I felt awkward in my slutty glamour gear. Left to myself for a moment, I fumbled with the garters and marveled at the way the top of the corset held up my tits, making them spill over the top, offering them as if on a platter. While I was thus absorbed, Professor Blackthorne quietly came […]

Lying there on the carpet, I was more relaxed than I could remember feeling in a long while. Somehow, Professor Blackthorne had taken me out of my brain and put me back into my body. Suddenly, my life, which had been all about thought, was now all about sensation. Very simple. I noticed again with […]

Finally, it was done. Professor Blackthorne placed the candle back in its holder and gave me a few seconds to compose myself. The sting of the heat faded away, and I could feel the cooled wax tugging at my skin as my chest rose and fell. I looked down at the pattern of red polka-dots […]

My ass was raw from the spanking, and I had to shift around to get comfortable. I felt extremely vulnerable and a little awkward, lying naked on the floor, looking up at the fully-clothed professor. “Have you ever played with wax before?” he asked me softly. I shook my head, not really understanding what he […]

Nothing happened for a minute or so. My every muscle was taut, my breathing rapid, anticipating the cruelest torture with a strange mix of eagerness and fear. But instead what I felt was a caressing touch, as Professor Blackthorne stroked my hair with gentle affection, as though I were a lover or a daughter. He […]