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Chapter 17 by wit1

Who is holding your clothes?

Professor Jill Nebar

Your first thought had been that Cindy or perhaps Anne had found you. You were afraid that the work you had done to get Pete off had been for naught. You were sure that you’d have to do what they told you for the rest of the evening. You had no doubt that they would have had you do something sexual.

You swallowed hard as you recognized the person holding your clothes. It was Professor Jill Nebar. You had a lot more to worry about than having to spend the rest of the evening with your tits and ass sticking out for all to see or satisfying a bunch horny guys, especially since Cindy’s drink was making you horny as well.

The faculty considered The Rathskellar to be their quiet place. They did not take kindly to students disturbing their peace and quiet with shenanigans. Even though you were behind the bar and trying to be quiet, you had no doubt that the professor knew what was going on. She could keep you from drinking here. To make matters worse, Professor Nebar taught lower level math courses, including remedial math courses. There was a good chance that you would have her as a teacher next semester. You didn’t need her to see you as some sort of troublemaker.

“Come along my dear.” Professor Nebar said as she crooked her finger at you. She turned and started for the door.

“Uh...ma’am…” Pete started nervously, “What are you going to do to her?” The professor turned back to face the bartender. There was a stern look on her face.

“I am going to my office and I am going to explain to Miss Johnson why I will not see her here for the rest of the year.” Jill said in a low voice, “If I had someone to relieve you, I’d be bringing you to my office right now. I expect you in my office at ten tomorrow morning.” Pete turned white as a ghost.

Before anyone could do or say anything, Professor Nebar turned and walked out. You had ****. You quickly followed her. The fact that she knew who you were meant you couldn’t escape whatever fate she had planned. She keyed open the freight elevator and held it open for you. Only when the doors had closed did the smile appear on her face. You were definitely confused.

“I have to thank you for getting me out of a rather...delicate position.” she said as she keyed the control panel.

“Mitch?” you asked, even though you knew the answer. The professor nodded.

“Let’s just say office politics put me in a compromising position where mister hands is concerned.” she said. You had to smile. You’ve had enough experience with Mitch to know he would grab any part of any woman he could. The fact that the woman was a member of the staff made no difference.

“Sadly, being compromised, there was nothing I could do to him to stop from texting Cindy that you were in the Rathskeller. I wouldn’t be able to stop him from engaging in shenanigans or being a part of those shenanigans if he insisted I participate. Fortunately, ‘disciplining’ you for your ‘misconduct’ gives me an excuse to get out of there.”

“Uh,” you started hesitantly when the elevator stopped, “About that discipline…”

“Right.” she said, “I don’t want to see you in the Rathskeller for the rest of the year. That shouldn’t be too hard since today was the last day I’m to supervise the Rathskeller this year. Just make sure I don’t hear that you went there before the start of next semester.” You smiled. Mitch was the only one who would know that you had been ‘thrown out’. You could pay him off if needed.

“And Pete?” you asked. You stepped through the open door into an empty corridor.

“Don’t worry,” she said with a chuckle, “His imagination will do more to punish him than I plan to. Of course, if you want to have some fun with him, come to my office so I can have him explain exactly what happened behind the bar.” A smile came to your lips. You wouldn’t mind seeing him squirm a little for tricking you into giving him a tit job.

“You can also tell me what happens between you and Cindy.” the professor added as the doors to the elevator closed. You quickly looked around to see if she had followed you here. The corridor was empty, but there was no guarantee that it would remain so for long. You hastily put your bra and top back on. A quick look at your phone showed you there was still quite a bit of time in the game. You needed to find a new place to hide.

Where do you go?

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