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by Aurora Rose Lynn
Description: A sex-starved student and a domineering professor are a powerful combination on Outbay 33. What do you get when you put a sex-starved student and a domineering professor together? A classroom entirely devoted to sex on Outbay 33... To learn something new, Lia is taking classes all about sex on notorious Outbay 33 in the Meridien galaxy in 2203 AD. She feels she could fall in love with the notorious Professor Daniel Harmon but when he singles her out from her forty classmates to punish her, she's made the mistake of talking back to him one too many times. Lia doesn't care much for being made an example but she did sign legal papers that 'anything goes' on Outbay 33 and there's no backing out now. Professor Harmon has inexplicably fallen in love with the gorgeous Lia and his 'punishment'is merely a way of getting to know her better sexually. He is forbidden from having sex with the students but with Lia he must find a way and take the risk he'll lose his well-paid job ...
eBook Publisher: Total-e-bound, 2009
eBookwise Release Date: November 2009
13 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [115 KB]
Reading time: 63-89 min.
Lia's skin quivered with anticipation. Once again, she and the professor were about to confront each other. To her delight. College chemistry classes had never been like this. Professor Daniel Harmon was not only the sexiest, leanest man on Sweet Meadows' campus, but one whose big, big cock, momentarily hidden behind well-washed denim, tantalised her.
Professor Danny, as she'd taken to calling him privately, probably didn't care for strong-minded brunettes with small tits and big egos, and that's why he always gave her a rough time in class. He seemed to know when she drifted off into a daydream, glancing out over football field to the tall spire of the gleaming silver church across the street. The sun-touched spire would fade away replaced by a scene engraved on her mind. Silk sheets rumpled on a king-size bed, pillows strewn on a Persian carpet, and her hot, aching body willing her man to stroke her wet clit and suck her hard nipples.
Professor Daniel didn't fail to live up to his reputation of ruining her silent reverie. The meter-long ruler he constantly toyed with, perhaps to intimidate his students, slapped Lia's desk with such force she jumped from her seat. Her heart pounded erratically. A few of the other forty students snickered, but she paid no attention. They were only bit actors in her drama.
The professor was so gorgeous when his blue eyes glittered menacingly. Blue like precious, glittering sapphires. His lips, full and rosy, pressed together grimly a brief second before he asked, "Do you know the answer to the question I just asked?"
Lia sighed. Menacing was sexy. She hadn't a clue about the question, let alone the answer. Her gaze met his unflinching eyes. The man was sheer hell to be around in class but so very male. She pictured his bulging biceps under his black jacket and the button-down, white, collared shirt he wore. Tiny blue stripes ran its length. Blue was her favourite colour.
Professor Daniel was clearly not as amused as she was by her ignorance. In fact, she detected a rising fury on his part, evident in his slightly tensed shoulders and the way he fingered the ruler as if he were thinking devilish thoughts about naked bodies. In a gravelly voice that sent tingles shivering up and down her spine, he growled, "We need to show the other students the price for not knowing the correct answer." He paused, waiting to her to assess his statement.
"Yes?" Lia asked as meekly as possible. She loved his no-nonsense strength, the fact that he was in charge and could ask her to do anything he wanted.
Her classmate, Sal, muttered, "Get her to play strip poker. That's her favourite."
Lia gave him a withering stare. "Why don't you shut the fuck up?"
Although ... playing strip poker with the professor might not be such a bad idea. She glanced up at the professor, wondering what the punishment would be this time. Detention with the sexy man wasn't such a bad idea. She'd sit on his lap, kiss his lips and persuade him to smile for her. All the time, she watched the angular lines of his rugged face, she'd be stroking his hard cock. Would he groan and lay her back on his desk and fuck her but good, preferably from behind? Or would he make her stand at the blackboard with her blouse buttons undone so he could get a glimpse of her body and turn himself on? Or worse yet, would he sit at his desk, several feet from her and watch disinterestedly as she balanced boring chemistry equations? The only chemistry she was interested in was the body kind--hot, heavy, sweating, and passionate.
"You will immediately get up and go stand in front of the class."
More snickers as she got to her feet, wondering what the good professor had in mind. She was sitting almost at the back of the class and had to stroll past several desks. Lia stumbled a little as she stepped up onto the platform, but the professor caught her elbow and steadied her.
She righted herself and jerked her arm free of his tenacious hold. "What are you going to make me do?" she asked softly, keenly aware that forty pairs of eyes watched her with avid curiosity.
She heard Sal mutter in a harsh voice, "Strip her naked. That's the punishment she should get."
Lia stiffened. Naked? In front of the whole class? This was after all a New Age where teachers held complete control over not only their students' minds but their bodies, too. Welcome to Outbay 33 in the Meridien galaxy. She had to remember she'd come here to this Outbay for the discipline. Conditions, she'd heard, were tough but well worth the achievement factor.
The professor eyed her speculatively with narrowed pupils. "You wait and see, young lady," he growled.
Lia didn't dare take a peek lower at the bulge straining against his jeans' zipper.
Isolated from the rest of her classmates, she visibly trembled, excited and a little hesitant. She wanted the professor's attention, but she'd have preferred to have him to herself.
The professor stood to one side and tapped the ruler against his palm. "I'm going to ask a question, and you'll answer. Or else." He left the last two words shivering in the tense air between them.
Against her will, her nipples puckered against the thin, sheer blouse she wore. The school uniform on the Outbay consisted of filmy blouses and tight black mini-skirts for the girls, white silk shirts and black pants but no underwear for the guys. Thank goodness, the girls were allowed a skimpy panty and a semblance of a bra. White, of course.
"What do the letters Pb stand for in a chemical equation?"
Lia shrugged laconically. Once again, the question absolutely stumped her.
Professor Daniel strolled in front of her then back again, so much like a hunter cornering its quarry. Not even a flicker of amusement traced his stern features. Lia knew she was trapped and had no way out. She'd asked for this, hadn't she?
She was a modern girl and found it difficult, no impossible, to obey a professor's commands. Taking orders from anyone wasn't her idea of freedom. From the moment she had arrived two days ago, she'd sensed she was in for a shitload of trouble. The professor asked the question again. Lia suddenly felt like a timid doe caught in a set of all-too bright headlights on a lonely, dark road.
"I don't know the answer," she replied, her heart stuck in her throat.
He nodded. Her classmates held their breaths. She'd been the first of their number who seemingly didn't understand the consequences of not answering questions correctly. Or at all.
Still to one side, Professor Daniel extended the ruler and gently tapped her blouse over her breasts. "Off," he ordered.