fun,” Valerie said. “A good time for a night. Maybe a few. You’re a great guy, Marcus, but—”

Marcus shushed her by pressing a finger to her lips. It annoyed her, even through her arousal.

Even though her pussy was screaming to have his tongue or his cock back.

“Just let me talk for a bit, okay?” he asked kindly. “Now, see that little light over there in the corner?”

Valerie nodded.

“That’s my insurance policy. I’ve recorded everything.” Valerie gasped.

“Wait!” Marcus continued fingering her. “I’d never use it against you. Well, I would, but only if you didn’t agree to my proposal. That’s sensible, right? Completely logical.”

Valerie taught logic, though it was hard to apply those principles right at this moment. Against every logical bone in her body, her hips lifted to urge his finger to press harder. Marcus was waiting for her to respond. She nodded. “Logical,” she managed to say.

“Here’s the thing. You’re a slut, Valerie. You’ve always been a slut, but you’ve been too busy dating milquetoast professors to realize it.”

How did he know about Rob?

“And with that body, that pussy, those tits, that gorgeous round ass, it would be a shame to let that go to waste wouldn’t it?”

When Valerie didn’t respond, he very lightly grasped her clit between his thumb and forefinger. It didn’t hurt, but with the slightest movement she’d feel agony.

“Wouldn’t it, Valerie?”

Valerie nodded quickly. What was he getting at?

“And we already know you’re submissive.”

“No, I’m not!”

“You exposed yourself in public at my order,” Marcus smirked.

Drat. Valerie couldn’t deny that.

“So here’s what I propose. I want a toy, you were made to be a toy.

You’ll be my submissive slut, obey my orders, and serve me however I wish. In return, I keep that video safe and secure in my family’s vault.”

He was still stimulating her, for gods’ sake! She was getting close to coming, too. He must be finger fucking me harder, she thought. This conversation can’t have anything to do with this!

Marcus laughed. “This is turning you on, slut,” he said.

Oh, she was even closer now.

“You’ll get to keep your job, because no one will know. The video

won’t be on Facebook, or sent to every person on campus, from the dean on down. You’ll get orgasms — when you earn them, and you’ll get to suck my cock as often as I like. It’s a win for everyone!” Marcus exulted.

Valerie squirmed. Just a little more. She was so close. “What do you say, Valerie? Do you want to be my toy?” She bit her lip. She wanted to come...but his terms....

Marcus’ tone became stern. “Remember, slut, my family is extremely well-connected. If you cross me, your life won’t be pleasant. That isn’t a threat. People in my family simply get what they want, and what I want is this cunt.”

He was still fingering her, and in spite of everything she was still more turned on than she’d ever been in her life.

Valerie nodded. She was prepared to agree to just about anything in that moment.

“Say it.”

Valerie worked hard to form the words. “I want...to be your toy.” He would let her come now. She was ready.

“Good girl,” Marcus said, and suddenly her clit was alone. He’d pulled his hand away completely, just as she was about to come.

Valerie sat up with an anguished cry. “What did you do that for?”

“Remember our agreement, slut,” Marcus grinned. “Orgasms have to be earned.”

What on earth did he have in mind?

Marcus pointed to the carpet at his feet. “On your knees, slut.”

Valerie knelt before him, saying, “You don’t have to be so demeaning,

you know.”

“Says the slut talking to my penis,” Marcus said dryly. “Get to work.”