Professor Henderson Ch. 09

The University Students

Book 1: Professor Henderson

Note to Reader:

Gosh, it's getting harder for me to keep up with Leila and Sebastian these days. They're always getting kinky somewhere! I just want to thank you for the feedback, the votes, the comments and the overall support. I appreciate it all! I'm off to start the next chapter and pop in to see whether Leila and Sebastian have come up for air at all... I'll see you on the next one my naughty loves!

With Love (and Steamy Kisses),

Duchess Desire

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Proofreading Her Essay

There's a gentle knocking on my door. I turn to see Artemis peeking through the crack and I motion her to come in. I straighten out when she locks the door behind her. "Hey, babe, you're back from your placement already?" Artemis had been volunteering at the local hospice after her lectures and labs since she studies Medicine and wants to get more experience outside of class.

"Yeah," she says as she moves to sit on my bed. Artemis twiddles with her thumbs and I wait for her to speak up while I put away my laundry. "Is everything okay with you?" Artemis asks me quietly.

I'm taken aback by her questioning and put away the last few pieces of clothing before I respond. "I'm not sure how to answer that. Is there something I need to be worried about?" I sit down next to her on my bed, cross my legs and lean back on my hands to put her at ease.

"Why were you with a teacher in his car several roads from our house?" I can't stop myself from widening my eyes at her line of questioning. I'm completely still and I have to snap myself out of this. I need to shake the pit of fear and anxiety in my stomach and sort this out.

"When did you see this, darling?" Artemis looks worried and she finally looks up at me. It's as if all of her worst fears had been confirmed. It seems she's known for some time and hasn't told me. She starts picking the thread as she fears my reaction.

"It was last week. Alice and Delilah told me you were heading to the library and I figured I would walk with you since I needed some quiet to go over my lectures. I was about to call out your name then you turned a corner onto a side road. I followed you since it was dark and I didn't want you walking down there on your own. Then... there he was..." I nod my head.

I remember the night clearly. I told Florence that I was probably going to pull an all-nighter at the library and return in the morning when I had finished the assignment. I had already finished it. I was just using my free night to spend some time with Sebastian. When I got to the car, he took my bag and opened the door for me to get before he rounded the car and drove off to his place.

"How do you know he's my teacher though?" I stare at how she pulls the thread out of her jumper. Artemis is an intelligent girl, just like the others in the house, it wasn't always easy getting things past them. However, Sebastian and I had obviously been caught, I just hope Artemis kept her mouth shut.

"Digby and Lucas posted a picture of him on their story on Instagram. It was something about being too hungover to attend once again. I recognised him from that. Do you need my help?" I unfold my legs and lean forward on them. I turn to look at her and I see the fear in her eyes.

"No, I don't." I reach out and stroke my thumb across her knee. "I know it's not exactly against the rules to dating your professor, but it's still frowned upon, I get why you're worried. I don't have an answer that will necessarily assuage your fears for me."

"Is he forcing himself on you?" I laugh at the idea bitterly. I couldn't say that she was right because I initiated this entire relationship. I shake my head at her question. "I'm scared for you, Leila." Artemis and I were already whispering but she said it so quietly I almost didn't hear her.

"Artemis, honey, you shouldn't be worried until I tell you there's a need to be. I... I love him, Artemis. We've been in a relationship for five months now. Sebastian loves me, too. Have you told anyone else?" Artemis tears up slightly and shakes her head furiously.

"No, I know how much you value your privacy. Leila, I won't say I understand why you're doing what you're doing - even if you love him. Are you sure you don't need my help?" I wince at her words.

"I need you to promise not to say anything to anyone and keep this secret with you no matter what. I need your word. I will never forgive you if you betray my secret." Artemis reaches out and grabs my hand. The tears start trickling down her face.

"Leila, you have my word... So, you really love him?" Artemis says as I wipe the tears from her face. I wrap my legs around her and give her a hug. She's trembling underneath me. It's not just my relationship with Sebastian that's been worrying her.

"I do, Artemis, I really do. Gosh, I never thought I would say such words about anyone." I push her hair away from her face. "Artemis? Darling? What's wrong?" She brings her hands to her face and starts sobbing profusely. I hold onto her tighter to calm her down. "Artemis? What's going on?" She doesn't calm down and it begins to worry me further. "You're starting to scare. It can't be so bad. This is me you are crying in front of, honey. You know? The one that's in a loving relationship with her professor," I whisper into her ear as she tries to stop crying.

I wasn't prepared for what she'd tell me next.

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"How's Artemis doing?" Sebastian asks as we wait for our drinks at the dimly lit restaurant. He strokes my hair away from my face to inspect my reaction. Sebastian is still concerned about my friend's wellbeing more than he was about her knowledge of our relationship. It's been two months since I told him and Artemis has even been covering for us when we wanted more time with each other. I introduced them to each other a month after Artemis told me she knew about us. To my surprise, they became fast friends and it helped to have a friend of my own to know about Sebastian.

"I can't say if she's any better than she was two months ago. We went out the last weekend, she was getting off with some stranger at our table, then she started panicking. I took her home and just told the other girls it wasn't her thing to make out with strangers." Sebastian frowns at me.

"Do you want my help?" he asks me as he strokes my hair away from my face.

"Surprisingly, when you two became friends, she's been a little more at ease."

"Artemis is a good girl and a good friend. You're both lucky to have each other."

"Hm... I'm also very lucky to have you."

"Ha! I'm the one who's lucky to have you, Miss Dhillon."

"Did you get a chance to read my essay?"

"Yes, your ideas and your thesis are brilliant as per usual. However, you need to rework the structure on it since you're fumbling your way through the essay with fantastic points but never quite getting there. I have a copy of my annotations on the desk. Once you've made the tweaks, it'll be good to go."

"Mm... You're such a hands-on professor. I love it, thank you." I kiss his cheek and sip my drink as our food arrives. I watch him carefully as he pulls open the cloth and places it over my lap and then over his own. Sebastian begins eating his sea bass and I twirl the fork in my hand unsure of how to propose my newest idea.

He pauses before he takes another bite. "You're not eating? Are you okay, sweetheart?"

I swallow the imaginary lump in my throat and smile at him "Yeah, I just like watching you when you eat. It's so sexy. Those little sounds filled with gusto make me really wet."

Sebastian smiles shyly at me. "Miss Dhillon, you're making your professor blush."

I roll my eyes and smirk at him. "Technically, you're not my professor anymore since I won't be taking any more of your modules," I pout at the idea.

"Well, I'm still a professor on your course, so that better be taboo enough for you." I stick my tongue out at him and dig into the octopus and squid in front of me. I hastily take a sip of wine and interrupt me as he talks about the latest findings in his current research project.

"I know you like the videos I send you, y-you know, the ones of me masturbating." Sebastian's eyes widen at the sudden and bizarre interruption. His fingers caress my cheek and he reaches out to hold my hand.

"Finally, so that's what was on your mind?" Sebastian's face softens and he gives me that dashing smile of his. Ugh, that smile, that gorgeous smile of his. I nod my head slowly. Sebastian takes a deep breath before he continues. "I especially love the ones where you squirt so hard you push the toys out of your tight body. If you don't want to send them anymore or want me to delete them, you say the word, and that's the end of that, Leila."

I shake my head. "No, it's not that. Instead, well, I actually... I want you to take naughty photographs of me."

Sebastian's eyes widen once more. "W-what? What do you mean?"

"When you tie me up, I want to see myself the way you see me. When you tease me and toy with me, I want to see that, too. If you'd be into the sort of thing, of course." I finish my glass of wine and begin fiddling with his glass of whiskey.

Sebastian pushes the glass towards me. I pick it up and roll it against my lips. "I'm very into the idea," he says as his brush rubs my hand reassuringly.

"There's just one more thing..." I take a sip of whiskey and put the glass down. Sebastian's hand tightens around mine. He's watching me carefully, assessing my intentions and reactions.

"Okay," he encourages me.

"I want you to film us having sex as well." Sebastian takes the glass from my hand and swallows down the rest of his drink. He turns to motion to the waiter that we need refills. We stay silent as the waiter brings over the bottle of wine and hands Sebastian another tumbler of whiskey. I shuffle in my seat, unsure of what to make of Sebastian's silence.

Once the waiter leaves, Sebastian clears his throat and looks down at the hand he's holding. "When are you free this week?" I look at my phone. It's Wednesday which means I have two days until my assignment is due in. I can do Friday evening and Saturday then I'd be spending the rest of next week finishing another assignment.

"I'm free Friday and Saturday."

"I'll have everything set up. I will have to get a little help from one of the guys for the filming portion if you're okay with it. Artemis will need to cover for you since you'll be too worn out to go home next Friday."

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Sebastian pulls me in for a kiss when he wraps his arms around my waist. We're standing in his playroom. He strips me out of my clothes and places them in their usual corner. Sebastian's doesn't attempt to remove his oversized graphic t-shirt or his straight-leg jeans. I raise an eyebrow, "And I'm the only one naked here because...?"

"I need to concentrate if I'm to accomplish the first task at hand until Charles, or Chuck if you will, gets here to help me film us fucking each other. I've already directed him on how I want it done so you'll still be seeing yourself the way I see you." Sebastian walks around the room and begins preparing the lights, the candles and the music as per usual.

I stand there shuffling side to side wondering what he wants to do with me as he still gives no instructions. I wrap my arms around myself and take a look at the abundance of professional cameras dotted around the room, many of them on tripods, a few on a table near the chair and a large videocamera on the bed. "Where do you want me to be?" I ask as I push a strand of hair behind my ear. Damn him for making me flustered!

Sebastian picks up one of the cameras and takes a picture of me standing there. I gape at him in surprise. "Wherever you want to be, Leila". I'm not sure whether I feel dizzy from the flash of the camera or from the idea of being captured on camera by him. I bring my hair forward, nervously play with it, then turn away from the gaze of his camera. I see the flash as I walk away and sit in the chair. I'm not sure how to pose so I just sit there and try to cover myself so the pictures don't look distasteful. "Come on, you can't give me any direction?"

He looks away from the viewfinder and smiles at me. "Leila, you've never needed my guidance, that's just not who you are." Sebastian stops using the flash and gets closer to me. He's taking close-up shots of my face, or at least I assume his. I can only offer him a week smile and take a deep breath. It's okay. I can do this. I just need to be myself - whatever that means.

Sebastian moves away from me to pick up a different camera. "This is a disposable camera, Charles knows can develop them. We can go back to digital or try polaroids?" I lean back in the chair and spread my legs apart for him in agreement. Without looking into the viewfinder and a mischievous smile he presses the button on the camera. I lift my hands above my head and offer my breasts for him. Sebastian remains largely silent as I offer myself to him on camera. He's enraptured in the task of documenting every movement I make and thoroughly enjoying it based on the bulging erection in his jeans.

When I bring my hands back down I cup my breasts and start pinching on my nipples. I want him to realise the significance of those piercings every time he sees the pictures. I want him to have trouble deciding on which pictures to get off to when I'm spending the nights at my house. I want him to remember this when he speaks about or even thinks about me.

Sebastian finally puts down the camera after a while. "Is that all you've got?" I tease him as he picks me up from the chair. I'm surprised when he doesn't lay me down on the bed but rather the floor. Instead of picking up another camera, he brings me some oil, then starts working it into my skin. "A little tip - massages are usually given in comfortable places like a bed".

He sticks his tongue out at me which is unlike him and more like me. It looks like I've rubbed off on him quite a bit in these six months. Sebastian crawls over me as I lay on the floor. "I'm just preparing you for another way in which I see you. Of course, I can't cover all of the ways I see you in here, but I'm not letting you in on those photos".

I try to sit up in response to those words but he uses his body as a cage. "I'll get my hands on them one day, Professor Henderson".

Sebastian gives me a dubious smile, "Sure you will". I'm flipped over on my front and he finishes rubbing the oil into my skin. When he gets up, he adjusts the tripod and grabs two bundles of rope. "Hands behind your back, my love". I quickly comply but wince at the coarseness of the rope. "How are you feeling?" Sebastian asks as he finishes the complicated bindings around my neck, between my breasts and my arms. I blush over as I sit on the floor at his mercy.

"It feels good. You're getting better at this, Professor Henderson", I say meekly. Sebastian sits behind me and lays down a thick cane and another set of ropes next to me. He positions me so I can face him as he begins binding my knees to the cane. I lay on my back as I watch him spread my legs apart and keeps them in place with the ropes. Sebastian caresses my cheek, then reaches beneath my head to fan my hair out gracefully.

"You're exquisite, Leila", he sighs as he admires his handiwork. Sebastian picks up the camera and starts taking several shots of me bound and spread and at his complete mercy. I want to stretch my legs and alleviate the feelings of arousal spreading through my body. The man has hardly done anything and I can only assume I'm drenched down there. I close my eyes as he takes pictures from all angles. When I open them again, the camera is focused on my face, and Sebastian's erection is pressed against my upper arm.

"I'm glad you're enjoying how depraved you've made me," I tease.

Sebastian looks up from the viewfinder, "Honey, you have always been a sex fiend. I'm just the one you've chosen to be that with". I stick my tongue out at him and giggle.

Fuck, this is wildly erotic. I have been so caught up in him taking pictures of me, I hadn't noticed he had lit up different candles, alongside our regular ones when we started. Sebastian picks up one of the candles and tests the wax on himself. "I'm going to do a little test patch and if there's anything wrong or you don't like it you are to tell me straight away".

"Yes, Professor Henderson", I nod and tilt my head upwards to watch him. He pours a little bit of the wax on me and I gasp. "Ah!" Shit, that felt good... really good.

"Leila?" Sebastian draws my attention back to him.

"I liked it". He nods, moves the candle closer to me, and pours once more. https://together.jolla.com/users/29056/campabadal/

"Ooh!" Jesus, I really am a masochist. "That was perfect", I say breathlessly.

Sebastian begins dripping the wax over my torso. There are some that fall between the rolling of my stomach and I cry out at the sensation of the wax hardening on skin. Sebastian moves his hand lower and works on my thighs slowly as my breathing deepens. "How are you feeling, my love?"

I swallow at the dryness in my mouth, "Amazing". I wait for him to carry on and he doesn't hesitate. He takes the candle and quickly pours the wax over the backs of my thighs. The feeling of his control is hedonistic for both of us. Sebastian pulls the candle higher and slowly lets the wax drip over my torso once more as he makes his way towards my breasts.

I throw my head back against the hard floor as the wax makes contact with my breast. "Oh, God!" I bit my lip in an attempt to restrain my unbridled desire. "Mm!" Sebastian draws circles around my areolae bringing more attention to my nipple piercings as the gold contrasts with the pink wax on my skin.

"The colour of the wax looks so beautiful on your brown skin". I whimper as he pulls the candle up and away. I open my eyes in search of where his hand is. I smell smoke and realise he has extinguished the candle. I look down at my body and view his creation. When he turns back around he's got the camera ready for me.

I close my eyes and wiggle my toes thinking about the way he's watching me through the camera. "I don't think I've ever felt this beautiful in my life and that says a lot coming from me", I say smugly. The next round of photos are complete and Sebastian starts untying me from my bindings. I frown at him, wondering why he isn't taking this any further.

He cheekily grins at me. "There's still more to get on film. Don't you worry..."

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I stare at the cameras on the tripods surrounding the bed. Sebastian settles on his knees beside me on the bed and puts down the handheld video camera next to us. I see him unfolding some chains from a collar and I lift up my hair when he holds it up. He fastens the buckle of the collar snugly around my neck and checks that I can breathe properly. I look at the three chains attached to the hook at the front of the collar. There were two that had metal handcuffs attached to the ends of the chain. The one in the middle was removed.

When I look up at Sebastian he smirks at my bemusement then he takes a wrist and locks my wrist in place. He quickly cuffs my other wrist and leans back to look at the way my cuffed arms push my large breasts together. Sebastian pulls something off of the table and comes back to me with a leash in his hands. He attaches it to the hook and pushes me back on the bed while holding it tightly.

"Ah!" I cry out as he tugs on the leash.

"Leila, you're so fucking beautiful." I try to get back up on my knees but it proves to be hard without the use of my arms. When I finally get on my knees, Sebastian tugs the leash forward, and I fall over on to his lap. He reaches out to stroke my sore bottom. "I love the way it says slut on both of your cheeks." Sebastian pulls me up by the hips and settles me against the heaps of pillows at the head of the bed. There are four remotes on the bedside table but my focus is taken away from them when Sebastian picks up the camera. "Introduce yourself to the camera, honey."

Professor Henderson Ch. 09

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