Aries (The Erotic Zodiac Book 6)

by Livia Lang

  Thinking rapidly, he came up with a lesson plan for the day. She was still his student, however taboo their arrangement was, and he intended to teach her several valuable things. The first had been the day before, where he taught her that her actions had consequences, and she should feel humbled by her choices. Today's lesson would be different; he was going to teach her some discipline.

  "Alright, now I want you to get on your hands and knees right in front of my chair."

  She flipped her hair over her shoulder and gave him a knowing look. "You prefer doggy style, professor?"

  "Oh, this isn't for sex. No, instead you are going to act as my foot rest."

  Her shocked expression was something he would savor for weeks. Fury flashed in her eyes, but she quickly stamped it down. She knew their arrangement, and after having to wear his cum around the day before, she didn't seem eager to push his boundaries. He was not intimidated by her little tantrums; she’d learned that already.

  Silently, she dropped to the floor and made a tabletop with her back. When Felix swung his feet onto her back, she merely grunted in annoyance, but managed to keep her tongue in check.

  "You are learning quickly," he chuckled, grabbing a research journal from his desk. "Now, I'm going to do some work. You just stay there, holding very still."

  He might as well have asked her to fly to the moon. Victoria couldn't manage to keep still more than about five minutes without shifting, or yawning, or doing something else annoying. Each time she broke formation, however, he would give her a hard slap on the ass.

  They spent nearly an hour like that, him reading article after article and her getting repeatedly punished. Eventually, Felix noticed that she was rubbing her thighs together slightly, and her breathing was becoming a bit labored. Her punishments had only seemed to make her deeply aroused.

  Smiling to himself, he put down the journal. "How are you doing?"

  "Fine," she panted, staring straight ahead. Her voice had grown husky, however.

  "You're so proud, which I admire. However, I'd like you to remember that asking for help is never a bad thing. For example, if you had asked for help with your homework earlier, you perhaps wouldn't be in this position and failing my class."

  She stared silently ahead, but he could see her thighs rubbing together ever so subtly.

  "You've been learning discipline, but I don't want to punish you too much. If you need some release, all you have to do is ask."

  "Release?"

  "You know what I mean." He ran a hand along her back idly, enjoying the softness of her skin. "I can help you with the frustration that has been building with every spank."

  Biting her lip, she shot him a quick look. Need was written all over her face, but she was at war with herself. She couldn't make herself beg for him to touch her, to admit how much she was enjoying this.

  He sighed, picking up his journal again. "Fine, have it your way. We can do this all day."

  Several minutes later she shifted her weight noticeably, and he gave her another hard slap on the ass. Unlike the previous times, this one made her moan softly. Felix raised his hand again, hovering it threateningly in the air.

  "Shall I spank you again?"

  "No, please," she said, closing her eyes. "It's getting too much to take."

  "Because you’re so turned on?"

  She nodded once, making Felix's cock throb. Watching her building excitement, knowing she couldn't deny the urges he was creating by punishing her, was the greatest aphrodisiac he could imagine.

  "If you ask me for release, very nicely, then I'll help you."

  There was a long silence, then Victoria took in a shuddering breath. "Please."

  "Please, what?"

  "Please, Professor. I need release."

  "Get on the couch."

  She scrambled up, sitting down on the leather sofa that took up half his office. She spread her legs for him, her eyes begging. Her arrogance was gone, and all he could see was need.

  He settled on the floor between her legs, taking in her beautiful folds. He ran his tongue between them, gripping her legs hard. A full-body shudder went through her at his touch, and she whimpered softly above him. Knowing she was his fully now, he began to lick her more aggressively.

  He played with the length of her slit, moving from her wet hole all the way up to her little nub. She tasted so sweet, he just couldn't get enough. Over and over he teased her, making her hips buck into his face and her hands grip his hair.

  Knowing her climax was gaining ground, he focused all his attention on her clit. As he sucked on the sensitive bud, he shoved two of his fingers into her waiting hole. She squealed and writhed from the intrusion, moving her hips in time with the thrusting of his fingers. He worked her hard in that position, moving his hand like a piston inside of her.

  "Professor," she moaned, rubbing her hands on her breasts. She was tweaking her own nipples to help push herself over the finish line, and Felix loved watching it. "I'm so close."

  "Come for me. Do it now!" he growled, curling his fingers inside of her.

  The pads of his fingertips hit her g-spot just right, making her scream out curses of ecstasy. She tumbled over the edge, her body jerking powerfully as jolts of pleasure ran through her spine. Felix hung on tight, continuing to lick and tease her slit throughout her orgasm, until she collapsed backwards at last into a heap.

  "Oh my god," she whispered, her legs falling limp on either side of Felix's head.

  He wiped his mouth, enjoying the lingering taste of her pussy on his lips. Watching her orgasm was unlike anything he had ever experienced before. Giving her that pleasure was nearly as good as coming himself; he felt protective ownership toward the brash, beautiful young woman before him.

  He had a full day ahead of him though, and he knew he needed to keep her wanting more. So instead of diving back into her sweet pussy, which was really what he wanted to do, he stood up and straightened his tie.

  "I think that concludes today's little lesson. Get yourself cleaned up and go to class. I'll call you later with more specific instructions."

  She nodded weakly, her face still flushed with joy. After collecting the clothes that were strewn around the room, she got dressed quickly. He ignored her and settled back at his desk.

  When she was ready to go, she lingered just a second at the doorway, giving him a confused look. However, he didn’t give in.

  Felix nodded at her once, sending her silently on her way. He had many more plans for her, but for now, he wanted Victoria to go reflect on the pleasure and discipline he could bring her life.

  3

  The next day, Felix dialed Victoria's phone number, setting his feet up on his desk. It was bright and early in the morning, and he'd already had two cups of coffee. He had found that getting up with the sunrise was surprisingly easy when he had a day of Victoria to look forward to.

  She picked up on the second ring. "Hello?"

  "Good morning, my pet," he said, smiling at the sound of her sexy voice. It was light and twinkling, with a hidden note of defiance it in that made him want to spank her just for picking up the phone. He made a mental note that phone sex with her would be an experiment worth trying.

  "Hello, Professor." She sighed like the brat she was. "What torment do you have ready for me today?"

  He chuckled. She was trying to sound uninterested and doing a very poor job of it. He had a strong suspicion that she was probably lying in bed talking to him, her hand already down the front of her panties.

  "You did so well yesterday that I thought I'd go easy on you. Today I just want you to dress special for me."

  "How so? I have to go to class today."

  "I know. Don't worry; I won't make you go naked to school – even if that is a very tempting possibility. However, I do have a fantasy I'd like you to fulfill. I have such a thing for naughty schoolgirls. A short plaid skirt, some tall socks, maybe a ponytail. You know the look. I want you to wear that all day today. Seeing you in clas
s like that is going to be the highlight of my week."

  "That sounds almost too easy," she said suspiciously. "Is there a catch?"

  "When you come to class, I want you to sit in the front row. And give me little peeks up your skirt while I teach." He reached down to adjust his cock, which was thickening at just the idea of her little show. He wasn't entirely sure he could make it through an entire class period with Victoria teasing him; he could barely picture it in his mind without wanting to explode.

  "You are so dirty, Professor." She said it a little breathlessly, a note of desire lacing every word.

  "Are you touching yourself?" he asked, dropping his voice huskily. "Are you rubbing your clit while we talk? Are you coming to enjoy our little games?"

  There was a long silence, which told him everything he needed to know. He had caught Victoria in the act, and her embarrassment radiated through the phone. She couldn't even manage to come up with one of her snotty remarks.

  "I've got to go. I'll see you in class," she stuttered out at last, quickly hanging up the phone.

  "Can't wait, my darling," he chuckled to himself.

  He put his feet up on the desk and stretched his arms over his head. There were still several hours to go before class, but he already knew it would be a lesson he'd remember for years. That was the thing about Victoria – she had a way of getting under his skin, making herself at home. She was exasperating, and bratty, and everything he had ever wanted.

  * * *

  Felix was standing at his podium, discussing the homework assignment with a small group of students. It was five minutes before class and several high-strung freshmen were already pestering him with endless questions about their grade and how to write their essay. He was trying to avoid the temptation to beat his head against the chalkboard; why undergraduates wanted him to hold their hand through the most basic of assignments was beyond him.

  Out of the corner of his eye he saw the door open. In sashayed Victoria, her head held high. Every eye in the room rocketed to her, and mouths popped open.

  She was wearing a red plaid skirt that was so short Felix was sure it was borderline illegal. The way the fabric swayed while she walked had a hypnotic effect, and just highlighted how tight and round her ass was. She had on knee-high white socks and black Mary Jane shoes, which made her legs look even leaner and longer than normal. Her belly was bare, as the white crop top she had on didn't extend much past her boobs.

  She gave Felix as triumphant look, flicking her long auburn ponytail over her shoulder as she made her way to the front row. She looked saucy, bratty, and irresistible. The most maddening thing was that she knew it - she knew exactly the effect she was having on her professor.

  "What a naughty girl," he murmured softly.

  He’d already had a long list of things he wanted to do to her that day, and seeing her in that outfit only made it grow exponentially. Her pouty mouth was screaming to be used, as were the treasure zones hiding underneath that scandalous skirt. He was going to claim her darkest places as his own at the end of class, that was for certain.

  "Alright, everyone get in your seats. Class is about to begin," he said with a clap, making the students around his desk scurry away. He didn't care about them, not at the moment. His mind was only focused on Victoria and the sly smile she was giving him.

  He began the day's lesson, which was focused on the female reproductive track. Dimming the lights, he started a slideshow. As photos of healthy vulvae flashed by, he tried to stay focused. However, every picture reminded him of the sweet pussy that Victoria was currently hiding from him.

  "And here we see the clitoral hood," he lectured, waving his laser pointer at a slide. "Men, try to write this down in your notes so you might hope to find it. Lady friends will thank you." A titter went up around the room, and he took a moment to let the students laugh. He then launched into the next slide. "And here is the labia minora. For those of you not copying the diagram, do remember that I will be testing you on this next week."

  He glanced up from his lecture, daring to look at Victoria for the first time. She was busy writing down notes, seemingly focused entirely on the slideshow. However, as soon as his eyes were on her, she began to part her legs ever so slowly. Her tanned thighs slid open, and he saw a flash of white panty covering her sweet mound.

  Felix swallowed hard and drew his eyes back to the screen. Making sure to keep his body behind the podium, to hide the monster erection Victoria had started, he tried to soldier on. "Now let's look at a diagram from the side. Note the location of the cervix at the head of the vaginal canal."

  He managed to make it through the basics of anatomy, and was about to start the discussion on health issues pertaining to the reproductive system. However, before he could move the talk forward his eyes forced their way back to Victoria.

  Her legs were now spread wide, clearly showing off her panties. She had a hand laying in her lap, between her legs. To most of the room it probably looked entirely innocent, but from where he stood he could clearly see that she was rubbing her fingertips lightly over her mound. She was biting her lip as she did so, keeping herself from making too much noise.

  Felix gripped the podium tightly with one hand, and fumbled with his remote. The next slide popped up, and he began to discuss it robotically. The long-rehearsed words came out easily, but he hardly noticed. All of his attention was on the pleasure that was drifting across Victoria's face. She was squirming now, her hand moving quicker.

  Suddenly she stuffed her hands inside of her panties, probing her wet depths. She pulled it back out quickly, moving so fast that no one but Felix noticed. She gave him a small smile as she put her fingers to her lips, sucking off her juices right in the middle of class.

  "Alright, I think that is enough for today," he said abruptly, flipping off the slideshow. "Let's call it a day and meet up next week."

  A tiny girl named Jessica in the second row put up her hand. "Uh, Professor? There is still thirty minutes of class left..."

  "Then you should use this extra time to get caught up in your reading. Be sure to have read chapter five by the next class."

  The rest of the students began shuffling around, grabbing their stuff in confusion. Felix ignored them as they filed out of the room. His eyes stayed locked on Victoria, who held his gaze unwaveringly. The classroom could have crumbled down around him brick by brick and he wouldn't have noticed.

  At last the door shut for a final time, leaving them locked alone. Felix loosened his tie, keeping his eyes on her. He drank in her long legs and the way her nipples were pressing against her shirt. From head to toe, she was his ultimate fantasy, and she was his for only a limited amount of time. He knew that he had to seal the deal right then, and make sure she never wanted to leave his side.

  4

  "You don't have long before your servitude is up," Felix said, looking up at the clock.

  Victoria stood before him, her nipples pressed hard against her tiny shirt. She didn't respond to his words, only continued to stare at him with her big eyes. Her former defiance was gone, and submission was written all over her face.

  "How do you want to spend the final half hour?"

  Her eyebrows shot up at the question, and she stammered in her reply. "What do you meant what do I want to do?"

  Felix smiled soothingly. "I've had plenty of fun with this arrangement. Now, with the final minutes ticking past, I'm going to be very generous and let you pick. We can do anything you want - even if it's just standing here and staring at each other silently."

  Felix knew he was taking a chance by letting Victoria decide their course of action. She could very well want to spend the next half hour flipping him off, telling him she wanted absolutely no more sexual interactions. But he had decided to take the risk. He wanted her to beg for him, to tell him that she wanted hot, nasty sex as much as he did. He wanted an ultimate victory over her, and the only way he could do that was if she admitted that her inner freak fucking loved the depra
vity they'd experienced so far. It was her final lesson – that she had to claim her own happiness.

  She blinked slowly, her face scrunched in concentration. He knew that she must be internally at war, one part of her wanting to protect her dignity and what was left of her modesty. The other part was desperate for release after her shameless display during class.

  Felix crossed his fingers and waited, hoping with every fiber of his being that he had made the right call.

  "I need..." she started, the words coming out with difficulty.

  "Yes?"

  She swallowed, a blush beginning to creep up her neck, soon covering her pretty cheeks with a soft hue. "I need...to finish."

  "Because you got excited showing yourself to me during class."

  She nodded, biting her lip. "I can't believe I'm saying this. I should walk out that door and tell you off, but all I want is to have one final session with you." Her voice was low, and he had to lean close to hear her admission.

  "I want that too." He ran a hand up her arm, feeling the goose bumps that rose at his touch. "Go stand in front of that table, and I'll make your wish come true. Don't look at me, just stand there and wait."

  He pointed to a long table sitting at the side of the lecture hall, which must have been used by some other class. Victoria followed his command eagerly, standing in front of the table with her back to him. Her legs were quivering in anticipation.

  Felix had never seen anything more erotic than Victoria standing there, waiting for him. Her body seemed to hum in need, a need that only he could fill. And by god, was he going to fill it. With every single inch of his cock.

  "Slide down your panties," he commanded, stalking up behind her hungrily.

  She reached underneath her skirt, which barely covered her ass anyway, and slid down her white thong. She let the fabric fall to her ankles, and Felix groaned as the little scrap of cloth slid down her long, tanned legs.