I was a good schoolgirl and helped my professor out after class sometimes. One day, he asked me if I could stay a little later than usual, which was different. Of course, I agreed and wondered what he needed from me. Once class was over, he had a sticky note on his desk asking me to read it.

He excused himself after, and I read what he had written on the note. He graded some of our papers and needed them entered into the database on his computer.

Surprisingly, he never asked me to do any work behind the desk.

I sat down in his chair and noticed how comfortable it was. I knew now why he stayed seated when he gave his lectures to the class. A heavy sigh slipped from my lips as I turned on his computer. I found some very erotic porn on his laptop and was shocked and blushing at the same time. It was a video of him and some woman doing the hottest foreplay on his California King bed

My eyes could not stop watching, but I turned the volume low in case anyone else was around. I have to admit, it was so forbidden the way he was using his hands all over her young body. She looked like the perfect school girl just like me come to think of it. I crossed my legs and felt compelled to fixate on what I saw.

Suddenly, I heard his footsteps approaching the classroom door, and that was not a good thing at that moment. I clicked out of the video as fast as I could. However, there wasn’t anything I could do about the sweet feeling between my legs.

“Well, hello Cheyenne,” he said

His smile was bright and very inviting. “Hey, Mr. Volkov,” I replied. His entrance was humble and well-known. My hands started clicking at the screen, hoping the video would close.

“How are the entries going?” he asked.

I had to keep a straight face while crossing my legs. The hesitation in my voice was right at the tip of my tongue. “I’m sorry, I haven’t started yet,” I replied. I didn’t realize how much time had gone by. Being a bad schoolgirl was much more important to me at that moment “It’s alright hun, I will help you.” he said. He made his way over, placing his hands on my shoulders.

“What had you so distracted?” he asked me. That was when he placed his hand over the mouse. “Click right here, Cheyenne,” he asked. My index finger clicked down softly, which opened the entire screen. I was so shocked to see the video was still up and playing. “I’m..I’m sorry how did that get there?” I asked condescendingly.

He leaned into my ear and asked if I liked watching him play with that slut. I was stumbling over my answer in my mind, what could I say? His hand slowly moved off of my shoulder, and onto my collarbone. Electric chills ran all over my body, I was stuck and caught. There was nothing I could say, nothing I could do.

I giggled and smiled while nodding my head. I felt his hand sliding onto my neck, and his lips softly against my ear. “If you do a good job here, you can be in my next video,” he said. That was the moment I knew he was going to turn me into a slut.

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