Janna and the Professor

PART II

"Janna, you may stand" Atkins directed. While he had eagerly expected Janna to release her hands, she had remembered his earlier command and kept them clasped behind her neck as she struggled to her feet. Looking at the wet spot on his lap, Atkins pointed to the offending stain.

"Janna, look what you've done!" although it was not clear what part of the stain came from her juices and what part came from his own… but she didn't need to know that.

"Come closer" he commanded and when she did "now spread your feet apart… no, wider. Good girl."

With her legs in a perfect upside-down V, Atkins reached up and with only a thin layer of fabric between his fingers and her sopping wet pussy, he stroked her until her eyes were closed and she was again moaning, her hands still clasped tightly behind her neck.

"Janna, you are obviously ready for much more, but not here. Go to the back bedroom and once you get there you may lower your arms and take off your panties. Your hands must then go behind your head again and you will lie on the bed, face up with your legs spread as they are now. Do you understand."

Janna nodded and forced herself to leave the room. "This is crazy, this is crazy, this is crazy" she thought to herself. But her body seemed to have taken on a will of its own. It was desperate for release and Dr. Atkins was so breathtakingly handsome. Taking a deep breath, she approached the door to the back bedroom but found it shut. With her hands still clasped behind her head, she wondered momentarily if the professor had known it was shut and was testing her to see if she would disobey him. She fumbled with her elbows to turn the doorknob until finally she was able to push the door open and once in the room she turned and saw Atkins watching at her, smiling his approval.

About ten minutes later, after making a few calls and putting the living room back into order, Dr. Atkins made his own way into the bedroom to find Janna laying on her back, her hands still clasped behind her back and her legs spread invitingly. He was surprised to see her snatch neatly shaved and when he asked about it, she responded that her aunt had suggested she shave to present a better appearance in her swim suit.

Atkins wasted no time sinking his fingers into her juicy wet slit. Janna moaned, arching her back in pleasure which sent those beautiful tits even further in the air. This was too much for the professor and without thinking, he climbed on the bed in front of Janna's snatch and putting his face down to her fragrant clit, began sucking in her juices.

Janna was nearly out of her mind with pleasure as orgasm after orgasm swept over her. Unbeknownst to her, the professor had been and was continuing to spell out 'you are mine' on her clit with his tongue, driving her wild with passion. When he finally stopped, she had experienced five mind-blowing orgasms that left her panting and wanting more.

Atkins got off the bed and ordered Janna to do the same. After undressing, he laid down on the bed, his massive cock standing nearly straight up. Janna stared at the thing in amazement. The only cocks she had seen were her cousins and they weren't nearly this big.

"Janna, you may lower your hands. Good, now come back on the bed and kneel at my feet."

Atkins stretched his long torso and spread his legs. Janna climbed back up on the bed and positioned herself between his legs.

"Janna, I told you that I would teach you how to receive and give pleasure. You have received pleasure, now it's time to give it. Do you understand?"

Janna nodded her head. "Good. Now I want you to suck my cock." Janna moved timidly closer to the mammoth thing and contemplated its size. Grasping the shaft, she moved her head over the head and seeing a drip of cum on its tip, licked it away. Atkins nearly blew his wad right there and then as he watched this innocent beauty's tongue roll out and lick away his juices.

"Good" he managed to croak out. "Now put your mouth over it and start moving up and down." Taking her head, he gently pushed her mouth farther down on the shaft and then letting it up, pushed her head down again, repeating this until she established her own rhythm.

Blow jobs were nothing new to Atkins, having been the recipient of many from his students. But this one, this one was incredible. Janna's head bobbed up and down on his shaft, almost as if she had been doing this her entire life. Her small mouth wrapped around his cock tightly as she plunged the tool into her throat, occasionally pulling the thing out and greedily licking all around it like a lollipop. As far a Janna was concerned, this was nearly as pleasurable as getting eaten out. She loved the hardness, the texture, the wet warmth. She could do this all day!

Finally the professor could hold it in no longer and forcing the girls head down on his throbbing cock, exploded his white cream into her mouth and down her throat. He was astonished that she didn't choke or gag on his cum, but instead took it all down, even appearing to relish it. This girl was either born to this or had lied about her experiences.

Once he had regained his composure, Atkins pressed Janna accusingly. "You have done this before, haven't you?"

Janna looked back at him, her eyes opened wide. "Oh no! Was it bad? I could do better."

Atkins reached up and stroked her hair. "No, Janna. You did fine." Both laid together for awhile, comfortably lost in their own thoughts. Finally, the professor pulled himself up and went to a chest in the corner of the room. He finally came back dumping out his supplies on the bed.

"Janna, lay on your back" he ordered the girl who immediately complied. Taking the hand closest to him, he wrapped a strap with a self-closure around the small appendage and using a clasp attached to the strap, fastened her hand to a ring on the bed post that Janna had not noticed until now. Atkins repeated the same to her other hand, leaving her arms spread and helpless.

Atkins then wrapped her ankles in the same type of fastening, but instead of positioning her feet outwardly as she had expected, he fastened a short strap to the hook and drawing her leg up, fastened the other end of the strap to the same hook on the bed that her wrist was anchored to. After repeating the same to the other ankle, Janna was appalled that her crotch was now completely exposed and in the cuffs, she was totally vulnerable to whatever the professor now had in mind.

"Janna, what I will be doing now may seem strange and uncomfortable, but I want you to try to go along with it. In the end, you will have a greater satisfaction than you dreamed possible, but you must give yourself and me a chance. However, if it gets to be too much for you, your safe word is 'Shakespeare'. Do you understand?"

Janna nodded slowly, still uneasy about the restraints and the reality of her fantasy's coming true. She had been climaxing for years from thoughts of being in this very situation. And now, her fantasy's were real and the pleasure she had already experienced gave her hope that what was to come would be even more fantastic.

"Good." Atkins was nearly beside himself in seeing this luscious young thing tied up and ready for whatever he had to give her.

The first toy he presented to her was a small butt-plug made of glass. "You'll be glad of this later" he said without further explanation. He lubed the thing well and gently but firmly pushed the thing in until it popped into place. Janna moaned in pain as her tight ass was invaded by the cold, hard intruder. Then went in the ball-gag, a blindfold, and finally headphones from which she would be listening to carefully selected music. Atkins wanted Janna to be completely dependent on him and aware of only what she could smell and feel.

Atkins let Janna get comfortable with the apparatus on and in her for a few minutes. Then, without warning, whap! The stinging strips of leather were laid on her exposed bottom six, seven, eight. Janna was writhing as the straps fell on her, not as hard as they could have been, but nevertheless stinging. Then suddenly the whip was gone and Atkins mouth was once again on her sopping wet pussy, driving Janna nearly insane with pleasure. But before she could climax he stopped, and the whip was again laid on her.

This repeated forever as far as Janna was concerned, but in actuality, took about 40 minutes until the girl was panting with both pleasure and pain. During the last of it, she screamed through the ball gag as the professor laid his tongue to her swollen clit bringing her to the brink of climax when he suddenly pulled out the small butt-plug and shoved a larger one in. Janna climaxed so forcefully that she lifted herself off the bed, nearly pulling out the industrial strength bindings that held her feet and legs apart.

As she was coming down from her plateau, Atkins released her bound feet, but left her wrists attached to the rings at either side of the bed. Janna stretched out in relief and ecstasy, her lean body glistening with sweat from the magnificent ordeal the professor had put her through. Removing the ball gag, blindfold and headphones, Atkins offered the young beauty some bottled water, which she eagerly accepted before drifting off to a well-earned nap.