Paula & Her Professor by Charles Graham

even before she had had the chance to begin to fight.
    From the first moment she had let him put her in bondage, her war had been as good as lost and even though she had still battled against the inevitable, the outcome had never been in doubt. That outcome, of course, had been her submission to permanent slavery and acceptance of his absolute mastery over her.
    He had kept her bound and helpless right up to the very last moment of the holiday, subjecting her to daily conditioning on his fantastic machines and then pillaging her body and mouth every night, until a single touch of his hands or lips was more than enough to send her arousal zooming towards the immense orgasms that constantly simmered and swirled in her belly, just waiting to be triggered.
    Paula had adored every second of it, delighting in her subjugation and not even attempting to resist her slide into ever-deepening slavery. Her only slight concern, the unwelcome thought of what she assumed must happen when she and Professor Goss returned to the campus after the holiday break and had to end their new and thrilling relationship, or face the wrath of the authorities.
    Perhaps, after experiencing his determination and ruthlessness at first hand…and loving the sexual passion that energized her whole body as he made her display her uncontrollable need to serve him as a slave…Paula supposed she really ought to have guessed that he wouldn’t just set her free at the end of summer break and simply return to the student/tutor relationship they had had before.
    She simply hadn’t realized how thoroughly he had planned or how strong his desire to possess her forever really was.
    On that last evening, with her body still shuddering in the throes of a stupendous climax, Paula had sobbed in unbearable misery as Professor Goss…her Master as Paula always by then thought of him…had caressed her spread-eagled and gagged body as he told her that it was the last night of summer break and in the morning they would have to return to the campus.
    Paula had tried to protest and plead to stay with him and be his slave forever, but her gag would not permit her to speak and when she wept, he relented and took the gag from her mouth.
    “Oh, no, Professor,” she begged, “please, I want to be with you. I-I need you and I want you. I’m your slave and I can’t go back. I couldn’t bear to have to be in class with you and not able to…to serve you and have you take me and…and make me submit to you.”
    He shook his head sadly. “I want you too, Paula,” he told her gently, “but tutors are banned from having a relationship with their students. You know that.”
    “I’ll leave,” she offered wildly. “If I’m not a student, we can be together and you could keep me as your slave and have me whenever you wanted.”
    “No,” he replied flatly, “out of the question. I cannot permit you to ruin your education. Not even for me.”
    “But… But… There must be some way,” Paula moaned. “I’ll do anything it takes. I can’t lose you now. Please, Professor…”
    Professor Goss hesitated, then smiled slowly, “Well, I have thought of one solution that you might be willing to consider.”
    “What?” she cried, “What is it? I’ll do it. I promise. Just tell me, please.”
    So he did…
    Which was how, just one week later, Paula had come to wear a glittering ring of white gold on the third finger of her left hand…and that same evening, a highly-polished ring of stainless steel clamped about her slender throat…as Mrs. Paula Goss…loving wife and obedient slave to her husband and Master.
    The wedding-ring had been slipped onto her finger at a small ceremony in the campus church attended by Professor Goss’s amazed and clearly envious colleagues and Paula’s equally-astonished fellow students, where Paula promised to love, honor and, of course, obey her husband…but the second ring had been fitted in the privacy of her new home as she knelt naked before