The New Professor

I left Audrey to get herself acquainted with her new place in life, and got myself some lunch out in the city. Walking through the streets of Segia was a nostalgic experience for me, bringing up memories of cowing nannies into submission and sneaking past security guards to explore during my teenage years. My father had sought to isolate me, but it was during this time when I had gained so much knowledge and practical experience, pacing within me lofty ambitions that would drive my future. Segia was a unique city to walk around in, even ignoring the large volume of scantily-clad whores, and the many billboards depicting naked women and various sex acts. The architecture was something of a mashup between New York and Caribbean styles, with most of the buildings being large and striking in their designs. The roads and sidewalks were pristine, and there was quite a bit of greenery, from the palm trees lining the sidewalks to the vines and window gardens on the houses and apartments. There were even many beautifully-maintained parks scattered around the city. The prosperity of the city had been reinvested heavily into its infrastructure. Just because it was a criminal’s paradise, didn’t mean it had to look like a back alley. In fact, domestic crime was very low; everything was kept very firm in hand by the city’s leaders, and any shady activities they wanted to engage in tended to be perfectly legal here.

I had stopped for a quick lunch at a diner I had remembered from my youth. I also saw my old favorite waitress as well, and got reacquainted with her lovely tits. Now I was headed to Segia Women’s University, the city’s largest female college. It didn’t offer any real degrees of course, only things like Feminine Studies and Servile Industries. Still, I had some issues with the way it was run, and with its headmistress in particular. It also provided a perfect cover for my father.

Campus security let me through without a word after I flashed a Sapphire Empire associate card at them. The administrative building, in which the headmistress’s office was located, was a grand building, looking like an enlarged Spanish villa. I made my way through the lobby after the receptionist at the front desk waved me through, telling me the headmistress was expecting me. Indeed, I had set up this meeting in advance, though only through my role as the Segeste heir. This was supposed to be a cover, after all. I left the lobby, frowning at the receptionist’s attire. It didn’t show anywhere near enough cleavage.

Christine Carmichael was average looking by Segia standards, though she would likely be considered beautiful anywhere else. She had very large tits, bigger than her head, though they were fake. I had seen photos of her from back when she was involved with my father, and she had been born rather underdeveloped. She also seemed to have had an injection in her lips. All of this she was showing off with a low-cut black leather dress, and bright red lipstick that completed a quite heavy coating of makeup.

Carmichael was rather pathetic, in my view. She viewed herself as a real player, and indeed had accumulated some degree of power in the city, largely due to sentimental feelings my father had for her. She was still just a cunt though, and her intelligence was lacking. She remained the weakest of the influential people in Segia. She had originally tried to fit in among the circles of the powerful by acting as just another man, an equal to the men before her and not just a sex object, but they had seen her for what she really was. She had since gone in the opposite direction, sluttifying herself and trying to leverage her sexuality for power. She was decent at manipulating men, and she had seen some success in this area. I saw through her facade, though. She pretended to submit to the societal expectations of Segia, but really was only paying lip service. In her college, she was building a power base of girls who didn’t truly understand a woman’s place, and would try to subvert it.

She was not actually any sort of threat. With a few of my Commands, as I called them, she would bend to my will immediately. But she had become so clumsy that even my father had started to realize what she was doing, and so I could pretend to curry favor with him by working to stop her plans from the inside. Anyway, for conquering an uppity bitch like her, the long game was more satisfying.

She smiled at me as I stepped in, purring in a sultry tone, “My, you’ve grown, haven’t you, Leo. I remember you from years ago. You were just a little lad then, of course.” As she said this, she thrust her tits out for my viewing pleasure. I’m sure she thought herself subtle. I wouldn’t pass up the chance to feast my eyes, especially not when it served the role I was playing.

After a long pause, I raised my eyes. “Indeed, I remember you very well, Ms. Carmichael. I could never forget a woman with such lovely qualities as the ones you possess.”

She giggled at that, intentionally setting her melons to bouncing. I was playing a character here, that of a self-assured and ambitious heir, but one who was still insecure in his power and not very cunning. She was swallowing it hook, line, and sinker.

“Oh, just as charming as I remember, dear. Now, to what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?” She was giving me bedroom eyes as she said this, which I could tell didn’t need to be faked. She was just as whorish as any other woman, after all, and even the biggest prudes I had known had been eager to hop on my cock.

“I’ve just returned to Segia, you see. My father is immersing me into the goings on of running the place, to prepare me for my future. I had hoped to be able to take a position where I could be involved in the operation of this university. It’s one of the city’s core institutions, of course, and my father and I are very aware of the importance of the cultivation of young women.” This last remarked served a dual purpose; to play into the character of a young man who wanted to fuck the students, and to hint that we were on to her real intentions with the college. Putting her on the back foot would be helpful for my aims.

I could tell I had succeeded by the **** quality that her smile had suddenly taken. She managed to hide this admirably in her tone, saying “I know you’d love to take a personal hand in the education of my girls, Leo. I’m sure a position could be created for you to aid in your quest, of course. How would you like to be an associate professor? It would allow you to set your own schedule and topics for teaching classes, as well as to take on some tutoring.”

“That sounds just perfect, my dear. Now I imagine you’ll want some authentication about my father’s desires. I’m sure this Letter of Recommendation will suffice.” My familiar name for her seemed to annoy her, but she wouldn’t say anything about it. Being the Segeste heir was a powerful position in Segia, even without the use of my other resources.

Christine had mentioned something about an office, and an assistant, so I decided to make my way there to get acquainted with her. I was feeling horny after groping the waitress at lunch, and that bitch headmistress leaving her tits out hadn’t helped.

The office was disappointing. The assistant, somewhat less so. Laura was a sexy slut, with long brown hair, cute glasses, and delicate features. Her tits were almost as big as those of her (former) boss, and a narrow waist flared out into wide hips that promised a fat ass. Her white blouse was fairly transparent, revealing her lack of bra, but both the blouse and her plaid pencil skirt covered all too much skin.

She smiled at me cutely as I stepped into the small office, which was poorly furnished. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, sir. I’m very excited to be working under such a distinguished man as yourself.”

Clearly, she had done her research as to who she would be working for. And her choice of words told me she knew what kind of opportunity that presented. Well, she would soon come into the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity of being my ****. Very soon.

“Yes, hello, Laura. I’m sure working under me will be a very rewarding experience for you. Now, I’m to be your new boss, and I have strict expectations for those who serve me. Firstly, I expect complete obedience. Any less will be punished sharply. Secondly, your primary duty is to serve me in any way I require, particularly in relieving my stress. I’m sure you realize what that entails. As such, you will have to reevaluate your clothing choices, as the dress code will be changing. I have already provided such outfits as you will be expected to wear, and they are currently waiting for you in a box just outside my office. You’d better get changed now, in here, and then I will give you an opportunity to practice your new duties.” All this, I gave in a tone of Command. There was no reason to play around with the girl given what I expected of her, and I could tell she might have turned **** once she realized I wasn’t expecting just the occasional romantic romp, but instead a full-time office fucktoy.

“Yes, sir,” she said immediately, and scurried out to bring in the box of her new outfits. Pulling the first one out, she revealed a black top, which would tie together around her tits, baring a vast amount of cleavage. It was paired with a gray miniskirt so short and tight it could almost be a belt, and black stockings and a set of 5 inch red heels. There were several more of the same with different colors, and then a second outfit. This one featured a black shirt that would sit under her tits, with lace sections that would circle them, leaving them bared. It was paired with an even shorter skirt, so tiny it would leave her pussy exposed. Black stocking and heels completed this outfit, and it also came in several different colors.

“Pick whichever you want to wear for now, but I expect you to cycle through them, and even add a few more if you find any with suitable qualities. For the first, you may not wear any bra or panties. For the second, you can wear crotchless panties if you want. You’ll find some at the bottom of the box.”

“Thank you for your generosity sir. I appreciate this gift very much. I’ll endeavor to do my best to please you, sir.”

“See that you do.”

Now that my Commands had made her duties clear to her, she seemed to be leaning into them. Indeed, she turned her outfit change into something of a strip tease, and even chose the more exposing of the two getups to put on. I was glad to see this; in fact, I likely would have used other methods during our fucking to ensure it. Perhaps I still would. It was fun to get with a **** slut, seeing the humiliation as her desires betrayed her, but that was not what I needed here. Just an easy set of holes to get my rocks off in.

When she had gotten in that lovely outfit, the sight of her enormous, perky tits hanging out convinced me to fuck them. Tits had been something of a theme this afternoon, anyway, so it was only fitting. “Come over here slut. It’s time to put your best features to work.”

She walked over sexily, swaying her hips. She was not as practiced at the walk as a well trained **** like Ana or Audrey, but it got her tits bouncing enticingly all the same. I had taken a seat in the comfortable office chair, and unzipped my pants to allow my rock hard meat to rise proudly. I did so love that gasp that the whores always let out as they saw it, as if worshiping such a thing wasn’t their life’s ambition.

Laura wasted no time in getting to that worship once I indicated she should kneel down beneath the desk. It was spacious under there; best she should get acquainted with the location, as it was where she’d be spending most of her time from now on.

“Start sucking, cunt. Some lube will make it easier to fuck your cleavage.”

Although she was as of yet unable to take more than a few inches down her dainty throat, she was nonetheless enthusiastic in her work, licking all over the shaft and scrotum, and producing adorable slurping noises. The taste of my cock was addictive, I had learned, and she couldn’t get enough of it. In fact, she came squirting all over the towel I had put below her at the flavor alone.

“You’ve cum already? Just what I should expect from a harlot like you, I suppose. Now let’s move on to the main event. Get to bouncing with those tits of yours.”

She did just as I had demanded. Although my cock rose quite a bit out from the top of her boobs, they were massive enough that they could completely envelope even my ridiculously thick shaft. I groaned at the feeling of being immersed in those glorious mounds of pliable flesh, and she came again at the sensation of my dick in her cleavage. Her high-pitched moaning screams could likely be heard around the building, but I didn’t care. I doubted anyone else would either.

Laura quickly got to bouncing, all the while sucking on the tip of my cock. It was big enough that it remained in her mouth all the length of her bouncing, and she was letting more saliva dribble down the shaft into her valley of titflesh to provide extra lube. A skilled whore. I wondered how often she had done this before.

I was content to lay back and enjoy the experience, except for the will I exerted into breaking her mind with ever-strengthening orgasms. She could no longer scream with my dick up her throat, but she still moaned around it loudly. I saw her eyes roll up into her head multiple times, and I had to walk a fine line to make sure she didn’t pass out.

I took my time enjoying the bitch’s jugs, but she didn’t quite have the endurance or stamina of a better trained slut, endurance that I would expect of her very soon. I considered just letting her pass out and continuing with her comatose body, but I still had some instructions to give her after we were done. With that in mind, seeing her start to flag and get slower with her bouncing, I pulled out of her mouth and let flow my release. My cum erupted from between her tits like a fountain, spurting up several feet before falling back down. The bitch’s face and tits were absolutely coated with my seed, and a smattering of drops fell on the towel. Even in her orgasm-induced delirium, she let out a moan of surprise and delight at the amount. Finally, exhausted, she collapsed onto her side, cum dripping off of her face. I let her rest for a few minutes, cleaning myself up, before giving her ass a nice hard slap to get her to her knees again.

“Whenever I leave any cum in or on you, you are to leave it on indefinitely unless I say otherwise. I don’t care if it’s three hours or three days. This time, leave it all until you leave the office, then you may eat it. And one more thing; all my sluts get a permanent mark, to remember me by. Go to Duncan’s Tattoos on Rose Ave, and tell him you’re the property of Leonardo Segeste. He’ll know what to do. Make sure it’s done before the next time I see you.”

She looked up at me through her mask of cum with such a strong attraction that I knew my orgasm control had done its work. “Yes, sir.”

With that, I exited the office, leaving her to clean up the mess. I marked all the girls I fucked with a few tattoos, so the world knew who they belonged to. There was a different one for the girls I kept and my one-time conquests. They all got one, without question, at one of the various parlors I had set up around the world. I had left Audrey a note with the same instructions I had given Laura. Ana was, unfortunately, undercover. The flight attendants I had fucked on the plane would get the conquest tattoo; I had made sure of it