Trained To Submit

An eBook By Powerone.

Michael drew next to her, his nose just inches from her neck as he inhaled in the perfume. "A mystifying fragrance, just as you are, Monika." He wanted to kiss her neck, sure that she wouldn’t mind, but he wanted her to work at seducing him. So much more fun and it would make her more amenable to the acts he would give her to perform in order to get the job, though he never had a girl refuse, though some had been reluctant. But he liked a bit of reluctance in the girls he selected, not wanting brainless bimbos.

She shivered when he came so close, her body tense as she waited for him to touch her, but he moved away without doing it, Monika disappointed, but more determined. "I was wondering if I could make an appointment to see you later." She quickly remembered, her hand sliding back and forth where her blouse split open, letting her fingers glide along the opened blouse, Michael’s eyes following her every movement. She felt another button pop open unexpectedly, so she took advantage of the situation, her finger tracing along her cleavage until she found the cross, the gold heated by her skin. She fingered it nervously.

Such lovely tits she had, tanned pillows for his head or his cock, her fingers playing along her cleavage to attract his attention, Michael not wanting to disappoint her. "I always have time for you, Monika. What time?"

"Three, if you’re available."

"Of course, that would be fine. I look forward to

seeing you." He watched as she walked out of the hall, the soft clatter of her heels, the hypnotic sway of her ass, even the rustle of her short skirt as she walked away. Michael enjoyed a luscious ass more than most men. As Monika would soon learn.

* * * *

Dana was in his office, grading some papers for his afternoon class.

"Are you just about finished?"

She looked up at the sound of his voice. Dana smiled at Michael. This was her last semester, graduating in June. She would miss Michael. And the unbelievable sex, still not able to fathom the pleasure she got from him or understand why she enjoyed pleasing him so much. In spite of the things that he demanded her to do. Or maybe because of what he demanded her to do. She knew why he was

asking, hearing the click of the lock on the door as Michael closed it. She felt him behind her, shivering when his hands touched her shoulders, Michael never failing to excite her with his touch. "Do you want me?" She looked up to see the bulge in his pants. She knew better than to ask why he was that way, sure that one of his students had enticed him with her lovely body, Dana doing it also at one time.

"Yes, I would hate to go through another class with a hard-on." He rubbed the front of his pants boldly, Dana watching his hand, her tongue coming out of her mouth and licking her lips. "Your mouth, I think," Michael proclaiming his preference.

Dana could already taste him in her mouth as she got up from the chair. She took off her sweater, unbuttoning it slowly. She reached back and deftly undid her bra, letting it slip off

her arms and placing it on the desk. Michael liked her naked, at least to her waist, when she sucked his cock, enjoying feeling up her tits and tugging on her nipples. She kneeled obediently at his feet, her hands undoing his pants with two years of practice, the zipper sliding down, his cock straining to get out of his shorts. She pulled his pants down to his ankles, reaching out with her mouth to grip the edge of his shorts in her teeth, adroitly pulling them down effortlessly with her mouth, teasing him with her abilities. His cock sprang to life in front of her, freed of the tight confines of his pants and shorts, bobbing up and down. She knew every inch of it, all eight inches, her hands, her tongue and mouth exploring it with such intimacy. Her hands cupped his heavily laden balls, feeling the heat as she gently squeezed them until his cock twitched in pleasure.

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