mo**** Posted 11 hours ago It was nearing the end of the afternoon, and just like all the other endless days before it, this one too was full of relentless, bullshit, pandering meetings - the typical circle jerk of the administrative and staff heirarchy. Of being the one in charge of everything to how well the fundraiser for the new arts building was coming along on budget, to making sure there was enough staff, steaks, and everything was going off without a hitch for the beginning of the semester mixer and cookout. It was 4:39. She was not where she was supposed to be. To be fair he was running late and she was prone to distraction. He made a beeline for his staff office as quickly as he could wade through the campus footraffic. After a little treck he made it rather breathless to the humanities annex that housed his modest office. He stopped short just outside the hall. He saw her at his desk, his dim desk light catching the shadows of her moving erotically, though there was no music nor anyone else there.He watched for several minutes as she gracefully and without shame or restraint made free of her body. Such a beautiful thing, it would be wrong to let such a thing of raw power and passion go unnoticed. He sternly called her name, momentarily stopping short the movement of her hands. He wheeled a long mirror that had been cleared out from last semesters fall play and told her to bend over the desk and just watch. He knew his commands would be followed without question , and that she was ripe for the delicious *** before allowing her the affection she was practically demanding from him. He then caught the silhouette of a long ruler that had been left against the white board’s shelf. He grabbed HIS Brat by the air, breathing her in. Hibiscus and coconut, heat … he struck her ass and legs with the ruler while he made her sqeak and squirm in his firm grasp. He told her not to make a sound as he delighted in how hard she tried to obey him, even when he struck harder….. He could have done anything in the world and she would have been putty in his arms. He thought about denying her release for her impertinence for being so indiscreet, but he couldn’t not deny that it fueled a hunger and drive in him, that hadn’t been felt for eons. In a moment he had bent her over the desk and pulled off her sexy panties and skirt and was filling her up with hungry, steady, and passionate need. He felt her genuine release and pleasure against his touch. Her whimpers and hands tapped to the side signaled to him that she was close. He covered her mouth with his hand. He whispered to let go. When they had both reached satisfaction he whispered “Mine” lovingly in her ear. The bells outside signaled the final call for dinner on campus before the debate he was chaperoning was to begin. He seriously but kindly reminded his brat to look smart and he linked an arm through hers as they made their way to the debate.
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