Master do what You want to me but please don't let me be puzzled here I am sooo very sorry but I can't do the instruction from here. So I hope my Master will consider that. Anyway I will sleep at his place I can deal with this pervert old professor, after all I am your slave and that means not weak slave ;p ... but for sure he is using every moment to have sex with me and initiate it ... soooo uncomfortable!!! But of course I know how to play with it an of course he is not the type to push me and force sex that would be r*** .. and I am staying here all weekend in this uncomfortable situation lol anddd I can admit whrn we are not misbehaving even tho it's me paying the price still when we are not having my Master use his slave this might get annoying lolll how horny he is :p
Am I not Your good girl Master? Can't I earn?

any professors out there? it's the philosophy ones that get me, the slightly hallow eyes that come from a life long stuggle to maintain convictions despite the overwhelming meaninglessness so clearly evidenced, or maybe its the lack of boundries the material necessitates that already presses the boundries, teasing out what pleasure is, maybe its the layers of sweaters or maybe the 20 minute digressions on latin word roots, or even a weird say, teacup obsession. or that thrill when a teacher has to wisper something in your ear, and you know he can smell the pot smoke and sex on you, and he linnnnngers. anyway if there are any guys out there who wanna mix daddy issues, teacher power dynmamics or generally flipping a silly college girl over a podium to slap her ass and fuck a good essay into her, message me. 20/f/ma

I confess I'm a college slut. I have sex with my professors for higher grades but I also just love older men. It's so hot the way they want to fuck me so bad. Do you guys want to fuck me? :P

I wanna face fuck my college professor. Thoughts??

A good read on the terrorist's "He said the Islamic Movement of Uzbekistan and one of its splinter groups, the Islamic Jihad Union, both have recruited Chechen, Turks and other non-Arab Muslims to fight with them against U.S. forces in Afghanistan. According to Kohlmann, both of these groups are based in the Waziristan tribal area of Pakistan, "and these groups can be just as radical as anything al-Qaeda puts out."

"They have a strong animus against the United States," Kohlmann said.

But he cautioned against making any assumption at this point that the bombing suspects were recruited and/or trained by foreign terror organizations.

"What happened (in Boston) is within the capability of two relatively sophisticated, homegrown individuals," Kohlmann said. "These two people seem to have come out of nowhere."

David Schanzer, a terrorism expert at Duke University, said the attack appeared to be "homegrown" and that the suspects appear unsophisticated and without ties to or training from international terrorist groups.

"The fact that they needed to rob an ATM to get money (suggests) they didn't get large amount of outside funding. They had no escape plan to leave the country," Schanzer said. "These are hallmarks of people who are not particularly sophisticated. I don't see this as a highly planned plot. They seemed to be making this up as they go along."

Several links have been identified between Chechen guerrillas and al-Qaeda, according to an analysis by the Council on Foreign Relations.

Despite the two suspects' apparent affinity for the Chechen cause, anti-separatist Chechen leader Ramzan Kadyrov said there was no link between his country and Tamerlan and Dzhokhar Tsarnaev, the two brothers suspected of the Boston bombings.

"We don't know the Tsarnaevs, they did not live in Chechnya. They lived and studied in America," Kadyrov said Friday. "It has become habitual, everything that is happening in the world is connected to Chechens. Blame the Chechens."

Kohlmann sent a post on his Twitter feed Friday that the official arm of the Chechen mujahedin has denied any connection between them and the Boston suspects.

Ruslan Tsarni of Montgomery Village, Md., the uncle of the two brothers, said the family was ethnic Chechen.

Author Kimberly Marten, who researched Chechnya for her recent book, Warlords Strong-Arm Brokers in Weak States, cautioned Friday against concluding that the Boston attack was an act of terror.

"We shouldn't assume... there's a political motive behind the bombing," said Marten, who's a political science professor at Barnard College in New York City and director of Columbia University's Harriman Institute.

Most of the Chechens' acts have come in Chechnya, Russia or neighboring republics.

Among the most shocking acts of violence was an attack in the neighboring republic of North Ossetia in 2004, where militants seized a school and, in the three-day siege that followed, more than 300 were killed, most of them children.

The attack was ordered by Chechen separatist leader Shamil Basayev, who was himself killed in a 2006 bombing believed to have been conducted by Russian internal security forces.

Militants from Chechnya and other restive regions have targeted Moscow and other areas with bombings and hostage-takings for more than 20 years. The republic is predominantly Muslim and has waged two wars with Russian security forces since the demise of the Soviet Union in 1991.

p******** Vladimir Putin has often stressed that al-Qaeda is linked with Chechen fighters. According to the Council on Foreign Relations analysis, a Chechen warlord is said to have met with Osama bin Laden while both were fighting against the Soviet occupation of Afghanistan from 1979-89.

Authorities have also found links between Chechen separatists and other Islamist terrorist groups. The U.S. Justice Department said in a 2004 report that Zacharias Moussaoui, who was convicted for his role in the 9/11 attacks, had previously sought to recruit at least one man to fight in Chechnya. Intelligence officials in France had warned the FBI of Moussaoui's connection to the Chechen fighters.

An online jihadist, "Abu Sulaiman al-Nasser," boasted Friday that the Tsarnaev brothers "made the streets of America just like the streets of Afghanistan."

Violence dates back to the years after World War II when the Soviet leader Josef Stalin crushed a revolt there during the Nazi invasion and in 1944 deported the entire Chechen population to Siberia and Kazakhstan. They were allowed to return to their homeland in 1957.

Shortly after the Soviet Union's collapse, Chechnya declared independence from Russia, a move that eventually led to war from 1994-1996 when tens of thousands died and Russian regained control of the republic.

The Tsarnaev family reportedly fled Chechnya for nearby Kazakhstan and, later, the United States.

Fighting broke out in Chechnya again in 2000 when Russian forces destroyed much of the republic's capital city of Grozny in a bid to crush resistance. With the killing of key militant leaders, the separatist movement has been quelled, although violence in the region continues.

Chechen militants have committed sporadic large-scale attacks in Russia since the 1990s. In March 2010, Chechen terrorists claimed responsibility for bombings on the Moscow subway system that killed more than 40 people. In June 2010, the State Department added Chechen rebel Doku Umarov, who claimed responsibility for the March subway attack, to its terrorist list and froze his assets.

A 2008 report by the Congressional Research Service said in 2007 Russian security forces ran 850 sweeps through Chechnya that involved surrounding entire villages and searching every house. "Critics of the operations allege that the troops frequently engage in pillaging and gratuitous violence and are responsible for kidnappings for ransom and 'disappearances' of civilians,' " the report said.

Of the region's almost 1.3 million residents, ethnic Chechens make up about 95%, according to Russian government statistics. The rest are a combination of ethnic Russians and other ethnic groups from nearby countries and regions"

Student - Professor - Instructor story

I just became an instructor at a university on the west coast. Before starting, my friends joked that students would hit on me but i vowed they'd be met with rejection. That was naive of me...

This beautiful freshman of mine (slender, toned, used to play soccer, minimal makeup, 20) started attending my online office hours for genuine reasons and we really got along. At the end of one online office meeting she mentioned how she'd come to my next in-person office hours (which was last week). Despite finding her very attractive, I kept telling myself to get a grip and to stop fantasizing. That was also naive of me...

True to her word, she attended my in-person office hours last week. While we still have to wear masks, and while I'd never met her in person, I could instantly tell it was her walking through my door. She was wearing a tiny pair of short shorts that failed to completely cover the bottom of her ass and a crop top. Despite students normally sitting opposite me, she sat down on the chair closest to me. We conversed, joked about where we both grew up/accents, and then she decided to show me a picture of her parents' house on her phone... As she scrolled through her pictures, she rested her phone against my leg and leaned forward. I immediately panicked at the idea of a colleague walking through the door and I quickly moved away. I then asked her to sit opposite me as "those were the rules" (they weren't really rules, I was just afraid). I instantly felt like an idiot, and i still kind of do. I'd have done anything to have her little hands under my pants.

She consumed 45 minutes of my office hour and as she stood up to leave, I noticed her left short had risen/folded up, revealing half of her tight ass cheek and better yet, part of her crotch. As she was flinging her bag onto her back and making her final comments, my heart stopped... The action of slinging her bag had revealed part of her pussy lip as a result of her left short being raised even further (I could literally see a tan line). As I starred, I quickly realized she was unfortunately wearing nude colored panties, and there wasn't quite as much lip showing as I first thought. Nevertheless, the thought of this tight bodied 20 year old being (seemingly) oblivious to what was on display to my older eyes sent my heart into overdrive. All of those fraternity boys who have probably flirted with her in hopes of seeing her tender pussy, and here I was effectively being paid to spend time with her and gawp at her body. I couldn't help but imagine what her parents would think about their girl being looked at like that while they're at home paying her tuition. Their beautiful smart daughter parading her tight ass around campus as students and faculty looked.

She emailed me yesterday about meeting in person after Thanksgiving break along with a comment about how she enjoyed our chat. I have no idea what to do... If I could do what I wanted and she consented, I'd bend her over my desk and spank her tight, athletic butt cheeks that she happily parades around campus. I cant help but fantasize about pushing my face into her crotch, sweaty from walking around campus all day... before sliding into her warm pussy that she seems to obliviously display. All i want to do is lick her (probably) tiny butthole.

It is worth risking my job? What if the 'phone on my leg' thing was totally innocent and she has no interest in me? What if she's just after a good grade? Obviously I wouldn't do anything without her consent, so surely I have to wait for her to initiate things? Did I scare her off by asking her to sit across from me instead of next to me? What if she's a completely innocent ditsy girl, oblivious to what she's displaying to the campus?

I hope to be able to update this post after Thanksgiving with developments.

professor @ my school
shes hot as fuck
awesome hips and thighs

i confess would fuck her ass

could anyone do an xray or convince her to send nudes to post here?

My Master say i have very troublesome mouth, i get myself in trouble so fast without thinking my bad mouth just tease and then he use that against me.. the Sneaky Devil bite on me and give such little space to wiggle in his claws. This mission of whoring me started that way, we were just teasing my professor of art, with shameless teasing lines said to him and then few exposures, such as spilling hot coffee on my top and taking it off because coffee was so hot and exposing my pierced nipples. The task from my Master was.. restricted slut, just do what told and support if prof go for it but never initiate something really dirty, like sex or bj. Master knows how much his pet is into him and he likes well.. his nature likes humiliating those sensations and feeling then after taking care of it. It’s like a beast bite but then that beast knows the best what your wound is and who else is suppose to lick it to heal. And he likes sending me out to grab the sensations of being slut for him and whore, yet he is the only one who is able to make me feel that way. Or i always somehow sneak in under skin of man, or that’s about how little impact what others might say except my Lord have effect on me. So after that teasing where my Lord makes me sooo nervious because my teasing mouth are not used to do what they poke for, and my Master loves doing that, make cash what my ass wrote :p
So one day prof called me for some workshop work and i was suppose to stay the night, i was nervious about it because as said my Master instructed me to be a good girl and go with it if prof wants to use Master’s toy. Prof always had a thing for younger flesh and he is known by after having few drinks he gets blunt and very sexually provocative. And this pet knows her Master’s liking so long story a bit short, after some drinking and teasing when sitting next to prof he reached towards me and in few seconds i was down on my knees sucking him like Master’s good girl, doing everything my Master trained me to do, and dropped my phone down to record those sounds for my Master because he likes little things such as that when the other part is not into recording and showing their parts. It didn’t take long and i had prof burst into my mouth on my new tongue piercing that i did for my Master.. I saved few drops and when prof went for towel i took a pics of cum drops dripping down my chin. The adrenaline, the nervious sensations going through my head and body.. is something that it’s hard to explain along with humiliation i felt. Way older man and way bigger than me, and being sent and having someone with such control over me.. makes me feel really small, and my body ready for fight sort of way. Just that tense stay inside of me because my submission is soo big and strong that i just end up on my Lord’s feet and say yes Master. Wrapped in his lust and soo weak under his focused eyes on me. Master lust for his toy and perve on her, how am i not to be weak on that. Then after that i rush to speak with my Lord and the way my beast enjoys it doesn’t help either.. like i just want to open myself in such tender way for him to taste and make me struggle and suffer for him and feed his desires and fantasies.. the need is so strong that it lacks of words again, and i was thinking i am very skilled with my words.. but lately think how some things i feel have no words to be used or i have overcome them all with how he makes me feel.. after that prof friends came, two of them, one we call daddy hands and other one watcher. There is in other story where i mention daddy hands for those who follow.. so my Master had me keeping the teasing sexy chit chat with them, again throwing me to the wolfs.. asking about their fantasies and making sure this kind of situation happens again…
I was sitting next to daddy hands, and bit by bit my Master instructed me to have his hands creeping under my skirt, so i did, lifted my skirt a bit so he can see my harness leather leg thing, and it took his attention then when he lowered his hand on my knee i would move towards him and have that hand go more up and up then in one point just falling into the lust of my Master i had his hand under my skirt rubbing on my pussy. He was so confused and i was soo hunting because I had my Master being so excited with his slut, so i made him rub me few times trying others not to see.. heart in my throat from all that excitement where i try to hide it and the excitement for being such good girl for my Master.. that’s a rush i am addicted to.. hmm i miss my Master a bit today.. and gets hard to focus on filth when he is not around :p
Because the hunger and just that thought is overwhelming and soo powerful. After that they were gone and my Master went to sleep and then i get even more nervious.. idk what’s worse or having my Lord around when i whore for him in that same min or having him sleeping and then waiting to tell him all about it. When they were gone i was helping prof to clean table a bit and while passing next to each other he again reached for me and the conflict in my body and mind to stay still and not have a reflex to jump from him is another way of mind fuck that my Lord has gave me.. so i let it happen again.. he reaches and kiss me a bit then i turn while he make my dress slip and i face him with my back, helping my harness to slip down as well. Bend a bit and take his cock in my pussy. I never cum when my Master send me to whore for him, because in my mind there is such barrier, that it doesn’t allow me to cum, yet i cum so fast when my Master instruct me. I don’t feel the slight attraction for prof, the excitement i feel is only wrapped in tasks and acts and details my Master tell me to do and my slutty behavior but when it comes to other man i feel none. It didn’t take much and i felt him ready to cum so few drops in my pussy before he pulled out and came on my ass and back. I'll post pics from that evening one i managed to take. After that he offered to sleep in his bed in his room saying that his bed is very comfortable, so again i accepted because instructed to do so.. and my Master knows i hate that, spending the night when sent to whore.. luckily it was already soo late and soon it will be morning and then i can run home to my Lord so he claim back his toy. While in bed and just chit chatting about art after some time while having me there naked which comes in form of being soo exposed for long there is that tormenting sensation again where you are forced to stay still in burning fire.. he slide his hands over my naked body and pulled me closer again trying to go for a kiss.. and this third time was perhaps the most tormenting.. because it was more „nice“ more gentle where he didn’t penetrate me but i just rubbed his dick between my legs and pussy, making him cum, while he try's to pull me closer, such repulsive feelings sticking on my skin. And my head just screaming where i want to be in that moment, the reality of the moment can be so strong that no matter how much i try to imagine my Lord having me, it pulls you back to reality and creeping hands on me. But my Master trained his slut well, and he can bring that huntress mindset to me, so i just know i have to score a cum shot. And check my list of task. Then come home and tell my Lord Devil all the struggling i felt and crawl and beg for him. My Owner to claim me back and taste my tormented soul. M Lord tends to say he wants me to enjoy, partly he does, he have a bit of soul, but i know that nature i know his taste i know how much he enjoys my masochist struggle wrapped around him. And the fact that i’ll dance with him with smile even when it’s so humiliating at the end. Just admit it Devil :P

My Lord knows set up he makes and how nuts it can make me, while doing all tasks he gave me without His presence it’s so easy to get frustrated and not to mention getting a call from professor. It made me so nervous, it’s happening to fast. Perhaps it would be less frustrating when my Lord would spare a min to check His slave and not be sooo cold. I just want to be a good girl and my Lord holds so much power it’s hard not to miss and beg for it

university professor again, nothing interesting had happened until this morning, one of the guys tried to kiss her and she kicked him in the balls, I don't want to think how humiliating and painful it must be to be kicked in the parts by a woman with that body intimate, after that he told me that he prefers to spend time with a mature and respectful man like me, great he already prefers me over boys, I hope to make more progress

I confess that I keep staring at my professor's tits and thinking sexual thoughts about her. I feel bad about it.

She has a Wikipedia article, and she's like in her forties or fifties. But she's hot.