The Devil's Trap

9.

Vasilos

As I walk to my office after class I seem to find myself anticipating her arrival. Waiting for her to knock on my door and come through it. I sit down and start separating papers from another class for her to grade and go on my computer to look at essays that were sent to me via email. I honestly can't find a reason as to why students drop my class so much. I try my best to keep the work to a minimum and make things interesting, but overall, it is college, and things aren't going to get any easier.

I hear a faint knock on the door and I suppress a smile. "Come in."

The door opens and she walks in, she's wearing tight skinny jeans that hug her thighs and a big sweatshirt contrasting to her usual revealing outfits. Her hair is neatly in a ponytail at the back of her head and her baby hairs are nicely swooped on her forehead. The lipgloss on her lips is shining making her lips appear more full. She sits down so elegantly one leg over the other making my cock twitch at the sight. I don't know why I feel this way about a student but I've come to terms with it a week ago when she gave me attitude making me want to pull her skirt down and show her who she belongs to.

"So which papers do you need me to grade?" She asks her light brown eyes avoiding eye contact. I hand her the papers and the answer sheet with a red pen and she gets up. My eyes follow her and she makes her way to the middle of the room setting down the papers and pen on the ground. She grabs the edge of her sweatshirt and pulls it up revealing her bare stomach. I internally groan at the sight my dick straining against my pants. Once her sweatshirt is off she's left in a black crop top with a v neck that shows her breasts. I lick my lips hungrily and she sits down on the ground crossing her legs. I peel my eyes off of her and on to my screen trying to distract myself from the beauty in front of me.

"Are they dumb?" She speaks 5 minutes later and I chuckle. "This has to be a joke."

"They're dead serious." I reply and she peers up at me over the papers, she shakes her head whispering 'ridiculous'.

Another 10 minutes go by and I walk over to her and bend down to see her progress. I ended up giving her all the papers from all the classes so I was pleasantly surprised to see she only had a few left.

"I might need you in here more often." I chuckle admiring her perfect side profile and blemish free brown skin. She looked like a goddess, like she was handcrafted by God just for me. She looks at me and smiles sweetly.

"I wouldn't mind." I hum staring in her perfect honey brown eyes, I'm infatuated with her. The way she speaks, her intellect, her determination, it all makes me want to break it down till she's nothing and rebuild her. I grab a curl from her ponytail curling it in my fingers and she looks at me with a twisted face slapping my hand. I look at her sideways and reach again just for it to result another slap on my hand.

"Don't touch my hair." She says sternly, her seriousness making her more cute.

"Alright, prínkipissa." I reply sitting down with her. (Translation: princess)

"Don't you have something to do and what does that mean?" Her attitude making me want to snatch her up and punish her.

"No I don't." I say.

"Well can you find something because your distracting me." She says rolling her eyes, "I remember you needing my help"

"Watch it." I say clenching my teeth not liking the way she's trying to boss me around.

"Or what professor, your gonna give me detention?" She fake pouts.

"Or I'm gonna show you what I do to girls like you that can't shut up." I say inching closer.

"And what is that." She whispers and I move to her ear.

"I'll make sure to shove my dick so far down your throat you won't be able to speak for a week." I whisper my lips grazing her ear as I watch her clench her thighs. "Now am I understood, Ranae?"

"Yes, sir." Her eyes are clouded over and her voice is barely above a whisper, she's holding eye contact while biting her lip, my cock is threatening to spring out.

"Stop this," I say pulling her lip out from between her teeth. My urge to touch her is too strong and I trail my index finger from her chin down her neck, then her shoulders and down her arm. Her skin is so soft and she smells like vanilla and flowers, I can't wait to mark up her skin to the brink of blood and then fuck the life out of her until she passes out from overstimulation. Trailing my finger back up I stop at her neck instinctively wrapping all of my fingers around. She bites her lip again and I squeeze tighter making her release it. I squeeze her neck tighter trying to find her limit but she's not budging. Her face starts turning red as I grip her neck and I push once more tightening, at this point I know she can't breathe. She throws her head back giving me a full view of her breasts. It's taking everything in me not to do anything, I pull her forward by her neck and she whimpers.

"You like this, don't you?" I challenge and she nods. I squeeze a little tighter.

"Yes professor." She manages to get out I let go of her neck and she gasps for air. I smirk watching her breathe like it's her first time breathing. She wants to be hurt and punished, I can tell. I lightly tap her face twice ant tell her to get up and she shakes her head.

"I said get up, Ranae the next class is going to start in a few minutes." She's still sitting there staring up at me with innocently. I can't wait to break her. I grab her arm and yank her up then push her to the couch on the side of the office.

"You not following direct orders is really driving me crazy." I say bending down to her level getting in her face. "So unless you don't want a red ass and tears running down your pretty little face I suggest you clean up your act and get out, katanoitó?" (translation: understood)

"Yes, sir" her voice is shaky and I can tell she's uncomfortable from the wet mess in her panties.

"Now get out."

Love y'all,
Ar1es