“When you act like a depraved little girl in your shortest skirt, flashing me in lectures, showing how wet you are, teasing me all day, without release, you cross a line.

Oh, I forgot the predicament you were in. Ankles and wrists bound to the bed, gagged. Little mixture of panic and lust in your eyes. I guess, coming to your professor for more extracurriculars, wasn’t as straightforward as you’d planned.

Bet the last hour must have felt like torture. You’ve had plenty of water. But thinking about that hard cock in my pants whilst your pussy sits there slowly soaking my sheets. (tut tut) Must be driving you wild, hmm?

Now, shush, shush, shush You’re going nowhere. And that vibrator tied to the bed and resting on you is not moving anywhere either.

It is almost insulting, you think I would move it after the dirty little whore you’ve been the last few days."