Turning the Tables on the Teacher (Gay Discipline Student/Teacher Erotica)

S M Partlowe

dic 2014 · The Red Spot Press

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Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, taboo teacher/student relations, bdsm play, discipline, spanking, humiliation, submissiveness and dominance. All characters are 18 or older.

If he's being honest, Sam Rogers sometimes enjoys jerking around the college students in his classes … but when he goes too far with his bad marks, he finds out there's someone in his class who won't get pushed too far. Jackson, an undergraduate after completing his military service, has discovered a dirty little secret that Sam will do anything to keep from getting out into the open. He's willing to keep this secret between them, but he wants to be sure that Sam still gets the punishment he so very much deserves.


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"I'm going to punish you, Sam," he explained, his hand opening first the belt and then my fly to push my pants down to my knees and allow them to fall the rest of the way to the floor. I clutched a hand over my crotch, now covered only by a pair of thin white briefs. "You don't seem to be grasping that reality," he went on. "It's either me or the Chair of your Department. Which one do you want it to be?"

I stared at him, caught in an impossible place. I had no one to blame but myself. Why had I done it? And now I was completely at his mercy.

"Well?"

"You," I whispered.

"Me? You want me to punish you?"

I grimaced, trying to think of some other option.

"Sam? What's it going to be?"

"... Yes."

The smile returned to his face. "That's a good boy. I thought you'd see it my way. It just took a little explaining. Now bend down and pick up your pants and hand them to me. I'd hate to let them wriankle down there."

The deep crimson flush of humiliation was rising in my face as I stared at him, paralyzed.

"Sam," he repeated, pointing at my fallen garment.

I slid my back down the wall until I felt the rumpled fabric in my hand. I stepped out of it and rose with it draped from my limp fingers.

Jackson held out his hand for it and I gave it to him. He folded it with care, placed it on the desk behind him, and then turned back to me. He eyed me up and down, evaluating the man standing before him. I was supposed to be the authority figure, but how fast the tables had turned. I felt the humiliating flush in my cheeks burning hotter than ever as I felt his eyes roving over my body. Other, more conflicted and confusing emotions were playing about inside me as well as I noticed the slight quickening of his breath and the desire in his eyes.

Notice: This title includes themes and passages that have been adapted from Jessica Whitethread's Disciplining the Teacher with full consent of the original author.

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