Brianna

"Hello, Mr. Green. I'm not in trouble, am I?" The cute redhead popped into the office with a spring in her step. Eric was lost in her beautiful eyes for a moment before he snapped back to reality. Gods, if this works...he would own a human being? It couldn't be that easy.

"No, no. I just wanted to talk to you about your grades. Or lack thereof." Eric took out a recent mock test. On the Brianna's sheet was a big fat zero.

"Oh that. Oopsie!" She stuck out her tongue. "I forgot about the test. Sorry, Mr. Green, I'll do better next time."

"Brianna... let's try something out. Give me your hand."

"My hand?" She extended her right arm over your desk. Eric grabbed her wrist and quickly scribbled his name onto her arm, his heart pounding. When it was done, he looked up at the girl.

"So...uh... Brianna, what do you think?"

"About what, Mr. Green?"

"Who do you- who do you belong to?"

"Of course it's you, Mr. Green."

A wide and perverted smile stretched across Eric's face before he regained his composure. He still couldn't believe it was working.

"Why do you belong to me?"

"Why? I don't know. I guess because your name is written on me?"

"Does that mean you'll obey everything I say?"

"Of course, Mr. Green. I am nothing but your property." Eric stared incredulously at the pen. Even with the tests he had run he was still hesitant to go too far. However, he couldn't resist experimenting further. Eric locked the door just in case, then asked Brianna to sit on his lap. The girl obeyed without question, and her soft, full butt laid down on his thigh.

Eric had never inspected her this close before, and even at a distance of mere inches Brianna looked perfect. Her round cheeks were smooth and devoid of any flaws or wrinkles, and her full lips begged to be kissed. Eric found his lips pressed against the girl's before his mind could catch up. The tender sensation was so addicting he almost felt mental anguish when he pulled away.

For a moment he wondered if he overstepped the bounds of the pen's power, but Brianna's expression was neutral.

"Brianna, can I kiss you?"

"What are you talking about, Mr. Green? You can do anything you want to me. Why are you being so silly today?"

Anything. His gaze lowered to her white blouse and the appealing bulge of her generous bust. Where would he even start with a girl like this? All at once, Eric decided. He kissed her again, this time invading her mouth with his tongue while his hands explored her body.

Her soft and full tits. Her round rump. Her smooth thighs. And between her legs, her wet lower lips. Eric's boner was pitching a huge tent, harder than he had ever been.

Brianna was not a passive doll and her hands were likewise caressing Eric. Eventually she brushed against his bulge. She paused for a split second before gingerly reaching out again. Eric was melting from the pleasure when he felt the girl's soft hands wrap around his erection and began gently stroking. He was suffering a year long dry spell so the sudden feminine contact was too much for him to bear.

"Brianna, slow down- stop!" It was too late. Even through his pants and boxers, her rubbing had pushed him past the threshold. All Eric could do was endure the slow release of his backed up semen into his pants while he squeezed Brianna's tits.

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Green! I didn't think..."

"It's fine, Brianna." Eric was still recovering from the orgasm and couldn't be mad at the cute girl that made a mess in his pants.

"I'll clean it up for you."

Eric watched as his student unzipped his pants and pulled his stained boxers down. A thick, musky smell was released like a flood and made Brianna feel weird. She took out her handkerchief and wiped down his crotch. To his shock, once most of it was clean, Brianna proceeded to lick his crotch and cock. The sensation of her mouth was both **** and heaven on his post-orgasm cock. She even sucked on the damp spots on his boxers to extract all the cum.

It was ultimately futile as his pants were still damp, but he enjoyed her earnest efforts. Only when he gave the command did the redhead stop.

"Thank you, Brianna. You may go back to your seat now." When you were presentable again, Brianna was still standing in your office.

"Brianna? You can go back to class."

"But I'm your property now. I don't need to attend class."

The power of the pen went deep, it seems.

"Brianna, can you go back to your previous life? You don't have to attend to me all the time, only when I call for you. Also, don't mention I own you to anyone else."

"Okay, Mr. Green." She looked almost disappointed as she left.

"I can't believe that just happened." Eric muttered as he stared at the pen again. He was spent for the day, but was eagerly anticipating the next day to try the pen out again.