Climax: Volume 2

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by Ella Ford


  But then he pulled out of me and I felt his hand release my wrists. Before I could do anything, he was on me, grabbing my hair and pulling me onto the couch, twisting my body so that I was facing up and looking directly at him. His granite features peered down at me as he held me there, gripping my hair in a tight fist. Then he pulled me up until my face was inches from his throbbing, glistening cock.

  Without saying a word, he began to work his cock with his free hand, moving in a blur of fast motion, up and down the thick shaft. I glanced forwards, struggling to focus my eyes, fighting against the fading memory of the orgasm as it departed my exhausted body. At once, Professor Cole’s hand became jerky and quick. He bent over slightly and growled out loud, lifting his enormous head and panting at the ceiling. Then his cock exploded, spraying wads of hot, sticky seed on my waiting face. Again and again he spasmed, showering me in his lust, covering me with it until my face was slick with him. Without thinking, my tongue flicked out and greedily lapped it from my cheeks, my lips, devouring the long strands that dripped from the end of his pulsing cock. He grunted and moaned, emptying himself and raging against the sensations inside his body, wracked with an energy that I could only wonder about as he soaked me in his cum.

  Then he released me, allowing me to fall back onto the sofa, my pussy singing, my ass burning, my face covered in his warm juices. He staggered back and collapsed into his chair, legs falling apart, tree-trunk-like arms hanging limply at his sides, head down. For endless minutes we lay there, panting, the air hot with lust and sweat, and alive with sexual energy.

  “Don’t. Do it. Again,” he finally said.

  “Yes. Sir,” I replied with a whisper.

  Epilogue

  I’d been a naughty girl again. I couldn’t help myself, I thought as I kneeled on the plush rug of Professor Cole’s study, naked as the day I was born, arms folded behind my back and head lowered.

  Professor Cole liked both Kate and myself to think about what we’d done before we were punished, to meditate on the reasons for the pain we were about the endure and how we might improve ourselves. On this particular occasion, I’d broken curfew, returning home on a college night at a quarter past eleven. I swear, I didn’t mean to, but the taxi driver got lost as he drove me out to the Cole’s remote residence. Nevertheless, I accepted that I had to learn. Maybe next time I’d set off half an hour earlier, allowing for mishaps and accidents like this. That’s what a good girl would do. I knew that with all my heart.

  I never did get around to moving into dorms, at least not yet. For some reason, I kept finding reasons to stay with the Coles. And I soon found out that Kate accepted and approved of her husband’s desire to show me how to improve myself, and she even sometimes watched my corrections herself, slipping her slender fingers between her legs as her husband slapped my bare bottom until I squealed and cried.

  Behind me, Professor Cole entered the room and closed the door behind him. I caught a whiff of his manly scent, expensive cologne and the sweat of a day’s work, but I didn’t turn around. I’d see him soon enough, and breaking meditation was what bad girls do, girls who can’t resist temptation. I wasn’t one of them. I was good.

  He stalked around me with measured steps, then I heard a new sound, the sound of leather on cloth, and I chanced a glimpse ahead of me. Professor Cole was slowly, methodically, sliding his thick leather belt out from around his waist, gathering it in his hand and gazing at me with that almost expressionless look of deep thought and contemplation. This was his time to meditate, to think about what was about to happen.

  I gazed at the belt as it slid from his pants, and a slight tremble of nervous trepidation rippled through my body. This was new!

  “Jennifer,” he began, curling the buckle end of the belt around his meaty fist. “Do you know why we’re here?”

  THE END

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