"Mr. King." she nodded. "The dean. The dean who fucks you on a weekly basis." she said, staring furiously at the woman in front of her. "Tell me, how good is he? How good is he that you follow every single thing he's asking you to do?"
"I don't know what you're saying..." Maia answered again, still frozen at the place where she is standing; obviously scared of the woman standing right in front of her.
"You know what, I don't question your skills and intelligence, I can see it on the way you teach us. I don't doubt that you graduated with flying colours—" she chuckled. "—and with flying underwear as well?" she added. "What I doubt about is the fact that you graduated in a prestigious school. How did you do that? We both know that scholarship is not enough for you to afford the fees considering the fact that your mother is just a janitress at a fast food chain while your father is just a tricycle driver, and your other relatives were too selfish to help you out. So tell me, HOW?" Maia bit her lip as a tear suddenly fell from her eyes.
"Aww. Why are you crying, my slave? Did I ask you to cry?" she teased, her hand is now holding her instructor by the chin. "Let me answer for you: you were able to afford the fees because you are a slut. You let your instructorS fuck you not for high grades, but for paying the fees" she said. "Ain't that funny Miss Padilla? When you were in college, you love being fucked by your instructors and now that you are the college instructor, you fantasize over your students dominating and pleasuring you. You even have the dean's dick for you to suck every week or every time he wants you to. No wonder why you love living the life you're living; it's nothing but purely about sex. " Maia gulped. "Psh, now what? Are you going to deny it again? Are you going to say again that you do not know what's the shit I am talking about?"
Her instructor took a deep breath and answered her with a trembling voice
"How did you know all of that?"
"Huh! I told you, I know everything about you" she answered, her hand is now on her instructor's neck moving down. "I know that you're a slut, I know how much you wanted to be fucked by your students and how excited you are every time the dean asks you to come over his house and cum over his bed" she smirked. "Tell me, how did you manipulate your girl instructors back then? Do you let them fuck you too?" Maia shook her head. "Never been fucked by a woman?" she asked and her instructor shook her head again. "Do you want to?" she didn't receive any response.
"I know you do" she answered on her behalf as her hand started to snake down Maia's body once again. She instantly had a shaky breath the moment she felt Crystal's hand in between her legs and started to rub it slowly. "You like it?" she asked as she keeps on rubbing her. "I know everything about you, even your soft spot." she said, her other hand is now above her tits. "You really obeyed your master huh? Not wearing a bra, and wearing just a short skirt." she chuckled as she continues on touching her. "Do you want me to suck it?" she asked, locking eyes with her instructor as she rubs her tits. "Tell me how much you love what I'm doing to you right now." she teased as Maia's breathing is now getting unstable. The naughty student chuckled and suddenly stopped what she is doing, making the instructor's face look like she really is desperate of the student's touch.
"Go ahead and ask me why I stopped." Crystal teased. "Go ahead and beg for me to do it again" she added, whispering to her ear. "Tell me that you want me to fuck you"
"I.. I wa—" she whimpered when they suddenly heard three knocks on the door.
"Anybody here!?" someone called out. Maia panicked and pushed Crystal a little and finally makes her way to the sink and washed her hands. The student just smirked and opened the door.
"Why are you still here? Go home now." the maintenance said and made her way inside to clean the comfort room.
"Miss Padilla" Crystal called before going out of the comfort room. "I'll wait for you to be online at 23:00" she said and winked at her before finally leaving. Maia on the other hand took a deep breath, her hands are still on the faucet, still trying to comprehend the things that happened earlier.
Slave: Part 3
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