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  "No. I wouldn't. I would never do something like that," he insisted, shaking his head from side to side.

  "Yes, you will. You're going to do it because I'm not going to fuck you until you are really to beg for the privilege of being my pet. I want a slave, Mason. I want you to acknowledge the fact that you belong to me now. Yes, you said it before, but I don't think you truly understood what this was going to entail. Every day, you will wake up and you will wonder about the best way to serve me. Every day, I will show you off to my friends. Wherever you go, you'll feel that chastity cage around your dick unless I give you permission to take it off."

  "No, no I can't," he said, still shaking his head.

  Julia easily spoke over his protests and pleas.

  "Or maybe I will get you a collar. What do you think of that? I could lock it around your neck, so no matter where you go, and no matter who you meet, everyone will know that you are just a pet. You are your student’s pet. Would you like that? Is that what you want me to do you?"

  "No!"

  "Are you sure?" Now, Julia pulled herself all the way onto the bed, and she moved between his legs, bracing her weight down on her knees. With one hand, she stroked the length of his penis. With her other, she cradled his balls, teasing the tips of her fingers along the underside of his scrotum.

  "You know what you want. C’mon, Mason. Don’t deny it anymore. You want me to get on top of you and ride you. You want me to take away everything that makes you an independent man. Say it."

  He shut his eyes, he threw his head back, and he arched his back as he tensed every muscle in his frame. It was as though his body tried to physically reject the submission she had injected into his life.

  Caressing him, slipping her fingers softly along his stiffened cock, she watched him. She waited, patient as always.

  His strength finally gave out, and he started to talk again, all without any coherent thought. "Yes, I want to belong to you! Yes, I want to be your collared slave, your pet, your plaything, Julia. I want you to own me!"

  "You're going to take me to see a lawyer, aren't you?"

  "Yes!"

  "And you're not going to try to tell him anything about how I’m getting you to do all of this, are you?"

  "No!"

  “Good," she said, a catlike smile on her face.

  Julia got up onto her knees, and then she slipped above him. She started to lower her pussy down toward his mouth. "Lick me, and show me exactly where you belong. Demonstrate how your place beneath me at all times."

  He did it. He flicked out his tongue, and he serviced her, just as he had done with all of her friends. While she towered above him, her hands pressed against the headboard, Mason gave her everything he had. He licked and nuzzled, sucking on her clitoris and getting her worked into a frenzy. When she was finally ready, she pulled back, and she kissed him hard.

  Normally, men tried to be possessive whenever they put their lips on a woman. But this time, she controlled the pace and tension, putting one hand to his forehead. She controlled the man beneath her.

  Then, and only then, did she get back up, and she slowly lowered her pussy down around his cock.

  "If you come without permission, I'm going to keep you in that cock cage for a month."

  His eyes widened at the threat, and he absolutely believed her.

  Savoring the submission of her pet male, Julia started to move her hips forward and back, raising and lowering herself down again. Oh yes, his girth and firmness all felt so incredible. Ecstasy flashed through her skin, and she started to moan, a low growl of burning need from the base of her throat until she became louder and louder.

  Humping his cock, she savored his subjugation.

  "Come for me," she commanded. "I want to take everything you have!"

  Just like that, he released the last vestiges of his defenses, and he blew his load hard, obeying the woman who claimed him. She drained everything he had, still going forward and back, fucking him hard like he was nothing but a human sex toy.

  Finally, she had taken everything.

  Although her professor closed his eyes, Julia gazed down at him, savoring the view. She had broken him, yet this was only just the beginning. To prove it, she picked up the cock lock, and she put it back on his shaft, so that when he woke up, he wouldn't forget exactly where he belonged: wherever she put him.

  The End