“Now why would I like to see My student that way? You are just My student aren’t you Holly?” He asked as a second finger took possession of her cunt, stroking it slowly, spreading the soft smooth lips wider.

“YES, I mean yes I am your student. What else would I be Sir.” She said quivering as His fingers took control of her cunt.

“Well as My student I would not be pleased at all that you showed up in My classroom or My office like this. Nor I suppose would I be pleased at what you did yesterday in asking for a better grade.” He spoke softly as a third finger slide deep inside her tight soaked cunt.

“Now if you are a slut.” Smiling at the tensing of her body at the mention of that word. “Not just any slut mind you, but My slut. Then yes I would have been very pleased that you came to display yourself to Me in class like that.”

His fingers now ramming hard into the wet opening of her cunt, fucking it as He held her shoulder to keep her from swaying He watched her body tense, then suddenly shudder, tremble as she came, her hot juices dripping around His fingers.

“Are you that slut Holly? Are you Professor’s slut?” He asked as He leaned in closer to her ear, His warm breathe caressing it as His fingers continued to fuck her cunt slowly.

With her eyes closed she tried to make sense of His words, listening to Him ask her if she was a slut. The word upset her but also thrilled her as well. Then there was the question of was she His slut. Even before the words left His mouth she knew the answer to that question. “Yes, I am your slut.’ She whimpered softly.

“I thought you might be, thought that might be what you had on your mind Holly.” He said as He drew His fingers out of her cunt. He waited a moment longer keeping His hand on her shoulder to keep her steady. Satisfied that she was not going to fall over, He released her and moved to stand beside His desk.