The Professor And The Student
DiavoloM

At 35 Peter was a young professor at his college. Although considered a good teacher and a well prepared educator, he was also known as kind of a loner. Peter kept pretty much to himself most of the time, but enjoyed teaching very much.

As Peter handed back his graded thesis papers, he noticed the angry look of Jessica, one of his 20 year old undergrad students, had on her face as she was staring him down. The cold look from the big blue eyes of his usually otherwise quiet student, sent chills down Peter’s spine. He was a little embarrassed about being intimidated by this smaller, younger girl, but it passed quickly and class was eventually over. At the end of the class Jessica walked her 5 foot 3 inch body down the steps towards Peter’s desk. Man her body’s toned, he thought, Peter noticing her very shapely legs from the top of her short skirt down to her small feet in white sneakers. Peter got to look at the rest of her as she came closer; her arms weren’t big, but very defined as they came out from her short sleeved white shirt. Peter also noticed her huge 32 D’s as he was 5 foot 8 inches and now looking down at his smaller student, noticing the large amount of cleavage she also displayed. “I need to talk to you”, said Jessica, snapping Peter out of his daze. “I have a class now, but my office hours are from 5pm to 7pm.”, replied Peter. “Good I’ll be there tonight”, she snapped back again and turned quickly walking out, Peter now getting a backside view of her, noticing her nice round ass as it walked away.

Peter just sat in his office at 6, running late after his last class of the day, when in burst Jessica surprising him. “You’re late”, she said quickly. Peter, startled a little, said, “Yes, I’m sorry, my class ran late.” Jessica smiled a little as she noticed she intimidated the older and larger man. Just then his secretary came in saying, “I’m sorry, Professor, she just barged in.” “It’s, ok Ms. Stern, I got it from here. Why don’t you go home for the evening, it’s late enough.” “O.K.”, she replied and gave Jessica a mean look as she passed, Jessica returned the look in kind. “How can I help, Jessica?” asked Peter. “You can help me by giving me a better grade on my paper.” said Jessica. “Let me see it”, said Peter, and looked over it quickly. “Ah yes, I remember this, good points, but needed to be written and backed up better.” “This is bullshit”, said Jessica, making Peter look up quickly as he was taking a quick glance at Jessica’s huge tits on her small framed body, hoping his student didn’t notice. Jessica definitely did, and she smiled as she looked at Peter, as if some spark went off in her head. “Well, “she said as she put both hands on his desk, leaning over, showing off her massive chest. “I have an idea, and yes they’re real, “Peter very embarrassed now, not knowing what to do. “Jessica, I...” Peter said at a loss for words. “You what, ogled at me? Can I bring that up to the dean as a proper complaint? A professor staring at me, making me feel uncomfortable, is that sexual harassment nowadays? Or do I have to do worse?” she said as she sat on his desk, showing off her tanned thigh, pulling up her skirt a little. “Stop,” said Peter,”grades are earned the hard way, not the easy way.” “Your right”, said Jessica, “The main gym, 10 pm, tonight.” “What?” said Peter? “Be there tonight or I’ll tell the dean and anyone else who will listen, that you harassed me in your office after you told your secretary to go home.” Said Jessica. “You can’t”, replied Peter, but Jessica quickly retorted, “ Sure I can, I always back up what I say, Professor,” she said with an evil smile now, “Oh and where workout clothes, nothing too tight, it’s going to be a tough workout for you, trust me.” She winked at him and walked out. Peter sat back in his chair, still taking in what just happened.

Peter showed up at the gym promptly at 10. It was an enormous place, and at night it seemed even bigger, and more ominous. It had a boxing ring on one side, a huge mat with jump ropes, weights, and a body bag for training for the schools boxing program. “You’re on time”, said Jessica, Peter turning around to his right a little startled, to see Jessica walk up to him. Peter’s jaw almost dropped to the floor. She had on small black sneakers, a pair of tight bright white workout shorts that were so small her defined, toned thighs seemed to want to explode out of them, as did her ass. He also noticed her visible camel toe coming through. Her top wasn’t much different. It was again the same bright white color sports bra that looked a size too small, exposing her well sculpted stomach, and showed off plenty of cleavage, Peter wondering how those huge breasts didn’t just pop out on their own. The bright white color of her outfit also accentuated her golden tanned skin. Her blonde hair was in a pony tail that went down to the middle of her back. “Like what you see?” said Jessica. “What is this, why am I here?” asked Peter demandingly. “Well, you said you should earn your grades, and work hard for them and that’s what I’m going to do. I work hard at keeping my body in shape by working out and taking MMA classes three times a week. I want you to see how hard I work, and how hard I’m willing to work for what I want. So we battle it out, right here on that mat”, she said pointing to the boxing ring a few feet away, “3 tap outs and the winner gets to either keep the crappy grade on that paper, or choose another.” “This is ridiculous”, said Peter. “Is it?” continued Jessica, “You came all the way here, and now that you see what my body actually looks like, and you’re scared. I think you’re ridiculous, Professor.” “I am not!” exclaimed Peter, even though he was thoroughly impressed with his student’s perfectly sculpted body. Not one ounce of fat, and toned everywhere, small overall, but voluptuous where it counted. “Well then, get in the ring.” Said Jessica. “Fine" said Peter, and they climbed in. “No punching to the face, “Jessica said, “a tap out is a loss and 3 losses loses the fight. The winner gets what he or she wants.” “Fine”, said Peter, not believing how fast all this was moving forward. “There’s no bell, but I’m definitely ready to tear you apart”, said Jessica, and walked toward Peter, as he did the same. Peter was in pretty good shape, but nowhere near Jessica’s athletic level, but he was bigger, and hoped to use that to his advantage. He just wanted to get this all over with as quickly as possible to put this all behind him.

They squared off, Jessica being cautious about her larger opponent’s reach, and Peter being cautious of the young girl’s athleticism. Jessica started the fight, sending a hard right round house kick to Peter’s upper left thigh. Peter felt the impact and pain immediately, and lunged forward, only to be caught with another kick, and then another to his other leg. Man her legs are lightening fast, and friggin strong, he thought. He grabbed at Jessica’s right arm, and grabbed hard, Jessica then bringing up a hard kick to his open side, Peter feeling the instantly. Jessica grabbed the distracted man’s grip on her arm and flipped him over her should, tossing Peter to the mat hard, landing on his back. With the wind already knocked out of him he was slow to move, and then felt a hard impact on his chest from Jessica dropping a hard right knee to it. That’s it, wear him down with body blows till he slows down, and then he’s yours, thought Jessica. Jessica stomped down on Peter’s stomach and sat her round, plump ass high on her opponent’s chest. Peter was already finding it hard to catch his breath without the extra weight on it. Peter got a good view of the fleshy cheeks as she sat on him, facing his feet as it was inches from his face. The black shorts now almost completely engulfed in her ass cheeks. The moment of Peter’s nice view was short lived, however, as Jessica drove a hard fist in his open stomach. Another, and another, and another down, Peter used all his might and tried to push her off him, but that only turned him around on his stomach. Jessica quickly sitting her firm as on his back now. “Give up yet, teach?” she said in her confident voice. “No.” was Peter’s reply in a strained voice. Jessica then sent a hard punch to Peter’s open rib cage, his arms helpless to defend it, as they were trapped under Jessica’s toned legs. “This won’t do”, said Jessica, “I need better leverage”, and with that she reached forward, and grabbed Peter by the shorts, and pulled hard. The material cut into Peter’s crotch and made him put his ass in the air. Jessica continued to pull as she sent a fury of fast punches to Peter’s left side. Peter winced in pain as his body almost couldn’t process the pain fast enough. She then stopped, and took a breath, checking on her adversary. “You done yet down there? No, ok.” She said, and pulled him up under his arms, keeping him bent over and helpless. She then sent a hard knee to his midsection, Peter being almost completely held up by his opponent after the blow. He had to feel that, thought Jessica. She then went on the side of him, pulled him up by the back of his shirt, ripping it in the process, and kneed him even harder this time in his chest. He was dazed as his body was forced back against the ropes and bounced off, only to be met with a forearm to the face. Peter fell like a ton of bricks. Peter felt his hair being pulled hard, and Jessica yelled, “Round 1 to me, right?” A faint yes was all that was heard. “Take your time getting ready for round 2. You know, you’re a lot easier than I thought a lot easier than that stupid paper you had me write.” She said laughing as Peter was only concentrating on getting up.

Peter took several minutes and as soon as he stood in his corner getting ready for the second round, he noticed Jessica across the ring in her corner. Peter had ready marks on his body almost everywhere, his hair was mess, and he was breathing very heavy. He hurt everywhere, even when he breathed; he felt like he had just been through a mugging with a baseball bat, his rival was just the opposite. She was slightly out of breath, but other than the thin coating of perspiration on her skin, which he though made her look even sexier, she looked fine, like she was just working out. Her hair was perfect and her clothes were the same, unlike Peter’s shirt that got torn off him, and his shorts, which were wrinkled and slightly ripped from Jessica. He approached the center of the ring, favoring his right side, Jessica met him there saying, “Oh what’s the matter, teach, did I beat that one side too much.” Peter hated the mocking voice from his smaller opponent. Jessica brought up her right leg again to his already injured side, but this time faking the kick, and as Peter went to block it, Jessica quickly grabbed his arm and put him in a headlock, making his head squeeze hard against her large left tit. “Let's see what to do next to you.” Jessica said, now toying with her opponent, also feeling he was weak enough to grapple with. She held his head firm and fell backwards to the mat, crashing it hard on the ring floor. Wrapping her legs quickly around Peter’s head, he felt the pressure immediately as her strong legs squeezed down hard. Peter was facing Jessica’s easily seen camel toe. “You know, I bet you wanted to be between my legs, Professor, but not like this, right?” She said smiling, cranking down the pressure. “here I’ll let you feel what you can’t’ have”, and loosened up her legs just enough to grab his hair, and shove his face deep in the thin material covering Jessica’s pussy. Peter felt the pressure on his head again as Jessica said, “You know you feel good in there.”, and Peter felt her starting to rock a little, rubbing the black material on his face. He felt her start to get wet, and that only increased the pressure and her rocking motion. She got wetter and wetter, and the more she did the harder she squeezed. All of a sudden the pressure stopped and Peter felt himself being pulled up by his hair, then smacked back down by a hard knee to his face. Jessica slithered her legs around the dazed man’s, first the left one, then the right one and pulled them apart quickly. Peter felt instant pain as his legs were being split apart. He also felt her wetness on his now erect cock. “I see you’re not as flexible as me.”, said Jessica looking down at him. Peter saw the enormous tits of his opponent hanging just above his face. “Oh, is that what you want? Well here!” said Jessica and lowered her massive mammories on Peter’s face. Normally Peter would be in heaven, but found it quickly difficult to breath. Jessica spread her legs apart farther and all you heard was muffles of pain under her massive chest. “What was that?” said Jessica, lifting her tits off Peter’s face as he took in a big breath of air. “I’m not done yet”, she said smiling again, and lowered herself down again, splitting Peter’s legs even farther apart. Peter felt weak under Jessica and she let up, Peter almost unconscious. “You're not getting out of this round that easy:, she said and slapped him in the face. “you’ve had my tits beat you, my pussy beat you, let’s try my ass”, she said, and she wrapped her legs around Peter’s head once more. She grabbed him by the hair as she was on her stomach now, her ass inches from Peter’s face and shoved him deep between her cheeks. Peter was not only being crushed once more by her ridiculously strong legs, but also smothered by her fleshy cheeks. Peter was slapping at her thighs. “Is that a tap out?” said Jessica, who then felt a hard smack on her right ass cheek. “You bitch!”, she yelled. “You’ll pay for that.” She promptly let go, as Peter took in a much needed breath, and lifted him up by this hair to his knees. She wrapped her right leg around his head while standing so the back of her calf was on his face and the back of her thigh was on the back of his head. She rested the top of her foot on the middle rope to assure she had a good grip. Peter couldn’t move and then felt his shorts being pulled down as he was bent over. “Let’s see how you like being spanked.” She said and slapped his ass hard. Peter felt humiliated. Another slap cam down and another. “I am literally spanking your ass in this match, how does that make you feel big man?” Jessica said belittling the man beneath her. She slapped his ass hard each time a half dozen more times. “Man, that thing Is getting red”, she said smirking, “ You give yet?”, and slapped his ass twice more, squeezing his head a little more. She then let up before Peter could answer, and threw him by his shorts and hair into the corner of the ring. He stumbled with his shorts going down to this ankles and fell head first in the turnbuckle. He slowly flipped himself over to see Jessica walking slowly and confidently toward him. She stopped a few feet before him and took off her black sneakers revealing her tiny, flawless feet. She looked up at Peter and said, “Give yet?” and put her foot on his throat. “Well?!” yelled Jessica, sounding impatient. She moved her bare foot down his chest and then his stomach to his exposed manhood. She put pressure on his dick and Peter quickly responded, “Yes, yes!” “Good”, said Jessica and quickly pushed his face with her foot hard, smashing the back of Peter’s head against the padded corner, knocking him out.

When he came to, the first thing he noticed was his shorts were going, making him completely naked. “They were pretty fucked up, so I just got rid of them.” He heard Jessica’s voice from across the ring. He looked up and was in shock. Jessica had taken off her black shorts and top to reveal a very skimpy two piece white bikini underneath. The material was paper thin, and barely covered any of her perfect body. The top was nothing more than two small patches of material covering her nipples, with a thin string tying in the back and over her neck. The bottom was another small piece of material just covering her pussy. “You like it? I wasn’t sure if I was going to show this, but I guess I just wanted to show you what was humiliating you.” Said Jessica almost snickering. She turned around slowly, showing off the outfit. Peter noticed her ass was bare, just a small string that disappeared into her ass cheeks, and reappeared at the top connecting to another thin string around her waist. Jessica gave her right ass cheek a little slap and wiggled it a little, looking over her shoulder, smiling at Peter. She’s enjoying this so much, thought Peter, enjoying humiliating and beating the crap out of me. Peter raised himself up and Jessica was already walking self-assuredly at him. “Let’s go, I want to finish this with you at my feet.” She said. Peter was nervous now, the opposite of Jessica, who was not cautious at all like the beginning of the match. Peter tried to react quickly, trying not to show how much pain his body was in, or how dazed his head felt, but it was no use. He was in agony everywhere. Peter only took a few steps forward, but Jessica already crossed the ring. She grabbed his midsection and before Peter could react, hip tossed him on the ground, grabbed his arm, twisting it, pulling him up and then threw her right leg over so she was sitting on his shoulder pulling up on his arm upward. Peter was bent over in pain. “Feels good, huh?” said Jessica, her bare ass slightly touching his face, Peter in too much pain to enjoy it. “you like my ass, right?” She said, backing herself up a little more, her ass now pressing firmly on his face. “Well?!” She yelled. “Yes!” replied Peter in pain. “Then kiss it.” Said Jessica confidently. The pain on his arm eased up a little. “No.” replied Peter, but before he could say anything else she pulled up on his arm hard, and Peter winced yelling in pain. “Go ahead”, said Jessica a little more sternly now looking back at him. Peter kissed her right ass cheek and Jessica laughed, letting go and pushing him onto the ground. “That’s a good boy.” She said and let Peter get up on his own. Peter mustered all his strength and grabbed Jessica by the waste, lunging forward crashing them both to the ground. Jessica, unfortunately hooked her right leg around Peter’s and twisted her hips and she landed squarely on top of him. “Naughty, naughty, my little bitch. That didn’t work out at all for you, huh? Now let’s see what I should do to punish you.” Jessica said bouncing her ass on his stomach a little, already pinning his arms under her legs. She noticed he winced a little. “Oh, is your stomach sore from the beating I’ve been giving to you? Well then let’s see if my ass can soften it up a little more.” Jessica looked down at Peter struggling to get his arms out from under Jessica’s bent legs, her knees digging into his forearms. He then felt her hands on his forearms and Jessica was in the air. She had pushed herself off with her legs and was coming down with her ass tensed hard onto his stomach. Her ass felt like rock. “It’s toned, isn’t it?” smiled Jessica and leapt up again, landing hard. She it once more time and Peter couldn’t take it anymore. “Alright” he said, “Alright what? You give already, without one fall to little old me?” she said and shook her tits at him with a pouty look on her face. I can’t to tell everyone about this.” She said as Peter weakly struggled to get free. He lifted his legs, unfortunately Jessica saw this from the corner of her eye and grabbed one ankle with her left hand and then the other ankle with the right. “Now you’re really in trouble. Let’s see how long you could stay awake from being smothered by my pussy.” She said and Peter’s surprised look on his face was quickly covered as Jessica slid her hips forward and put her pussy on his face. Peter felt only the thing material between his mouth and Jessica’s young tight pussy. He could barely breath and he started to feel her get wet fast. She started to rub her wetness all over his face as she leaned back and grinded her hips harder and harder. She pushed and grinded even harder now, and Peter heard his dominating attacker say, “You like that?” Peter’s voice only sounded like muffles from under Jessica’s weight. “No? You don’t like how I’m beating you with just my pussy now? Well, let's see it really beat you.”, she said with a menacing tone. Jessica got up, flipped around so she was facing his feet now, and plopped her round ass and pussy on Peter’s face. “I’m going to pound you with my pussy till you beg for me to stop.”, she said and before Peter could protest he felt the weight from his face lifted and then slam back down on his face, her wetness making the sound of a wet towel hitting the floor. A sharp and loud moan came out of Jessica uncontrollably and she slammed her pussy down again, making her moans even louder. Peter could feel his face getting red from the pounding and he also started to feel weak, he was on the verge of getting knocked out from the constant battering. Then suddenly the beating stopped. Jessica reached between her legs and put her hand down the front of her bikini, moved the material to the side and made herself cum hard, making sure her juices landed all over Peter’s face. She let up off Peter for a minute, recovering, shivering as she did so. She then stood up, and grabbed a dazed Peter by the hair, pulling him up. “My pussy just beat the shit out of you. How does that make you feel?” she said and pushed him hard against the ropes. Peter fell into the ropes, barely standing up as his body was resting on the middle rope. Jessica walked slowly and confidently over to him. She took her time wrapping each arm between the top and middle ropes, trapping him and looked at her handy work. Peter’s arms were completely stretched out, tied up making him completely immobile as Peter’s head slowly started to look up as he came around. Jessica then pushed his legs out of the ring and the entire weight of Peter’s body was suddenly held up solely by his bound arms. Peter’s already battered shoulders now burned in excruciating pain and he was too drained from the match to pull himself up. “Not bad, if I do say so myself, teach.” Said Jessica. Peter’s weight pulled the ropes down lowering his body, so he was now barely eye level with his opponent. “I guess I’m bigger now.” Jessica said laughing. “Fuck you.” Was Peter’s response, which Jessica replied quickly with a swift, hard kick to his stomach. Peter felt all the air rush out of his lungs once again. “Now that wasn’t nice, let’s see if I can make you apologize.” Said Jessica smirking. She kneed him the chest and slapped him hard in the face. “Now say you’re sorry.” Said Jessica, her face inches from his, pronouncing every word slowly and clearly. Jessica slapped the other side of his face, hard enough to cause an echo in the empty room. Peter still said nothing. Jessica round house kicked him in the ribs hard, and brought her knee up under his chin swift and hard. Peter was almost knocked out from the blow. She put her foot on his dick and pressed down gently. “Well?” She said, and after still hearing nothing, pressed down hard with her foot. “I can do this all day”, said Jessica, and pressed even harder on Peter’s member. The pain became too much, and Peter blurted out, “I’m sorry!” “That’s all I needed to hear, my little bitch.” Said Jessica and slowly started to stroke Peter’s dick with her foot. “That feel good? Since I stopped the pain, I think you should do something for me. You made me get all this sweat all over my perfect tits, lick it off.” She pushed her tits inches from Peter’s face, and said, “Lick.” Peter hesitated for a second, but then felt Jessica’s hand on his balls, ready to squeeze, he quickly complied. She rubbed her tits all over Peter’s face as he licked every inch he could get his tongue on. Peter felt her pull her large breasts away from him and then she swung her large chest back and forth, slapping Peter in the face with her tits. The slapping didn’t hurt, but the sound and position he was in was psychologically damaging. Jessica was laughing as her large tits slapped her opponent over and over, till she stopped and stuck out her large chest saying, “C’mon teach, you can’t you do anything to stop me? I mean even my tits are beating you now, in fact that’s a good idea. Let’s see them really beat you.” She then pressed his face into the large soft mounds on her chest, sending Peter into darkness. Peter quickly realized he couldn’t breathe and tried to get out of his current predicament. “Stop struggling, even my tits are too much for you.” She said, as she firmly held her resisting adversary. After about a minute, she started to feel Peter get limp and released his arms from the ropes. She then picked up him up by the hair, and threw him into the ring roughly, Peter tumbling into a corner, the turnbuckle the only thing stopping him from falling right out of the ring.

Peter land upside down in the corner, facing Jessica, his legs dangling in the air. Before his body slumped down, Jessica quickly hurried over and put on foot on each of his hands and threw his legs over the turnbuckle, pinning him as she stood over him looking down. Peter looked up groggily and noticed he was staring up between Jessica’s legs. “Like the view?”, asked Jessica smiling. “I like having my big tits beating you, everyone’s always looking at them, but never realizing how great and firm they actually are. You’re one of the lucky ones though teach. Although you don’t look so lucky right now. I do want you feel how firm they are though.” And as Jessica finished her sentence, she put his balls, now at her chest level as he was upside down, between her tits. Peter felt some pleasure as he felt the soft flesh around his balls, but it was short lived as Jessica tensed the muscles in her chest, squeezing. Peter yelped in pain. “They’re firm, huh? See I wasn’t lying.” Said Jessica as she squeezed even harder, making her challenger yell even louder in pain. “Just say I’m stronger, and I’ll stop.” Said Jessica, and as soon as she finished her sentence Peter yelled, “Your stronger!” “Wow, that was fast”, said Jessica and she let up on her opponent’s manhood. “You see, when you realize I’m in control, things go a lot easier for you. Let me show you.” Said Jessica. She started to caress his cock, while feeling his balls gently, Peter started to instantly get hard. “Feels good, huh?” said Jessica, Peter only letting out a moan of approval. Peter had a full erection now, and Jessica started to stroke his shaft. “You want me, don’t you professor?” she asked coyly as she picked up the rhythm, pumping his cock as hard as she could now. She then leaned forward and placed his dick between her tits and started rubbing up and down, Peter was about to explode. Jessica placed her hand on her pussy and started rubbing, looking down at Peter watching. “You want to cum, my little bitch?” said Jessica, “Yes!” replied Peter as he started to feel a slight pain from being on the verge of cumming. “Then say I win.” Said Jessica, and went back to jerking him off, but held the base of his balls firmly, causing extreme pain for Peter now as she was preventing him from cumming. “I give! You win!”, exclaimed Peter and he felt Jessica’s hand let up on his balls as she put his hard cock in her warm mouth, expertly sucking him off. Within seconds Peter was about to explode, Jessica felt this and took him out of her mouth, pointing his dick towards his chest and stroked him fast making him cum all over his stomach and chest. “Wow, that’s a lot of cum. You look gross and pathetic.” Said Jessica, demeaning him further.

Peter slumped to the ground, completely spent. He slowly started to get to his hands and knees, then slump down in a sitting position. He looked up at Jessica, who was a few feet away, she looked like she was ready to run a marathon. Not out of breath, just completely full of life, the opposite of Peter, who was naked, slumped over with red marks all over his body from where he was beaten. “You know, I think I want an A for the entire year. And if you don’t think I’m ready to earn that either, I’ll prove that to you as well.” She said, and loosened up the strings on her bikini bottoms, letting them fall to the floor. She took a step forward out of the thin material that was covering what little skin she wasn’t showing, and stood in front of Peter completely naked. She looked perfect, thought Peter as he looked up. Not an ounce of fat on her, except for her large 32DD tits and nice round ass. Her pussy was completely shaved, and did have one tan line. “You like?”, said Jessica as she put her hands up in the air and did a slow spin, letting Peter take a look a good look at her in all her glory. “This is the body that beat the shit out of your body.” She said, and laughed. Peter was a little angered by this, but was too spent to put any amount of effort into it. “Now about that A…” Jessica said and started to slowly walk towards Peter who was just to his knees, trying to make his way to his feet. She grabbed him by the hair before he could get up and pulled hard. Peter winced in pain and grasped at the hand pulling him to the other side of the ring, but was too weak to break the grip it had. “You’re going to give me that A I want, Professor, or the pain you’ve had so far will feel like a day at the beach.” Peter heard from the voice coming from above him. Jessica walked him on all floors, basically dragging him by his hair to the edge of the ring and tossed him out on to the floor below. Peter saw the 3 foot drop in slow motion and put his weak arms up to cushion the fall, but were too fragile at this point to do much good. Peter hit the ground hard, his head got a pretty good blow to it, and he felt the pain instantly. “Oooh, you hit that ground hard, Professor.” Said Jessica as she slithered her body through the ropes and jumped down to the ground right next to him. Jessica saw a jump rope out of the corner of her eye, and her eyes lit up. “Well if I’m going to treat you like a dog, you should have a proper leash.”, she said as she walked over, grabbed the jump rope, walked back and looped one end around Peter’s neck. Peter grabbed at her hands, trying to stop her, but Jessica just swatted them away. “No, no, my little bitch, you need to be trained if you’re going to be my bitch.” She said and pulled the loop tight around Peter’s neck. He went to undo the knot, but felt a sharp tug on the rope and had to put his hands on the floor to stop from falling. She walked him like a dog, pulling hard at the jump rope, Peter felt it pull tight around his neck. He tried to pull it away from his throat, but every time he grabbed at it he felt a tug and had to put his hands down on the ground to keep from falling. “Come on, little bitch” she said, and again pulled at the rope like a leash. “This has to be humiliating for you, Professor. I’m half your size, and I beat the shit out of you so much, I’m literally treating you like my bitch”, said Jessica and yanked at the rope hard, dragging him around a nearby wrestling mat, demeaning him as much as she could before pulling him to the center of it. “I want you to lick my ass.” Said Jessica sternly, looking hard into Peter’s eyes. She pulled the rope tight and turned around, pulling Peter face against her fleshy cheeks. “Lick!”, demanded Jessica and the jump rope squeezed around Peter’s neck, giving him no choice but to obey. Peter licked and kissed every inch of the perfectly round, toned ass till he was pulled even deeper between the cheeks, Peter just kept licking. “That’s good, now keep going”, Jessica said and turned back around, forcing Peter into her pussy now. Peter licked as hard and fast as he could, hoping the squeezing tension cutting off his oxygen would ease up. It didn’t, the harder he licked the wetter she got, and the more the jump rope tightened. Finally, her knees slightly buckled, and she let out a loud cry of satisfaction, rubbing her clit letting her juices flow down her thighs and onto Peter’s face.

After a few moments, Jessica recomposed herself, looked down at her prey, and smiled. She pulled Peter up to his knees, stepped back, taking her time, and kick him hard in his chest. Peter blacked out for a second only to come back in complete agony. The kick looked like it caved Peter’s whole body in as his shoulders slumped forward while the rest of his body flew back. “Wow, that was a hard kick, huh?” Asked Jessica with a serious look on her face. Peter barely heard her as he was holding his chest in pain, not being able to breathe. Jessica stood over him and grabbed him by his hair, forcing him to look at her face. “Look at me.” Said Jessica, “I want you to have a clear memory of this moment. The moment you do whatever I want from now.” Peter’s only response he could muster was to look away. “Fine, have it your way.”, She said as she walked away for a minute. She took the pin out of the chain that was holding up the big black heavy bag near the ring and let it fall to the floor. Peter finally took in a breath, but the pain in his chest was still there. He wanted to sit up, but felt a foot press down on the center of his agonizing chest. Peter felt the pain instantly and swat at the foot, trying to knock it away. “Get your hand off my foot”, said Jessica, “get it off and put your hands over your head. Do it and I’ll stop.” Jessica pressed down with a small amount of pressure and Peter instantly obeyed. “That’s a good boy”, she said, “you’re listening so well now.” She then walked behind him and rolled the big heavy bag on his outstretched arms. Normally Peter would be able to easily pull them out, but after the long beating he just sustained, he had trouble lifting his arms without over seventy pounds of weight on it. She picked up her discarded bikini bottoms from earlier, and shoved them deep into Peter’s mouth. “Here, that should keep you quiet”, said Jessica, as she put one foot on either side of Peter’s body and stood over him. She squatted down and stroked Peter’s dick till it was rock hard, and slid it slowly inside her. She moaned and started to slide herself up and down on Peter’s shaft, Peter moaned a little as well. “You like this too, Professor? This is the best pussy you’re ever going to have, so enjoy it while it lasts.”, she said and started to ride him hard now. She slammed her body down hard, fucking Peter so hard that he thought he was going to pass out. “What’s wrong, still can’t handle all of me?” said Jessica, as Peter watched her huge perky tits bounce up and down as he was being rode like wild horse. Peter then came hard, and Jessica soon followed suit. Jessica said nothing, just stood up, rolled the heavy bag off Peter’s arms and then suddenly kicked him hard in the face. Peter was half conscious as Jessica rolled him over tying the rope around his neck to his hands, binding them behind his back. “You’re now my slave, and you’ll do whatever it is I say from now, starting with that A.” Said Jessica. She pulled him up by the rope and lead him like a pet towards the locker room, Peter just following with no protest.