By any other name

As soon as Lucas had left, Lily's only thought was to get back to her dorm room as quickly as possible. She needed to get to her phone, and check the rules to figure out what was going on. She remembered the rule about compliments, but it didn't explain why she had just edged through her entire class. Once she had a grasp on the situation, she could make some changes to get herself out of this mess. But as she turned to leave the lecture hall, she found her feet taking her in a direction she didn't want to go.

Against her will, Lily found herself walking towards her next class, and for a moment, Lily couldn't figure out why. She hadn't written any rules about attendance, just about - Oh No! Oh God No! She suddenly remembered her rule about apologies, written while drunk and horny. Then Chloe had apologised to her, and - well, she'd taken advantage. But Lily had apologised to the entire class this morning. Did that mean she would do anything sexual they asked?

Then it dawned on her - her conversation with Lucas. Lucas had made a joke about her edging through class, and her body had done it. She'd had no control. She realised that not only had Lucas seen her edging herself, but he had also instructed her to continue doing so in all of her classes from now on. Judging by the way her body was bee-lining its way to the next class, it seemed to mean she also had to attend all of her classes. She tried to fight it, but no matter what she did, her body wouldn't listen. Lily was trapped by the off-hand comments of the class pervert, and the rules of her own creation.

Lily tried to think the best way to handle Lucas' command. This classroom was much smaller than the lecture hall, and surely someone would notice what she was doing. What counted as edging anyway? Could she get someone to cancel out Lucas' command? Did an optional class count as one of her classes? Her mind raced through potential loopholes, but as her body carried her through the door of the classroom, she realised there was no escape. The rules she had written were binding. Strategically, she positioned herself in the corner of the back row, where there'd be less people watching her.

As the class began, Lily's left hand wandered straight beneath her panties, seeking out her clit. It was still raw and sensitive from her last edging session, and as she began playing with it, her breath started coming in ragged gasps. As she tried to ignore the stimulation, and focus on Professor Edwards' words, Lily found herself growing increasingly frustrated. She'd studied this play in high school, and it was a struggle to focus on something she already knew when she was constantly being stimulated elsewhere. Her mind kept wandering back to her eager pussy, and the intense desire building up inside her.

As she edged herself closer and closer to the brink of orgasm, the professor continued to discuss the play, using phrases like "undying love" and "eternal devotion" that only served to heighten Lily's arousal. Lily could feel the heat within her building, but just as her muscles began to tense, Lily's hand froze mid-stroke. She couldn't believe what was happening. The pressure on her clit had dropped, and she felt herself frustratingly close the edge, but it was just out of reach. Her body felt like it was on fire, and all she could think about was finishing herself off. But her hand didn't obey, simply tracing lines on her thigh while her pussy calmed down, and only starting again once it wouldn't give her her much needed release.

Lily's torment continued, and somewhere during this fog, the professor used the phrase "a rose by any other name". Startled to hear her middle name, Rose, said aloud, Lily found her right hand dropping her pen, and quickly grabbing the bottom of her T-shirt. Her hand just as quickly lifted her shirt over her head, and Lily found herself unwillingly flashing her breasts to a man for the second time today. As she looked at the back of the other students heads, she thanked God that she sat herself in the back row. The professor, continuing with his speech to the class, glanced over, and suddenly stumbled over his words.

Lily's heart raced as she continued to edge herself with her left hand, her gaze locked onto the professor's shocked expression. Some inattentive students shifted their gaze to the professor, who made a spectacle of himself as he struggled to regain his train of thought. Lily found she could soon lower her shirt, and the rest of the class remained oblivious to her lewd display. She felt a mixture of relief and frustration as her left hand continued its task, quietly suppressing her need to moan and writhe against it as the class continued.

When the professor finally dismissed the class, he asked Lily to stay back, to her dread. As the last few students filed out of the room, he turned to her and said, "I hope you understand that this kind of behavior isn't acceptable in my classroom. Do you have anything to say for yourself?" Lily looked into his eyes, her own filled with lust from her class-long edging session.

"Yes, Professor," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of her racing heart. "I'm sorry," she followed, instinctively.

It was in the immediate wake of her words that Lily realised what she had just done. The professor could now ask whatever sexual favours he wanted, and she would have to obey.

Professor Edwards stared at her, his eyes narrowing. "I can't have you going around flashing people in my classroom," he said sternly. "But if you need to let out some of your sexual energy, maybe you should dress a little skimpier. Wear something that shows off your cleavage, go without panties. Just... something to keep you under control."

Lily felt a mixture of horror and embarrassment wash over her. She hoped that how she dressed wouldn't count against her rule, but she couldn't remember how she worded it. She wished she'd been more careful last night, but for right now, she just needed to get out of this conversation without any more commands.

"Thank you, Professor," she said, her voice still shaky. "I'll try my best." And with that, she quickly gathered her things and rushed out of the classroom, eager to get back to her dorm room and make some changes to the rules.