Trained to submit

She had masturbated last night, numerous times, each time her office visit would race through her head, each time she would add more to it, her fingers dancing over her naked body, her legs spread so invitingly. She went over every word that he said, but some stuck in her mind more than others. And with those, her mind ran rampant. Accommodating. She wasn’t sure what he meant by that, but her imagination ran amok, all the way from helping the other professors to being in a room with four of them, Monika naked as they fondled her body, her hands forced onto their hard cocks as Michael sat back and watched. She came during that one. Intimate with them. Again, Monika on her knees, four cocks all waiting for their turn in her mouth, cumming on her face when they climaxed. Monika came again. And the final one. Resolve your indiscretion. That left her speechless but not without fantasies. Her mind slipped back to the days when school teachers used a ruler on unruly students, visions of the stern teacher punishing his errant students. She didn’t want to take that any farther, it scaring her. But it also made her cum again, Monika finally falling into a peaceful sleep, her body exhausted from the multiple orgasms that sapped her energy. But the morning found her refreshed, though she didn’t understand why she was also aroused.

She looked at her watch, five minutes to seven. She walked up the four steps, the lights burning brightly on the porch. A dog barked in the background, scaring her as her finger trembled on the doorbell. She could hear it ring inside, a loud clanging. She waited patiently, hearing Michael walking towards the door, Monika already knowing the sound of his footsteps by heart. She smiled as Michael peeked out the side window, the door opening, the sight of Michael making her heart skip a beat.

“I’m glad you’re on time,” Michael commented as he saw her, not failing to remind her of her indiscretion. He smiled at her to put her at ease. He looked her over starting at her feet, medium heels making her legs shapely, a tight skirt, but more modest than the schoolgirl skirt. A suit jacket snuggled tightly around her breasts could not hide them from his gaze. He let her pass, his eyes catching her ass snuggled tightly in the skirt. His cock was already hard in anticipation of tonight.

“It will never happen again, Michael,” Monika trying to put it behind them, but Michael seemed to have an obsession with it, Monika hoping that after tonight it would be a past issue and that she’d really manage to be always on time. She could feel his eyes on her ass as she passed, paying special attention to make sure that her skirt clung to her ass. And she had a surprise on underneath her skirt if she got as bold as she wanted to. Hoping it would please Michael, hoping she knew what an older man liked.

Michael ushered her into the large living room, the furniture mostly antiques in line with the style of the outside. A small fire was burning in the fireplace, a large overstuffed chair and ottoman nearby sure to be Michael’s, the table next to it piled with books. “Have a seat,” helping her to the couch. “I was just going to get a brandy, can I get you one?”

“Yes, that would be great,” Monika sitting down, pulling her skirt down as she crossed her legs. “You have a lovely home.”

Michael brought two brandies back, passing one to Monika, sitting in his chair, taking a sip before he put it on the table beside him. “Thank you. I spent considerable time and money restoring it to its original beauty. It’s such an elegant lady and I hated to see her in disrepair.”

“Do you like that period?”

“While I try to be a modern person, I do enjoy the past. When things were less complicated. Relationship were less complicated, men and women knew what was expected of them.”

“It is hard for me to understand that, not living during that time. But I was brought up strictly, taught to obey my elders.”

“Yes, obedience is lacking in many of the youth of today. They want to think everything through. Fortunately, or unfortunately, depending on how you look at it, my TA’s have to subscribe to my fundamental beliefs. Or at least obey them.” Michael took another sip of his brandy, as did Monika. “Now that we have the pleasantries out of they way, tell me why I should pick you to be my TA?” He sat back in his chair, knowing that Monika had this down pat. She would have never come if not prepared. And she was good at it. Better than any of the others.

Monika instantly sprang into action. She had been preparing for this for weeks, practicing on Cassandra last night until Cassandra gave up on her; only her masturbation exhausted Monika enough to let her sleep. Monika talked for over twenty minutes, Michael interrupting only briefly to ask a question, genuinely interested in her. She even noticed that he hardly looked down at her legs. She could see it in his eyes, Monika instantly knowing when she was successful in getting her point across. She had him. She finally wrapped it up, summarizing why she was the only right choice for TA. She stopped, taking a big sip of the brandy, feeling it burn as it went down.

“I am quite impressed with you, Monika. You are one of my promising students and would be an asset with any study I do this summer. Are you willing to devote one hundred ten percent to this endeavor?”

“That is a yes. I will be your most willing TA.” The word just suddenly popped into her head. “And accommodating.”

“There is still an interview with some of my colleagues. They are more of a taskmaster than I am. You know all of them, having had classes with them. They will test your obedience.” He looked into her eyes, trying to gauge whether she understood the implications of her decision. “But I can assure you that if you are selected, I will show you a new world that you never knew existed. And I know you will fit in perfectly. And it will open up opportunities that few will have. Your life and future will be shaped beyond your expectations.”

She shivered with excitement at the thought of being his TA and going to some distant country to study with him. To meet famous people, politicians, economist, business leaders, Michael knowing all of them, fitting in with all of them, learning from them. Just the contacts could change her life forever, opening up new avenues for her. “I would be honored to serve you, Michael.” And she meant it sincerely.

“Friday at nine. Here. You will get a chance to impress my colleagues as you did me. There will be only one chance, so make your decisions carefully. My colleagues can be very unforgiving, and so can I. Now get us another brandy to celebrate your success.” He watched her as she got up, coming across to take his glass. She knew where the brandy was, observant as she watched him before. She brought it back, Michael noticing the gentle sway of her hips as she walked. Now for the true test.

Monika stood in front of him, handing him the drink.

“Congratulations,” Michael clicking his glass against hers, taking a sip before he put it down on the table. He watched her as she took a sip, finally pulling it away from her lips. “Give me your glass.” He saw the puzzled look on her face as he took it and put it on the table next to his. She started to go back to the couch but his voice stopped her. “Stand here in front of me.” He moved forward in the chair, pushing the ottoman out of the way.

Her legs could barely hold her up, trembling so hard when he told her to stand in front of him. She didn’t know whether to be scared or excited, all of her fantasies rushing into her brain at one time.

“Take off your jacket. It’s a bit warm in here with the fire.” His eyes watched her as she slowly took it off, her breasts straining the buttons of the white silk blouse as she arched her back to take it off of each arm. He reached out when she offered it to him, placing it neatly on the ottoman. “You are a lovely girl, but you know that already.”