A different kind of extra credit 2 By SCSlut4cock
I didn't sleep well Saturday or Sunday night, and Sunday during the day wasn't exactly very restful either. Lecture was at 10 Monday morning and I had office hours after that. I debated for a long time what I should do, but figured I had to at least show up. I would tell the student that this wasn't ok and we should just never discuss it again. Wearing the thong to school didn't even cross my mind.
When I got to the class I looked around not knowing what to expect. In a class of almost 200 students it wasn't like I was going to be able to pick him out. Everything else seemed normal, but I still couldn't get my heart to slow down. Every student that came up to ask a question after class made me nervous. Even the female students. Who might he have told?? I kept trying to check my email discreetly, but nothing from my new "Master".
Finally class ended and I slowly made my way over to the library where I help my office hours. I had signed up for a small study room in the basement where it was quiet, and I was definitely regretting that decision now. Not many students wondered by, but at least the room had windows so I wouldn't be completely isolated if my "Master" came by.
Almost 2 hours later though and not a single student had dropped in. That wasn't out of the ordinary given that they mostly just panicked and came by right before a test. Still though, I kept expecting at least one student to show up. I was just packing up my stuff to leave when I heard someone knock on the door. I froze and slowly looked up. As soon as I saw him, my heart sank. I knew it had to be him. Same size and about the same age.
"Hey slut how's it going?"
I nervously glanced around to make sure no one was close enough to hear and then quickly closed the door to talk to him.
"Listen, please don't say stuff like that. You could get me into serious trouble and even kicked out. You've had your fun, now can we please never talk about this again."
He just laughed at me and pulled up a chair.
"No. I told you what was going to happen and I meant it. You're mine now and you are going to do everything I tell you. If you refuse, I go to Professor Hendricks and show him the photos. And who knows, some of them might just get posted around campus on the way. Now I gave you some instructions regarding your underwear. Did you follow my instructions slut?"
I froze and didn't know what to say. I expected him to back down and laugh it off, but it didn't look like that was going to happen. He guessed correctly that I hadn't done what he said and my situation got even worse.
"I didn't think so. Dumb slut. I think you need to learn who's in charge here. You're going to get on your knees right here in this room and suck my cock. You're going to do it well and you're going to act like it's the most important thing in the world to you. And if you don't, I might start dropping some of these around the library."
He pulled a stack of papers with photos printed on them from his bag. I didn't need to see all of them to know what they were. The top picture was me caught in the glare of his headlights. I still just stood there frozen. This was insane! I couldn't do it.
My "Master" just shrugged and stood up to walk out, keeping the pictures in his hand. I had now choice.
Quickly dropping to my knees in front of the door I did the only thing I could think of. "Please sir, don't show those photos to anyone. I'll do whatever you say. I'll be your bitch. Please just keep this between us though"
With a smug grin he dropped his bag on the table and walked to the chair on the other side. "Good bitch. Here's how this is going to work. You are going to do everything I say from now on. You will check your email every hour on the hour in case I decide to use you. Unless you have a damn good excuse, you will be where I tell you, when I tell you, and you will do what I tell you. If you do have a meeting I will understand, however you will make it up to me. You will always and only wear thongs for underwear from now on, and if I ask you to prove it to me, you will do it regardless of where we are. IF you do everything I say, this will stay between us. If not, you know what will happen. So, to prove that you are going to be a good cocksucker, you are going to crawl over here, take out my cock, and suck it like it's the most important thing in your world, because as of now...it is!"
I hesitated for a second but knew I really didn't have a choice. He was behind the table, so I wouldn't be visible from the thin window that ran along the door unless someone actually ducked down to look. I knew how big of a risk it was, but I had to do it. Stealing myself for what I had to do, I crawled over to him, positioning myself as far as I could on the other side of the table. I looked up and saw the satisfied look on his face. He knew he owned me and there was nothing I could do about it. I reached up and unzipped his jeans before reaching into his boxer briefs and pulling out his already semi-hard cock. It was as big as I remembered, but whereas it made me horny as hell before, now it just made me sick to my stomach because of the situation. Sitting up a little higher on my knees I wrapped my lips around the head and started bobbing up and down a bit, swirling my tongue around everytime I got to the head. I knew he was enjoying it but he wanted more.
"Moan for me slut. Show me how much you love sucking my cock and how much you love being my personal cocksucker."
I glanced up to see his phone out again and knew this was only going to dig me deeper, but what choice did I have. I threw myself into the blowjob with everything I had. My only hope was to keep him happy and hopefully get him off quickly. I bobbed my head up and down as hard and fast as I could moaning like a cheap slut. Anyone who saw the video wouldn't believe for a second that I was being forced to do this. I still couldn't take him all the way down, but apparently it was enough as he grabbed my head and starting cumming quickly with a loud grunt.
I swallowed his load as he put away his cock and stood up.
"Don't you want to thank me slut?"
I couldn't believe it but acted out my part, Looking into the camera I said, "Thank you so much for letting me be your cockslut sir"
Now officially my Master, he chuckled a little as he pocketed the phone.
"Good slut. Now I think you need a little extra training so you are going to email me your address and phone number in the next 5 minutes and I will come by tonight to continue our training. Your door will be unlocked, and you will be dressed in only your thong. The second I walk in, you will drop what you're doing and get on your knees with your hands behind your back. You will always refer to me either as Sir or Master.
I know that you're not happy about this, but to be honest, I really don't care. I've always wanted to have my own personal cocksucker at my beck and call and now I do. You WILL do whatever I tell you because we both know you really don't have a choice. I'm going to enjoy using, abusing, and degrading you like the stupid cockslut you are, and you WILL at least pretend to enjoy every last bit of it. See you tonight slut!"
He walked out, leaving the door wide open with me still on my knees. Almost in a daze, I pulled out my phone and emailed him both my phone number and home address. He was right. I was now as good as his property. I would do anything to keep those photos private and he knew it. Just as I sent the message, someone walked by the door glancing in, and I realized I was still kneeling in front of the chair. Shaken out of my trance, I quickly pretended to look around on the ground for something before getting up and packing my bag. I hurried out of the library and to my car. All I wanted was to get home and relax, but somehow I knew I had a long night ahead of me.
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