EXTRACT FOR
Public Submission 7 - 9
(Daisy Rose)

Excerpt from Public Submission 7: Student



"Tell me, Anita," he walked around the table and stood in front of me. He was a good head taller and much bigger. 



I gulped. 



"Why are you dressed like this?" he asked. "Were you hoping that dressing provocatively would give you an advantage?"  



"Sir?" I started. 



Before I could react, he had his arms around me and was grabbing my buttocks. 



I yelped, trying to get him to let go of me, but he was much stronger.



"I wonder if you are wet, Anita. Are you wet?" he asked, massaging my ass with his expert hands. His palms were big enough to cover my butt cheeks completely. He pulled my shorts and fisted them, tugging them until they were folded against my butt crack. 



"No underwear," he said with a hint of satisfaction. 



"I can explain," I said hastily, still trying to push him away to no avail. 



My pussy throbbed as the shorts rubbed against my clit and I leaned against him unconsciously, body reacting in a way that was completely beyond my control. 



The sensation of having my shorts pulled upwards and rubbing against my clit made me arc my back and call out his name. I had only just had sex for the first time and now my professor was feeling me up in the middle of the teacher's lounge. 



From the corner of my eyes, I saw that we were not truly alone. There were two other professors with us. Professor Tony and Professor Joseph. They were both foreign and had dark skin. And neither of them were stopping Professor Andres. Instead, they stood a little distance away and were watching with eager eyes. 



Why weren't they stopping Professor Andres? 



"How can you explain why your pussy is dripping wet, Anita?" he asked. With one swift movement, his fingers cupped my throbbing folds and he forced two fingers up my hole.