“Are you mad at me?”Kat shook her head. “Why would I be mad at you? You’re just doing what comes naturally.”“You should be mad at me,” s...aid Lexi. “I’m a terrible, terrible slut. I deserve to be punished.”This got Kat’s attention. Soon Lexi found herself stretched out across Kat’s bed with her hands cuffed to the posts at one end and her ankles tied at the other with a scarf and the belt from a robe. Kat gagged Lexi with a pair of big, old-fashioned panties that she never wore and sat down to. His best student was not only the smartest student he had ever encountered, but also the love of his life. Taylen Andrews had stolen his heart the moment he first saw her five years ago in that little coffee house down on Western. Though, looking back at it, he should have hated her for ruining his favorite shirt with coffee but that wasn’t possible when he saw her look like she was going to cry. Before she had ever been accepted into the university and Reid had become her professor, his. Bob looked down at Sara Wood’s face and noticed tears in her eyes when he pulled her hair especially hard, and Bob liked this. A lot. Bob gave Sara Wood’s hair a vicious tug, and she cried out, pulled away. Bob could feel his dick harden and twitch in response to her discomfort and flight, and he told her to hold still, that he was going to cum. He held her head forcefully to his groin and tried to pump away, but Sara Wood was now in a fair amount of pain, getting afraid, and was in fact trying. We touch base on our pasts. Not the recent years, that involve why we cannot be together, but we talk of our lives as children and as teens, when life seemed so free of troubles and worries, and one was always in a hurry to reach the next birthday. We both laugh, as we agree that neither one of us look for those next birthdays. Wine is consumed as he serves our main dish of veal and steamed vegetables. I laugh as a small head of broccoli drops between my breasts, and within seconds his mouth.