Discipline

She walked toward me full of intent, I stood frozen.  The words “be careful what you wish for” echoed through my head as I eyed this evil version of Jessica Rabbit before me.  I was hard and afraid all in one instant.  She told me to kneel and I did.  She stepped closer and I inhaled deeply, enjoying her perfume and the smell of leather.  I looked up with a hungry smile and was met with her backhand.  “No one said for you to smile” she said. Anger coursed through my veins and I swallowed hard on my pride.

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Higher Learning (Part 4)

Higher Learning

A Lucy Winthrop Adventure

Part Four

(A Taste of Honey)

The first parts of this story can be found below 

(Higher Learning: Pt. 1, Higher Learning Pt. 2, Higher Learning: Pt. 3)

The morning had been dragging on agonizingly slow for Dr. Stevens. The man had tried everything he could think of to flush the image of his student, Lucy Winthrop, from his mind. It was a constant moral battle that had been waging in his head for the last four hours.

He scolded himself mentally, thinking of his wife and the fact Lucy was his student. Just as this seemed to have finally settled his thoughts he would flash to an image of this young woman bent over his desk as he was sliding his cock in and out of her. It took a lot of restraint to not shake his head right then and there in frustration. As his eyes fell upon the now vacant seat were Lucy normally sat Dr. Stevens got so lost in his perverted mind battle that he had just stopped lecturing. It wasn’t until someone managed to force a loud cough that he realized he was just standing there staring blankly at no one in particular. In order to rid the images of a scantily clad Lucy from his head and distract his lusting train of thought he went so far as to encourage a debate amongst his two most annoying and headstrong students on the topic of who was better Cher or Madonna. As a dedicated professor of music he would never lend any sort of credence to either of these women in an argument but now he was happy for their inspiration in the gay community and the fact that the mindless students of his found it a worthy topic.

Higher Learning (Part 3)

Higher Learning

A Lucy Winthrop Adventure

Part Three

(The Learning Curve)

The first parts of this story can be found below 

(Higher Learning: Part One, Higher Learning Part Two)

Wednesday morning for Dr. Stevens started out just like every other morning. A quick jump in the shower, a lukewarm cup of coffee, a quick kiss for his wife goodbye and of course the standard NPR talk radio on the way to work. He was comfortable with his job, his wife and his life in general but he was tiring of the monotony. A change of pace would definitely do him some good. He was coming close to tenure at the university but was contemplating a move to another less popular collegiate establishment. The students in his current classes had become too predictable and dull. None of them seemed to have that zest or fire that he did when he was a student. Music was his passion. It was why he taught. He wanted to share that passion with others who thought like him but instead he dealt with students that took his courses because that’s what they were supposed to do. That was the track their parents or counselors put them on. Aside from a few gifted and talented students he tried to inspire, the rest were just simple animated Ken and Barbie dolls. Dr. Stevens shook his head in disgust as he walked into the lecture hall and down to his desk. He was there as usual 45 minutes to an hour early. Just in case someone needed him, but it had been a while since any student sought out his help. He didn't even bother turning on the lights. There were just the emergency ones on over by the door and above his desk. He thought to himself that would suffice for now as he flipped open his laptop and began browsing the local current events on Reuters.


Moments later Luce paced nervously outside of the lecture hall. Back and forth, back and forth she went trying to convince herself to go inside. She had spent all day yesterday, with the help of her roommate Tanith, in preparing for this moment and now she was unsure. She was extremely early for class but that had been the plan all along at least according to what Tanith had said. No other students were around and they wouldn't be for at least another half hour. “Oh come on now” Luce muttered to herself trying to sum up the courage to go in. “This is every man’s dream come true” she then laughed to herself realizing how cheesy she sounded. “It’s now or never” she said and with that she opened the door to the lecture hall and went inside.

Higher Learning (Part 2)

Higher Learning

A Lucy Winthrop Adventure

Part Two

(Decision)

The first part of this story can be found here (Higher Learning: Part One)

“My, my, my what do we have here?” Tanith asked startling Lucy awake.  At some point during the blissful exchange with her vibrator Lucy had fallen asleep or passed out from sheer delight.  Now she was scrambling to find something, anything to cover her naked thighs and pleasure spot.  Tanith just laughed as she stared at Lucy lying there with a giant stuffed teddy bear between her milky white thighs.  Tanith was Lucy’s outlandish freak of a roommate; a very open minded willing to try anything twice kind of girl.  So it came as no surprise to Lucy, when instead of walking away or turning around, Tanith sat right down on the edge of the bed while picking up and eyeing Lucy’s well used vibrator.  “Oh my god I’m gonna die” Lucy thought to herself.  “You know this is every frat boy’s wet dream” Tanith said as she poked Lucy with the vibrator smiling.   “Two extremely hot girls on one bed, half naked, holding a vibrator and …uhm one of them with a teddy bear between their legs.” She began to laugh uncontrollably.  By now Lucy had regained some of her composure; her dignity was out of the question at this point.  “Give me that she said reaching for the bullet.”  Tanith held it just out of reach knowing Lucy wouldn't risk exposing herself further.  “Luce, you really need to get a boyfriend” she said.  “I mean these are you glory days it being college and all!”, still making sure to keep the vibrator out of reach a wicked and knowing smile crept over Tanith’s face.

Higher Learning (Part 1)

Higher Learning

A Lucy Winthrop Adventure

Part One

(Hello)

Lucy walked into the lecture hall a tad bit perturbed shaking the rain off her books.  She had been using them to shield herself from the flash rain storm that appeared out of nowhere.  “Stupid Weather Forecasters” She thought angrily.  “Seriously who pays these idiots?” Lucy sighed quietly as nearly a hundred heads turned to look at her when the door closed noisily behind her.  It really just wasn't her day she thought while looking for a vacant seat.  Professor Stevens just eyed her disapprovingly as he continued on with his lecture.  Lucy managed to find a seat in the very back and sat down with disappointment.  Except for today, Lucy was typically on time, if not early, and seated in the front row.  Advanced Music Theory was by far her favorite course and it was only an added bonus that Professor Stevens, Aka Dr. Andrew Stevens, or as the girls who fawned over him called him behind his back, Dr. Drew, was teaching this very class.  He had earned the moniker due to popularity of another MTV Icon who handled the broken and overly fortunate train wrecks of Hollywood.  One key aspect was this Dr. Drew was by far a sexier version.  Lucy stared, doe eyed as Dr. Stevens rambled on about opera this and tenor that. Truly he could have been reading from the phone book and the majority of this class, Lucy included, would seem overly attentive.  It was his charm that brought the students into the classroom and he was completely oblivious to this fact.

Early in her freshman year Lucy had decided that Dr. Stevens was exactly what she wanted in a man when she settled down, whenever that would be.  In the meantime she didn't mind imagining what he would be like in bed.  Yes he was happily married and yes he was a professor at the University but Lucy just wrote it off as a kind of schoolgirl coming of age crush.  “Everyone fantasizes about one of their teachers at some point in life,” Lucy had convinced herself.  There was just one minor detail at this point.  She was now in her senior year at the university and still scurrying to the front of the class in some slight hope that he would know she wanted him.  “Seriously what is your problem you horn dog” Lucy thought to herself as she angrily watched some flighty blonde coed drop her pen on purpose for Dr. Stevens to kindly pick up.  He was no Brad Pitt but he was so much more.  A total package some would say.  Average height, average build, average face, a rough short beard and a decently dressed man, all just ok, but… it was when he spoke and smiled that he captured you and won you over.  His eyes showed you his zest for life and passion escaped his lips with every word.  The girls loved every second in his presence.  And to think he thought it was just because he was a good teacher.

Training

The silken knot tightens around my wrists and I moisten as he whispers for me not to worry.  I bite back my smile continuing to feign the fragile state he enjoys.  Sliding his hands across my naked thigh he turns me around so that our eyes lock.  “You trust me?” he asks with a slight tremble in his voice.  I think to myself about how much he has to learn while whispering a timid response “Yes Master.”   I know he’ll eventually get the hang of this, but for now, I am his guide, even if he doesn’t know it.

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Tutor

She always sat in the back of the class, if she actually attempted to come to one of my lectures, so when she came to me, asking for help, I thought it could be a turning point and it was. My typical quiet and abandoned student hour took on new meaning that Thursday afternoon. She was waiting bent and bare with a soft smile and wanton look in her eyes. I hesitated at the door when I walked in eyeing her panties as they clung to her knees, then without another thought, I turned and locked my office door.

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