<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/beccabellamy/posts?filters%5Btag%5D=dominant%20professor">Click here</a> to read the previous part of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="70538289" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>“Welcome, Wade,” Professor Stevenson said as she opened her door to him for the second time. “Please, come in.”</p><p>Wade stepped into the house and tried his best not to stare at the exceptionally tight long-sleeved red top Professor Stevenson wore. Her breasts looked spectacular in it and her nipples were very obviously poking through the rather thin material.</p><p>Wade followed his professor into her living room and she directed him to sit surprisingly close to her on the plush couch.</p><p>“So, how was your week?” Professor Stevenson asked as she turned to face Wade.</p><p>He glanced at her breasts for a split second before trying his best to come up with a concise answer. Ultimately, he settled on one word: “Difficult.”</p><p>The smile that broke across Professor Stevenson’s face was not what Wade expected. He thought she might offer a little sympathy, but instead it seemed that she took pleasure in the notion that he’d struggled with spending a week locked in chastity.</p><p>“What made it difficult?” she asked.</p><p>“Chastity hurts,” he said. “I’m not sure I had a full night’s sleep all week. I kept waking up with this incredible ache between my legs. Plus, after a few days I was horny all the time so I was dealing with pain throughout the day.”</p><p>Professor Stevenson leaned a little closer and asked, “I’m so sorry about that, Wade. That’s the price you have to pay for losing your virginity, though.” </p><p>She touched his leg and moved her fingers in slow circles, unleashing a rush of wild desire and making Wade moan as he felt the pain of chastity once more.</p><p>“Isn’t it worth it?” Professor Stevenson whispered. “Isn’t the chance to fuck my tight, wet, warm pussy worth the pain?”</p><p>“Yes,” Wade said as her fingers moved a little closer to his locked cock.</p><p>“Was there anything else that made your week difficult, Wade?” she asked softly.</p><p>Lust fogged Wade’s mind, making it nearly impossible to think clearly.</p><p>“Well,” he said as Professor Stevenson continued to run her fingers over his inner thigh, “I guess I felt kind of embarrassed.”</p><p>“About what?” she asked.</p><p>“About drinking your…well, you know. About what we did in your bathroom,” he answered.</p><p>“Wade, that was just part of the price you have to pay,” Professor Stevenson explained. “It’s not like you volunteered for it or begged me for the chance to drink my golden nectar. You did it because I told you it was a necessity. You did it because you’re willing to do whatever it takes to lose your virginity to me. Isn’t that right?”</p><p>“Yes,” he said. “It is. I still felt some weird stuff this week, though. There were so many times where it felt like I could actually taste it in my mouth, even days after it happened.”</p><p>Professor Stevenson smiled like he’d just shared the most wonderful news she’d ever heard. She seemed positively giddy at the idea that Wade had experienced a week’s worth of mental fallout from having consumed her urine.</p><p>“Did you think about showering with me?” she asked.</p><p>“All the time,” Wade said.</p><p>“Did you think about how I let you touch my breasts in the shower, how I let you wash them because you’d been such a good boy when you drank my nectar?” she asked.</p><p>Wade had thought about it constantly. He couldn’t get it out of his mind. He thought about how beautiful her breasts looked. He thought about how good they felt in his hands. He thought about the smile on her face when he’d washed her breasts. He thought about the way she moaned as he played with her nipples.</p><p>Professor Stevenson leaned closer and her lips brushed against Wade’s neck, giving him delightful goose bumps and leading to a series of moans he just couldn’t control.</p><p>“Would you have spent your week jerking off if you weren’t locked up?” she whispered before running her tongue along his earlobe.</p><p>“Yes,” Wade said.</p><p>“How often did you masturbate before I put you in chastity?”</p><p>“At least once a day,” Wade answered. “Sometimes more often.”</p><p>Professor Stevenson sucked hard on Wade’s neck for a few moments before sliding away from him, standing up, and saying, “Some guys would have come to me and begged for release. It makes me so happy that you didn’t, Wade. You deserve a reward.”</p><p>She pulled her shirt off, revealing her spectacular naked breasts and swiftly straddling Wade. Professor Stevenson pulled his head to her chest and his lips instinctively parted to take her erect nipple into his mouth.</p><p>“Mmmm, that’s a good boy. Suck on my nipple. Make me feel good, Wade. You can play with them. You can touch them like you did in the shower,” she said.</p><p>Wade ignored the intense pain between his legs. His cock would have been painfully stiff were he not in chastity as a kind of arousal he’d never experienced before rushed through his body. A week without an orgasm and a beautiful topless woman in his lap combined to turn him on in amazing ways.</p><p>“Would you like to cum tonight, Wade?” she asked.</p><p>He released her nipple and looked up at Professor Stevenson to judge if she was being serious. “Yes. Absolutely. What can I do?”</p><p>“I like that you’re so eager to please, Wade. I like that you know you have to earn your orgasm,” Professor Stevenson said as she stood up and offered a hand. “Let’s go to my bedroom. I’ll show you exactly what you need to do.”</p><p>Wade followed his topless professor as they ascended the staircase, turned right, and headed towards her bedroom and a potential orgasm.</p><p>“Take your clothes off,” Professor Stevenson said as she led him into the room where he assumed all sorts of pleasure unfolded. “I’m going to change into something naughty.”</p><p>Wade watched his professor walk into her closet before yanking his shirt off and tossing it on the floor. He swiftly unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down so quickly and sloppily that he fell over.</p><p>“Is everything okay out there?” Professor Stevenson called out.</p><p>“Yes. Yup. I’m fine. I just tripped,” Wade answered as he quickly recovered from a healthy dose of embarrassment to finish undressing. He considered getting in the bed, but figured that Professor Stevenson would have told him to do so if that’s what she wanted.</p><p>“I’ve decided I’m going to take your virginity tonight,” she said from the closet.</p><p>Wade’s heart pounded at the idea of getting to have sex for the first time, and getting to do it with someone so beautiful and confident.</p><p>“Thought it may not be exactly what you were hoping for,” she added.</p><p>Professor Stevenson stepped out of the closet wearing a pair of shiny, high heeled black leather boots, a black bra, and a matching pair of boyshort panties. Wade glanced at all of that, but it was the dildo strapped to her pelvis that truly captured his attention.</p><p>“What…what’s that?” Wade asked as he stared at the long, thin slightly curved black dildo with a flared tip.</p><p>Professor Stevenson wrapped her fingers around the dildo and stroked it as she smiled at Wade. “This is my cock, Wade. Do you like it?”</p><p>Wade still hadn’t quite wrapped his head around what was happening. It seemed likely that he wasn’t going to have sex with his professor, though.</p><p>“I…I don’t know,” Wade answered as his gaze remained fixed on the professor’s hand as it slowly moved up and down the toy.</p><p>Professor Stevenson smiled and said, “Bend over for me, Wade. Bend over and put your hands on the bed.”</p><p>Wade reluctantly did as he was told. He bent over, placed his hands on the bed, and watched as she approached with the toy bouncing in front of her.</p><p>“I’m sorry if I was a little misleading, Wade,” Professor Stevenson said as she grabbed his ass and squeezed it hard enough to make him wince. “I am going to take your virginity tonight, but your cock won’t be coming anywhere near my pussy.”</p><p>Her fingers moved between his ass cheeks and teased his asshole as Wade’s body instinctively pulled away.</p><p>“I don’t have to fuck you, Wade, but if I don’t you won’t be fucking me,” she said. “Do you want to fuck me, Wade? Do you want to bury your cock in my warm, wet pussy? Do you want to cum while you’re in a woman?”</p><p>“Yes,” Wade said. “Yes, desperately.”</p><p>A week ago he might not have been as desperate, but he hadn’t been allowed an erection in that time, let alone an orgasm.</p><p>“I will do something nice for you, though,” she said. “I will let you cum, Wade. Would you like that? Would you like to cum tonight?”</p><p>Wade looked back with a giddy smile on his face and said, “Yes, please. Let me cum. I want to cum. I do.”</p><p>“Good. I’m going to unlock you before I fuck you, but only if you promise to keep your hands off your cock. If you stroke yourself even once we’re done. I send you home and you don’t get to lose your virginity. Do you understand?” Professor Stevenson said.</p><p>“I do. I won’t touch my cock. I promise,” he said.</p><p>“Stand up,” she demanded.</p><p>Wade stood up straight and Professor Stevenson opened her nightstand drawer and pulled out a chain with a small key hanging from it. She slipped it into the lock and delicately freed Wade’s cock for the first time in a week.</p><p>Then, to his absolute surprise and delight, Professor Stevenson wrapped her fingers around Wade’s cock and stroked him.</p><p>“Oh my God,” he said.</p><p>She pressed her body against his back and the strapon pushed against his ass cheeks before gently sliding between them and down his crack.</p><p>“Does that feel good, Wade?” she whispered.</p><p>“It feels better than anything ever has,” he said.</p><p>“Just imagine how good my pussy is going to feel, Wade,” Professor Steven said. “Just imagine how good it’s going to feel when I drop my slick, warm cunt onto your cock.”</p><p>Wade groaned as Professor Stevenson’s hand moved up and down his shaft. His balls tightened and his loins came alive with a kind of pleasure he’d never experienced before.</p><p>She abruptly released his cock and grabbed a handful of Wade’s hair and pushed him down until his face rested against the bed.</p><p>“Stay just like that, Wade,” Professor Steven said. The seductive tone in her voice was gone. She was the dominant woman he’d met the week before again.</p><p>A moment later Wade felt a cool, slippery substance against his asshole and he groaned, largely out of surprise.</p><p>“It’s just lube,” she said. “Don’t be such a baby. Believe me, you’re going to thank me for using lots of lube. This is going to hurt, Wade, but it will hurt less if your asshole is nice and slippery.”</p><p>Wade heard the familiar sound of masturbation and glanced back to see Professor Stevenson stroking her cock. There was something undeniably sexy about the way she looked, from the sense of power in her eyes to the odd-but-thrilling nature of a woman stroking a cock.</p><p>She stepped forward, pressed the head of the cock against Wade’s asshole, and gently pushed inside him. A shocking kind of pain spread from the point of penetration, eliciting a loud, agonized moan as Wade gripped the sheets.</p><p>“That’s it, Wade,” she said. “Take my cock. Take my cock like a good boy.”</p><p>“Fuck, please, slow down,” he said. “It hurts. Haley, it hurts.”</p><p>Wade’s head shot up and he moaned in pleasure as Haley wrapped her lubed up fingers around his cock and stroked him.</p><p>“How about that, Wade? Does it feel good when I stroke you?” she asked.</p><p>“Yes, holy shit, yes, that’s incredible. That feels so good,” he answered.</p><p>Professor Stevenson pulled out until just the tip of her strapon remained inside him.</p><p>“My pussy feels even better, Wade,” she said. “A lubed hand is closer to my cunt, but it’s still nowhere near as pleasurable. Do you still want to fuck me, Wade? Do you still want me to take your virginity and take you into my pussy?”</p><p>“Yes!” Wade said.</p><p>“Then beg me to fuck you,” she demanded.</p><p>Professor Stevenson released his cock and Wade looked back at her and said, “Please, fuck me.”</p><p>She smacked him on the ass hard enough for Wade to scream. “That’s not nearly good enough, Wade. You need to make me believe it. I don’t need to believe that you’re going to enjoy being fucked, but I need to believe that you want my cock. I need to believe that you want to be a good little bitch and take my dick.”</p><p>“Please, Haley, fuck my ass. Fuck me hard. Fuck me as hard as you want. I can take it,” Wade said with genuine desperation in his voice. He was driven by a desire to cum – his cock was still hard – and she’d made it perfectly clear what he’d have to do to earn that orgasm.</p><p>Professor Stevenson smacked his ass again and then drove the full length of her strapon into Wade’s ass. He screamed at the genuine, nearly overwhelming sense of pain. His ass clearly wasn’t meant to be fucked.</p><p>“Try and relax, Wade,” she said.”It will be less painful. I’m taking your ass either way, but you can choose to give it to me. You can take a deep breath, relax, and let me fuck you like a bitch and it won’t hurt nearly as much.”</p><p>Wade closed his eyes, rested his head against the bed, and took deep breaths. He tried to pull his focus from the pain of being fucked and concentrated on the sensations in his cock. Each thrust made the tip of his dick rub along the bed, bringing with it a little shot of pleasure. The relentless pounding of his ass still hurt, but it wasn’t as bad.</p><p>Professor Stevenson grabbed his hips and fucked Wade with exceptional pace and strength. It made him think of the doggystyle porn videos he’d watched where it seemed like the girl was little more than a cock sheath for the guy. Wade never believed the girls were actually enjoying it nearly as much as it seemed. Now he was convinced they were faking.</p><p>“I haven’t fucked a man in a long time, Wade. It feels so good to take your tight ass. It feels so good to pound you like you’re a toy for me,” Professor Stevenson said before burying her strapon inside him and grabbing a handful of his hair. She pulled hard and Wade’s head snapped back. “If I’m being honest, the fact that it hurts to take my cock makes me like it more. I like that you’re willing to suffer for me, Wade. I like that you’re willing to bend over my bed and take my dick up your ass in the name of making me happy. I like that you’re so desperate for pussy that you’ll let me ream out this little asshole of yours for as long as I want.”</p><p>Wade wasn’t going to argue, but he hoped she wouldn’t keep him bent over for much longer. As much as he tried to relax and distract his mind from the sensations in his asshole, getting fucked with such vigor hurt.</p><p>When she released his hair Wade thought it might be over. Instead, Professor Stevenson delighted him by wrapping her hand around his dick and stroking Wade in time with her thrusts.</p><p>“Does that feel good, Wade?” she asked.</p><p>“Yes,” he replied between moans.</p><p>“Does that mean you like getting fucked, Wade? Does that mean you like having a cock in your ass?” she asked.</p><p>“Yes,” Wade replied. He wasn’t thinking straight. Nothing mattered. It was the pleasure of having his professor’s skilled hand around his cock that mattered.</p><p>“Are you an anal slut, Wade?” she asked. “Are you a good little anal whore?”</p><p>“Yes, fuck, yes,” Wade answered as his orgasm approached. There was something distinctly humiliating about cumming with her cock in his ass, but Wade was too close to his climax to care.</p><p>Professor Stevenson released his cock and pulled out abruptly. “Turn around and get on your knees,” she said.</p><p>Wade stood, spun around, and dropped to his knees as Professor Stevenson loosened the strapon harness and let it fall to the floor. She pulled off her boots and said, “Cum on my feet, Wade. Cum on my feet and then get on your hands and knees and lick up your load.”</p><p>Wade was seconds away from cumming. His orgasm was a runaway freight train that couldn’t be stopped, despite some part of his brain screaming at him to refuse her order.</p><p>“Do it or you don’t get to fuck me,” she added.</p><p>Wade aimed his cock at his professor’s petite, beautiful feet and unloaded. He watched several shots of his thick, creamy spunk land on her skin before closing his eyes and smiling at the most intense sense of pleasure he’d ever experienced.</p><p>“Lick up your mess, Wade,” she demanded. “Show me you’re a good boy. Show me that in addition to being an anal whore you’re a good cum slut for me. Do it now or get out and say goodbye to losing your virginity.”</p><p>Wade felt a genuine sense of revulsion at the idea of eating his cum. He’d never done it before, but it seemed overwhelmingly disgusting. He moved to his hands and knees, though. He dropped his head down and stared at his cum in close up. It looked gross and he knew it was going to taste gross. Of course it would taste gross.</p><p>“Do it,” she said.</p><p>Wade ran his tongue through his cum as Professor Stevenson moaned like she was on the receiving end of a particularly good fucking. He turned his head and glanced upwards to see that her fingers were in her panties.</p><p>“Eat your cum, Wade. Do it. Do it for me. Be a cum slut for me,” she said.</p><p>Professor Stevenson was turned on. Of course she was. Why would she be doing any of the things she’d done with Wade if they didn’t turn her on? Despite being obvious, it felt like a revelation and it drove Wade to do as she desired. It wasn’t the traditional way a man turned a woman on – at least as far as he knew – but if eating his cum made Professor Stevenson horny, then Wade was going to do it.</p><p>He ran his tongue through his cum again and when that failed to pick much of it up he started to suck it off her feet. The combination of the nasty taste and the gross texture of his cum made him gag, but Wade swallowed. It burned going down and he felt like he might vomit, but Wade kept cleaning as Professor Stevenson masturbated above him.</p><p>She climaxed before he’d even finished. Her screams of orgasmic delight were loud and he looked up to see her eyes closed and her head thrown back as her thighs vibrated with what must have been a pretty intense kind of pleasure.</p><p>“Finish,” she said. “Then we’re going to the bathroom. I’m going to feed you my nectar.”</p><p>Wade resumed licking up his cum. It was a lot less exciting now that Professor Stevenson had cum, but he’d come far enough that he wasn’t going to stop until he’d completed his task. He wanted to lose his virginity, after all. He wanted to feel her pussy. He wanted to experience that bliss.</p><p>“You’re going back in your cage, too. I’m in control of your cock until I’ve taken your virginity,” she explained.</p><p>Professor Stevenson stepped back, examined her feet to make sure they were clean, and said, “I hope you’re thirsty,” before walking towards the bathroom.</p><p>Wade followed. He wasn’t thirsty for her piss – he couldn’t imagine ever being thirsty for a woman’s piss – but he was going to drink it. He was going to do whatever she wanted.</p>