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  Without warning, he stood and lifted me with him, making me gasp in anticipation and pleasure.

  “Now tell me you’ve been a very bad girl,” he said and pushed me down on his desk, lifted my skirt and exposed my bare ass to him as he stood behind me. “Tell me you deserve your punishment.”

  I felt so light headed I thought I might faint. The freedom I was experiencing at being under his spell was exhilarating.

  I stretched across the desk, hooked my fingers on the edge at the front, closed my eyes and waited for Adam to take me to pure, blissful heaven.

  “I deserve whatever you have in store for me, professor.”

  Adam

  I didn’t know how I’d managed to live my life this long without her in it.

  How had I gotten up each morning before I had a purpose? How had I carried on like my life had meaning before she’d given it direction?

  She obeyed my order, laid across the desk and presented her perfect, round ass to me.

  “Beautiful girl,” I rasped, my own voice almost unrecognizable to me. It was so thick with desire, with need, with…love…that I could barely understand what had happened.

  She’d changed my heart and soul, but also my body…I was reacting to her on a deeper level than anyone else I’d ever been with. It felt good, it felt right, and it felt like I was completely in her thrall in spite of the fact that I was seemingly in charge here.

  I dragged her skirt up to her hips, exposing her pale flesh and perfect, plump ass. I ran my hand along her smooth cheek, cupped it and slipped my thumb into the heat between her legs.

  She moaned and moved to open her thighs wider, slid my thumb further along her dripping cleft and wiggled it as her breath sped up and she gasped. “What do you want me to do, professor?”

  “I want you to understand that you are my little pet now,” I said, “you belong to me. You are mine. From here on out, you will obey me, my pet. My little whore, my precious little baby girl.”

  I saw her tense up at the word whore and wondered if I’d gone too far, but she relaxed a second later and exhaled in pleasure. “Whatever you want, professor. Your wish is my command.”

  How quickly we’d stepped into these roles, it almost boggled my mind at the speed in which we fell into step with each other. It seemed almost impossible that we hadn’t even known each other just a few days before.

  “Good girl. And you know what happens with good girls?”

  She tensed up as I slid my thumb inside of her, her pussy clenched and she perked up. “What happens?”

  “Good things,” I replied and began to fuck her slowly with my thumb, reveling in each thrust, each and every flutter of her cunt. “Very good things…”

  I stood behind her, removed my thumb and unzipped my pants. I pulled myself free, positioned my cockhead at the entrance of her tight, wet, heat and pushed myself inside.

  “Oh god, Adam…” she moaned and gripped the edge of the desk. “Professor…I’ll be a good girl for you, I’ll be your pet, I want to belong to you.”

  “You do,” I rasped and thrust inside of her, building rhythm and speed as our bodies joined together in our shared pleasure. “You belong to me, pet, you are mine!”

  I grasped her hips and buried my cock as deep as I could, ground my hips against her until she screamed her sobbing orgasm. I could feel her milking me, desperate to drain me of my seed.

  I couldn’t hold back, as much as I wanted to extend our sex and draw this out, I was done. I felt a heat building in the base of my back, it traveled to my balls and down the length of my cock where I exploded deep inside my pretty little pet.

  I collapsed over her, caressed her lightly and whispered words of love into her ear as we both recovered from our orgasms.

  It felt like coming down off a cloud, she sent me so high with her love and submission to me that drifting back to earth was inevitable.

  After my cock slipped out of her, I helped her up. She turned around and sat on the desk facing me. She wrapped her arms around me and kissed me, hungry and demanding as if I hadn’t just fucked her, as if we were just beginning.

  That was the amazing thing about her, our sex simply led to more, there was no end in sight of our desire and our love.

  Every encounter I had with her would simply lead to more, and every time we were together was simply the one more step in our long life together, our future.

  It was inevitable, us being together now that we’d found each other was as natural as breathing or seeking sunshine on your face.

  She was mine, and I was hers, but she would let me take control as my nature demanded it, and she submitted to me as hers also dictated.

  We were perfect together and our lives were perfectly aligned now that we’d found one another.

  We kissed until we had to get back to our days. I helped her smooth her hair and look less like she’d just been fucked across my desk before she left my office.

  “I’ll see you after your next class,” I told her just before she opened the door.

  “I’ll be here…professor,” she replied, her eyes meeting mine and her cheeks pinking with a demure blush. I almost didn’t let her leave, I almost pulled her back and fucked her again, but had my own class to teach.

  God damned responsibilities, but the day would be over before I knew it and I could take my pet home for our play time. For our love.

  She left and I looked down at the notes I had prepared for my next class, all of it feeling detached and unnecessary, as if life had no meaning unless I was buried deep in my beautiful girl.

  But life had to be lived, and moments away from her had to be endured, like the string between pearls on a necklace. Necessary but not the beautiful part. Moments with Sabrina were the pearls, each one precious and valuable and the entire point of existence.

  Sabrina

  Several weeks after that first fateful day in Adam’s class, I officially moved in with him. Ricky had settled down since her initial jealousy and was still playing the field. She had helped me pack boxes up from my car though, and after we’d had some tea, she left me alone to unpack.

  I hadn’t left him since that first night, but I finally gave up my own place and his beautiful apartment became mine as well.

  I decorated it a little differently, added my touch, but more importantly I finally felt like it was really my home…our home together.

  True to his word, Adam managed to work everything out with the college. I think the administrators were a little frustrated at the young professors who couldn’t keep their hands off their students, but our relationship didn’t end up interfering with his work.

  We even spent a lot of time with another couple similar to us, Adam’s friend Lock and his fiancé, Britt. They were going to get married any time to avoid any rule breaking with the college, but Adam and I somehow flew under the radar.

  Not that he hadn’t asked me. Adam had asked me several times, but each one of them hadn’t felt sincere to me. He didn’t produce a ring and I barely knew his family. It felt too early, and not quite right.

  He did love my family though, that was amazing. Mom and dad and all my siblings adored him and he charmed them endlessly. We’d gone out there for Thanksgiving and they hadn’t embarrassed me too badly.

  Well, at least until mom had cracked open the baby albums and had shown Adam a few cute ones, along with some of me in the bath or sunbathing in the nude.

  Adam had loved it though, even taking pics of me with his phone and using one as wallpaper on his phone. He had a selfie of us kissing for his lock screen, and then on his phone background there I was, a cutie sitting in my grandma’s garden.

  I was busy unpacking one of my boxes in the kitchen when Adam came home from work.

  “How are you doing settling in, my little pet?” he asked as he shrugged out of his jacket and hung it up at the front door.

  “I’m almost through all the boxes,” I replied, looking up from where I was sorting some of my spices. “You hav
e a very bland pallet, my love. I’m glad I’m here to introduce you to the wide world of flavors beyond pepper and seasoning salt.”

  He laughed and came around the wide kitchen island, wrapped his arms around me and kissed my neck. “I am lucky to have a little spitfire like you in my life to show me the way. And I’ll keep showing you the way to spice in our sex lives.”

  “Sounds like the perfect partnership,” I joined him in laughter and turned to kiss him. It was a familiar motion now, and yet every time our lips connected, I felt the thrill of lust and love go shivering down my spine.

  I didn’t think I’d ever get tired of him kissing me. I would definitely never grow tired of him inside of me.

  And I would most definitely never become tired of him dominating me, claiming me as his and making him know that he was in charge…that I belonged to him completely.

  His hands moved along my body, under my shirt and to my bare skin. My nipples puckered and I sucked my breath through my teeth, almost dropping the little jar of spice I was holding.

  I set it on the counter and lifted my arms around his neck, accepting his demanding kisses as he trailed them down my neck to the top of my shirt.

  I threw my head back, he tucked his hands under my behind and lifted me up to the kitchen island in one swift motion.

  “I know what I want for dinner,” he said and pushed himself between my thighs. “I know exactly what I’ve been craving all day.

  This was exactly why I didn’t wear panties at home anymore, he was always demanding access to my pussy and had torn more than a few pairs off me.

  “I know, I dressed for it,” I laughed and let his hand move between my legs as he kissed me lower, tugging at the bottom of my tee shirt with his other hand.

  “I want to taste you, my little pet,” he said, kissing me lower and pulling at my shirt until my breasts were exposed and he fell to them, sucking and nibbling.

  I groaned and let him push my thighs wider, he dipped lower and licked his way down my body, slowly, intently, driving me a little bit crazier with each and every inch of his movement.

  It was slow excruciating progress for him to slide his tongue from my breasts to the fringe of my pubic hair, the swell of my mound.

  And even longer for him to finally press his fingers on either side of my slit and expose my sensitive pussy for him to admire and torture me with as he looked.

  “Your pussy is beautiful,” he said, as if admiring his greatest possession. In a way, it was. Anything I had was his, and this was his favorite part of me. “I love seeing your sweet little pink cunt.”

  “It’s yours, all yours,” I replied and looked down at him, his face between my thighs, that look of admiration on his face. God, he was so sexy like this I would do anything he told me to.

  Anything at all.

  He buried his face in my pussy and began to eat me like I’d never been eaten before. He was like a starving man, attacking the only nourishment he’d had in weeks and I was the most delicious morsel he’d ever had.

  I loved the way he made me feel, like I was the sexy center of his universe, like his world wouldn’t exist without me in it…basically the same way he made me feel.

  My life wasn’t the same anymore, and I couldn’t imagine existing without Adam by my side, in my bed, in my heart and commanding my every move.

  He flicked his tongue along my clit and sparks of pleasure exploded from the base of my back, like fireworks snaking along my limbs with each of his desperate licks.

  I couldn’t hold back, I let myself hit the top of the peak and down the other side, a sense of flight and weightless freedom leaving me breathless.

  I gripped the edge of the counter and panted until I was able to smile and look down at Adam where he still licked my cleft languidly.

  He stopped at last, kissed the inside of each of my thighs and looked up at me with a crooked smile.

  “You know from the moment you fell down those stairs, I knew I had to protect you, to claim you as mine.”

  “I know,” I replied quietly as I reflected on that fateful day. “I wanted you the minute I saw you, to be honest.”

  “I suspected that, especially after catching you ogling me several times during my lecture.”

  He laughed but grew serious. He reached down and fumbled around in his pocket and produced something that took me a moment to recognize.

  “Is that…” My voice trailed off as my throat clenched with emotion.

  “It is,” he replied, still between my legs with his face still glistening from my pussy juices coating him.

  He flipped the velvet box open and showed me the most beautiful shiny gigantic diamond ring I’d ever seen.

  “Will you do me the honor of becoming my bride, Sabrina? My perfect little pet? I know I’ve asked you before but I didn’t have a ring. Now I do, so it’s official…will you marry me?”

  I exhaled slowly and put my hands to my mouth in pure shock and excitement. I lost my voice though, I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t find the words to tell him how much I wanted to be with him, to marry him and belong to him forever.

  “Well?” he asked with a bemused grin but I could see a little nervousness creeping into the corners of his mouth. “Don’t make me beg, my sweet pet. I would, but that’s not exactly how I pictured this going down.”

  I squeaked and a croak came out and I said, “Yes.”

  “What was that? I didn’t quite hear you,” he said with a laugh. He knew what my answer was, but he was having fun with me now.

  “Yes….yes! Yes I’ll be your wife.”

  “Did you just say you’ll be my wife?” His eyes sparkled with mischief and I had to smile.

  “Yes, a thousand times, yes. I’m sorry but I wasn’t expecting this. You caught me off guard.”

  “You had to know I wanted this,” he said and stood, still between my legs and still slick with my pussy juices. He took my hand and slid the ring onto my finger, and just like that, it really was official. I was his.

  “I did, I thought you were mostly joking though.”

  “I had to get my grandmother’s ring from my mother and have it resized for you. Your fingers are much more slender than my Hungarian peasant ancestors.”

  “When did you get my ring size?”

  “You are an awfully deep sleeper,” he said with a grin and held my hand out so we could both admire how well it looked on my finger. “It was easy, I snuck over when you were snoring one night on the couch. Remember when we were watching that super hero movie a few weeks ago?”

  I nodded and couldn’t take my eyes off the huge diamond.

  “I figured it out then. You didn’t even noticed, although having to pull your hand out of the bowl of popcorn made me feel a little like somebody in Mission Impossible.”

  “You’re impossible,” I laughed and pretended to slap his arm. “I didn’t fall asleep like that.”

  “You did, and I have the video to prove it.”

  “You don’t.”

  “I do, but it doesn’t matter. I love looking at it and knowing that you are so comfortable around me that you’ll fall asleep like that. It means our love is authentic, genuine. You are safe in my presence.”

  “And you’re a creepy stalker,” I laughed.

  “If that’s what you call it, then I’m guilty. Now why don’t we stop arguing semantics and get naked? Celebrate this engagement with a good old fashioned balls deep fuck?”

  Even though we were fooling around and playing with each other, the moment he said those words, my body turned to liquid heat and I was immediately ready to go.

  I reached down, grabbed his thick shaft through the fabric of his pants and realized so was he.

  As much as we loved to tease each other, our bodies were very serious when it came to sex.

  And our hearts were even more serious when it came to love.

  I unbuttoned his pants and hooked my feet behind his thighs, pulled him in against me. He lifted me in his arms and carried
me like that to the bedroom, articles of clothing leaving a trail behind us as we went, until we reached the bed and were completely naked.

  Except for my ring, of course, I didn’t think I’d ever take that off.

  I felt him lay me down on the bed and I pulled him to me, felt him slip deep inside as we expressed our love for each other yet again.

  It didn’t matter how many times we did this, I would never grow tired of the first moment his thick cock head split my lips open and stretched my pussy wide.

  He filled me up, with his cock and his love, and as he rocked on top of me, plunging in and out rhythmically, I knew that there were some simple facts about our life together from that moment onwards.

  Our love would never die, and I would never be without him ever again.

  And I would always belong to him.

  Mind, body, heart and soul.

  The End

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