Chapter 34: A Riding Crop

I bit my lip hard, looking down at myself as we walked down the hallway. I had chosen a bright pink see-through corset dress with a black, lacy bra and matching panties. They were clearly visible through the thin material of the dress.

I hoped that he would like them.

I thought about all the things he would do to me, all the new stuff he wanted to try that I would allow him to do.

Was I ready? Was I ready to be that submissive in front of him? I stroked the button on the inside of my palm nervously, reaching up to adjust the pink and black mask that concealed the upper half of my face.

A part of me wondered again if this was wrong. Was I technically deceiving Professor Bennett by allowing him to have sex with me, even though I knew very well that he didn’t know my identity? I couldn’t help but think about how he would react if he learned that it was me. Would he be disgusted, and feel as if he had slept with an immature student?

Would he be upset that I deliberately lied to him?