Professor Lucky
Professor Lucky
I'd like to dedicate this story and my attempt at a future career doing this to my best friend who inspired me to pursue this and all of my current success to Evelyn-Averis. When we were able to see each other almost all the time, she gave me a reason to get up and motivated. She and I had ups and downs, but that;s why she's more than just a good friend, she's a sister. She will always be my favorite inspiration. As well as all of my faithful readers who inspired me to keep going.
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I was sitting in my office for office hours for students who had questions regarding the course. Usually there weren't, as I was regarded as the biggest hardass on campus, who rode his students like crazy. It was to get their full potential, or show them that this life isn't for them. There were a few students who were brave enough to come in and ask for help and those students usually do really well in the course. Other students however ask for more than just an explanation on the course material. They usually got their wish for a price.
There was a knock at the door, I looked up to see a tiger in a letterman jacket. He was in my class and was struggling even though it was only 2 weeks into the course. Of course he had all the coursework and football training and games he had to attend. He looked really worried. I motioned for him to come in as I sipped from my coffee as I was going over some work.
He opened the door and came in, "Professor Lucky, I... I... I need to talk to you about my grade."
"Mr. Stevens, of course, come on, sit down." I looked at him, "Close the door and take a seat.
He closed the door softly and sat down in the chair a poof of dust spurted up, "Sir, I need to get this grade up, I get an F and I can kiss my scholarship goodbye. Look, I'll take extra lessons, i'll come for private sessions or group sessions, I'll do anything to get this grade up."
"Mr. Stevens, there is an online resource or that as well as a publicly known group study handled by my TA. I would suggest going to those, and see if any other students are able to help you with the course." I leaned back and looked him in the eyes.
The tiger leans forward looking at me desperately, his paws landing upon the desk and claws slightly digging into the wood, "I'll do anything to get this grade up right now. I'll suck your dick, I'll let you bend me over this table and spank me, anything you want."
"Mr. Stevens!" I Stood up and towered over the tiger. "Are you implying I would take sexual favors just to improve your grade?"
The tiger cowered in the chair and took a submissive stance and withdrew into himself, "I'm sorry Professor. I'll just leave" He stood up to leave.
"Sit." I pointed, he sat back down. I walked over to the door and closed the blinds, made sure the door was securely locked, and walked back to my window in the back of the room and closed the blinds. I took a seat, "What if I told you I was willing to do that, provided you actually work on getting better in my class by doing all of the aforementioned methods?"
"That'd be great." he looked excited. His tail flicking excitedly.
"On a few conditions, however," I Raised a digit on my big gray wolf paw. "Our sexual encounters will be throughout the entire semester, not a one time deal. We will meet after office hours, and you will come to my home once a week. You will need to submit to my will, If I tell you to wear a dress you will wear it. And you will be attending that group meeting, and I will be checking the sign in sheet. The instant you refuse an order or you don't show up. You will be relying on your own work and accountability. Understood?"
He paused, and started biting his claws in a nervous fit for a few minutes, "I understand professor. When does this agreement start?"
"When do you want it to start?" I asked.
The tiger gulped hard, "As soon as possible, sir."
"Then come back in two hours and meet me here." I started looking over the papers on my desk and took a sip. "You're dismissed, leave the door open on your way out."
The tiger stood up and walked out of the room quietly. I watched as he walked away admiring that firm ass, he had a cute mouth too. I can't wait to get his lips around my tool and feel his feline tongue dragging along my shaft, or feel his firm rump against my hips. Not everyday you get a jock willing suck some cock. I will love destroying that man's holes.
The three hours passed in blissful silence. Mr Stevenson came right at the end of office hours. I waved him in. I got up and closed the door and circled around him predatorily. I looked him over, I gripped his ass though his denim jeans. I licked muc lips as I stared at him in his face.
"Lose your pants and underwear. I want to see your naked lower half." I growled.
He complied quickly to my demand and his paws went to cover his crotch. I looked at his ass and was pleasantly surprised, I gripped his ass again, no cloth barrier this time. Definitely firm and juicy. I looked at his crotch, "Move your paws." he complied and I looked over his balls and his sheath. He was on the smaller side. I grinned, "Perfect. Pull them back up, and crawl under my desk"
The timid jock crawled under my desk as soon as his pants were back on and I followed him. I sat back in my comfy office chair and pulled in as close as I could, making sure his head was between my legs. I undo my zipper and pull my cock and balls out. "You know what to do slut." He leaned in and started licking at my sack delicately slowly coaxing my cock out of my sheathe. He kept lapping quietly until I was at full mast at which point he started licking at my tip. Then after he lapped at my cock he started to take my monster cock into his mouth. He started sliding up and down my cock licking along my cock and bobbing his head down to the base of my cock. He gagged slightly as he took me fully. I grinned as most students couldn't handle that on the first try.
"Got a good cock sucker here," I said as I rubbed his ears, "You don't get this good on one try."
I encouraged him and let him keep going. He started fondling by balls, and sucked in his cheeks and delivered a lot of pleasure from his efforts. He kept bobbing up and down and then started deep throating my cock. He started swallowing to stimulate me with his throat as well. He worked at a feverish pace for minutes before I finally pulled him deep and hard onto my cock, my knot bumping into his nose. I shot the first load down his throat, then pulled him back so that the rest of my loads.
"Swallow everything in your mouth boy." I said looking him in the eyes.
He looked at me in the eyes back and swallowed, "Thank you sir."
I looked at him a big predatory grin on my face, "Kiss it before I let you out." He complied again, I let him out from under the desk, putting my cock and balls back into my pants, "Bend over my desk". He bent over my desk, then I pulled his pants down and stated "This is for my desk you scratched up. Fifteen swats, and remember to say, thank you sir after each swat."
I swatted his ass hard, he said thank you. I kept swatting him. Each swat hitting a different spot of his ass each time. I covered his ass thoroughly in swats, I was impressed that he remembered to keep saying thank you after each swat. I touched his ass gently after I was done and he jumped slightly. I smiled evilly. I took a paper and wrote my home address on it.
"Come to this address at eight pm every Tuesday." I put in his paw, then pulled up his pants. "Now come over tonight as it's past Tuesday already this week. Now get going." I slapped him on his ass one more time.
The tiger pulled his pants up and put the note in his pocket. He then rushed out the door. I was collecting my things and getting ready to leave. As I was walking out the door a short female otter was standing in my door. She was a lithe slender woman. She wore a tight tube top, her cleavage was popping out on the top.
"Office hours are over." I closed my laptop bag.
"I know sir, however I'm desperate," she closed the door. "I know I'm not in your class anymore, but... I missed your... Regiment, control and my submission to you. I need to be dominated, called a slut, humiliated, ordered to do things both in the bedroom and out. I need you to spank and... choke me."
I approached her and backed her into the door, I looked down as she was a foot smaller than myself, I ran a paw along her arm and up her neck then I gripped her throat. "We agreed it was a semester deal. Now it's a new semester and I have an arrangement with another student. Beg me to take you back." I gripped her throat a little tighter.
"Please... abuse me, call me a slut, make me gag pound my poor pussy and make me drink from the toilet. I'll be your bitch and you'll be my master." She desperately said between breaths as she tried to rub her crotch against me.
I spit in her face then kissed her on the lips and let go of her throat, "That's my good little slut. You show up to my place twice a week, and the last half hour of my office hours. You show me your grades and we'll go from there. Any goals you have in mind?"
"I need to keep my weight off and eat better." she said, shifting nervously.
"Then for a month, run half a mile every other day. Now do I need to monitor you with a gps and step counter or can we do the honor system?" I rub her cheek and smear my saliva across her face. "You don't lie to me do you?"
"No master, I don't lie to you." She said timidly, "I can do the honor system. What happens if i dont keep up the running every other day?"
"Well, we'll stick with the honor system at first but punishments will get worse the more you don't keep up." I rested a paw upon her breast, "we'll start with spanking, work up to orgasm denial, and humiliation, if you still can't do it with me monitoring you. I'll put a leash on you and we'll run together.'
She audibly moaned, "What about my diet?"
"Eat more lean meats, eat salads, and no junk foods, and drink more water." I placed a paw upon her hips, "If you can't do that I'll start making meals for you, and treat you like a child"
She groaned, "Okay, Master. What days should I come over?
"Whenever you feel like it. You don't show up however, and we are done. Only after 8 pm." I pull out a set nap, and put it in her paw. "Clean yourself up and move out of the way of the door. I need to go home."
"Sorry Master." she moved out of the way and opened the wet nap and cleaned her face.
I walked out of the room and waited for her to exit the room once she left I closed my office door. I walked out of the school without another word to her. I grinned as I walked outside, Lucky Professor Lucky, a lucky professor is he. As soon as I was outside I started whistling as I walked to my car. I climbed in and started up the car and drove home.
After thirty minutes I was at home and pulling into my garage. I got out and went into the kitchen and set my bag up on the counter. I opened the fridge and pulled out an ice cold beer. I opened it and went and sat in a leather chair and relaxed for a bit. The Clock showed six pm, I had two hours. At seven I got up and started getting ready. By seven thirty I had everything ready.
I watched the clock tick down to eight, Five minutes before I decided to wait in front of the door and waited for the bell. Eight o'clock came and went. I waited patiently while he was late. I counted the minutes, and at eight thirty five I heard my doorbell. I scowled and opened the door. The jock tiger already looked scared.
"Your Late." I growled.
"You said eight sir, it's still eight." He whimpered.
I grab him by his shirt and pull him into my home shutting the door behind him and locking it. I pushed him into the door, "No! Eight means eight o' clock on the dot. Not Eight oh one, not eight oh two. Eight on the spot. Got it?"
"Yes sir." he whined.
"So, punishment time. Go into my living room and strip naked" I said walking to my bag I got ready, "Thirty five strokes ought to get the point across. Don't you agree?"
As he was stripping, "Yes, sir.
I pulled a rope, a collar with a d link and a cuff with a dlink and an oaken paddle out of the bag. "Paws up above your head"
Naked he complied. I tied his wrists together and pulled the rope up to an industrial hook I connected to a support beam in the ceiling. I tied it securely to the hook. I then put the collar around his neck and secured the cuff to the tip of his tail then connected both links with another shorter strand of rope.
"Same as earlier, Say thank you, when I hit you, or we start over." I didn't wait for a confirmation before swatting him harshly. He screamed out but managed to say thank you. I struck again in a slightly different place. Another scream followed by thank you. I kept hitting different spaces, up to thirty. By then his ass was completely red and he was sore at soft touches. I walked away to my bag and pulled out a riding crop, "Lets move onto something a little less sore." I walked back and stood in front of him. The thirty first strike was quick, and not as powerful as it could be right on his balls. He managed to choke out thank you again, the next four times he just managed to as well.
Cupping his balls I asked, "Are you going to be late again?"
Looking at me with slight ears in his eyes. "No sir."
I slapped him with the riding crop in the face, "From here on out, you call me master when we are exchanging sexual favors for your grade. Sir in front of other students when not. I will call you whatever i want in private, like stupid, moron and slut. Outside I will address you as Mr. Stevenson. Got it bitch?
"Yes s... Master." He timidly remarked, his body quivering from the pain.
I undid the ropes keeping him attached to the ceiling, and unbound his wrists. I walked over to the bag I had laid out and pulled out, a pair of black and white striped stockings, a knee length black skirt, and a pink v neck blouse. "Put these on." I growled.
"Master?" cale a questioning look.
"Refuse and that grade stays the same and you leave now, and dress outside." I barked, my tail flicking in agitation.
Without another word, he complied. I watched as he dressed and smirked. He looked so cute in those clothes. I motioned for him to spin around, he did a twirl and looked at me. I walked over to my chair and sat down. I motioned for him to come over, "I need a food rest for the next half hour." l lifted my feet and he walked over and knelt down and crawled under my legs. I rested them on his back and watched a tv show for the next half hour.
When the credits were rolling I said, "How about you lick my feet? Make sure to get each toe individually. I'll tell you when to stop." He hesitated before pulling out from under me and then lifted my left foot and started his minstations licking at my big paw pad and licking along the whole bottom of my foot. He then started on licking each toe before he sucked it into his mouth and giving each of the toes a good cleaning. He then moved onto my other foot and repeated the process. Both feet were completed before the next show was over and I had him keep licking until the credits roled again.
"Good little slut, you can stop now." I turned the tv off, "Now lift up that skirt and start stroking your cock to completion."
He shyly started rubbing at his sack, wincing gingerly. I watched as he stroked his sore sack. Once his cock poked out of his sheath, he gripped it and started stroking his red cock. He licked his lips and started to stroke his cock coaxing it out more and more. Once it was fully erect he gripped his cock and really started stroking his cock in full force. He disappointingly didn't last long, five ropes of seed spilled onto the carpet.
"Lick it up," I growled, "I don't need semen stains on this carpet."
Obediently he lapped up his semen. Taking long drags as the carpet was cleared of his seed. Standing up, I walked over and put my foot on his back. He completed licking up the semen and tried to get up. I pushed him down into the ground roughly. As he struggled to get up I growled "Beg me to let you up."
"Please Master, let me up." he pleaded.
I frowned, "Ask me again, and demean yourself this time."
"Please Master, let this stupid whore up." He pleaded again.
I removed the foot from his back and said, "Stand up, and cover your cock. Have you had dinner yet?"
Standing up he whimpered, "No, Master."
"How old are you?" i asked walking to the kitchen noticing he wasn't following, "Come!"
He started following, "Uh... Twenty Master."
"Water it is,for you then, Kneel on that rug," I pointed at an ornate rug in the kitchen that was off in the corner, "How about Spaghetti?"
"Sounds good, Master" the tiger said as he knelt down on the rug.
I filled a pot of water, put in the noodles, salted the water and brought it to a boil, stirring occasionally. I pulled out a jar of tomato sauce and a pound of ground beef and another a pot and a pan. I poured the sauce into another pot and started searing the beef and breaking it up. I poured out the boiling water from the noodles. Then finished up dealing with the sauce and ground beef. I strained the ground beef before adding it into the sauce. Then once it was done I made two plates of spaghetti, putting both servings on the table before grabbing a bowl then filling it with water, and setting it on the floor across the room then took one of the servings and set the plate next to the bowl. The tiger looked at me with a quizzical look.
"Sluts dont eat at my table, they eat like dogs, or cats, from a dish on the ground," I sat down at the table in front of the other plate, "Without silverware too."
He got up and walked over to the plate and bowl. He knelt down, ass not facing me. "Move your ass so it's facing me, slut" Came my bark. He repositioned himself so that his rear was facing me, "Better now lift your skirt so your ass is exposed." He complied quickly, we were silent as we ate. I watched his ass as he bobbed up and down with his eating. I watched him lap up his water and finish off his spaghetti. Once we were both done, I ordered him back to the rug as I cleaned the dishes.
"Do you live with anyone?" I asked.
"My parents, Master," he said.
Questioningly, "Do they like knowing where you are?"
"Yes, Master. I told them I would be over at a friends."
Grinning "Good, We're going upstairs. You're filthy, we're going to clean you up." I wiped away the sauce from his face.
I walked up the stairs, the tiger not too far behind. I waited for him in the hall and directed him into my bedroom and then into the bathroom. "Strip" I commanded. The tiger stripped out of his new clothes I just gave him. He left them in a pile on the ground, smacking him I yelled, "Either fold them or put them in the laundry basket, you stupid whore" He quickly picked up the clothes and put them in the laundry basket.
I stripped quickly as well, my toned abs and arms just showing under my thick fur. I caught him looking at me in the corner of his eye. I ushered him into the shower, and closed the door behind us. I turned on the shower and let the tiger take a blast of the cold water. It heated up in seconds, once it was heated up I grabbed the clean rag and coated it in body wash for fur and started rubbing it on his back stopping just above his buttocks and then working his abs.
I made sure to trace every line of his muscle he had and worked down stopping just before his crotch. I then worked on his stripped arms and legs following the contours of his muscles. Then I started in on his pure white ass, loving it as he winced under my ministrations. Once it was thoroughly coated I moved to his crotch and worked the lather into his balls thoroughly.
Ithen started on his face, wiping away the spaghetti sauce from his face. I picked up the nozzle and started spraying him down from head to toe making sure it was all washed out. Then I set it back and picked up the shampoo and started working on the hair and ears, I brought it to a lather and then washed it out again. As I was going all of this I noted he was getting a rock hard erection. I quickly, gripped his cock, and gave him a few teasing strokes "You like that slut? When your master takes care of you?"
"Yes, Master," came a breathy moan.
I stopped touching his cock and finished cleaning myself. I pushed him out of the shower and started drying him off. I got him completely dry making sure to spend a lot of time on his ass and balls. I finished drying myself, then pushed him naked into my room onto the die of the bed I don't sleep on. I pulled the blankets down and told him to hop on up. Once he was up and laid down I told him to stretch out his paws. I pulled out a pair of cuffs and went through the metal bar on one side before clipping the other paw into the cuffs.
"The key is on my side and is not able to be reached from where you're at," I laughed, "I like guests to stay the night, especially if they're sluts. Now assume the doggy position"
He used what little mobility he had with his arms and made a doggy the best doggy position he could, his tail flicking about freely now as both the collar and tail cuff were off. I climbed up behind him and opened the night stand beside him and pulled out a bottle of lube. I opened the bottle and poured a generous amount on my digits and then worked it into his ass making sure to coat his insides thoroughly, then used another glob to lubricate myself. He was moaning as I fingered his asshole. I kneaded his ass, smirking as I heard him sucking in his breath.
Once I was done toying with his ass, I spread his cheeks and inserted myself into his ass. Until I completely bottomed out inside of his asshole. I let him sit for a moment and get used to my size then I started to pull out. Stopping with just the tip still inside, then thrusting back into him. I felt him tense as I thrust back in. The feeling was exquisite, his mouth may have been experienced but his asshole sure wasn't.
I started thrusting slowly, grinding into him once out hips met. My claws dug into his cheeks as I kept thrusting. His moans filled the room as I panted slightly. I Leaned into his back and started painting into his ears. I liked his ear as best I could.
I started pounding faster and faster. His moans were getting louder and louder. Wet slaps filled the room as pounded into him. His cock fully erect as I pounded into his ass. His moans making him sound like a fox in heat.
My know had fully swelled and was pounding at his back door. "Beg for it slut," I growled, nipping his ear. "Please Master, fill me with your seed" he breathily moaned. I started roughly pounding into him. With one final rough thrust I shoved the whole knot into his tight ass, gaining a squeal from the tiger wrapped around my cock. With force load after load filled him completely, eventually spilling out around the tight seal my knot made. I bit his neck as I came in him, and he painted my sheets with his sperm.
I pulled us both down onto our sides and pulled the blankets over us. I panted into his ear as we both came down. "Good boy," I rubbed his head, "Hope you can get comfortable, my knot doesn't go down for about an hour." I licked at his neck, while I dozed off into a peaceful slumber, listening to him whine softly. Lucky Professor Lucky.