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CORRUPTION - Reneé Rapp

C O R R U P T I O N:
influencing someone's thoughts, morals, or values

( RENEÉ RAPP X FEMALE READER )

2nd Person POV:

She was powerful. Gosh- everyone loved her. If they could've, they'd kneel to her every whim, bending backwards for anything she asked.

Professor Rapp. Your English teacher at the college you attended. She was by far the hottest teacher, maybe even woman—you'd go as far as to say, you've ever seen.

She was quick, witty, intelligent, and had a way of melting people just from her sitting in her chair. Which is where she was now. You sat in the very front row of the room, jotting down the notes she instructed you all to take. Your pen moved at the speed of light, you didn't even realize time had run out.

The bell had rung, signaling the end of another long day. Everyone gathered their belongings—a few lingering to just look at Miss Rapp, but inevitably leaving once they were done. You were the last to be left behind, trying to organize your papers correctly in your bag and not forget your expensive computer that took you forever to save up for.

"Miss L/N." Your professor called for you, making you pause in your tracks. Your head slowly turned to look at her. "Come here for a second."

You hesitated—but only for a second before walking towards her, obeying any command she implied. You set your bag down, standing politely at her desk.

Miss Rapp looked up at you, her pink plump lips being gently gnawed on by her own white teeth, eyebrows pinched perfectly together, those glasses sitting on the bridge of her nose. "I just wanted to say you are doing really well in my class."

"Oh?" You didn't mean to squeak it out, it just came out like that.

"Mhm. This class is not easy, and yet, you're excelling with flying colors." Rapp stood to circle you like a vulture with its prey. She now was behind you, a hand lightly placed on the small of your back. "I'm quite impressed, Y/N."

"Thank you, Miss Rapp..." You breathed out, shakily.

"Call me Reneé." She whispered in your ear, then placed a gently kiss to your cheek and slowly pushed you to be pressed against her desk. "I think... you deserve a reward. Would you like that, dear? Hmm?"

Her voice corrupted you, encouraged you to say yes with that soft tone, a teasing and commanding edge to it. You felt yourself nodding, a wetness pooling between your legs already.

"That's what I thought. Good girl." Renee's fingers danced along the skirt you wore, yanking it down in one quick movement. "So pretty." She cooed, licking her lips. Her breathing filled your ears. You could feel how close she was to you, it was overwhelming your senses and you feared that you might malfunction at some point now.

Her hand trailed further done your body, discovering the inside of your legs and feeling the smooth skin of your thighs. "Imagine those things crushing my head, mmm." Reneé envisioned deliciously, making you clench around nothing.

With teasing, slow movements, Reneé finally made her way up to your clothes pussy. She pressed two fingers against you, feeling for the wetness that drenched your panties. "Already so wet for me. That quick, huh? You're so need, aren't you, baby?"

When you didn't answer, her free hand landed a harsh smack to your bare ass cheek. You jolted and bit your lip. "Y-yes. For you."

"That's what I wanted to hear."

Reneé's fingers dance along your panties before pulling them to the side, one finver experimenting and reaching out, gliding through your slit. Your reaction was uncanny—hips bucking for more, ass jolting back against her, a desperate whimper leaving your mouth.

"Filthy girl. Getting bent over a desk by your own professor. You like that, don't you? The thrill that anyone can walk in on me fucking fingering you." Reneé hissed out softly in your ear, delving two fingers deep into your cunt. Your walls sucked her in, making her groan. "Such a needy pussy. You're practically dripping everywhere."

Her dirty words only heightened the experience you were getting right now. Like clockwork, another finger was added, Reneé' thrusts were steady and rough, but slow enough to reach great depths inside your core.

"Fuck." You cursed, coming out in a whiny tone, almost falling on her desk but your arms held you up. Shakily. "M-more, please."

"More?" Reneé grinned wickedly. "Okay, sweetheart." Her fingers curled deep, hitting that spot that made you see stars. Her thumb reached up, circling tight shapes on your clit, aggressively rubbing it. Your pleasure was behind euphoric at this point. "That better?"

You whimpered, moans tumbling from your mouth as your arms finally gave out, letting your elbows catch you. Reneé grabbed you, yanking you back up, angling you so her fingers curled even deeper inside you.

"Stand up, slut. You asked for this, I expect you to take it like a good girl." She spat out, laying another harsh slap to your ass before her free hand wrapped around your neck, keeping your back arched at all times.

Your head tilted back, tears streaming down your face as she pushed you to your max. "S-sorry. 'm so close, please." You whispered pathetically.

"Yeah? You're close? Does my good girl wanna cum?" Reneé smirked, lips on your neck in an instant, sucking on your sweet spot. "Come for me then, go on, let it all out."

With the green light permission from Reneé, you came with a high-pitched moan leaving your lips. Your head fell back against her shoulder. She plummeted her fingers deep inside you, curling them, playing with your clit until it all came to a slow stop as you came down from your high.

"Good girl." The older, blonde woman purred in your ear. She placed a sweet kiss to your forehead. "There you go, you did so well for me, lovely."

A blush dusted your entire face, making you feel embarrassed, but a shy smile pulled at your lips. "Uh, thank you."

Reneé knelt down and lifted up your skirt to help you, she took your panties and held them in her hand. "I'll be keeping these." She smiled devilishly, making you want to protest and attempt to reach them but the taller woman held them high up in the air. She leaned down, lips pressed against your ear. "This'll be an excuse for you to see me again. And earn then back."

You felt ruined. You were ruined.