Professor's Little Muse

Episode 2: The Stranger's Hands.

Ava Brooks

At first, it was out of spite. I wanted revenge. To show Liam that I could also be made to love by someone else other than him. I knew I would regret it eventually, but I was blinded with rage. When he sees me with another man, he will surely come back to beg me to take him back.

I downed the third glass of alcohol and followed the stranger along the long hotel corridor. He was impossibly tall next to my small frame, and his wide back was sure to make Liam jealous and feel less of himself, the same way he made me feel.

While the man wasn't watching, I took out my phone and took a video of his back, with his hand firmly holding mine and guiding me towards the room we were headed to, then I sent the video to Liam.

Just as I had expected, he began blowing up my phone and sending numerous texts, asking where I was and why I was being so petty.

Petty? I almost scoffed. He was going to see petty.

The stranger opened the door to an expensive suite and stepped aside for me to enter, closing the door behind me.

"Take off your clothes..." His voice came out in a low command, and I felt shivers running down my spine.

The way his eyes darkened as they roamed my body sent a flush of heat somewhere down my nether regions. I didn't know his name, and frankly, I couldn't care any less. I wanted to take a picture of a video of this moment... of me taking off my clothes in front of a stranger for him to f**k me like a man, unlike what Liam used to do in bed with me.

I let my silk gown pool to the floor beneath me and quietly stepped out, not feeling any bit of shyness, instead my rage gave me the defiance and confidence needed to take my revenge.

"I've told you already, little bird..." He growled as he stepped forward, reducing the distance between us. "I don't do nice." His thumb rose to softly stroke my chin. "I don't do the vanilla s*x you're used to. I f**k hard."

I swallowed at the intensity of his voice. This feeling was exhilarating and also scary at the same time, but the alcohol in my system was doing a perfect job to numb my fear.

"I know. I don't care." My mouth was moving before I could even think. "f**k me. Please... Take all of me. Just... Make me forget all—"

"Shhh..." He placed a finger on my lips, silencing me immediately. "I don't want to hear of your trauma or why you're doing this." His eyes traced the outline of my body, slowly so that I could feel the heat rising at each spot his eyes settled on. Now, it was my breasts... My n*****s were already poking through the thin fabric of my bra, and I saw his throat move.

"You're so f*****g beautiful..." His voice deepened, and I wasn't prepared for the next thing that happened. "And you will have to beg me to f**k you."

"Uhhh!" I yelped as I was lifted off my feet in one swift movement by him, and I was being carried towards the large bedroom. Whatever I was getting myself into, I was liking it.

He didn't toss me on the bed but took time in taking off my bra and panties until I was bare and naked on his body. He allowed himself time to stare and to gently move his hands all over my body until I was squirming underneath him, and I could feel the juices of p***y slicking my inner thighs.

"Tell me..." He whispered into my ears. "What do you want?" He asked as he went back to the mounds of my breasts to massage and pinch my n*****s.

I could barely form any coherent thoughts and all I moaned over and over again was for him to f**k me. For him to delete the memory of Liam and Luna on the bed I bought. For me to forget the hateful things they said about me. For me to...

"Uhhh..." I moaned in pain and pleasure as his hands roughly spanked my p***y after spreading them wide.

"What were you saying?" His breathing was ragged now as he continued his pleasurable assault on my body as I jolted every time he struck me.

I didn't know I could be this depraved. That my body could react to this level of pain and pleasure at the same time. The more he spank— more at my c**t— the more I felt the pleasure building. This was something I never experienced before. Not even with Liam. This was...

"Oh my goodness..." I whispered underneath him when he sank a finger into my open p***y that was leaking with my juices. I was close. So close... "Oh... I'm going to..."

"No!" He withdrew his hands immediately, and I almost cried at the loss of contact.

"Please... Don't do this. Please, f**k me. Please sir..." The tears were streaming down my eyes as I begged this hot stranger to continue his ministrations on my body.

"Not yet, little bird." I saw the slow smirk forming on his lips as he flipped me over. "You have to get over the edge a thousand times for me to know that you're ready for me."

I didn't know what that meant, but my body shuddered with anticipation of what was to come. He flipped me over again with ease, exposing my ass to the air while the rest of my body was on his lap and partly on the huge bed.

"Let's watch you get ready for me." He began, and the first spank that landed on my ass made my body react violently.

The pressure that had been building from my p***y being spanked threw me over the edge, and I found myself screaming as my juices ran down my legs without any inhibition.

The stranger rubbed my ass over and over again, stroking lightly between the folds of my p***y as he played with my juices.

"It seems someone needs to be punished."

...and I knew the night was just getting started.