“Think of this as a hands-on test forbiology.” He nibbled on my neck before whispering low. “Or maybe a humansexuality class, hmm? You have to submit to your professor to pass your finals.Do you want to pass or do you want to fail the class?”
Oh.
I sucked in a breath as he slowly strokedright over the tip of my dick, sending crazy sensations through me. “I…I haveto pass.”
“Then can you submit to your professor? Canyou take the spanking and show him you’ve learned how to be a good sub in hisclass?” Master licked around the shell of my ear, making me moan. “If you’re avery good boy in my class and show me what a good sub you are, I might evengive you the chance to come home with me. Would you like me to keep you, boy?”
I’d jerked off to a dirty version of thisfantasy a thousand times, but it’d never felt so good.
“Yes, Professor.” I had to take a deepbreath to get the words out. “Please give me a chance to pass your class.”
“Good boy.” He stroked his hand down myside and gave my ass a pat as he stepped back. “Show me what a good sub youare.”
My knees were wobbly as I took the finalstep and laid myself over the bench. The leather was just as soft as it’dlooked, but there was something wicked about being so exposed with my asspushed out.
As I settled into place, Master ran hishands over my back and ass. It was almost like I was a horse he was looking tobuy. It was sexy and objectifying all at once, and the mix of sensations mademy dick ache.
I must have given that away because hestroked over my hips again and brushed his hands over the front of my jock. “Doyou know why you’re over the bench for your final exam instead of over my lap?”
Sucking in air, I tried to find my voice.“Your lap…I would…”
Shit.
Trying again, I finally got the words out.“I would be rubbing my dick against your lap, Sir.”
“That’s right.” He gave one last pat to theoffending attention whore that was begging to be petted before he moved hishands back to my ass. “You haven’t been good enough in class to have earned anorgasm with your spanking. You talk back entirely too much for that.”
The fact that it was exactly what I wouldhave expected several of my professors to have said made it all feel even morereal. “I’m sorry, Sir.”
He made a soft noise like he understood,but I knew it didn’t matter.
A flash of heat went through me as his handcame down for the first time, pushing everything else out of my head. I heardmyself gasp, but it was a background noise to the pleased sounds that came fromMaster.
“Oh yes, perfect.”
He stroked over the area he’d spanked…anarea that was probably red, but it was tingly, not painful. “You might thinkyou’re sorry for misbehaving in my class, but it will take more than prettywords to show me that you know your place.”
As his hand came down again and my eyesnearly rolled back in my head with pleasure, it finally hit me…I was falling inlove.
Shit.
Chapter 14
Stuart
He might’ve been worried about how he’dhandle the pain portion of his spanking, but I really thought his main concernshould’ve been what I would do if he came hands-free during his spanking.
I kept the impacts light so he wouldn’t beoverwhelmed, but it looked like every swat pushed him closer to subspace.
Wanting it to last and for him to not getcompletely lost in the moment this time, I brushed my fingers over his tighthole as I slowly stroked over the pink spot where I’d just spanked. “You’regoing to do anything to pass my class, aren’t you, boy?”
Asa’s entire body tensed for a momentbefore he let out a ragged breath and nodded. “Yes, Sir. I have to pass. I’lldo anything.”
Giving him another few swats, I let thesensations build before distracting him again. “You’re going to have to earnyour A from me, but it won’t be easy.”
Teasing the sensitive ring of muscles, Ismiled as he made a low whimper. “I’ll do anything. Please.”
Please let him come was what he meant, butthat wasn’t in the cards today, and I wasn’t sure he really wanted to, anyway. Nomatter how wide he was trying to open his legs. He was a tempting, beautifulslut when he felt safe to let everything go, but he’d feel most wanted when hewas controlled and denied.
