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THE PROFESSOR'S GIRL - CHAPTER 2 [PATREON EXCLUSIVE]
🕑 Added 2024-04-25 10:00:01 +0000 UTCCHAPTER 2
I walked out of the bathroom with a soft cock and a clear mind, willing myself to wait for Phillip to bring me to orgasm, which I knew he would. He never let me go to bed without releasing my load, even if it took longer than I’d like to get there sometimes. The man loved making me wait, and as crazy as it made me, I loved him for it.
Once Phillip learned that I was a trans girl, he had to have me. All of me. It took him nearly a month to woo me after that first kiss, which was a long time considering everything he threw my way in an attempt to get my attention. He wore me down eventually, and I was so happy that he did. I wouldn’t have this gorgeous outfit to wear if it weren’t for him. I wouldn’t be getting ready for an evening I knew would make my body feel like it was in paradise.
Phillip meant the world to me now that I had him. Now that we were official and exclusive. He’d committed himself to me, and I’d done the same, promising each other that nobody would come between us. For the things we did in the bedroom, we needed complete trust. We needed to know that we were never out to hurt each other.
My body warmed as I thought back to the first time Phillip had my dick locked up in a cage. It took him a few weeks to break me after I’d committed myself to him, and at the time they were some of the worst weeks of my life, but when I looked back on them, I felt nothing other than bliss.
Phillip had broken me down to show me the light that trusting him could provide my life, and I never wanted to go without it now that I’d had a taste. I needed Phillip, and it didn’t matter that he was a decade older than me, I was positive that I would never want another man.
Who else would buy me cute presents and send me on paid shopping sprees and awaken my most natural desires. I was born to submit to a man like him and would do whatever he asked of me as long as he continued treating me like his angel, which I hoped and prayed he would.
My breath caught when I dropped my towel to grab the pair of white crotchless panties that Phillip had gifted me. I pulled them up my legs and adjusted them, so that my cock was dangling out of the lacy hole. I was getting a little hard as I stared down at my dick, but I couldn’t get carried away again.
I covered my crotch with a hand and ran over to grab the white bra that’d come with the crotchless panties. It was lacy and soft like the panties and fit perfectly, which wasn’t a surprise since Phillip had my sizes listed in a notebook. He was constantly buying me gifts, so my sizes were pertinent information for him.
I slipped breast forms into the bra and pulled the red dress over my head, taking a deep breath as I did. It was much easier not to concentrate on my cock if I couldn’t see it. I went over to my glam station and pulled out my makeup bag after flipping on my makeup mirror’s light.
I hated how my pores looked up close in the mirror, but that was why I had products to smooth out the lines and cover up any of those bumps. I arranged my makeup on the counter and adjusted the sleeve on my dress as I grabbed a bottle of foundation to begin.
My skin was a light shade, and it’d taken me a long time to find a foundation that matched my tone perfectly, but I’d finally done it last year and had never tried another brand of foundation since. What was the point when I’d already discovered the perfect one? I didn’t know what I would do if they ever stopped making it, but I preferred not to dwell on such doomsday scenarios.
Once my face was smooth and glowing from the neck up and I’d made sure that there were no obvious makeup lines on my face, I filled in my eyebrows with a bit of pencil. They weren’t overly thick, but I liked them to have a deep color that made my brown eyes pop. I didn’t bother with eye shadow or anything, instead using a thin layer of eyeliner to accentuate the lines of my almond-shaped eyes.
I finished with a pinkish-red lip gloss to make my lips pop. My hair was long and a light brown color, which I got from my dad, who was white. My mother was Chinese, so I had some of her features too. I thought it made a pretty good combination, and so did Phillip, and I couldn’t wait to get to him.
He was expecting me at his place in forty-five minutes, and I had to drive twenty minutes to get there, so I didn’t have long. Now that my hair and makeup were ready, though, I wouldn’t need much more time. I stood from my glam station and went to put on the five-inch heels he’d given me, but Phillip loved me in black pantyhose, so I put on a pair before slipping the heels onto my feet.
I glanced at myself in a tall mirror I had propped up against my wall, adjusting the loose shoulder of the dress as I tossed my hair with my fingers, ready for Phillip to take me, but I still had to get to his house, so I grabbed one of my favorite black purses, which I’d already stuffed with my things, and raced out of the door.
***
I was five minutes early to Phillip’s house, my heart racing as I stood outside of his door. So much had happened between us since we first started dating right before the summer vacation started, and I could only imagine this night ahead of us would push us deeper into the hole we’d dug ourselves, but it was a hole filled with gold.
A place I never wanted to escape.
“There you are,” Phillip said when he answered the door. He was tall and fit and had a serious face, etched with the shadows of his growing facial hair. He also had dark brown eyes and a head of dark brown hair that fit his Mediterranean appearance.
“Here I am,” I said.
Phillip grabbed my hand and pulled me into his house. He lived in a three-bedroom house on a quiet suburban street, his neighbors blissfully unaware of all the toys that he had in his soundproof basement. I didn’t care about anyone who’d come before me, as Phillip and I were together now, and I felt certain that I was the woman for him.
The woman he’d always want.
“You’re wearing everything I picked out for you,” Phillip said with a satisfied smile as he held me in his arms in the kitchen.
“I am,” I said. “What else would I be wearing?”
Phillip shrugged. “You could have shown up in a robe with nothing on beneath it.”
“Would that have pleased you?”
Phillip bit his lip and shook his head, and I could feel my cock stirring beneath the short red dress that I was wearing, my hole twitching in anticipation of being stretched, desperate to have Phillip inside of me. Commanding me. Claiming me. I wanted his cum filling me as he fucked me hard, but I would have to wait until he was ready, and judging by the look in his eye, he had special plans for us tonight.
“I was touching myself, but I stopped for you.”
“Good girl,” Phillip said and touched my chin. “Do you need anything to eat or drink before we get started? We can watch a movie or something when we finish, but not until I have you how I’ve been craving all week.”
“I’ve missed you this week.”
“Not as much as I missed you.” Phillip grabbed me by my ass and pulled me against his firm body. I moaned as he slipped his fingers into my panties and pushed them between my cheeks to tease my hole.
“Yes! Please!”
“Not yet, girl!”
It was no surprise that Phillip wouldn’t give me what I wanted right away, but it felt so amazing to have him teasing my hole. I needed more of it, nearly desperate enough to beg, but I was here now and Phillip was clearly ready to have me.
“Water, please.”
“That’s better.”
Phillip released me from his arms and grabbed a glass from his cabinet to fill it with water, his arm muscles flexing until the glass was in my hand. Phillip stood close as I tilted the glass to take a drink, downing it all in a few seconds.
“Are you ready?”
I nodded, not sure if I was, but I didn’t want to wait any longer. I was dressed how Phillip wanted me, and I was ready to give him my body however he wanted to have it.
“Let’s go.”
Phillip took me by the hand and led me to the basement. I held the rail as I slowly descended the steps in my five-inch heels, and then I was greeted by a display of ropes. They were ready for me, and I took a breath as Phillip led me to them.
“You know our safe word?”
I gulped and nodded as Phillip grinned and grabbed the ropes to begin tying me up with my arms above my head and my legs spread and tied at the ankles. I had no idea what Phillip had planned for me this evening, but my cock was twitching like wild as he walked away and left me there, tied with nowhere to go.
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