Hellen Heels

The words hit Dan like a thick horsewhip cracking against his exposed skin. He shuddered as he stared at her. There was something cold, distant, and menacing about her gaze that made him realize just how much power she wielded. And yes, she wielded so much power at that moment. He was completely naked while she was still fully dressed. She was his professor while he was her student. What more evidence did he need to confirm just how powerful she was over him?

Instinctively, he fell to his knees. “I am so, sorry, Professor. Please go ahead.”

“Good. It’s about time you knew how to be obedient.”

Dan did not say another word as she began to apply the make-up on his face. She was not in a hurry as she applied copious amounts of lipstick, face powder, mascara, and eyeliners. When she was through, she reached into her bag again. This time, she brought out a single piece of clothing. She handed it to him. It was a G-string.

“Should I put it on?”

“Yes, put it on.”

Dan stood up and slipped into them.

Next, she brought out a pair of black high heels. “I am sure that these would also fit your feet.”

Dan tried on the shoes. She was right. They fit him perfectly as if he had gone to buy them himself.

“Now, turn around and look at me.”

Dan turned and looked at her. “How do I look, professor?”

She licked her lips. “You look very ravishing, my dear Dan. I could eat you up right now, do you know that?”

He smiled. “I know.”

Jupiter Grant

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