Tell The Truth

Looks like I wasn't the only one who did my research. I struggled to answer her questions, but the sooner I got started the sooner I would be done.

"Honestly, ever since you walked through the door for the first class I couldn't keep my eyes off of you. You are one of the hottest girls I have ever seen, and I needed an excuse to get to talk to you. I'm sorry if it came out as creepy."

She was now staring daggers into me, but it didn't seem like she was upset. It seemed like she knew exactly the power she had over me. Not only was she able to get me to obsess over her for 2 straight days just by existing and being as hot as she is, but she also now had the ability to probably get me into trouble for stalking and harassment. She seemed to revel in that power she had over me. She enjoyed every second of it while I sat there awaiting her reaction.

"So are you asking me out?" She said with a bratty tone and a devilish grin.

"I guess so," I said while blushing.

"Hmm I don't know," she said placing her hand on her chin, looking deep in thought. "The college does have a policy against professors hooking up with students." She looked back at me, enjoying my agony at the ongoing situation. "So I must say I'm flattered, but no thanks."

My heart dropped.

"So Mr. Miller unless you have any more questions, I have work to get back to." Even before she finished that sentence she was already looking down at the papers on her desk, leaving me sitting there embarrassed and even a little humiliated. Her tone and her word seemed to have been calculated to make me feel beneath her. But I was not ready to take no for an answer.

"Please, just give me one chance."

She paused her work and looked up at me with her most dominant face yet.

"Beg some more!"

Again I was taken aback, but I had ****. Sunk cost and all that.

"Please let me take on one date. Please, I'll do anything." The irony of a tall, muscular guy begging a cute girl was not lost on me.

"Anything?"

"Yes, anything."

Her grin grew wider and it looked like she was considering what to do next.

"Ok, since I'm such a nice person I'll offer you a deal. We can't go on a date right now. I'm not risking my career for a college fling. But we can after you graduate, if you meet a few preconditions in the meantime."

"Yes I'll do anything you want." I was sounding more **** by the second.

"Good boy," she said sarcastically. "Starting next week, you are going to come to my office every Monday and Wednesday, 5 minutes before my office hours start, not a single second late. You will grab me a large caramel Frappuccino on your way. You will knock on the door and wait for permission to enter. While you're in this room, you will refer to me exclusively as mistress. You will place the drink on my desk, kneel on the ground, then walk on all fours around to where I'm seated. You will take my shoes off and place a kiss on each of my toes, pausing to say 'Thank you for allowing me the opportunity to worship your sexy feet and toes mistress' between each kiss. As soon as you are done, you will lick every inch of my feet until the end of the 2 hour period. Then you will recite the pledge again before getting up and walking out. If you do that the entire semester, and get an A on my course, then I'll consider going out with you."

I was now getting extremely hard at this lengthy description. I never thought of myself as the submissive type, quite the opposite actually, but right now I wanted nothing more than to submit to this sexy dominatrix in front of me.

"I'll take your silence as a yes."

"Yes." As soon as I finished that sentence, Mira rose up from her seat and bitch slapped me harder than anyone had ever done. I was in shock and didn't move.

"Yes who?"

"Yes mistress," I corrected myself.

"Good. I will also need an upfront payment as well. kneel on the ground." I did as I was told, feeling very horny. She walked around to where I was kneeling and sat on the chair right in front of me. She took off her flats to reveal her sexy feet, with her toes still painted orange.

"I want a kiss on each foot." I lean down and plant a kiss on her left foot, then her right foot. "What a good little foot bitch. I'll see you next Monday." With that she left me kneeling on the ground and walked back to her seat at the desk. I got up and left her office. As soon as I got to my dorm room I immediately went to the bathroom and started jerking off. I recreated the entire scenario in my head, beating my meat harder and harder. I came close to nutting when I thought about the foot kisses, and eventually I climaxed as I thought about the moment she called me her foot bitch. Mira had me by the dick and I was ready to be her foot bitch for the rest of the semester.