Thoughts From Here
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He took my panties. That was all she could think as she walked towards her dorm. He may have told her that wearing that skirt one more time to his class would result in him bending her over his desk and giving her a punishing fuck. She may have even worn the skirt again to test him. But she still never imagined he would do it.
He gave her a harsh stare the moment she'd walked through the door. She gave him a smirk back. The minute he dismissed class, he summoned her to his office.
"I told her what was going to happen if you teased me like this again, Miss Josephs. Bend over my desk."
Her panties immediately dampened as she lay across his desk. "Yes, Sir."
He raised her skirt and gave her a few smacks on the ass. "Naughty little girl, teasing your professor like this." He pulled her panties down. "A wet naughty girl at that."
And then he was inside of her. Fucking her hard. He pressed her flat into the desk. She was trapped by a firm hand in her hair and his cock punishing her pussy.
"I'm going to come, Sir," she moaned.
"Come you little cock tease. Come hard," he ordered.
And she fell over the edge. Moaning loudly as he yanked on her hair. A groan fell from his lips as he came, unloading in her pussy.
He pulled her off his desk and pressed her against the wall. "You are to wear skirts to my class from now on. No panties. No bras. You are to sit in the front, legs spread wide. Understood, slut?"
"Yes, Sir." She had no idea what she was saying. What she was agreeing to.
"I have plans for you, little submissive. Dirty, naughty plans. Now leave."
She left immediately. It was only halfway down the hall when she realized, He took my panties. And the worst part was.... she wasn't even mad about it.
Good girl. Now lets get you to work...