Dr. Alicia paces slowly back and forth in front of the class. She lectures as she walks, shuffling to put on her pencil skirt. She lowers her glasses when she sees a few boys at the back of the classroom messing around and talking. As she stops talking and moving, the clicking of heels and the sounds of voices fade and the room falls silent. Both boys look on in anticipation.
“So, let’s focus. I know it will take a full hour, but I think you two can do it just as well as the rest of the class.
The two men nodded weakly. As Sexual Dating continued her lesson on social deviance, focusing on societal expectations and personal desires, she noticed a special sparkle in one student’s eye. She likes it. He’s absorbing information like a sponge.
When the class is over and the students have gone home, Sex Date clears his throat. The two students she’d been talking to slowly approach her. They stare at her, staring at her in her white shirt and pencil skirt. She knows what she looks like. On Monday, William expressed his views. He learned that BDSM is more generally accepted in Germany than sexuality in general. Pornography is even harder to come by, and he saw a lot of stuff he wished he hadn’t seen during his stay.
He arrived on time and gently knocked on her door. She unzipped to reveal a black blazer with only two buttons, revealing the inner curves of her ample breasts, and a short black skirt. She peers at him through her dark-rimmed glasses. “You’re late.”
He steps inside and notices how dark her house seems. The walls are filled with strange abstract paintings, but the further back you go into the house the more damp and dangerous it becomes.
As William turns to face her and she sits in an ornate armchair, the sexual connection circulates with her. She slaps her knee. William had to move slowly, feeling his legs weak, but he knelt in front of her. When his penis pressed against his boxers, she slid her bare feet up his thighs, hooked her toes in the elastic hem, and pulled him down until his penis was free. She nodded once, as if in agreement with its size.
Good. I expect you to email me when you masturbate. Show me you’re not coming. Hopefully, you’ll get your reward on Wednesday. The sexual engagement is over. Get dressed and leave your pet behind.
William will comply for the next two days. He will jerk off regularly using lube and lotion. He obediently texts her and shows her when she commands. He never allows himself to come. On Wednesday when he goes to class, he feels like he is already in a trance, just doing what he is told and nothing else. His cock aches because he can’t find release and can’t think about anything else but sex, pleasing her, and finally getting his release.
