jbscaptivestories: Ellie and her Professor…A willing slave girl is created, CH 1 in Ellie’s journeyE
jbscaptivestories: Ellie and her Professor…A willing slave girl is created, CH 1 in Ellie’s journeyEllie stared at her laptop in the foyer of her dorm. She tapped her pencil against the screen, frowning. She was half disappointed and half mad at what she saw. Her midterm marks for her 2nd year sociology class were miserable and bringing her overall grade down. She thought she should be doing well in the class, but there was something about the professor. He seemed to be marking her extra hard and he had just marked her midterm paper quite harshly, as far as she was concerned.Ellie thought he was an ‘interesting’ professor, not the usual academic type. Young, muscular and trendily dressed, professor Brandon Mitchell would arrive into every class, helmet in hand and motorcycle jacket on. To which Ellie observed, caused every girl in the lecture hall to visibly shift in their seats. Plus, he took notice of every young woman in the class, except for her, it seemed. He always gladly hung around after the end of class to answer their questions or discuss some current topic.Yes, she thought he was hot, self assured and commanding, but why did he not like her? She was smart, friendly and attractive, she thought. With a larger set of boobs and curves in all the right places, she thought that might give her a little edge. But it seemed like it didn’t. So, taking a deep breath and closing up her laptop, she resolved to ask him about her marks after the next class. Jumping out of the comfy lounge chair, her short skirt flying up in the air, she headed out of the dorm to go meet her best friend Carly down at the local student pub. Totally oblivious to the two guys with mouths now agape and wishing they could see more. They had just stopped in the foyer and observed the full view of her firm round ass cheeks dancing under her flying skirt. This, unaware to Ellie, was her usual dick hardening effect on men!….Class had ended and Ellie stood waiting at the back of the class, mindlessly playing with a tendril of her hair as she waited for the last student to leave. And then they did just that, two blondes skipping up the lecture hall stairs giggling about something as they passed a nervous Ellie. Ellie took quick stock of her appearance and smiled internally. The daringly short dress she had picked out, for this hotter than normal early fall day, was showing off her ample tits and hinting seductively at her curves and full tight ass. She was determined to use all her charms in getting the professor to like her and get her mark back up to something she thought equal to her efforts.Watching him pack up his leather backpack and helmet and then head into his back office attached to the lecture hall, Ellie decided it was now or never. She quickly bounded down the stairs and in through the office door, where a tall commanding man stood waiting for her. As if he knew she was coming.As she approached Professor Mitchell with her last poorly marked assignment in hand, she began to run through her head how to introduce herself. Which wasn’t required, as every train of thought she had going, was suddenly derailed when he spoke first. Leaning over his desk, his strong arms flexing as they pushed his torso up, he spoke in a deep heavy voice.“Hello Ellie, I must say you look god damn hot today, just like every other day I see you.” And even in a lower octave, almost a growl, he uttered, “Pure fucking beauty… all the time! Trust me Ellie, I notice you.. every fucking day.”Ellie’s mouth dropped, he not only knew who she was, but apparently found her quite attractive. Her planned opening monologue to introduce herself and discuss her marks issue now totally gone out of her head.“So Ellie what would you like…. To discuss?” he said, as he rounded the lecture desk and took one of his long fingers and tapped the bottom of her chin. Her mouth still hanging open. “Hmm, so you like to keep that mouth open, do you?” he smirked, “I could work with that.” Shaking her head a little, Ellie then tried to force out some words, words that spilled out totally wrong, (or were they, she would realize later)“My marks… Sir …I … I .. want to submit…my..my.” She paused, wondering how those words had come out. Instead of the ‘resubmit my paper’ as she had planned.“You want to …submit Ellie?”He glanced at her with a quizzical look on his face and a grin forming in the corner of his mouth. Circling the half stunned and now blushing Ellie, he paused behind her. Then he leaned down and whispered in her ear, “I accept your submission Ellie, are your ready to take whatever I give you?”Ellie watched him now eyeing her up and down, his gaze barely leaving her for a second as he walked to the office door. Shutting it quietly and turning the lock, he then meandered back to a seriously quivering Ellie. She could feel her pulse racing and a tingle happening already down between her young thighs. In fact as she squeezed her bare thighs together she blushed as she felt the dampness in her underwear. Her pussy was already moistening with just the utterance of a few choice words from his smirking mouth.“M … m..my …m..m.arks” she stuttered out. “I..I.. deserve .. Whaaa.” Her words were cut short as he grabbed the back of her hair and pulled her face up to meet his.“You deserve whatever I decide. If you need punishment, then I will punish you, painfully! If you deserve pleasure, then maybe, just maybe, if you service me well enough, I will allow you some pleasure.”He gave a tug of her hair. A forceful small jerk that made her wince and unconsciously moan out loud. “And your marks, well you sweet fuckable girl, your marks will go up princess. But only if you do as I say. Are you ready to earn your marks and be my adorable submissive fuck toy? I think you are…”His last shocking remarks, coming as he slowly ran his strong large hand up under the back of her dress. Where he found her left bum cheek, which he stroked once with his fingertips and then he squeezed with a manly force. Ellie could hear herself panting as his grip on her now clenching ass increased and his fingers wiggled around to explore the cleft between her bum cheeks. His large hand was now fully under her short dress and spread across her entire ass. She could feel her own dampness exponentially growing down there as he palmed her toned butt. Her mind lustfully wondering what he might do next.He leaned in over her head and gripped the delicate lace material of her panties tight. He surprised Ellie with a powerful quick yank of the material. She could hear the lace rip easily as he twisted and pulled on it.His surprising removal of her underwear, making her gasp and then a soft whimper escaping her mouth as he pulled the material harshly back through her damp sex and bum cheeks. The burn she felt thru the quivering folds of her sex, was close to igniting an unexpected orgasm in her.Holding her pink lace panties up in front of her, he then tossed them on the desk and commanded, “If I ever find you wearing any underwear in class again, you will be punished…severely! Now hands behind you dear, time to make you my submissive slave student.” Ellies eyes widened full, from the shock of his command and from the surprise that her arms rapidly did as she was told. Her body reacting as if it was the most natural thing to do. She just stood there breathing hard and waiting as he circled back to his desk. “Stay right there princess, and don’t turnaround.” He said as she heard him rummaging thru the desk.Then there were the distinct thuds of items being placed on the desk and some other shuffling. Suddenly she felt his hands on her wrists and something cold, metallic and heavy enveloping them. A clicking noise followed as she realized she had been locked into some sort of rigid steel cuff device. She gave her arms a shake and winced as the metal bit into her flesh. Her shock taken up to another level when she heard him shout. “Pull your dress up sub …NOW!” And then she felt the glowing hot pain and heard the crack of wood on skin. Her right ass cheek on fire as she turned to see her smirking Professor holding a thick wooden ruler in one hand and his long erect stiff dick in the other.He stroked his cock fully in her view. Her mouth hanging open after the squeal she had just let loose. She could feel the heat in her throbbing bum cheek, where the ruler had landed. The pulsating heat, one of the most delicious feelings she had yet ever experienced in her young life. That added with the mesmerizing sight of him stroking his long length had Ellie panting as she stood there with her wrists cuffed behind her back.“Eyes up here, you horny little minx!. You’ll get to see my cock up close and personal, lots in the coming days and weeks.” he ordered with a deep chuckle, tapping Ellie under the chin with the ruler.She lifted her head up, reluctantly pulling her eyes away from very erect and very large manhood. She blinked at him in disbelief, as he continued.“Now here is what is going to happen Ellie. From now on, you are my slave. You will submit to me at all times when it is just the two of us. Outside this office and outside the privacy of my home, which you will come to know very, very well, you will just be another dutiful happy student. A girl next door type with slightly over achiever tendencies. And your marks will now show it!”He took a step closer to her, running the tip of the ruler down between her heaving breasts and over her stomach. He stopped the ruler just as it passed over her mound. The fabric of her dress was the only thing keeping the wood from stabbing down into her swollen folds and throbbing clit.He gave the ruler a little flick, which made her squeak and wince. Then he said,“But no one will really know that in reality Ellie, you are my little fuck toy. My little pain slut and cock lover…ready to take her master’s cum at any moment and in any position. Yes Ellie, do you agree to submit?”Ellie just nodded, flabbergasted at what she was agreeing too and stunned at the level of arousal she was feeling between her soaking wet thighs. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed the belt on the desk and wondered if he would strike her again, with that.Looking back up to his dark hooded eyes, she saw him knowingly grin.“Oh, I will spank the shit out of you..In fact I plan to now, you sweet adorable kinky little slut! But first some preparations. Bend over the desk …NOW!” SMACK…CRACK…SMACKThree successive blows of the wood ruler across her newly bared ass caused her to scream and quickly bend over the large almost cleared off wooden desk. As she sprawled her torso across the wood she noticed some rope, an attached short leather belt and a shiny chrome cone shaped thing lying now by her head.Panting deeply as she lay with her face resting on the desk, she nervously watched as took the short leather belt and began ratcheting it around her neck.‘Oh my Gawd!’ Her mind screamed, it was a collar to hold her in place. Now as a frisson of panic rippled thru her, she realized she was bound and at his will, he could do anything with her he pleased, sexual or otherwise.And as she opened her mouth to plead, his large hand flew into view and stuffed something into her mouth. Catching a glimpse of the pink lace, she knew immediately what was now filling her mouth up. The colour and suddenly the weird damp taste in her mouth, of her own arousal, confirmed it was her panty.She groaned around the shredded lace panty partially pushed into her young mouth. She wasn’t sure if she was utterly disgusted or overly turned on, by the obscene fact she was tasting her own sex right now.“Open up more princess, I don’t want my new little slave disturbing the campus while I spank her and fuck her brains out.” He muttered, He forced her panty’s deeper into her mouth. Grabbing a length of duct tape, he sealed three large pieces around and over her stuffed mouth. Her pleading ‘MMHHHMMM’ only getting him harder.Suddenly she felt him kick at her feet, pushing her ankles far apart. She then screamed into her panty gag as she felt more leather encircling each ankle. Something stiff was being attached to her spread ankles, and the feeling of his hands controlling her smooth bare calves and feet made her legs tremble with unexpected excitement.Then there was the sound of a click, click, click. It was the sound of a ratcheting spreader bar pressuring her feet further and further apart. Till Ellie was balancing on her toes, legs splayed apart and her privates fully exposed to her domineering professor.She was breathing heavy thru her nose and flexing the fingers of her bound hands in the material of her bunched up dress. ‘God, is this really happening, should l be stopping this? Why am I liking this so much?’ her bewildered young mind wondered. Her arousal jumping up a notch when she felt her professor begin to stroke the delicate soft folds of her pussy with his hand. His long fingers exploring the moist lines of flesh that were now beginning to quiver under his touch.“Oh I see, so my little submissive likes to have her pussy felt up. I can sense your arousal slave, I can feel your body wanting this. And it will be used. Oh yes, my new little slave, your body will be used, in some of the most carnal and despicable ways possible.” He literally purred into her ear.Ellie moaned into her gag as he said those words, ‘Slave and Used’. Yes, she wanted to be his slave and be used as he saw fit. And quickly she learned what that meant as she screamed into her gag. Surprised and shocked as his hand slapped her hard between her trembling damp thighs.“Time for a good pussy spank, my pathetic eager little slut.” He growled down on her as he started a steady rhythm of firm well delivered slaps to Ellie’s trapped sex. All the while stroking his hard cock in view of the wide-eyed restrained girl. The slaps grew harder and more rapid across Ellie’s throbbing pussy. Soon the desk was shuddering and scraping on the floor from the severity of the slaps impacting her now blushing red young sex. Her moans and muffled yelps consistently in rhythm with each of his punishing impacts.Ellie’s mind was going crazy, the heat building in her lower body, concentrated around her stinging mound, was close to releasing in what she knew would be a full body wrenching orgasm. Her eyes were now scrunched shut, as she anticipated each harsh slap. But when a pause occurred, she actually jerked her eyes open and tried to plead thru her panty stuffed mouth for her Professor…No, her new Master, to please continue with his hand smacking ministrations. Realizing instantly that she had, in her mind, just referred to him as her ‘Master’ she shifted her hips in the hope she would feel another slap on her exposed throbbing pussy.And all her thoughts about another spank of her sex disappeared when she felt the head of his cock part the folds of her tingling entrance. The barrage of pussy spanks having made her flesh hyper-sensitive, now sent her mind into pure bliss as she felt his thick rock hard slid into her. The stretch of the throbbing muscles of her pussy making her moan deliriously into that saliva soaked panty. She clenched her eyes shut and tried to plead thru her gag for him to, ‘Fuck my cunt Sir…fuck my cunt! Pleassse!’The desk was now being hammered across the floor as Professor Mitchell did just that. He thrust his cock as deep as possible into his new willing slave, on just the first slam of his hips. He was bent over her, reaching out and pulling on her hair with one hand as the other gripped her metal cuffed wrists. All in a desire to increase his leverage and hammer into Ellie’s cunt in the most violent punishing manner.As his ferocious thrusts continued, he felt that wonderful feeling of her tight vaginal muscles contract. Her entire pussy spasmed and gripped his cock. He could see her captive hands balling into fists so tight, her skin was going white. Then he heard her wail into her gag as she was hit with the most intense orgasm of her young life. It was all he needed to get the cum in his balls pumping thru his shaft and spurting deep into Ellie’s soaked pulsating cunt, as he completed the last of his desk banging thrusts.…..Ellie stood there rubbing her wrists and watching her professor, or was it Master now, tucking himself in. He reached for the mess of duct tape surrounding her soaked and balled up panties. Chucking it into the waste bin he smirked at her. “That my dear little slave is the last time you will ever wear panties…At any time. And trust me, I will be doing periodic inspections. You will keep your lovely cunt uncovered at all times. It makes it much easier for me to penetrate you with whatever and whenever I like. Do you Understand? “Ellie nodded and softly replied, “Yes Master…Sir”, as she looked up bashfully at this powerful man. He lorded over her now, not just in physical stature, but emotionally as well. He was her Master. “Perfect response my dear.” He said cupping her chin and raising her eyes up to his. “From now on Ellie, I am Sir in public and Master at all times in private. Everyone out there in the halls of academia will just think you are being polite and respecting your academic superior. None of them knowing that you are my submissive, my slave, my pleasure and punishment toy.”He cupped her chin and lifted her deep beautiful eyes up to meet his. He smiled at her as he recognized that sated look his submissive students got after he thoroughly fucked them.“Which reminds me, be here tomorrow at noon, Ellie. I know we have no class tomorrow, but that just means we have hours of time to explore your new secret role in life. Understand?”Again Ellie nodded, “Yes Sir..I mean Master.. Sir…I do.”“Good” he said, slapping her ass hard and pointing at the door, “Now get to your next class, you delicious little slut, before I tie you back over this desk and cum in that pretty mouth of yours.” Ellie quickly made for the door, uttering ‘yes master’ and ‘yes sir’ as if they were her favourite new words. Her breathing becoming rapid as she imagined being tied over his desk, her head hanging over the edge as she gagged on his cock. ‘Oh fuck please, maybe tomorrow I get to taste his cock?’ she wondered.Racing out of the lecture hall to her next class, she continued to ponder. Ponder how, in one quick mind blowing interaction with her Professor, she had gone from a slightly shy college student to a secretively owned utterly submissive sex slave. A greedy little slut, lusting for another round of kinky rough sex.As she strode down the hall, quite late to her next class, which was funnily enough, Women’s studies, she felt her sex growing wet again as she pondered what might be tomorrow’s special assignment..More excitement cumming soon for Ellie as I rework this old story I did.JB -- source link