Author: EstablishmentOne7776

Dirty Professor [mF] [blackmail]

“You asked to see me, Professor Franklin?” I ask, walking into your office. I know exactly what you’ve called me here for, and I know how this is going to play out. I take the opportunity to admire your petite frame, briefly.

“Yes, Greg. Please sit down.” you say, peering over your glasses and gesturing to the chair on the opposite side of the desk. “I’m afraid I must inform you that you’ve failed my class. Your scores on the exams have been good, but you’ve neglected to turn in almost all your papers for the year. I also need to let you know that, as my class is mandatory for your major, this is going to cause your scholarships to be revoked.”

“I understand, professor. Before you submit my final grade, I think you should take a look at this.” I say, handing you a USB stick.

You look perplexed, but plug the drive into the laptop on your desk. Your eyes go wide as the folder on the drive opens. The drive contains dozens of videos, all of them of you masturbating.

“Wh-what is this?” you ask, shocked. Read more »

A mess on the sofa part 2 [ff] [Mff] [anal]

It’s an average Thursday afternoon. I’ve just finished work for the day. Daughter’s away at her mom’s. I’m making a pot of chili to freeze later. You had texted me earlier, asking if you could come over. I said sure. I’ve just set the pot to simmer for a few hours, when the doorbell rings. I open the door to find you, and another girl your age I don’t recognize.

“Hi Mr. Ellis! This is Sarah. I hope you don’t mind, but after I told her about my last visit, she begged to come over with me.” you say.

My brow furrows at the unexpected visitor. I regard Sarah – petite, about 5 feet tall, brunette. Same school uniform as you, but she’s wearing a pair of Converse, as opposed to your Doc Martens.

“A little warning might have been nice, Emma. Come inside.” I say, and motion for you both to enter.

“Thanks!” Sarah says, and you both traipse in.

We enter the living room, and I sit on the sofa. The same one I defiled you on last week.

“Your house is cool, Mr. Ellis! Something sure smells good!” says Sarah, settling into a chair. Read more »

Shoplifter [M/f] [anal] [noncon]

The store hasn’t been doing great business this week. I normally get a good number of walkins, but the weather has been terrible, so that has tapered off. I’m sitting and watching the register when a blonde girl comes in out of the rain, looking like a drowned rat in her school uniform. I greet her, but look back down at my accounts spreadsheet while she browses the shelves. I keep one eye on her, though, and a few minutes later, I notice her stick some little trinket into her purse. While her back is turned, I quietly walk over to the door and lock it, then return to the register. She dawdles at the shelf for a moment longer, then goes to the door to leave. Finding it locked, she turns back towards me with a panicked look, which I return with a grin.

“Going somewhere?” I ask.

“Yeah, I didn’t find anything I liked, so I was gonna leave.” she replies, shakily. Read more »

Dinner and a Show [MFF] [anal]

I had decided you’d been such a good little slut lately, that I would reward you with a nice dinner. I made a reservation at a vegetarian place I love in town. Before we left, I inspected you, to ensure your dress and grooming met my standards. I ensured that your nails were clean and polished, your hair was clean and smelling good, and everywhere from your neck down was shaved and smooth. I examined your dress for wrinkles, and your shoes for scuffs. Satisfied that all of this was up to snuff, I bent you over the bed, lifted the hem of your dress, and checked your panties. As usual, they were soaked. I love the fact that you can’t help but get wet in my presence. Before completing your inspection, I reached into the bedside drawer, grabbed the bottle of lube and your favorite remote controlled plug. I lubed up your asshole and firmly insierted the plug, eliciting a delighted moan. I pocketed the control, straightened your panties, stood you up, and offered you my arm.

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Driving Lesson [M/f] [anal]

“You’ll want to be in third gear here, Emma” I advise over the increasingly loud protestations of the engine.

“Sorry!” you say, depressing the clutch and shifting up a gear.

You’ve been taking weekly lessons with me for a month now, in anticipation of your upcoming driving test. You’ve generally been pretty good in your lessons, but this week, you’re missing gear changes, drifting in the lane, and generally making a mess of things.

“Watch out for the…” I shout, just before there’s a terrible noise of grinding metal. “…the curb.”

“Oh no! I’m sorry!” you exclaim, sounding as if you’re nearing tears.

“It’s alright, you just scraped the wheel a little. Why don’t you pull over and stop.” I say, reassuringly.

You pull over, put the gearshift into neutral and apply the handbrake. As the engine is idling, you slump in the driver’s seat.

“What’s the trouble, Emma? You’re usually better than this. Is everything alright?” I inquire.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Edwards. It’s…it’s just that I broke up with my boyfriend last week. I’m having trouble thinking straight.” you say, sounding as if you’re nearing your breaking point. Read more »

A mess on the sofa [M/f, Anal, Blackmail]

I’m sitting watching a television show one evening when the doorbell rings. I get up, open the door to find you in your school uniform.

“Oh, hi Mr. Ellis. Is your daughter home? We’re meant to be working on a project together for school, and she was going to share her notes with me.”

“Oh, no, sorry Emma, she’s at her mother’s for the weekend. Just me home. But she did mention she’d left the notes in her room, if you want to go and grab them.”

“Oh, that’s great, thanks!”

You go up to her room, and I sit back down on the sofa to get back to my television show. After a few minutes, you come down the stairs. You stand in the entrance of the living room for a minute before I notice you looking at me.

“Did you get what you needed?” I say

You seem a little flustered, and say “Oh…yeah! Um…what are you watching?”

I reply, “Oh, Star Trek. This actually might be my favorite episode. It’s called ‘In The Pale Moonlight'”

“Oh, cool! Can I watch it with you?” you ask. Read more »