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Lisa was a cute young college girl - she was a freshman, barely eighteen with a full figure and long brown hair. Behind her glasses, she had lovely blue eyes with long lashes. She had a slightly mousy, bookworm type look, young and innocent. She was a studious girl, but unfortunately her intelligence leaned more toward languages than Math, and she was having a hard time applying herself.

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Between her class load and the job that she'd taken to support herself, she was finding college a trying experience - no drugs, alcohol and wild sex for Lisa. She was lucky if she even got a night free to socialise. Professor Dean opened the door, sweeping his eyes over the mousy girl standing nervously in front of it. He took in her full, ample breasts and her wide hips, noting the way she submissively looked downwards like she couldn't quite bring herself to meet his eyes.

He smiled fleetingly - he already knew why Lisa was here Pussy spanking stories see him, but he thought that he might be able to help the young girl, if she was willing to take a little direction. I'm assuming you're here about failing your recent test. Wincing at the word 'failing', Lisa slipped timidly into the professor's office, taking a seat opposite his desk. For the first time, she couldn't help but admire Professor Dean's form - he was young, for a professor.

He had a strong, powerful build, with broad shoulders. He had kind grey eyes that wrinkled around the sides as he smiled.

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There was a little salt in his black hair, but with his commanding voice and his English accent, he was the star of many of his pupil's fantasies, her own included. A blush tainted her cheeks as she looked away, looking down at her clasped hands.

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I can't fail this class, professor. Is there any way I could make it up with extra credit? I've been working so hard, I can't believe I failed. I just didn't have enough time to study, but I can't fail it, sir. I can't. Professor Dean just watched her in silence for a long moment.

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He folded his big hands together on his desk. I know your academic and financial situation, and I know for a fact that failing this class would end your entitlement to a scholarship. But you must understand that I can't really favour one student over another, regardless of circumstances.

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Lisa's face crumpled, tears streaming from her eyes as she sobbed, hunching Pussy spanking stories on herself. What will I do? I won't be able to afford it; I'll have to drop out. My parents will be so disappointed. Isn't there any way? I'll do anything. Those sweet words - music to any man's ears when they were faced with a sweet, innocent eighteen year old. The professor could feel his cock hardening just from watching her cry.

Reaching under the desk, he gave himself a quick squeeze as he watched her, pretending that he was considering his options. After a small pause, he smiled. I believe that you're just in need of a little A little guidance. Someone to manage your time more effectively and make sure you study evenly for your classes. Someone to punish you, if need be. Lisa swallowed thickly and looked up, her face red from crying.

She twisted her hands anxiously in her lap, meeting her professor's eyes briefly before looking down at his desk. Or, I suppose, I can just fail you. I thought your education meant more to you than that, but-" He shrugged nonchalantly and leaned back in his chair. No, I want you to Maybe if you made me up a schedule or something Lisa shifted nervously, looking like she wanted to protest. After a long moment, she gave in and nodded her head.

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Getting up on shaky legs, she locked the office door before standing nervously by the desk, waiting for further instruction. Professor Dean watched her - she was wearing a cute, knee-length skirt. He liked skirts.

Easy access. He retrieved a root of ginger and a knife, setting about peeling and carving it right in front of her. There's an old practice, back in England. When receiving a caning, the subject can clench their buttocks and reduce the pain. Schoolmasters introduced ginger as a way to make sure that those in need of punishment experienced the pain of it fully. Inserted into the anus, it produces a nasty burning sensation which only intensifies as the victim clenches.

Lisa went cold. Her eyes flashed from his face to the ginger he was working on and back again, trying to gauge if he was joking. Her cheeks flushed, her lips parting slightly, her breathing and her heart rate increasing. She was suddenly aware of her breasts, her nipples tightening and grazing her bra. Your word against mine, and it's much easier and more preferable to believe that Pussy spanking stories bitchy student has a problem with getting an F than a respected professor administering corporal punishment.

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Or you can come over here and get over my knee. Your choice. There was a slight bulge down one leg, his cock throbbing in his slacks. Refusing to look at her professor, Lisa dithered for a moment. She ran a shaky hand through her hair and took in a deep breath. He had her, and she knew it. She knew that if she left his office, she could say goodbye to her college education. Maybe she needed what he was offering. Maybe if he disciplined her, guided her, she would do better. Flicking her eyes up, she looked nervously at the ginger, her ass clenching just at the thought.

Then, hesitantly, she got to her feet. She walked over to him, her legs weak and rubbery. Her heart beat excitedly in her chest. She could hear the blood rushing through her ears. Her face felt like it was on fire, and she was disturbed to realise that she was wet. After one final pause, she laid herself gingerly over her professor's lap, stiff as a board. He shifted in his seat before moving her, pulling and pushing until she was resting over his thighs, her ass up in the air, her groin pressed tightly against one of his muscular thighs.

I'm not going to have you try to interfere. Lisa flushed - he was right, she had never been spanked. She Pussy spanking stories in a breath, feeling intimately aware of her body as she reached her hands behind her, letting him take them and tie them behind her back tightly. She could feel his warm thigh against her groin, the blood rushing to her head as he pressed down on her back slightly, angling her ass up in the air.

Her breath came in quiet pants as she squirmed. Once he'd secured her hands, the professor wasted no time in lifting her skirt. He smirked at the wet spot on her white panties, fingering over it lightly, feeling Lisa jump and twitch against him. Maybe this is what you needed all along, hm? Someone to take charge and make you able for your actions. You wouldn't be the first girl. Nor will you be the last. That ass would be a fiery red by the time he was done with it.

He stroked her buttocks slowly before sliding his fingers down, slipping between her folds. She was so slick and hot against his fingers, so ready for him when he hadn't even started playing with her yet. I've never- I'm a virgin. There was an ache deep inside her that begged to be filled, that begged for those fingers to slide deep inside her warm, wet pussy.

It doesn't matter if you're a virgin. Virgins can still be horny little sluts. When he came up against resistance, he stopped - no point breaking her cherry on his fingers when he could eventually break it with his cock. She'd barely explored herself down there - she had always felt unsure. She had never known what to do.

She bit down on a moan at the feel of his rough, thick finger inside of her - if she felt that full with half his finger inside, she didn't know how someone ever took a cock. Professor Dean slipped his finger out of her tight, wet cunt and wiped it on the back of her leg. You can't fool me - not when I can see exactly how wet you are. Lisa jerked and clenched, letting out a little squeak. At first, the slap didn't really register, but the feeling quickly caught up with her. Pussy spanking stories stung, making her squirm, fighting against the tie keeping her arms behind her back.

Feeling that sting, she changed her mind. Just let me go, I'll just fail and I Pussy spanking stories know. I don't want to do this.

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