An Opportunist

"You're quite the curious lady," you reply, "Kind of hot, too."

"What? Listen, just please let me down and I'll explain everything to you," she begs.

"No. I have a better idea."

You walk over to her and reach your hands out towards the ropes. She smiles for a moment, but is shocked when you move them away. In one quick motion, your hands fly to her skirt and find the zipper. It goes down quickly, as does the skirt itself in one quick tug. As you pull the garment past her feet, you smile at the sight of her naked pussy.

"What are you doing, young lady? This is an outrage!"
"It's simple," you say, picking up her blouse next, "I don't want you to run off before I am done.

If you are naked, you will not run. Don't forget how many people will be between you and privacy today... especially right now."
"What's wrong with you? Are you sick in the head?"
"Me? You would say that after what I saw a moment ago? Why were you doing that, Miss 'I have so many questions?'"
"Fine, I'll tell you. I don't have much choice, after all.

That wasn't really my daughter. It's my daughter's best friend and roommate. She... wants to know how to please her.
So, she asked me what I liked and, well, we got here."
"I see," you reply with a sly smile, "So you like being tied up, huh? You like a lack of control in your life when it comes to sex?"
"...yes. Please don't tell anyone you found me like this! I work here in the faculty and can make any arrangements you want for grades. I have tenure," she says with sad eyes.

"You're a smart lady, so let me break this down for you simply.
I have you in my room, a private one. You are tied and naked.
Do you really think that I can't get a deal from you AND get what I want from you right now?"
"I suppose not," she replies sadly, lowering her head in shame.

You smile broadly and cover the distance between you and her. Your hands go up to her boobs and cup them softly. You rub them for a couple of minutes before grabbing her nipples and squeezing.

"Beg me to suck your nipples," you order.