Blackmailed Into Sex By My Kinky Professor

Blackmailed into sex – how it all started. 

When I was at university in London I cheated in an exam and I ended up being blackmailed into sex. I thought I’d got away with cheating until my professor called me into her office. She told me that I was bang to rights and faced expulsion. If I’d been a little bit older and a bit wiser, I’d have called her bluff. But I was young and quite naive (at least outside the bedroom).

Expelled from uni?  What a disgrace. I panicked at the thought.  I was close to tears and begged my hot professor to help me.  Quickly, I said I was sorry and promised to study hard in the future and never cheat again. She told me that I would never be able to go to another university and would be lucky to find work flipping burgers.

I begged and pleaded and said that I’d do anything – absolutely anything – to get a second chance. My professor thought about this and said that it might be possible to deal with the matter informally. She asked me if I was willing to accept her punishment. I was suddenly afraid of what she had in mind, but I reluctantly agreed.

My punishment for cheating was being blackmailed into sex. 

She told me that If I accepted a spanking, I would get a second chance. Reluctantly, I stood up and walked towards her. My sexy professor ordered me to stop and made me wait while she locked the door. Then she sat back down and told me to undress. This was more than I’d bargained for, but I had no choice.

I hated the power that she had over me. And the way that she smirked as I unhooked my bra. I tried to cover my boobs with my arm as I pulled my panties down, but she told me to hurry up and take my clothes off. I stood there completely naked and humiliated as she stared at my voluptuous young body.

My professor beckoned me forward and forced me to lie across her knee. As she caressed my buttocks, I realised that I was being blackmailed into sex. The next thing I knew, her hand slapped down hard across my bare arse. There was a sound like the crack of a whip and I felt a stinging pain. I squealed and bucked as she slapped me again.

She reacted forcefully, swinging one of her legs over both of mine and pinning me in place. Then she really began to spank me, calling me a nasty little cheat and saying that she’d teach me a lesson I’d never forget. My bottom truly began to hurt as she spanked me without mercy. When I started to cry out, she threatened to gag me with my panties. 

I don’t know if her hand started to hurt, or perhaps her arm ached, but eventually, she stopped slapping my burning backside. 

My kinky professor pulled me off her lap and forced me down onto my knees in front of her. She hoisted up her skirt and pulled her panties to one side, exposing her wet pussy. Yes, I was being blackmailed into sex. But it was a turn-on.  And it was good practice as it wasn’t long after I left University that I was getting my sexy arse spanked by my boss.

I stared at her swollen labia as she rubbed her pussy with her fingers. I could see her wet pink inner lips and her clitoris in close-up detail. It wasn’t my first time with a woman, but I’d never been a slave before. My horny professor grabbed my hair and pulled my face towards her pussy. I knew that I had to please her and went straight for her clit.

I wanted to make her cum quickly and began to tongue her hard. She gasped and told me to lick her slowly and gently. Then she made me finger her and suck her clit. I felt her writhing and jerking as I pleasured her. Eventually, she began to orgasm, grinding her soaking wet cunt against my face, gasping breathlessly, and calling me a slut and a whore. Later, she bent me over her desk and fucked me with a strap-on. When she went down on me afterward, I REALLY began to enjoy being blackmailed into sex. Maybe it wouldn’t be the last time I’d cheat in an exam. What do YOU think?

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