Chapter 15

Laura sat through Dr. Adams's class as best she could, however she was very uncomfortable. The soap had continued to burn the delicate tissues of her sex, while it itched from her thighs down to her feet. She was desperate to wash the sticky mess off, but could do nothing until the end of class. Worse, the short vinyl skirt made it impossible for her to change position; she had to sit rigidly with her legs crossed to avoid flashing the class.

Finally, the class ended before Laura went crazy from the burning soap. As Laura, got up and walked slightly bow-legged to her teacher's desk, she could feel the various fluids begin to run down her legs. While the vinyl skirt didn't allow the combination of soap and sex juice to bleed through, neither did it allow them to evaporate. "Dr. Adams, I really need to go to the bathroom-before our-ah session... it's an emergency," she begged.

"I'll have none of your whining Laura. You will follow me to my office now!" Dr. Adams demanded.

'Why does she sound so mad at me?' Laura wondered, as she followed her professor to her office.

"Take off those whorish clothes slut and assume the position in your chair!" Dr. Adams ordered as she locked the door behind them.

Laura began to remove her sticky clothes, wondering how she was going to explain the pink liquid smeared all over her body. 'Maybe I'll tell her my doctor prescribed me an ointment for my condition... yeah that's the ticket," thought Laura as she placed her legs over the arms of the chair. When she looked down at her red-puffy sex, she was horrified to see that as her nether lips opened, pink-foamy bubbles were beginning to leak from her sex.

"Laura, bring both of your hands to your cunt!" Dr. Adams looked on sternly as Laura brought her hands from the back of the chair and shyly covered her pussy.

Laura knew that somehow, her relationship with her teacher had changed. Before, her professor had seemed helpful in a motherly sort of way, but now she seemed to be cruel and domineering. Laura could only assume that her attire and the messy state of her sex were the reasons for this change in attitude.

"Now stick both of your index fingers into your nasty twat... that's my little slut... now spread them!"

Laura blushed, feeling suddenly very hot in the office. She spread her fingers, opening her pussy for inspection. Her chest began to heave, as she watched more of the foamy pink fluids gush from her pink hole.

Dr. Adams placed her foot on the arm of the chair, staring down at the helpless girl, "I require an explanation slut... look at my eyes, not my panties," Dr. Adams said, as she placed her hand under Laura's chin, raising her head up. "I think you will find it quite impossible to lie to me now." With that, the older woman reached her other hand down and inserted a finger into the gap created between Laura's index fingers, which were still holding open her cunt. "Now tell me how you came to be dressed like a 5 year old slut, and why are there pink bubbles coming out of your cunt?" Dr. Adams removed her finger and showed Laura the slimy pink coating covering her finger.

"Open" Dr. Adams mouthed. Laura didn't have to hear the words to know what she meant. She winced, as she opened her mouth and allowed the older woman to stick her finger in. Tears and black mascara ran down her cheeks, while Dr. Adams worked the finger in and out her lips, until she was satisfied Laura had cleaned off all the vile tasting fluid. "Tell me!" She demanded.

Laura wanted to lie very badly, but it was impossible to lie after being humiliated and dominated by this powerful authority figure. "My r-roommate <sniff> made me wear these s-s-slutty clothes... I hate them. <sniff> Then while I was having <ahhh> s-s-sex in the <sniff> restroom, s-s-someone coated <sniff> me <ahm> inside and out with liquid s-s-soap." Laura sobbed. She sought compassion or at least sympathy in her teacher's eyes, but unfortunately there was none.

Dr. Adams pressed her advantage while she had the poor girl on the ropes. "And earlier this week, when you had your wet pussy and no underwear?" she asked.

"I had sex in the bathroom right before I saw yooo- ohhh," Laura bawled, her cries turning into a moan when Dr. Adams plowed two fingers into the blonde's cunt.

"So I trusted you and you lied to me, didn't you?" The older woman removed her fingers and placed them once again in front of Laura's mouth.

"Yes ma'am... ack" Laura replied as the two fingers were shoved into her mouth. She hated the taste of the soap, it tasted harsh and it stung her mouth. The flavor threatened to make her gag, but she tried to overcome her revulsion and please her angry professor.

"Why would you do that to someone who was trying to help you slut?" Dr. Adams asked as she withdrew her fingers from Laura's mouth and placed them at the entrance of her little brownie.

"I was ughhh-" Lara groaned as fingers penetrated and explored her tight passage. "... embarrassed and scared." Then the fingers reversed and popped out of her tight ass.

"Well slut, how will I ever be able to trust you again? Maybe the next time you are embarrassed or scared, you will betray me again." Dr. Adams brought the fingers that had been in Laura's ass up to the poor girl's face.

Laura, could smell the perfume of the soap mixed with the earthy aroma of her ass on her professor's fingers. She hesitated answering the question for fear of what was going to happen. "I promise, Dr. Adams, I will never betray you aga-urkkk!" the blonde grimaced as the disgusting fingers were shoved in her mouth. Laura had no choice but to clean the fingers. She hated what she was doing, but her pussy began to drip in response to her treatment.

"I expect you to prove it little girl, I can't very well trust you anymore," Dr. Adams got up leaving Laura spread and vulnerable and sat down behind her desk. "In order for me to trust you again, you must be totally obedient. You must prove that you will undergo embarrassment or discomfort, but still remain true to me."

"But, Dr. Adams, I have to go to a sorority meeting at 4:00 or I will not get accepted. It means everything to my mother, and I can't go there like this... please I'll do anything, but I must get to the sorority. It is the only reason my mom wanted me to go to this college," Laura begged.

"Well Laura, I'm not an unreasonable person, so I think if you obey me without question, we can get you changed and to your sorority meeting on time. First, I want you to masturbate while you sit there, but don't cum you nasty slut."

Laura began to masturbate herself, trying to remain as calm as possible, while she stroked her clit and fucked her pussy. She purposefully avoided the hard leering eyes of her teacher.

"Get into it girl, I know a slut like you can perform better than that." Dr. Adams commanded the blushing girl, who sped up her movements. "Switch hands bitch, lick those nasty juices off your fingers!" She watched smiling as Laura followed her instructions. "Come on girl, don't think, just fuck. Don't hold anything back!"

The petite blonde began drilling her middle finger into her cunt. The sound of her palm wetly smacking the lips of her cunt could be heard throughout the office. She looked lustfully at her professor while she licked the juices off her fingers, which thankfully didn't taste like soap anymore. She began to moan as an orgasm approached.

"Stop! Get that hand off right now!" Dr. Adams ordered Laura, who reluctantly obeyed.

Dr. Adams waited until Laura's breathing slowed. "Again," she ordered.

Laura spread her legs widely in the chair, as she furiously worked three fingers in her sex, in hopes of achieving a climax before being ordered to stop.

"Switch," said Dr. Adams, with her eyes full of lust. She watched with delight as Laura followed her commands instinctively. Soon, the young college girl was covered in a thin sheen of sweat, as her beautiful lean body squirmed in the chair. "Stop," she commanded and Laura obeyed instantly. However, though her hand had been removed, it seemed as though the bald quim had a mind of its own, as it thrust helplessly in the air in search of fingers.

"Please..." Laura begged.

"Please, what?" asked Dr. Adams, arching an eyebrow. "Just look at you, young lady. Lying there naked and displaying yourself in such a manner." Dr. Adams waved her hands at the powerful women displayed on her walls. "Surrounded by all these powerful women, and what do you have to say?"

Laura looked around the room at the pictures. It appeared that all the eyes were leering at her, and at her wet and gaping quim. Laura tried to close her legs, to escape the glares, but her body would not be denied.

"Please ma'am, I need it." Laura blushed and looked down at her sex. "I need to cum."

Grinning, Dr. Adams stood up and walked over to Laura holding two cups. When she arrived at Laura's chair, she and threw her leg over the spread girl. This placed her straddling the arms of the chair, tightly against the young blonde, whose face was directly in her cleavage. Laura could feel something tickling her stomach and was surprised to see it was the lightly colored hairy bush of her teacher. It was puzzling to Laura, why the professor's pubes were a lighter color than her hair, when usually it was the other way around.

Dr. Adams caught Laura staring at her sex. "I want to feel those pouty lying lips on my pussy slut. Scoot down and get to work," she commanded.

Blushing again, but this time from sexual stimulation, Laura wiggled down until her head rested on the bottom of the chair, with her face pressed against the older woman's sex. She buried her nose in her teacher's matted bush, inhaling the heady smell of arousal. Laura began to lick and suck the thick labia as she had been taught earlier.

"Go ahead and play with your cunt, but don't cum until I say so." Dr. Adams ordered the young blonde. The older woman enjoyed the feel of Laura's tongue as it brought her to the edge of climax. Usually, it took extraordinary amounts of time to reach orgasm, but having Laura completely under her control seemed to be just the stimulation she needed. Knowing what she was about to do increased her arousal many-fold.

Dr. Adams brought one of the small cups just above her sex and began to slowly pour the clear liquid onto her pussy and into Laura's mouth.

Laura was alarmed at first, but when she smelled and tasted the sweet nectar, she began sucking at her professor's cunt in earnest. 'Oh God! It's pussy juice... she must have collected it with her breast pump, ' thought Laura as she lapped up the juices, inhaling the aroma.

Dr. Adams poured the rest of the cup into Laura's face and smeared it in with her hand. Then she began to feel the warm waves of her orgasm building up in the walls of her sex. 'The trap is sprung, ' Dr. Adams thought as she brought the other cup just above her pussy. "You may cum now slut!" she said, as poured out the contents of the cup.

Laura had been hovering on the brink of an orgasm herself, began to stroke her swollen clit, letting herself go as the pleasure broke in waves throughout her body. She sucked at her teacher's cunt with abandon, feeling a thick liquid pouring into her mouth. 'Ugh... what? What the hell?' Laura thought in horror as more of the foul tasting stuff flowed into her mouth and down her throat. 'Oh God! Oh no! It's soap... it's liquid soap... she's the one from the restroom!'