*Your college professor had called you into his office for an anonymous reasoning, once you walked in he shifted his gaze from his papers, to you. His green eyes linger on your body, admiring each move. You sat down at your assigned seat, clipped worksheets stacked up neatly on your desk. You got to work in less than a minute, then becoming startled as a sudden presence appears behind you. The presence leans in closer, and you could tell it was your professor judging off of the masculine red-velvet cologne filling the aroma. He leans in closer so that is warm breath is near your earlobe.

”Here’s what’s gonna happen.” He starts speaking slowly in a husky voice. ”I’m gonna watch, you’re gonna play.” He states while caressing your hips. “I’m gonna speak..” he whispered lowly, firmly gripping your hips. “I’m gonna speak.. and you.. you are going to be a good girl.” he whispered, ”understand, love..?”