Chapter 14: Turnabout Professor

( c ) 2023 by Skarlette One

Mistress Treasure Tartarus was a vision of beauty no romantic poet had ever dreamt. Her chic black dress clung to her curves like shadows on a summer evening. The thick, braided strings of pearls around her throat matched her pearl earrings and pearl hair clips, accentuating her flawless complexion. Her beautiful blue eyes took in the scene. Those eyes were cold and calculating as she watched us from the doorway: me teasing my own sex while Grant Kerry licked his own seed off my shoe.

I couldn’t disrespect Mistress Tartarus, but it also wouldn’t do for Grant to see me grovel before a student, particularly given how I’d just treated him. I scrambled to my feet, pulling the fur coat around me. “Treasure! So delightful to see you. Perhaps we could discuss your class grade somewhere private?”

I hurried toward the doorway hoping that Mistress Tartarus would hustle me out of Grant’s presence.

She didn’t budge. “We’ll discuss what I want, Doctor Ames, and we’ll do it where I choose.”

My whole body cringed. I leaned close enough to whisper in her ear. “Please. Please, I beg you. Not in front of him. Please.”

She looked up at me with a cruel smile. Thankfully, she spoke in a soft voice. “It matters what he thinks of you. After all this time, you still have some thoughts in that bleached blond little brain of yours. Interesting.”

“Thank you,” I whispered. “Thank you … Mistress.”

“That’s more like it, Alexis. The Trustee’s Ball. Show me what you’re wearing for it.”

Since I was facing Mistress Tartarus, Grant would only be able to see my back from where he lay curled in the far corner. I bit my lip, and slowly pulled open the fur coat. “As I texted, the dress itself is still at the seamstress.”

Mistress Treasure studied my black, wing-style bra, black lace panties, and matching garter belt and hose. “The color is a good choice against your skin, Alexis. I approve.”

“Thank you.”

Like a serpent, she suddenly snatched the wing-style bra off my breasts. As it fell to the floor, she grabbed both my nipples, her well-manicured nails sharp and commanding. I could barely breath as she spoke softly into my ear. “You’ve made quite the impression on the Dean. He’s eager to share you with some donors during the Ball. You wouldn’t mind that, would you?”

“No … no, anything for a pearl-level member,” I gasped, her relentless pinches making my breasts ache with pleasure.

“Some of his donors have a competition about who can make the girls cum. The Dean has noticed you never cum for him.”

Just the mention of an orgasm brought a whimper from my throat. “Noooo, Treasure. Only for you. I swear.”

“Just like a good Pearl Girl. Keep not cumming and you might get to kiss me.”

I had to bite my lip to keep from cumming right there. The thought of kissing the radiant Treasure set my body aflame. “Yes. Please. Please.”

She suddenly released my nipples, leaving me gasping. “When I say so, and not a moment sooner. However, the Dean has asked me to make an exception for the Ball. To entertain the donors. Would you like that, Alexis? Would you like to be allowed to cum your tiny, little brains out at the Trustee’s Ball?”

“Yes, please, please, Treasure. Please,” I whispered, my voice hoarse with arousal.

“Wrong answer, Professor. A good Pearl Girl would have said ‘whatever you decide, Mistress Tartarus.’ You’re still a selfish, needy slut and I’m inclined to order you to fake it at the Ball.” She ran a smooth fingernail down my belly. “Unless …”

I struggled to get my voice under control. “Unless what, Mistress Tartarus?”

“Unless someone else requested it on your behalf. Doctor Kerry is right over there. If he asked me to grant you an exception, it would be hard for me to refuse.”

It took my passion-baked brain a moment to understand what she was saying. “You want me to ask Grant to ask you?”

“Yes,” she said, her eyes gleaming with cruel excitement. “I’m biased to say no and you’re biased to say yes. Doctor Kerry is a neutral party, so I would value his input. Didn’t you always used to lecture about the value of unbiased opinion? You still believe that, don’t you, Alexis? Since you and Doctor Kerry are valued colleagues, asking him for a favor should be easy.”

She was right. I had a leverage over Grant. He would do whatever I asked of him. I closed the fur coat and tried to slow my breathing. “Yes, Treasure. Of course. That makes perfect sense.”

Treasure’s smile lit up like I’d stepped right into her trap. “I’m glad you feel that way, Alexis. Go ask him right now. I’ll watch to make sure you’re not lying to him, or blackmailing him, or manipulating him in any way. I expect to see an open, honest exchange of ideas between colleagues.”

My eyes went wide. How did she possibly think I could persuade him without manipulation? I started to ask for leniency but let my mouth hang open. All my clever chains of logic would do nothing to sway Treasure. She was far too sexy to stoop to my level. She just wanted to see me squirm. It amused her.

If amusing her would get me closer to kissing her—or even closer to cumming at the Trustee’s Ball—then that’s what I would do. It’s not as though I had much pride left to swallow.

Smoothing my fur coat, I turned and approached Grant. He was curled into himself, huddled on the floor in the far corner of the room. His eyes were red and puffy.

He’d been reduced to such a puddle of squandered masculinity that it would only take a single harsh word from me to get him to do anything I wanted. The pearls at my neck buzzed with the thrill of it. But they also reminded me that Treasure was watching. The only way to kiss her lips would be for no manipulations to pass my own.

“Grant? Come on, Grant. Get up.”

He bowed his head lower and squeezed his eyes shut. This wouldn’t be easy.

Gathering the coat around me, I squatted down next to him. I placed a hand on his shoulder. “Grant, I need you to do something for me. I need a favor. Get up.”

“A favor? From the man who forced himself on you?”

“You’re overreacting, Grant. If you forced me …” I glanced at Treasure. Her eyes sparkled with cruelty. Why did malevolence make her so irresistible? “If you forced me, it’s because … because I seduced you. I left you no choice.”

“Nonsense. I always had a choice. I’m not some horny teenager with more testosterone than brains. You couldn’t just seduce me into—”

I shrugged off the fur coat, revealing my naked breasts and black lingerie. Grant’s jaw dropped as he stared at my body. One hand reached up and caressed my breast.

“See, Grant? You can’t keep your hands off me. You have no choice about how much you want me. But you do have a choice about my favor. It’s very small. I just need you to talk to a student on my behalf.”

His eyes searched my face. I could see him struggling to put all the pieces together. “No, that can’t be … But, if you seduced me … If you made me lose control …” The light of comprehension dawned behind his eyes. “Then you’re the one who destroyed my marriage!”

“Now, Grant, I wouldn’t go quite that far—Aaahh!” I shrieked as he grabbed both my nipples and twisted.

“You destroyed my life and let me blame myself for it and now you want a favor? You arrogant slut!”

“Grant, I can explain.”

“No explanation necessary, Alexis. Like you said, I can’t keep my hands off your body.” Hauling himself to his feet, Grant dropped his cum-stained khakis. His stiffening shaft sprang into view right in front of my face. “Your body caused this problem, Alexis. Use your body to clean it up.”

If letting Grant reclaim some of his masculinity was the price of Treasure’s lips, I had no regrets in paying it. Shifting to my knees, I smiled up at him and started stroking his cock. “Of course, Grant. A little quid pro quo. A favor for a favor.”

“That’s Doctor Kerry to you, you filthy slut,” he growled, stretching his leather belt between both hands. “Put your hands behind your back and use your mouth.”

“Mmmmm. That will be my pleasure, Doctor Kerry,” I said as I licked the vestiges of his earlier climax from his stiff shaft.

Grant looped his belt around my elbows, pulling them tight behind my back. “Swallow it, you b-b-b …” He took a deep breath. “Swallow it, you fucking bitch!”

I sucked his long, salty cock into my mouth. I swirled my tongue around the head. Grant let out a moan. I kept going, bobbing my head up and down. Streaks of my cherry red lipstick stained his cock.

“Deeper, bitch,” Grant said. Grabbing two handfuls of my long, platinum blond hair, he held my head in place as he thrust himself down my throat.

The buzz of my pearls had suppressed my gag reflex months ago. I relished his long shaft plunging deep down my throat as he savagely fucked my face. With my arms strapped behind me, I couldn’t have stopped him anyway. That realization was its own kind of thrill.

When Grant began thrusting harder, I knew he was nearly there. I sucked hard and he moaned.

Suddenly, he pulled out, spurting white ropes of cum all over my face. “Wear it, Alexis. Wear it like the nasty slut you are!”

“Yes, Doctor Kerry. Thank you, Doctor Kerry.”

Grant collapsed back on the sofa. I shimmied over on my knees and licked every trace of his seed from his body. Looking down at my cum-spattered face, he said, “No one sucks cock like you, Alexis. Your lips are more bewitching than the Faerie Queene.”

“Thank you, Doctor Kerry.” I gave him my most vivacious smile. “Now about that favor?”

He stood, pulling up his khakis. Glancing at Treasure in the far side of the room, he said, “Is that the student you want me to speak to?”

“One and the same, Doctor Kerry.”

“Right.” Releasing my elbows from the belt, he gave my ass a single, sharp swat. I gasped.

Buckling his belt, Grant walked over to Treasure. “Alexis wants something from you?”

“Yes, she wants something very, very much.” Her eyes twinkled with icy-blue delight.

Grant looked right at me as he spoke to Treasure. “Whatever she wants, don’t fucking give it to her. She destroys people’s lives. She’s a monster.”

My mouth hung open as Grant marched out. Treasure laughed. “Too bad for you, Alexis. Looks like you’ll be faking it for the Trustee’s Ball! That sounds like so much fun … for me!”

My belly clenched at Grant’s betrayal, but somehow the continual buzzing of my pearl necklace felt good enough that it was almost worth it. It was like my life only had worth if its misery served to amuse Mistress Treasure Tartarus. Tonight, I had offered her so very, very much amusement.

“Yes, Mistress Tartarus.”

—To Be Continued…