The Submissive Professor (9)

I received a text message from my Femdom Mistress Michelle around 10 am. My class begins at 1 pm. The message said, “11 am be in front of my apartment door. Knock and walk in and remove all your clothing except for your g-string and stockings I gave you to wear. Wait for me on your knees, hands on your head, looking down. I had little time to prepare. At 12 pm I was at her door.

I knocked and entered. I undressed and waited for Mistress in the position she had ordered me to be in, on my knees, thighs spread apart, hands on my head, looking down. I anxiously waited a few minutes. What was she going to do to me? Was she going to free me from my cock cage? Her sublime feet in heels soon entered my field of vision. My Femdom Mistress walked behind me and placed a collar with a leash on my neck. She yanked on the collar to make me go on all fours.
“Follow me dog!” She guided me without any hesitation to the living room. I kept looking down and I discovered other feet, also in heels. But it was not Jessica’s. I was paralyzed with fear immediately. Did we forget your manners, whore? Do you know how a dog should greet a femdom mistress???”, Michelle said.” “.. I. … You what, my pet?” I was paralyzed when I recognized Chloe, one of my students. She was gorgeous, slender, and rather modest. I blushed immediately and I awkwardly advanced towards her feet to honor her.

“You see, I didn’t lie to you. I made a beautiful little pet out of our professor. Cute huh? Did you see his stockings and g-string? And you’ll never guess what’s underneath … you’ll see … as soon as the whore has greeted you appropriately.” I didn’t know what to do. The whole class was going to find out at this rate. I could never continue to teach them. Not under these conditions. “I filmed it and I took a lot of pictures. You want to see them?” Michelle said. “Yes …. with pleasure. I’m curious to see this … …. this little slut in action.”, said Chloe. The words coming out of Chloe’s mouth shocked me deeply. My humiliation went up in intensity. A little obedient, submissive, whore. That’s what I was in their hands. I had no other choice but to obey if not but to see my life explode before my eyes. The viewing lasted what seemed to be forever. Seated in the couch, I kneeled in front of them looking down with my cock cage exposed.
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