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The Professor Spanks The Maid (Anna Austin)

The Professor Spanks The Maid by Anna Austin


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Mary is desperate to keep her job as a maid at Oxford University. But when she spills ink all over the desk of the strict and demanding Professor Turner, it seems like her whole future is in danger.

Mary soon discovers that the only way to keep her job is to submit to the harsh discipline of the dominant professor…

Product type: EBook    Published by: Boruma Publishing    Published: 08 / 2018

No. words: 6098

Style: Male Dom - M/F, Spanking and Bondage

Available Formats: MobiPocket (MOBI)  EPUB  PDF  This book has a format which can be downloaded to Kindle


"You're gorgeous, Mary. It's a shame your head is so empty." He cooed, his words sounding sweet, even though in reality they were scathing and insulting. I was still catching my breath from the kiss, so I didn't have it in me to respond. My chest was trembling under the strain of my inhales, and his fingers traced around the pink buds on my breast, causing me to bite my lip.

"So beautiful-" He murmured, groping at my chest, his hands strong and firm and sure to leave marks on me. I arched my back, leaning into his touch, and he kissed me again - it was a soft, gentle kiss, totally unlike the way he'd been treating me not ten minutes ago. I savored it, still on edge due to the presence of the rope on his desk.

Suddenly, he pushed me away, causing me to stumble backwards without much dignity. I reeled a little, my head spinning with lust and confusion. Just as I was regaining my footing, he yanked me forward, forcing me to bend over his desk. My breasts were pressed down against the ink-stained wood, and my arms were quickly yanked behind my back.

It was then that I realized what the intended use of the rope was. Professor Turner had snipped the length into three pieces, and he was using the first piece to fasten my wrists together. Though the rope was rough and uncomfortable against my skin, I went with it, my eyes shut, my mind filled to the brim with worried thoughts.

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