All in His Eyes
Defiance or Submission
by The Traveling Master
- The Professor -
“What’s the matter?” I said as I looked up at her pouting face.
“Nothing…”
“Come now Jennifer…” I said as I took her in my arms, holding her close. “You know you can tell me anything. In fact, I insist…” I said firmly.
She sighed as the tension released from her body.
“It’s nothing really…” she said as she avoided my eyes. “I’m just… Jealous.” she admitted.
I chuckled.
“Jealous?” I asked in surprise. “I can’t believe this… We just enjoyed a wonderful romp and we are still very naked, why on earth would you be jealous? And of who?”
“Trisha…”
“Really?” I asked. “Why?”
“Because… I’m jealous of the way you want her… You don’t want ME like that… I think you don’t want ANY of us like that…”
She was right. Something about Trisha was different. I knew it the moment I saw her. That part was clear to me from the start. It was the first week of school and I was walking around campus. I spotted her with her friends as she chatted away, hair flowing in the afternoon sun. Even now, just thinking about it, was getting my blood pumping.
My first instinct was to go and take her. At the very least, discover if I even could. Not all girls will fall in my eyes. But I decided to take my time. I had felt such strong attraction before and I knew I had to be careful about it. As much as I could anyway… So I explored the campus and it's… Assets… Creating a small but effective inner circle.
But this was a first. Maybe this little beauty was different as well. None of the others ever felt jealous. Jealousy is such an ugly emotion.
“I see…" I said as I kissed her forehead. "Well tell me this you little minx. Do I not take care of your needs?”
“Yes…” she said in a tiny whisper.
“I didn’t hear that.” I said firmly.
“Yes.” she said louder as I saw her cheeks turn crimson.
“Do you enjoy our time together?” I asked.
“Yes.”
“Do you need more?” I continued.
“No… Not really…” she said, visibly unsure.
“See? What is there to be jealous about? I see you more often than the other girls, plus you know much more about me.” I said, but I could see her doubts. So I decided to change tactics. “What if I told you that the reward I promised you, for all your hard work, was never to be given? Would you still do as I asked?”
“I’m not… I mean… Yes.”
“Freely?” I asked again.
“Yes.” she said.
“And why would you do as I ask? Especially if I wasn’t going to reward you?”
“You already do… Professor… In so many ways…” she said smiling.
“I see… Seems you are getting what you want out of our little… Arrangement… Aren’t you?”
“Oh yes! No doubt Professor.” she said with a warm smile.
“Excellent.” I said as I kissed her. “As for your reward, no need to worry. You have been perfect so far and you will get what was promised to you.”
“Oh thank you Professor!” she said with a big smile.
“Under one important condition however.”
“Oh?” she said.
“You have to stop pouting and insisting on this silly jealousy business. Can you do that for me?”
“Yes! I’ll stop I promise!”
“Good.”
“But…” she added with a cute frown.
“What is it?”
“I can’t help but wonder… WHY are you taking so long to take her? Why didn’t you just make her see… That first night… Like you did with me…”
“A very good question…” I said trailing off. “I probably could have done it then… Hahahah… I probably did too much already. But I must resist the temptation… She is a rare one… I can feel it when I gaze into her soul. Forcing her wouldn’t work… Not like I wish it to work. It’s hard to explain correctly… I just…”
She interrupted me with a quick kiss.
“You want her… More than any one of us…” she said.
I was about to scold her about being jealous again, but the way she was smiling gave me pause. She wasn’t saying it out of jealousy, she was just stating the obvious.
“Yes…” I finally said.
“Hihihihihih!” she giggled. “Seems to me that you have trouble restraining yourself. I mean… You did bring her home the very first night…”
“I know… What can I say… She brings out a special kind of lust in me. Extremely hard to resist.”
She smiled at that. I could see her arousal spark as she imagined my own lust trying to reign free. She never could resist seeing me aroused. She bit her lip before she spoke.
“And what about little old me?” she asked as her fingers traced idly on my naked chest. “What kind of lust do I inspire in you?”
“If you only knew half of what your tight little body inspires in me…” I said as I kissed her. “Besides… By now you should know I have an insatiable appetite…”
We made out for a little while. I felt her hands urgently caress my back, trying to pull me to her. I felt her arousal skyrocket as my own hands grabbed her tight ass.
“And you should also know how much I enjoy watching you explode when the pleasure coursing through your body reaches critical mass…” I said as I kissed her neck, feeling her back arch in anticipation.
“Oh fuck…” she moaned. “Yes… YES!!! Please Professor… Show me… Let me see it… Through your eyes… Please… I want to feel it again…”
“You know the rules… No such pleasure until you reach your goal… Then… And only then… Will I let you gaze into my eyes… Let you feel it all… Make you experience the raw lust you crave…”
“Oh yes… Please… I’ll be a good girl… I won’t fail you…”
“I know…” I said as I pushed her back on the bed. “Now open those legs for me, I want to taste your arousal…”
"Fuck..." she moaned.
I watched her spread her legs and I smiled. She tasted so wonderful when she was this aroused. My lips made their way slowly from her neck to her tummy… Savoring her anticipation like a fine wine… I reached my goal and felt her pleasure explode like a supernova.
She never could resist my oral ministrations… But that was fine. I was nothing if not patient…
Very soon now… It will be HER laying before me… Giving herself to me… That thought made me so hard…
This little vixen will have to help me satisfy it.
Until I can claim my prize again…
- Trisha -
As I tried to understand the class I was in, my mind kept going back to Monday afternoon. I still couldn’t believe I had actually fucked the Professor in his office. It wasn’t like me at all. I felt so embarrassed as I went back to my apartment.
But it was so good… So sexy… So naughty…
I was so happy I started to giggle uncontrollably once I got in my room. I couldn’t deny I had enjoyed it. A lot… But the mere fact it happened was giving me pause. Why? What was happening to me? Was it bad? It certainly wasn’t legal… Per say… It was a big taboo for a student and a professor to have such an intimate relationship. Even IF we were both adults…
What were we anyway?
From what I had seen so far, we certainly weren’t exclusive… Did I imagine it? Or did the strawberry blonde coming out of his office looked like she had just… Just… Well probably…
Did that bother me? I… I couldn’t say…
Which was another alarm bell ringing out loudly for me to never see him again. I bit my lip as I realized I didn’t want that at all. If I was honest, I wanted to go see him again that very night. Let myself fall into his beautiful eyes…
Whatever it meant.
I shook my head to chase such musings away. I had to concentrate on my class.
For the next few days, I decided to see if I could resist the urge to go see him. Maybe it had just been too long since I had last fucked properly. I had to know if it was me or him. I made a point of trying to think of anything else. Maybe if I could put him out of my mind, I would forget all about it and just move on. Like it never happened.
But each night…
I was assaulted by erotic dreams about him. Some of those dreams could have been a script for any number of lewd fantasies. Or pornos… Each morning I was forced to admit that I wasn’t going to be able to forget him. Not any time soon anyway...
So I spent the day trying to forget him.
I was scared of him even as I lusted for him.
I didn’t trust myself around him so I avoided the wing where he taught like there was an outbreak of bubonic plague. And it worked. I didn’t see him at all. On Wednesday, I had lunch with Jen and she was telling me about her latest conquest. Which wasn’t what I needed to hear, but it seemed to make her feel good so I indulged her.
“Wait wait… What was the name of the guy at the frat party again?” I asked, a little confused.
“I’m not sure really…” Jen said as she mused. “Wasn’t that good of a lay anyway. Average dick… But no technique at all!” she said with a giggle.
I just rolled my eyes.
“Ok so this new guy isn’t him then?”
“Nope!” she said with a smile. “No… Jason is way better! A lot more technique… An encore was in order!”
“You know that I don’t judge you Jen…” I started.
“Of course! We never do!”
“But maybe you could tone it down a little? People are starting to talk…”
“Talk? So what? Let them! I don’t really care… Just means they are jealous.” she said as she sipped her drink.
“Don’t you want to get taken seriously? With respect?”
“Eventually… Sure… But for now… I want to have fun! Don’t you?”
I didn’t answer. I wasn’t sure WHAT I was going to say to that. Her smile was so genuine. She truly enjoyed it all. Regardless of what her reputation became. I smiled a little. Even if we had been friends since high school, I was still amazed at how much she changed when we got to college.
She was still the fun loving overly sweet girl I became friends with, but she discovered a new passion for torrid affairs when she hit college. Like she was finally free. As for me, I opened up like any college student, eager to experience new things, but never as much as she did. In a way, I admired her for her courage. It’s not easy to face the potential stigma of public opinion.
Then again…
College was way different than high school. I mean, people had so much to think about now. Their classes, their futures, parties… If there was any bad gossip about someone, it usually became yesterday’s news within a few weeks. So why was I making such a fuss over it?
“Of course I want to have fun!” I finally said. Trying to convince myself.
“Besides… Sleeping around when you get married with kids will be WAY worse. Better get it all out in college.”
“But… Aren’t you afraid that sleeping around so much will scare off the good ones? You know… Husband material?”
She looked at me like I was speaking Chinese.
“To be honest, Trish…” she said seriously. “I’m not looking for a husband just yet. I’m in no hurry. And to be fair, you shouldn’t be either.”
“What? I’m not… I mean…”
“Come on… I remember those late nights we spent cutting up wedding magazines and talking about how our husbands will be. You liked it way more than I ever did.”
“Jen…” I said.
“Hahahahahah!” she laughed. “Oh don’t get me wrong! I want to find myself a big strong man to take care of me. And I can take care of him and we can face the world together. Just not right now. I want to get as wild as I can before I settle down and hunt for him.”
“Hunt?” I said smiling.
“Sure! With all the experience I’m getting, he won’t know what hit him!” she said laughing.
“That’s for sure…” I said to myself. “OUCH!” I screamed as Jen slapped my arm.
“I can deal with being seen as a slut by the idiots around campus, but not you ok? I’m just having fun on my terms.”
“Don’t worry Jen… I don’t see you like that. You are just a free spirit!”
“Exactly!”
We laughed all the way to our classes. It was so good to talk with Jen. Somehow, it made me feel a lot better about myself. So what if I was a little wild? I wasn’t seeing anyone at the moment so why should I feel bad?
Even so, I still wanted to see if I could resist the incredible pull I felt towards him. So I denied myself all day until night fell and I was plunged into one erotic dream after the other. I didn’t mind though… I always woke up feeling so warm and sexy. Not at all a bad way to get up, if you know what I mean.
But then, Friday came along and Jen texted me to meet up in the Quad before lunch. I didn’t think anything of it until I actually reached the Quad. Once there, I walked around looking for Jen. I couldn’t spot her, but I did see someone I knew.
I saw HIM…
He was across the Quad, speaking outside with students. Was he doing his class outside? How modern of him. It certainly was a great day to do so. My heart skipped a few beats when he turned his head and looked towards me. I immediately looked away.
Oh god... Did he just smile? Did he spot me?
My cheeks burned…
What was I to do? Stay calm… This was a public place and nothing could happen to you here. But then again… I bit my lips as I imagined him taking control of me with his eyes… What would he make me do I wondered? Would he make me flash him from across the Quad? Would he make me come to him? My mind raced with a thousand fantasies. I was doing so well all week… During the day at least… Now it all came crashing down as I started to get horny at the sight of him.
He was so close… Just a few strides away…
Should I text Jen to meet elsewhere? No… That would be running away. I wouldn’t do that again. Whatever happens to me when he looks at me couldn’t possibly happen here. Could it? I took a deep breath.
No time like the present. Worst case scenario, Jen will come up to me and snap me out of it. If there was even something to snap me out of. I still wasn’t sure if he had a hold on me or if it was just my imagination.
I turned and looked straight at him.
He was pretty far away, but I swear I could see him crack a smile as our eyes met. I could barely see his eyes at all. This was silly. What did I expect? That he had some kind of magical power in his eyes? No… It must be my imagination. If it was… What was it saying about me? Did I actually WANT him to take control of me? To show me things with his eyes. Make me feel things…
I could see he was still talking to his class, but his gaze never left mine. He was so sure of himself in front of his students. So manly… I smiled. He smiled. I suddenly felt like a schoolgirl watching her crush from afar and then feeling excited as he turned to see me. Yeah… Just like that. I felt giddy… Excited… He was smiling at me.
He was happy to see me. That couldn’t be my imagination. As I looked on, my vision slowly tunneled down until I could only see him. Even from this distance, I could tell that his eyes were beautiful. Captivating… Filled with passion and lust… Just by seeing me…
I suddenly felt hot.
I loved how his eyes made me feel. Like a natural high… No… Stronger than that… Like a drug… My mind started to run wild… Maybe I could walk past him and leave a note in his pocket for him to meet me in his office again.
Oh fuck that would be nice…
I could fuck him on his chair… While he admired my body with his lust filled eyes…
I bit my lower lip hard, trying to get my mind out of the gutter. But it wouldn't… I was helpless against my erotic thoughts. Was it my own imagination? Or was it coming from him? Regardless of the why, my vision slowly blurred out, leaving me to awaken in a room filled with cushions…
Bright red pillows everywhere… I was in the middle of them, surrounded by hanging see-through silk ribbons. It looked like I was in an Arabian dream… My eyes fell on my body and I was wearing the most luxurious red lingerie I had ever seen.
Was I dreaming? Or was my outfit made of pure silk? My hands crept up to my breasts as my fingers traced around my erect nipples. It was so soft on my skin… I cupped them both and massaged them for a moment, feeling the incredible softness. I moaned in delight. I had never worn such an expensive garment. It was amazing…
I almost got lost in the feeling before I felt it. A slow rise in pleasure all along my skin. Somehow, I knew it had nothing to do with me or my hands. It was him… He was near… There was no doubt about it. As I tried to trace back the wonderful sensation, I felt my mind slip away from my body…
I wasn’t scared. I knew exactly what was happening. I was entering his mind. Looking through his eyes. A pair of doors opened wide to reveal the room I was in. I could see myself, as if on a pedestal, on my mountain of cushions. It almost looked like a painting. As soon as I saw myself, I could feel a wave of passion invade me.
Invade him… I saw myself smile at him. Inviting him to join in…
He didn’t move forward, not yet. He was drinking in my beauty with his eyes. I knew the feeling well. Like he could pull my soul inside him. Savor my sexuality in a way that made any other sort of arousal seem pale.
Through his eyes, I could almost TASTE my beauty… My curves… My eyes… My lips…
We were apart, but it felt like we already were in each other’s arms. Just by looking, he could feel me. My arousal… My desires… Taste it all from afar… I felt his tongue lick his lips like he was starving for me. As if he hadn’t sampled me in ages… The simple allure of my body, all dressed up for him, was intoxicating.
God he wanted me…
I wanted myself.
He moved towards the edge of the bed as I saw myself start to lick my lips in response. A spike of arousal threatened to break his self-control. I was teasing him… Tempting him… I could feel his passion for me, like a caged animal. Something inside him was roaring to be released. Howling to consume the vision of beauty before him. To explode and take her completely… To claim her and her exquisite pleasure…
To claim me...
But he held it in. Enjoying the feeling of the beast battering against his control. I was amazed he could actually do it. If I was the one that felt so much arousal… I would certainly break and give in. It was like an unending hunger… Yes… He was ravenous.
For me…
He crawled on the bed and I saw myself open my legs for him. The flimsy fabric of my Arabian style pants were open in the middle. Giving him a full view of my most intimate self. The smell of my own arousal was sending shivers of pleasure down his strong spine.
As his head got ever closer, I could feel how eager he was to taste me. To eat me… The sinful beast inside him was going mad with desire. I could picture it, foaming at the mouth to push him to taste me… Devourer me…
His lips finally made contact and my mind slipped back to my body. My back arched, threatening to break my spine as his ministrations sent my passion to unseen heights. I was breathing hard as I gave in to his exquisite ministrations. My hand grabbed a fistful of his hair as he continued his assault. I smiled as I thanked him in my mind. He had left us connected. I could still feel how aroused he was as he sampled my passion.
He was tender… Slow… Methodical… Savoring…
Which was making his sinful self enraged with desire. I could feel the flood behind his control. What would it be like if he ever let it go? I would surely be swept up in the sudden tidal wave. How delicious that would be…
His tongue was starting to make my head swim in pure delicious pleasure. Thinking wasn’t important right now. I just had to enjoy… And tease… One day he would finally let loose… And I wanted to be there to accept it. Experience it… Survive it…
I let myself fall on my back as my hand went to my throat, trying to contain my moans. My fingers danced along the silk collar I knew I would never take off. I could feel the soft tightness around my neck and I almost lost control of my pleasure. He had given this to me… When he said I was his… I could remember the first time I put it on…
Such sweet submission…
My vision expanded and I found myself back in the Quad. I had to blink a few times to chase away the cobwebs and calm my racing heart as the vision I experienced left lust on my lips.
“Trish?” Jen said, startling me.
I didn’t want her to be there. Not yet… The dream… I wanted to see more… Feel more… I was so close to cumming…
But he smiled and turned his head to speak with a student. Like a mirror breaking, I heard the sounds of the Quad rush back to me.
Fuck... When did the Quad get SO LOUD!
“Huh… Yeah?” I finally said.
“Are you ok? You kind of spaced out there for a moment.” she asked, visibly concerned.
“Yeah… Sure… Just a silly day dream.” I brushed off as I licked my lips.
God... What just happened?
“Well come on! I need your advice on my wardrobe for tonight!” she said with a big smile.
“Fine!” I said as she took my hand to guide me away.
I looked back towards the Professor and he wasn’t looking at me anymore. That made me sad. Just a little…
We went to Jen’s place and I was left wondering why she just didn’t tell me to meet her at her place. Oh well… At least I got to see the Professor again without melting in a puddle of raw arousal. Although, I can't say that the brief encounter didn't leave me unscathed. Real or not, that vivid daydream had left me with a yearning I couldn't deny. Imagination or not, he had already told me how arousing I was to him and how much he wanted me.
And I definitely didn't imagine his lust... That was deliciously real!
I was glad to see that even if I felt this overwhelming attraction for him, I could still hold back. If only a little...
I smiled as thoughts of the professor mixed with the conversation I was having with Jen as she tried on outfit after outfit in search of the perfect one. Something about her open nature was rubbing off on me. Why wouldn't I want to enjoy myself?
The professor had been right the other day, I did work hard to deny myself.
So maybe I could work on that and try to enjoy myself a little more.
And I knew just the professor to help me with that...