Professor Remi's Main Course

As she led me to her bedroom, my lungs were burning with excitement. I was out of breath, and it all felt like some twisted hallucination, only it was as real as it could get. My limp, used up cock was dangling between my legs, sending a wave of sweet pain down my thighs each time it made contact with my legs. I'm not used to multiple orgasms, especially not when they are induced by a sassy, dominant woman. Yet, my stupid, monkey brain was yearning for one more orgasm. I needed to cum time and time again, just to live in this fantasy for a few more seconds. Remi's sweaty ass was swaying as she led me to the main part of the evening, and catching a glimpse of my sperm running down her right thigh made me moan softly and hold her hand even stronger.

Her bedroom was exactly as I imagined: a cozy room with dark red walls, a brown rug, a huge bed with a fluffy blanket, and a giant mirror on the wall. She turned on some soft yellow lights and lit up a few scented candles while I made myself comfortable on her bed. Seeing my tired body in that mirror felt weird, like I was an imposter living someone else's fantasy. That notion was cut short with Remi laying on top of me and gently kissing my lips.

- "Don't tell me you're done already... are you?", she asked half-jokingly.

- "No, no... just catching a breath after you used me like an animal back there. Sounds like you're the one who's struggling to keep up", I said with my best attempt to fake some courage.

- "That's no way to talk to an older woman. Sounds like you need to be taught a lessons sweetie."

She laid on top of me for a few more seconds before she got up and went over to her closet. She was searching for something specific and with each second passed, my prebuilt idea of Remi the vanilla woman changed into something different which I could not yet understand.

- "Oh, there you are...", Remi said quietly while taking out something from the back of her closet.

She showed me a small box of items clearly used for bondage play. Among the items were various handcuffs, cock rings, chastity cages, whips, and satin blindfolds.

- "Now be a good boy for mommy and put this on", she said while she tossed me a black blindfold with a word "SLUT" written in pink.

- "Kneel down on the floor... that's right. Know your place baby. You need to be punished for what you said."

I always claimed to be a switch but hearing her be so dominant turned me into a full-on little submissive slut. I was completely under her control and at this point, I'd let her do anything to me. I knelt and put on the blindfold, and then she handcuffed me with my hands behind my back. I could feel her circling around me, not touching me or saying a word.

- "Such a good boy. Don't you dare get hard for me now. You don't deserve it yet. Wait... are you disobeying me again?"

Suddenly I felt a strong, painful sensation crack over my back. She ran her leather whip over my body before she struck me again. She stopped and stood in front of me for a few seconds, when I felt a weird, soft sensation over my cock.

- "You like when mommy runs her foot over that needy, little cock? So pathetic..."

The soft sensation turned into a wave of pain as she stepped on my cock and held her foot on my tip for what seemed like eternity. I let out a painful moan, and she whipped me again. For some depraved reason, I craved that sensation again.

- "You see baby, be a good little slut for me and I'll give you anything you want."

- "Let me taste you goddess", I begged her suddenly.

I couldn't believe how quickly she fucked me up and turned me into a little slut. I craved her pussy juices and needed to taste her more than anything.

- "Oh? Maybe I'll let you take a few licks... open wide sweetie."

I heard some soft, wet sounds followed by her quiet moans before I felt her wet fingers on my lips. I licked her fingers like a dog and tried to lick her pussy, but she quickly moved.

- "Such a hungry boy! You know what... prove yourself to mommy and you can eat as much as you want."

She took my blindfold off, and it felt like she took a bit of my courage along with it. It all felt so wild and animalistic when I lacked one of my senses, but I couldn't chicken out now. Professor Remi sat on the edge of the bed and spread her legs, exposing her soaking wet lips.

- "Worship me baby. Show me I'm really your goddess and I'll let you taste me again."

She slowly raised her leg and caressed my face with her soft, beautiful foot. I kissed her soles and licked her toes, moaning each time her red toes curled up. Since I was handcuffed and on my knees, my options were limited so I had to be extra dirty. I sucked on her toes and ran my tongue under them at the same time. Hearing her moans and praise only made me even more eager to please her. I felt something run down my cock. My tip was leaking precum which quickly turned into a puddle under my knees.

One last lick of her soles and I started to move up her ankles and calves, kissing every inch of her soft, mature skin. She obviously took serious care of her looks since there was not a single hair in sight, and every part of her beautiful body was silky smooth. As I got to her knees, she took my head with her hands and pulled on my hair. I felt like a mere pleasure toy, which made me go even harder.

- "I can't take it anymore. Eat my pussy. Eat my pussy so hard, Jesus Christ", Remi said through a series of moans and pulled me up to her pussy, pressing her swollen lips against mine.

I could feel her grool running down my face as I selfishly sucked on her clit. Each time she'd quiver, I would go a little harder, suctioning her clit with my lips and sucking on it while massaging it with my tongue. One final quiver was obviously the sign of her cumming on my face, accompanied with a loud groan and the pulling of my hair.

- "Get up and kiss me. Let me taste my pussy of your face baby."

I got up, forgetting how taller I am than her. My throbbing, creamy cock was in her face, but she didn't seem to care. She wanted herself. I made out with her while overshadowing her, smearing her grool over her face.

- "Spit in my mouth. I've teased you long enough. Show me who's the boss around here sweetie. Make me pay for everything."

It felt natural at that point. I spit in her face and pushed her on the bed with my foot. Still handcuffed, I jumped on her. She uncuffed me, but before she could toss them away, I put those cuffs on her arms. She looked shocked, but still gave into the whole act. As much as I wanted to use that slutty pussy, I was afraid I'd cum the second I pushed my dick inside her. At this point, it didn't even matter. I spread her legs, gently wrapped my hand around her neck, and pushed my leaky cock inside her hungry cunt. We both moaned and kissed as I ravaged her, trying my best not to spill my seed immediately. I couldn't take it anymore. I took my cock out and knelt over her chest. I stroked my cock to completion and sprayed her face with ropes of my hot, sticky cum, glazing her face and her blonde hair. It seemed like there was no end to this cumshot, but finally I collapsed on top of her. Seeing my professor cuffed with my sperm running down her face felt surreal, but I had to get used to it at this point. It was obvious this was the start of a long, perverted romance.