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The room is dark and quiet; the smell of old books fills the air as you lie across your desk, ass in the air. Your professor, a stern man during class, now toys with you like a cat with a mouse. He kneels behind you, his warm hands gripping your hips tightly, his rough beard tickling your neck as he speaks words of dominance into your ear.

"You're mine to use today, aren't you?" His voice is deep and commanding, sending shivers down your spine. "Yes...yes, Professor," you moan, feeling the weight of his gaze on your body. With one powerful thrust, he pushes inside you, claiming your tightness with a groan.

You arch your back, surrendering to the relentless pace he sets, meeting each of his powerful strokes with whimpers and gasps. His large hands ro

His fingers dig into your hips as he pounds harder and deeper, making you moan his name. You feel him reach between your legs, massaging your clit roughly until your cries fill the empty classroom. He growls in satisfaction as you come undone beneath him, the sensation sending shockwaves through his body. With a final thrust, he releases himself inside you, letting out a harsh grunt of pleasure.

Your professor's rough hands smooth over your back and hips, trailing up to cup your breasts, pinching your nipples hard. "Good girl," he whispers before pulling out, leaving your body warm and aching for more. You sit up slowly, eyeing him lustfully as he straightens his clothes, knowing that this wasn't the last time they'd share a forbidden encounter like this.

With an animalistic growl, your professor grabs your hair roughly and pulls your head back, exposing your neck and pushing your ass higher into the air. He slaps his hard length against your wet entrance, not caring that you whimper in pain as well as pleasure with each impact. Finally, he slams home, filling you to the brink again and unleashes a torrent of angry, demanding words upon you.

Your moans echo through the empty classroom as your professor pins you against the table, his hips slamming into yours with brutal force. The rough edges of the wood bruise your back and shoulders, but it only heightens the pleasure coursing through your body. His teeth scrape down your neck, leaving marks in their wake that you'll cherish long after this forbidden encounter. With each thrust, he growls out words of dominance and ownership, claiming you as his completely.

You obey instinctively as your professor's hips jerk forward, his cock pushing deeper inside you with every thrust. Your ass presses firmly against him, granting him access to the most intimate part of you, while your hands claw at the table in an effort to find purchase and relief from the unrelenting pressure. The sounds of skin slapping against skin fill the room as he dominates you mercilessly.

His hands grip your hips tightly as he slams into you, taking you harder against the wall with each thrust. Your cries of pleasure and pain echo through the empty hallway outside, and even in this moment, there's an undeniable thrill at being heard like this. The rough texture of the wall bites into your back as your professor takes you roughly, his strength and dominance overwhelming and arousing.

He growls in frustration as you approach your peak again, but the sound only serves to heighten the tension between you. With a final powerful thrust, he releases deep inside you, moaning your name as his body quakes with pleasure and exhaustion. You're pinned to the wall, breathless and sore, as he leans in close, his rough exhale caressing your neck before a soft word whispers against your skin: "Mine."