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tastclikeubutsweeter‌:

Emery loved when his attractive students asked for extra credit. His version of extra credit was usually frowned upon by most people. “I made it pretty simple, you just follow the instructions on the board, but maybe I have something in mind Do you mind closing the door?” He smiled. “Then come stand by my desk. we can come up with something.”

“ of course, sir. “ madeline immediately went to close the door, slowly walking back towards his desk. she stood right by the edge of it, her fingertips brushing along the side of it-tracing the wood for a moment. “ what did you have in mind for my extra credit? “

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hey y’all i tried to get more replies done today but i had a really bad day so i’ll try to finish them tonight or tomorrow i think. i’m really sorry !

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lvstfvlncss‌:

“White noise. Right.” Kingston, truth be told, was slightly disappointed that he hadn’t thought about that first. He typically patched in some new age music, but nothing was quite as comforting as the sound of white noise. He grabbed his iPhone and hunted through the iTunes store, settling on an album, and purchasing. He played it, patching it into his speaker system, saying, “This is less distracting than music. Right? Makes it less like a spa and more like a place of healing.”

madeline let her eyes close for a moment, shifting slightly on the balls of her feet as she took in all of it- the scent, the sounds. it was almost like she could feel herself unwinding, shoulders loosening as her posture switched to something more familiar. “ yeah, this is, “ she took a deep breath in and opened her eyes. “ much better, sir. it’s a lot more welcoming. “

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life-staccato‌:

Tristan found himself breaking out into a broad smile finally, feeling a kind of amused that he wasn’t used to here. Maybe because so few people made him feel like he was at ease to be whoever he wanted to be. Even if Tristan wasn’t ever one hundred percent who that was. But Castor didn’t make him feel that same kind of apprehension with that easy smile of his. "I was going to call Clyde honestly, but I have the feeling that I’ll probably look slightly better in the 20’s flapper look than you. No offense, I just think you’re jaw is a little too strong for it. Which is a good attribute, just not very fitting.“ He smiled and turned a corner. "I wish I could say I could be on theme and offer you some moonshine, but I don’t think my personal stash goes quite that deep.”

“ are you saying my broad shoulders wouldn’t kill it in a shimmery dress? i’m incredibly offended. “ he said, mock anger tinting his tone before he broke out into laughter. “ no, you’re right. i call clyde if only so i can get a hint at those legs for a moment, “ he agreed, giving tristan a small wink. “ i’ll pass on the moonshine for now. a bit too strong and i still need to teach my classes tomorrow morning. “

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life-staccato‌:

Amara may have been just a touch harsh, but then she couldn’t really feel that bad about it. She’d truly enjoyed the way that Madeline’s pretty face colored. She tried to keep that enjoyment to herself though, her lips just barely turning up at the corner. "Oh you have, just not quite enough,“ she murmured, turning her smile towards the wall so Madeline couldn’t see it. "I wouldn’t exactly say it’s a punishment,” she said when sue turned, drawing the rope between her fingers, a satisfied look in her eyes when she saw Madeline already complying. "I would say it’s more of a…study hall,“ she continued, coming up behind Madeline and carefully laying the rope around her neck, not tight, just a presence there, resting against her collarbones. Amara slid her fingers down to help Madeline remove the rest of her buttons and carefully pulled the shirt from her shoulders, fingers ghosting lightly against her skin. "The skirt too,” she added, starting to tie a few knots down the length of the rope draped around Madeline, humming lightly to herself under her breath.

madeline shivered under the touch, the weight of the rope making the skin underneath it heat up as if it was on fire- her heartbeat already increasing rapidly with excitement. “ yes, ma’am. “ she said, voice soft as the shirt fell from her shoulders to leave her in just the bralette she wore underneath her uniform- all pale lavender lace. her fingers slowly unzipped the skirt, pushing it down her hips till it fell into a pile at her feet. the girl couldn’t help but feel exposed, hand instinctively reaching down to cover herself from her professor’s eyes. “ so i should be learning today? “

#life-staccato #nsfw

frcmbeneath‌:

scottie watched as castor poured the liquid into the glasses, a small smirk tugging on the corners of his lips noticing the heavy hand. he wouldn’t complain, in fact he welcomed it. he raised his glass to cheers the other before taking a sip. ‘ i’d rather they fell asleep then use the computer for anything besides my assignment. most of them just go on social media while i’m trying to teach. ’

castor downed about half his glass before wincing and swallowing with a small noise of discomfort, resting the glass back down on the desk. “ i regret immediately doing that. “ he complained. “ can’t you put up a firewall or something to stop them from getting on to facebook and other stuff on those computers? “

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revclling‌:

A grey thunder cloud lingered above the submissive’s head after he had stormed out of drama club. What was the point of even being there, when all the older Dominants were just going to shout over him, and force their ideas onto the younger submissives? He just wanted to go to his room and sulk, when he heard the voice of the teacher calling out to him. Skylar vaguely remembered seeing him before, but he frankly had no idea who the man was. “Me?” Skylar asked, confusion written all over his face. It seemed like everyone was testing him today, and if this was another case of mistaken identity, he was officially going to lose it. Dark brows knitted into a frown. “Why? What do you want?” he snapped, though he didn’t mean to, but his frustration level was still high. “What did Bane do this time?”

“ yes, you. “ castor said with a little more emphasis, motioning with his hand to the other again for him to come closer. “ i need your help moving around my classroom , you can grab some extra credit and i’ll write you a hall pass or something, yeah? “ he called back, not bothering to check whether the student was dominant or submissive. he couldn’t entirely hear the entire sentence about whoever bane was. “ bane, huh? i don’t know if i remember your name from my list but i’m sure i can pull strings with another professor. “

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cfdcminance‌:

“This is true,” the man replied, brow furrowed. “I think many people miss all the important things of seeing if a companion needs a certain way of being taken care of. Because of that, you miss out on a huge contact point that could well become something… greater in the future.” He slid his chair back from his desk, reaching forward and patting it. “Come around here and have a seat on my desk. I”ll show you.”

madeline nodded along to her professor slowly, taking in what he was saying and making a mental note to write this all down in her notebook later. “ yes, sir. “ she said, setting her bag down at her feet before coming around his desk- accidentally brushing his knee with her hand. the girl gently lifted herself up to sit on the cold desk, though she crossed her ankles once she was sat. particulary in a way that might’ve left her knees open to giving him a small glance at what she wore underneath the skirt. “ what are you going to show me? “

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ondominance‌:

Oh. Well wasn’t that just charming? Really, Juliet wasn’t sure what pissed her off more: the fact that she, apparently, wasn’t worth basic eye contact, or the assumptions that she a) was even remotely okay with her things being touched b) cared about being fair and c) was willing to share. Juliet didn’t need to know who this girl was to know that all of the above needed correction or that the correction was going to be eons more satisfying than grading was.

Still, for a moment, she didn’t say anything in reply, instead stepping closer and shifting around what was now apparently not her seat so that she was standing next to the table but slightly offset to where Madeline sat. Then, without any sort of warning, she reached out and roughly tilted Madeline’s gaze to hers, holding it there as she finally offered a reply, “You’re going to try that explanation again. And this time, it’s going to sound like an apology.” Unspoken but implied was the threat: or else.

madeline went back to focusing on her work, figuring the other would either sit down and be quiet or get their stuff and leave which would’ve the ideal for her. the last thing she needed was to get dirty looks from someone across from her as they both did their work. however, she felt herself being roughly tilted upwards and met the eyes of juliet- the absolute bane of any mouthy submissive’s existence. she could ruin or make you in a single email it seemed and if you wronged her. good fucking luck.

she couldn’t help the way her face turned bright pink, eyes widening a bit at the fuckup she clearly had just made. “ i needed to get my work done and i saw an open seat at your table, ma’am. i very politely organized your things so as to not disturb your work but still leave room for my own. i am sorry if you felt inconvenienced by it. “

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rhvpsodies‌:

she giggled when she was tossed at for a hug ‘ oh my god, stop! ’ she laughed, hugging her back. ‘ god, you’re so needy. ’ she snorted, covering her laugh with her hand as not to seem too cheerful.

“ i am not, shut up! “ madeline whined back with a grin, resting her head on her friend’s shoulder. “ thank you though, seriously. this is going to be really useful. aside from how sweet it was.

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revclling‌:

The corner of his mouth turned up into a slightly sadistic, lopsided smirk when she suddenly changed her tune. Admittedly, he didn’t expect it to be this easy, but he wasn’t going to complain about it. “Good girl,” he said demeaningly. “Actually, ever since my TA chose to resign, I’ve been looking for a volunteer to help me with demonstrations. I could talk to Crawly, get you some extra credit in return…” The male wetted his lips as he shamelessly looked her up and down. “Then again, you do look quite frail, and frankly, I’d be surprised if you can even handle one paddling session, so let’s not get too far ahead of ourselves, shall we?” he winked, purposely trying to provoke the liberal submissive. “We can take it very slowly, and make sure you don’t become overwhelmed, sweetheart. How about you start by taking off your panties and fetching me my paddle, mhm?”

" it seems you’re bad at judging character then. i’m hardly frail. “ madeline said haughtily. “ i’ve just never met a dominant who could adequately satisfy me. i don’t think this will be different. “ at this point she was running her mouth just to get a reaction, she already knew she was in for the paddling- no harm in getting more out of it then that. the girl slipped off her panties, keeping the rest of her uniform on before walking confidently over to get the paddle and bring it back to him. “ here you go, sir. “

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frcmbeneath‌:

geon was in a bit of a rush, he didn’t want to make a scene by rushing through the hallways or accidentally bump into anyone else in the process either. he was still moving rather quickly, trying to maneuver around people the best way he possibly could. it wasn’t until his hip knocked into one of the arm rests of the benches in the hallway. he internally cursed, but tried to move away. there was a slight tug and he could tell his sweater caught on a loose nail. he turned back to notice how it was out of his reach. ‘ uh, excuse me ? ’ he spoke trying to get the attention of a passerby. ‘ do you think you could help me out ? ’ gesturing to the caught thread, ‘ i just figured it wouldn’t be the best idea to strip down in the middle of the hallway just for some thread. ’ he let out a small embarrassed laugh.

tessa was on her way to her classroom, having forgotten her coat in there that also held her wallet and house keys. however, she got stopped by a student on the route and it took her a few moments to realize what exactly he had asked of her before she nodded and moved around to help him out. “ oh yeah, definitely don’t strip down here. punishment for public nudity is a lot worse. “

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lvstfvlncss‌:

“There are two things I need before I’m prepared to continue this conversation,” Esteban started, weary already. “One, coffee. Two…” He paused. Considered. Finished, “Actually, just the one thing.”

“ will you get me a cup too then for interrupting what was truly going to be a riveting story? “ tessa requested, raising both eyebrows at him. “ was the second thing going to be the part where you also get some breakfast? “

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rhvpsodies‌:

velvet was getting more and more isolated, she hadn’t meant to but she spent so much time in her dorm without a roommate listening to music and smoking pot out of the window, she hadn’t made many friends at all or lost the dreaded v-word and she felt it, she walked the halls as if people knew her shameful secret. everyone here was in each others beds and velvet was admittedly…too lazy to make an effort with anyone to even make a friend, nevermind hit a quintessential peak in her adulthood. her music blared from her earphones, as if bowie’s voice could make it to the other side of the library so she didn’t hear when she dropped a book from the other side of the shelving onto someone’s feet infront of them as she tried to reach for a book on a higher shelf, her small irish genes making her far too tiny to reach.

tessa watched the other girl struggle to get the books, watching from the end of aisle with a bemused look. if anything, she was quite enjoying the view from here- perfect angle to admire the aesthetic of the girl pressed against the bookshelf. however, after she watched the girl push a book onto someone, the professor swooped in and reached up to grab the book for her, placing it in her hand with a smile. “ is this the one you needed? “

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rhvpsodies‌:

her breathing hitched, wishing she was immune to petty needs like a hot man touching her and telling her she needed someone. ‘ how — ’ her voice cracked. ‘ how would i even do that? ’

“ all you have to do, “ his voice was slow and smooth almost as if he was pouring out from his own lips. the man’s thumb moved from her jaw to lightly drag her bottom lip for a moment. “ is ask. “

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revclling‌:

“Fishing for compliments now, are you? Color me surprised, you didn’t strike me as the needy kind of girl,” Gould Academy’s resident badboy countered, his lips stretching into a teasing grin. Though he was amusing himself by provoking and taunting her, he could tell that this submissive was different from the majority of them, and he liked the fact that she wasn’t a brainless puppet, eager and willing to please just about anyone. “Don’t get me wrong. Reading is obviously vital to your education, but there are certain things you can’t learn from books. You just need to —” The male hopped of the library table, and lifted his hand to cup her chin, tilting it slightly upwards. Leaning forward, he breathed against her lips, “ — Feel it.” Fluttering his eyes closed, his mouth took hers, gentle but demanding, angling his head to deepen the kiss as his tongue traced the seam of her lips.

“ i don’t need any compliments from you, thank you. “ madeline countered, rolling her eyes at him with a certain fondness in them. “ and i most certainly am not needy for the likes of you either. “ the girl let herself fall into his provoking, enjoying the bit of back and forth they had going between the two of them. however, she kept her lips shut as he drawled on about reading, eyes watching as he jumped off the table- letting her head be guided up towards his. her eyes slipped close and she felt herself getting lost in the kiss, pushing forward into his mouth. after a few moments though she found herself breathlessly pulling back just enough to speak. “ shouldn’t i know my tutor’s name? “

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— hey, if that isn’t professor TESSA AMOS, they’re a/an TWENTY FIVE year old DOMINANT who is rather TRADITIONAL in their beliefs. i know they’re very into ORGASM DELAY, but would never do BATHROOM PLAY they’ve been teaching PHYSICS here at gould for ONE YEAR, i wonder how they’ll adapt to the changes.

#gouldintro

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