chapter 6

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The professor sat eerily still in her office at the University. She'd left early in the morning, before the girl had woken up. She did have work to do at the office but normally she would put it off until after the weekend, it wasn't anything too urgent. Still, the professor felt the need to get away from the house for a bit. Her laptop screen kay open infront of her, no work seemed to be getting done. All the professor could think of was how angry she had gotten last night. She didn't want to hurt the girl so early on, in all her previous relationships her extreme sadism was what turned out to be the undoing. Her anger took over all her senses at the worst times it seemed.

The professor didn't want a repeat of all the previous times. Yet, it seemed she was a slave to her need to hurt, to assert physical dominance. Something about the fear in her submissives' eyes right before she strikes them caused all of her senses to light up with euphoria.

The girl deserved a hard punishment, for her own good at that. Maybe she could go all out with her punishment. Hurt the girl enough so that she doesn't step out of line again, so that the temptation to hurt her until she's screaming in pain doesn't arise as often.
The professor knew she needed to keep the girl at a safe distance, if she allowed herself to get so easily riled up again it all get destructive very fast.

With those thoughts the professor left her office, getting into her car and heading home.

It was still early in the day when she arrived home. There was an unwashed bowl in the sink, telling her the girl had gotten up and had breakfast too.

Leia had woken up to an empty house. Her hangover was suprisingly pretty feint. She mechanically readied a bowl of cereal for herself, her mind barely present in any action.  Her dissociation continued as she finished her bowl of cereal. Her head was pounding with thoughts about yesterday. All that had happened ran like a reel in her head. The bar, the boy, the professor. Her thoughts jumped from one to another. The professor had been scary yesterday, yes it'd turned her the fuck on in the moment but now that her alcohol induced haze had cleared up, she realised the professor was capable of anything. It terrified and thrilled her all the same. She went back to her room, decided to take a hot shower to ease the tension in her shoulders.

When she got out of the shower, her mouth ran dry. The professor sat waiting on  her bed, her eyes were hungry and manically angry, somehow they looked even more menacing than they did yesterday. Leia's grip against her towel tightened.

The professor smirked at the obvious fear in the younger girl's eyes. She could have so much fun with this one, just as long as she didn't scare her off too fast.

"I'm sorry." The girl blurted out. Her eyes were wide, her movements frantic. "I was so stupid yesterday,I'm such a fucking idiot. I shouldn't have pushed you, please don't hurt me again."

"Again? I barely even touched you yesterday" The professor was toying with her, this was way too fun for her. The sight of the girl so fearful was making the professor very wet. She knew she could do anything she wanted to the girl right now. The girl was completely at the professor's mercy. The power trip made the professor feel high almost.

"Nothing to say little girl? You were mouthing off quite a bit yesterday. I think we need to do something about that."

The professor got up and grabbed the girl by her arm, dragging her back into the bathroom she had just come out of. The professor reached for the lavender scented body wash, squirting some onto her fingers. She looked down at the girl, pushed her back against the sink. The girl's legs were between the professor's, under different circumstances she would have been elated at being straddled by the professor.

The professor grabbed the girl's face.

"Open your mouth."

The girl shook her head frantically. The professor gave her a heard look, she used her fingers to squeeze the sides of the girl's face, enough so that the girl's mouth would open up just a little.

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