Chapter 2: I Spend the Entire Class Aching for My Professor’s Cock While He Teases Me Mercilessly

My heart slams against my ribs so hard I’m sure the whole class can hear it. Professor Kane stands at the front of the room like he owns it — the same man who spent last night wrecking my pussy, filling me with cum, and calling me his good girl while I screamed. Now he’s my substitute professor, and I’m just another student in a short uniform skirt with soaked panties.

He clears his throat, voice deep and controlled. “Good morning, everyone. I’ll be taking over for the week. Let’s begin.”

His eyes...