A Matter Of Discipline (Student Teacher Sex Erotica)

Contents:

  • Principal’s Discretion
  • Femdom Erotica – Maybe power trips are good for the complexion
  • The Sorority’s Newest Toy
  • NonConsent/Reluctance Stories
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    • She folded it with care, placed it on the desk behind her, and then turned back to me. She eyed me up and down, evaluating the man standing before her. I was supposed to be the authority figure, but how fast the tables had turned. I felt the humiliating flush in my cheeks burning hotter than ever as I felt her soft brown eyes roving over my body. These titles include themes and passages that have been adapted from several works by Jessica Whitethread with full consent of the original author.

    The ensuing silence was awful. After daring the initial glance towards Professor Richardson my eyes had stayed locked on a spot on the floor near the leg of the desk. I could feel her considering me.

    I struggled with the question. She blinked in surprise. Then she started to laugh. She billowed the top of her blouse with a hand and ran frustrated fingers through her lustrous, dark hair.

    She seemed simultaneously capable of anything and yet in control. I got the sudden and very strange insight that she had probably been the type to get into a lot of trouble when she was younger. She turned back to look at me and caught me staring.

    Principal’s Discretion

    Her eyes locked to mine, freezing me in place, and I watched a faintly appraising look come into her face. Her full lips pursed thoughtfully. That may have been taking it too far, but it was where the conversation was headed anyways. I roll my eyes in dismissal.

    Femdom Erotica – Maybe power trips are good for the complexion

    She sits back and considers me for a long moment, taking me in — all of me. I find myself suddenly a little bit self-conscious but try to shake the momentary weakness out of my head. I can see now that I was wrong from the beginning. She stands up, angry and strong and almost as tall as I am but still managing to look down at me somehow.

    She grabs me by my arm and pulls me to face her. How far in life do you think this sort of stunt will take you? I look at her, unable to speak. I draw in a faltering breath. She delivered another stinging slap and I moaned pitifully. My palms pressed at the floor and I wriggled again on her lap. I could feel the jiggling redness in my ass.

    I could feel her eyes taking in the humiliating sight. And then I gasped from surprise, not pain. Her hand was wandering along the inside of my thigh. Her sure, confident fingers were approaching … I could feel her kneading at my sensitive skin. Even as I spoke I felt myself stiffening further. I can feel you get all tense. You like nothing better than getting a good spanking. You probably know how much you deserve it. I gasped again as her fingers returned to their previous exploration.

    They moved between my thighs and rubbed over my scrotum, fondling my balls with her curious fingers. Another moan escaped from my mouth and I clamped my jaw shut. It felt so good and I wanted it so badly, but it was just so positively humiliating and wrong to admit it, even to myself. The truth is as teachers and principals…we love what school uniforms hide and keep in check… Basically everything…bodies and desires.

    Uniforms; they reduce sensual hotties to daggy a-sexual school girls.

    I went over what had happened…it would be decision time on the two…very soon. Talisia Grey and Zoe Clarke had gone swimming at the beach after home group at eight-forty five…yes a. I had two stunning senior college girls…long hair still dripping down their skin and onto my office floor…in the skimpiest of bikinis. But Talisia had a point… as she added…. I sort of hoped so…then reality checked myself…it was a uniform storeroom not an erotic lingerie boutique.

    Sassy sexy school girls…they flaunt it…they know sex works with males and it will get them everything in life…they were probing for my private erotic fantasies… they had leant to push for and find any males weakness for sex… they were looking for my sexual chink…the word… the look…or the move…that would unravel me from principal to mere male… reducing me to only another guy with a needy cock. They knew cock…and once cock was unleashed…they were in control. My phone rang…I answered it…It was Bob Jones at the beach…Hal Symonds had found the girls gear and was bringing it up to my office…clothes and towels…and beach bags.

    I composed myself…I rang the front office…and said stop Hal there…I would come down and get the girls gear. I asked the two girls to sit and wait in my office…I would bring their gear up from student administration.

    I should have sat them down earlier…it gives the appearance of more control and besides their legs were more closed…the provocative lower bikini pieces were less explicit and eye drawing. A bit of a pity…that. I dropped the two beach bags at their feet…then I informed them: Talk about bizarre…here I was the headmaster…pacing outside my own office door…trying not to get drawn into the twitters coming from the other side…finally it got quiet…good I thought…then maybe not…what were they up to…surely not touching each other…but who knew…it was a delicious image that formed quickly in my mind…two young women in my office, breast fondling and starting soft and then rapid pussy touching and finger groping.

    In I went…they had that nearly decent school girl look again…the stricture of uniforms taming their previous sensual skimpy clad bikini bodies…their hair was still wildly wet…and their eyes full of mischief. They were both standing… I noticed their bikini bottoms were drying on a spread out towel…strange I thought. The point is that all of these comments, cat-calls, gestures, whether on a teaching evaluation or anywhere else, are not taken as a complement despite of the intentions of the perpetrator.

    I think many people are unaware that getting whistled or honked is intimidating. Thus, the perpetrator is acting as a bully regardless of his or her intention. This is the broader picture that I was trying to get through to my students. Well put Gracieabd ….. What it was, or could be, initially defined as is totally beside the point. It was uncomfortable at the time, the person was informed that it made people uncomfortable, others were empowered to stand a little taller when they themselves were made uncomfortable. It implies an objective or impersonal inquiry or assessment. I would have kept it to myself.

    This keeping of such thoughts to oneself establishes a question: Does the teacher wish that students merely keep such thoughts to themselves or does she wish to understand that such thoughts exist? Weekend Links 4 quiteirregular. It is absolutely essential to bring these things into the open. I think you did the right thing, not only for you, but for other women in similar positions as you. What Professors Say Exhaust Fumes. I think it was terrific that you spoke up and especially that you realized that you were in a position to do so when others may not be.

    I teach, when I have time, as adjunct faculty. Both in the case of gender issues and ethnicity — an older Hispanic female, I look a lot more like the janitorial staff on most campuses than I do like the faculty, and sometimes students or faculty treat me that way — but no one does it more than once.

    Again, a million kudos to you for speaking up. Thank you for this post.

    The Sorority’s Newest Toy

    My first year teaching, a student jokingly offered me sexual favors in exchange for extra credit. That was the end of it. My second year teaching, a student submitted a paper to his writing group for peer review that contained racist and misogynistic hate speech as well as suicidal threats. I spent days talking with advisers and psych services trying to figure out the best way to handle things. I think we need to keep things in perspective.

    I know teachers who have been threatened my students. One teacher friend of mine, while working in an inner-city high school during her first pregnancy, had a student tell her that they would kill her and her baby. I can imagine all sorts of threatening, frightening things students could write on a midterm eval. I do think the dean was right; there is no reason that a stupid, juvenile comment that was not at all threatening or part of a larger pattern of behavior from a student that would justifiably cause concern should have upset you to the level it did.

    And certainly if this were part of a pattern of inappropriate behavior on the part of a student, it would be cause for concern. But this comment, in isolation, was simply not cause for concern. The butt of a dumb, middle-school-level joke seems more fitting.

    The Doctor’s Pill

    Sure, the student may have been male and you may be female, but you are still in the position of authority, as the instructor. That means you have a certain amount of responsibility toward your students, who are in many if not most cases going to be younger, less mature, and less experienced than you are.

    When I had that student submit a draft with hate language and suicidal threats, yes, it was extremely disturbing for me. But, my first concern had to be my students, both the student who wrote the essay, who clearly needed some guidance and support, and the students who had been in his group and read the draft, who were scared by what they had read and felt helpless and confused. If you truly felt that this was a troubling comment, rather than simply a juvenile joke, then I think that wanting to help the student who wrote it should have been a first priority.

    NonConsent/Reluctance Stories

    A student who would write a genuinely harassing comment to an instructor no doubt has some serious issues that need to be addressed. Certainly, as a woman in my mids, I am more emotionally and psychologically mature than most of my students, and sometimes I need to put aside my feelings of annoyance or offense to address their needs, especially since I am in a position of authority and responsibility over them.

    Yes, my primary job is instructing my students in my specific subject area, but part of my responsibility is also addressing other serious issues or needs when they come to my attention, when I am able.

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    Is this response correct? I proceeded with increasing audible confidence:. My second year teaching, a student submitted a paper to his writing group for peer review that contained racist and misogynistic hate speech as well as suicidal threats. She billowed the top of her blouse with a hand and ran frustrated fingers through her lustrous, dark hair. Reblogged this on A Ripple In Culture and commented: But, very often he will transfer focus to the hot teacher at the front of the class, or his best buddies mother who, so happens, to be a bit of a milf.

    This student is an adult. Women are so often socialized and expected to subjugate their own needs and be caretakers, and your comment really reinforces that unhealthy culture. It was about the entire culture of sexism and violence against women that is pervasive in our society, and very strongly so on college campuses. What resonated with me was how supportive the female students in the classroom were.

    They were helped, too. They wrote a stupid comment on a mid-term evaluation. Yes, college students are adults, but they are brand-new adults.

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    Those of us who are older do have responsibilities to use our authority in ways that help guide them through their transition into full adulthood. And, yes, as an instructor, you do sometimes need to put the needs of your students above your own. Acting like the instructor is a helpless victim here, rather than the party with the power, is incredibly insulting and naive.

    I can certainly hold my own among a room full of 18 and 19 year olds dudes who might sometimes make stupid comments about sex, the way 18 and 19 years olds dudes sometimes do. Acting like a mature adult woman who is in a position of authority is. Where you see a victim mentality, I see someone empowered enough to stand up in front of her classroom and challenge a culture of sexism, objectification, and violence against women.