Lessons From the Professor (8 page)

She cleared her throat, uncomfortable with the direction
their conversation
was
 
being
steered to.

“Thank you for being so candid with me,” she said.

“We were happy there for a long time though, weren’t we?”

“We were,
Jackson
.
The problem was it was all based on a lie.”

“It really wasn’t.”

“Are you going to tell me you weren’t cheating on me the
entire time?”

The silence that fell said everything she needed to hear.

“Thanks for being honest with me, Jackson. I’m going to go
now.”

She disconnected and breathed a sigh of relief. He was her
first love; it was natural to think of him from time to time.
 
But the spark that had existed between them
was gone now.
 
His decision to cheat was
his alone, and nothing she could’ve done would’ve changed that.
 
Sutton had repeated that sentence a million
times in her head. This time she truly believed it.

Chapter Seven

Sutton’s cell phone rang for the second time in a row, and they
both sighed as she tensed in his lap.

 
“I should get that.
It might be the hospital.”

“I know you love your job, pet, but sometimes I find myself
wanting to smash that cellular of yours to smithereens.”

“Me, too, on many occasions.”

 
She slid from his
lap, and he admired her outfit. The discipline corset was made of black vinyl,
accentuated her hour glass figure, and stopped just under her breasts to allow
her round globes freedom. Her dark Hershey’s kiss nipples were one of his
favorite erogenous spots. There was something naughty about watching her do
everyday activities in her corset and four inch black spiked heels with sheer
black stockings that had a seam down the middle.
 
He massaged the bulge in his pants as he
watched her bend over to retrieve the phone from her purse.
 
They’d been moving ahead one step at a time,
and now he was ready to move things forward and test her limits.

He frowned when her face fell, and she began to speak in
hushed whispers.
Sidney
didn’t like to see his pet upset.
 
She
was strong willed and independent.
Which led to people taking
advantage of her strength, in his opinion.
 
He rose from the couch and made his way
behind. Sutton’s round ass beckoned, and he gave in to her siren’s call. He
gripped her hips tight as he ground into her ass. She gasped, and he smirked
when she struggled to continue her conversation.

“I-I don’t think we have anything else to say to each
other.”
 
Her back arched, and her hips
bucked against him when he reached around to tweak her nipples. She let out
a mewl
, and he bent to whisper into her ear.

“Get off the phone.”

“This conversation is over.” She hit the end button on her
cell phone, and he nipped at her neck.

“Who was that?” he asked.

“No one important.”

He frowned. Evasiveness didn’t sit well with him. “Are you
keeping secrets from me now, pet?”

“N-no, Professor.”

“I think you are, and that sort of disobedience deserves a
punishment.” Sutton turned to peer at him over her shoulder. Her eyes were wide
with what he believed was a mixture of fear and excitement.
 

“Go stand by the couch.”
 

 
They had slowly
worked their way to this more traditional version of Dom and submissive
behavior. Their routine for play was simple. She placed on her sub training
collar, addressed him by Sir or Professor, and carried out his requests. He
started out small, having her sit on his lap, as he allowed her to get used to
his touch and his requests. There had been some resistance, but for a newbie
she did exceptionally well.
 

“Lift your skirt up and show me that pretty little pussy of
yours,” he said as he sank in to the couch. She was beautiful with her body
full of tension and her eyes glossy with a need only he could fulfill. Sutton
was always wound so tight her climaxes were explosive.

 
“You’re dripping wet.
You like how I talk to you, don’t you?”

“Yes, Professor.”

“I asked you a question earlier about the caller you were
speaking to, and you choose not to answer, didn’t you?”

“Yes, Professor.
 
I’m sorry.”

“Oh it’s too late for that, pet. I’m going to have to punish
you now.”

“W-what are you going to do?”

“Silence.
Because you’re new to
this I’ve given you plenty of leeway, but this I can’t overlook. ”

She clamped her mouth shut, and he smiled, pleased by her
actions. “Good girl, now come here and lie across my lap.” She positioned
herself over his knees gingerly, and he caressed her plump ass.

“You know what happens to little girls who disobey?” He
trailed his fingers over her mocha flesh as she quivered.

“N-no.”

“They get spanked.”
 

Sidney
brought his
hand down on her left cheek with a firm slap, and she cried out and arched her
back in an attempt to escape. He held her down with one arm, delivering a
number of alternating blows to each cheek. He paused to caress her flushed rear
and purred in the back of her throat when his fingers dipped south and
discovered she was soaking wet. Could this woman get any more perfect? She
hadn’t mentioned yellow or red, so he knew she was enjoying it.

 
“I can tell you
enjoyed that, pet, because your pussy is drenched. Can you take a few more?”

“Yes, Professor,” she whispered.

 
Her thighs rubbed
together in an attempt for friction, and she squealed when he began her
spanking once more. He delivered ten more blows before he stopped to rub her
reddened ass, placing a gentle kiss on her right cheek as he showered her with
praise.

“You did such a good job, pet. This was exactly what you
needed, wasn’t it?”

Sidney
pulled her
into his lap, and wrapped her in a cocoon made from the soft brown blanket he
kept on the couch. He rocked her gently as she rested in his lap, limp and
compliant. Small sobs escaped, and tears slid down her face. After a time he
spoke.

“Now are you ready to talk about what happened earlier on
the phone?” he asked.

“My ex-fiancé
Jackson
called.” He tensed as a chill ran down his spine.

“Why would he be calling you?”

“He ran into my mother a few weeks ago, and I ended up
calling him.”

“Why?” he asked, careful to disguise the anger that built up
inside of him.

“Because we left a lot of things unsaid
when we broke up.”

“And you want me to believe that was all that went on?”
 
Her body stiffened as she moved to pull away
from his embrace. He tightened his grip in response and shook his head.

“I didn’t tell you to get up.”

She remained in his lap, tense as she turned to look at him.

“What do you want me to say? I’ve told you the truth.”

“If it was a simple as what you’ve said, why would you waste
your time lying?”

“So we could avoid this moment we’re having right now.”

“I don’t like being lied to, Sutton.”

“I’m sorry.”

“So am I. Trust goes both ways, and this is a huge breach in
my eyes.”

She sighed and glanced down as his heart pounded in his
chest.
Damn it! I should’ve known this
would happen.
 
He was ready to push
her off his lap and explode when she began to speak.

“I like being with you, Sidney…. I enjoy what we do.”

“Then why talk to him in the first place?”

“Because I needed to clear the air and reconcile some things
with myself before I could move forward with you.
 
I’ve never told anyone exactly why I broke
things off with
Jackson
.
I was still in nursing school when we met, and he was a doctor ten years my
senior. For a while things seemed perfect. He was polite, thoughtful,
sensitive, and respectful of my goals. He even praised me for my
virginity.
 
I should’ve known then he was
too good to be true.”
 

“What happened, love?” he
asked,
his tone gentle now that she’d opened up.
 
He wasn’t a heartless bastard; he just didn’t fancy being played again.

“I walked in on him and one of the nurses having sex in one
of the empty patient rooms. It turns out he was sleeping with half the hospital
staff. He told me they were just place holders until we got married, that a man
had needs. You’d think I’d have slapped him and told him to stick it where the
sun don’t
shine. But he was so damn
smooth,
he made it almost seem logical. Plus, I didn’t want to let my family down. They
loved
Jackson
,
and for the first time in a long time my mother actually seemed proud of
me.”
 

“What made you change your mind?”

“One of his mistresses had a pregnancy scare, and I realized
how much I was compromising my beliefs and myself. I broke it off, accepted
this job in
Austin
,
and never looked back.”

“You did the right thing, pet. No man should ever disrespect
the woman they claim to love that way.”

“I know that now, yet at the time it was hard to digest.”

“Next time he calls, let me speak with him.”

“I—”

“I promised to take care of you. That means ridding you of
pests from your past, if need be. I won’t stand for anyone making you feel
uncomfortable or harassed.”

She ducked her head, and he grabbed her chin.

“You are mine to care for, do you understand me?”

“Yes, Professor.”

“Good. I want you to come to me with any issues you have,
Sutton.”

She nodded as she squirmed on his lap.

“You’re uncomfortable.”

“It’s disconcerting baring my soul to you. I feel exposed
and vulnerable.”

“That way
lies
the path to true
freedom. You’re beginning to give yourself over to me. Do you trust me to make
the proper decisions?”

“Yes, but it’s not… easy to make the transition.”

“I know, but you’re doing quite well.”

“You’re pleased with me.”

“Yes, I’m very proud to be your Dom. Are you ready to take
the next step in your training?”

“I think so.”

“Next time we play then. For now I want to hold you.”

He nuzzled her neck as she relaxed against him once
more.
 
Next time he would show her how to
please him.

“Sutton?”

“
Mhmm
?”

“If you want this to work, you can’t lie to me like that
again.”

“I understand.”
 

Chapter Eight

 
Sutton was sitting at
her breakfast nook when shame and confusion hit her like a ton of bricks.
Sidney
had brought her to
tears a few nights ago with his spanking.
 
She loved it. What kind of person enjoyed something like that?
 
For the first time since they’d entered their
agreement she found herself questioning her new arrangement.
 
If anyone in her family found out what she
was doing they’d have her committed. Good girls did not lie over their
boyfriend’s lap while he paddled them until they cried and they came close to
orgasm. For a moment there she had hit the plateau of sub space Leigh had
mentioned. Nothing had mattered but the pleasurable pain that had taken her
away from all the stress and drama of reality.

 
Even now her panties
were moist from the thought of being paddled again. She rubbed her thighs
together and nibbled on her bottom lip as her core began to throb with
need.
 
Sidney
had told her not to orgasm until she
saw him again. She thought about disobeying him, but knew he’d be able to tell.
The man was like a human lie detector.
 
Besides,
Sidney
was headed over to her place after work tonight. Sutton had danced around the
topic of spending time in her condo, until he told her in a frank manner he
wouldn’t be anyone’s secret.
 
Carissa had
overnight plans with Michelle, so the timing was perfect.