Lady Professor’s submission to her female Student Part 3

I hope you all enjoyed the two parts. I am starting with the third part; I hope you enjoy this one. If you haven’t read the first two parts, please read them to get the background. Otherwise, without the context, it would be meaningless.

A few days went by with some part of play in college and some at home. Being nude was quite common now, and I was used to it. Mistress used to come to the lab and either play with me or use my tongue for her satisfaction. I was butt-plugged all the time. She used to play with a vibrator whenever she wished to.

She had authority, and I just used to melt at her commands. Mistress, though, maintained my dignity by not telling this to anyone and in front of anyone; I was her professor, and she was my student. Mistress came to the lab one day and said that she isn’t enjoying it much, as we hardly get any time for play.

Also, it’s very risky in college, and she cannot spank hard and moan loudly as well. She proposed the idea of living together. I was living alone in my flat, and my owner was far away. I liked the idea and proposed to her that she move in with me. With this, we would get more time, and it would be a 24/7 submission.

She knew that I used to live alone, and probably she was thinking the same, but wanted to see if I was looking forward to it. Mistress said that she is fine, but she wanted to see if I am comfortable. This was a dream coming true for me. I was ready for it.

She said that she will shift this weekend, as her lease is getting over and she won’t extend it. We both agreed on it. I was now fantasising about what she would do with me while living together. Will there be new rules? Will I get more pain and punishment? How the mistress will humiliate me.

Days were hard to pass by, and finally it was Saturday morning, the day when Mistress was about to shift. Mistress called me and ordered me to be downstairs to help her with her luggage. I was waiting in anticipation, and Mistress Cab arrived. I helped her with her luggage and reached our home.

Mistress sat on the sofa, and I was standing near her. Mistress looked at me and asked to be in a slave position. As I went on my knees, she pulled my hair and slapped me twice. Did you forget the first rule? You always need to be nude in the house unless we have company.

I quickly got up, removed every cloth from my body, and went back to a kneeling position.

Mistress said that there is a new set of rules along with the previous ones.
1. You cannot make eye contact with me unless we have company.
2. I will be sleeping on the bed, and you, being a slave, cannot sleep with me.
3. You will wake me up every morning by first kissing my feet and then giving me oral pleasure. While I am sleeping, if wearing something, you will remove my panties and any other clothes swiftly and then lick my cunt till I orgasm.
4. I might use you as my toilet as well, post that, but that would be my choice. You have to drink all the pee without a single drop getting wasted.
5. Whenever I wish, I can use you as my toilet, which can be drinking my pee or cleaning my cunt with your tongue after I have peed.
6. All the household work will be done by you, including washing my clothes. My inner needs to be washed by hand.
7. I like to keep my body hair-free so that you would be waxing my body from time to time. You’d better get yourself trained in this.
8. You are not allowed to sit with me and eat. You will always be sitting on the floor and eating your food.

This is the start, and more would get added as we go on. Mistress pulled out a slave collar, or a dog collar, which had a leash and tied it around my neck. “This is to be worn always when you are at home. You should be totally nude and just wearing this.”

Mistress ordered me to unpack her luggage and set it up properly. I started to put all her clothes and other things in the cupboard.

Once all were settled, I was again in a kneeling position beside her while she was watching TV. She pulled out a marker from her bag and started to brand me. I am not sure what all she had written, but my body was now full of words, humiliating words.

Mistress ordered me to stand in front of the mirror and repeat each word. All that she had not written, some few among them were dumb, cum dump, pig, slut, whore, etc.
Mistress handed me another slave contract, which was slightly different from the previous one, as we would now be living together. I read all the terms; it had new rules included. I took a pen and signed it.

Mistress was not satisfied and said that this should carry your unique signature. She ordered me to bring a blue ink bottle. I crawled and brought it. Mistress ordered that it should be stamped with my pussy lips. She ordered me to apply ink to my lower lip and then stamp the paper.

My God, my cunt was already leaking hearing this. What all she had in her store; so many fascinating ideas. I applied the ink on my pussy lips properly and then lay down on my back, spread my legs, and then stamped the paper. The paper, the contract, which again took me under her control, my freedom was lost, and my decision-making was now in my mistress’s hands, and this is what I wanted as well. My pussy lips were now turned blue, and I was not allowed to wash them either.

Mistress ordered me to frame this and hang it on the wall of the bedroom. This will keep reminding me that I am the slave of Mistress. Mistress ordered me to prepare food, and I went to the kitchen. She was doing something that I wasn’t aware of and watching TV.

I prepared food and served it on the table. It was rice and curry. I served her at her plate and was standing near her. Mistress took a bowl and put rice and curry in it. She then spat in the bowl, put that on the floor, and ordered me to eat like a dog, with no use of my hands.

I got on my knees and bent down. Eating like a dog was okay, but it had her spit in it as well. I was not able to make up my mind about it, but next I heard, “Eat fast.” My head bowed down, and in the next second, I was eating on all fours like a dog. It was very hard to do it, but somehow, I finished it.

Mistress finished her food, and then I cleared the table and washed the utensils. I returned to the hall where Mistress was watching TV and was in a kneeling position. Mistress ordered me to do foot worship, and I did it for almost an hour.

Mistress slept on the bed, and I slept on the floor, though she was kind enough to provide me with bedding. The alarm went off, and as the first rule, I went near her feet and kissed my goddess’s feet. I then removed the blanket and went near her thighs.

I moved the legs a little apart, and it looked like the mistress was now awake. She spread her legs, and I could see her juicy cunt. She was nude at least from the bottom. I followed my second rule and started to lick her pussy. It was a different smell mixed with overnight sweat and pee.

But I didn’t have any choice, and frankly, once I started to lick it, I started to like it. After some time, Mistress started to moan and started to hold the pillow tightly. I knew she was now close to orgasm. In a few minutes, her moans started to intensify, and she started to release her juices.

Mistress woke up and took deep breaths. Once she was in her senses, she ordered me to lick every drop, and soon my mouth was full of her juices. Mistress then moved towards the bedside with half of her body on the bed and her legs hanging from the bed.

Mistress ordered me to come near her legs and sit. She took hold of my hair and pushed my mouth near her cunt. I knew what was coming next. She commanded that not a single drop should be spilt. I placed my mouth over her cunt, and in a few seconds, a warm splash of her pee started to fill my mouth.

I gulped and gulped and took all her morning pee into my stomach. The next command was to clean her cunt area with her tongue. Mistress moved to the bathroom, and I moved to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. We both had breakfast and then got ready for college.

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Mistress gave me a bra to wear and a dress of her choice. Panties were barred for me unless I am on my period.

We started college, and soon I started to feel a burning sensation in my nipples. I asked Mistress if the bra was a washed one, as I was feeling a burning sensation. Mistress smiled and said it’s due to chillies, which she had rubbed on it.

Oh God, my whole chest started to feel the burning sensation now, specifically my nipples. I asked Mistress permission to remove it, which was obviously denied. We reached college. Mistress generally used to get up early, as we didn’t want to show our relationship in college.

I reached college, and the sensation was increasing every minute. I was not able to think of anything. I was sitting in my lab, and every second felt like it was taking forever. I again asked permission to remove it, but was denied again. Half an hour looked like ages.

I had a lecture in another 10 minutes, and I was sure that I wouldn’t be able to take it. I was thinking about how to deal with this, and soon Mistress came to the lab. I fall on my knees and request the mistress again.

Mistress said, “You can wash your boobs, but then you cannot wear a bra again. Also, you cannot wipe the water from your boobs and will need to wear the dress as it is.”

I now understand her plan. If I wear the dress as it is, since my boobs would be wet, my nipples will start poking out, and without a bra, it would be visible to the whole class. Mistress was too intelligent; she knew how to tackle and put a slave in a dilemma.

It was inevitable, and I decided to wash it and go through the humiliation. I went to the bathroom, removed my top, and washed my boobs and nipples thoroughly with water and soap. Finally got some relief, though still some sensation was there, but it was manageable.

I wore the dress above it, and soon my boobs and nipples were poking out. I came out and went to the lab. Mistress seems to be smiling, seeing me in this vulnerable situation. Mistress ordered that I cannot hide my boobs under any chunni or by my hands.

I knew that my whole class would get a good show today, and every eye would be measuring my figure. Mistress did this purposefully just before my lecture so that the water wouldn’t dry out. Anyhow, I reached the class.

Everyone was quite surprised, but they would have imagined that water might have fallen while drinking or I might have splashed it while washing my face. A lot of thoughts were going through my mind as well. What the students would be thinking and what they would be imagining.

Anyway, I started to teach in order to bring everyone to their senses. But in the back of my mind, I knew no one was able to concentrate. Me because of the sensation and nipples poking out, and students due to measuring my figure and trying to find a reason behind it.

I was trying to turn towards the whiteboard so that students could not see my front body, but they used to call me and make me turn around for almost no reason. They were very smart; they almost enjoyed my view for the entire time.

This was humiliation; a part of me was also enjoying this, but they were my students, and I am sure this gossip wouldn’t have been limited to the class, but the entire college would come to know about this. The class finally finished with a lot of gossip among students.

They certainly were not happy about me walking out as the class was over. I rushed out of the class and walked straight to the lab. And relaxed. By now, the clothes had also dried, but still without a bra, nipples were poking out. Still not as bad as it was an hour ago.

I was now relaxing, and Mistress walked into the lab. She came in, and as a ritual, I had to kneel in front of her. As she came near me, I got from the seat and knelt before her and kissed her feet and remained in that position. The door was open, and every second I was thinking that no one would come in.

Mistress saw some pouches of green tea on my table, and she ordered me to bring hot water, as she wished to drink green tea. I stood up, had an electric kettle, and I was also thinking of drinking it, so I asked permission from the mistress and was allowed. I took two cups, put a tea bag in them, and was waiting for the water to boil.

I put water in one cup, and while I moved to the second cup, the mistress stopped me. She ordered me to close the door and asked me to strip nude. I was now used to it. I removed every cloth from my body. Mistress then ordered that I would consume green tea with my pee and not water.

I was dumbstruck. I couldn’t imagine this, green tea with pee. I have consumed both things, but separately. This combination, I was sure, would be very nasty. All these things were going through my mind, and I received a slap from the mistress.

“We don’t have the whole day. Make a start.” Unfortunately, I placed the cup near my cunt and started peeing into it. Once it was filled, I showed it to Mistress. I was again ordered to start drinking it. My hand was not getting raised. I was thinking, how would I do this?

Again, I received a tight slap on my face. My hand started to move up, and I tasted this combination. It was certainly nasty; first, the taste was very different, and second, it was not hot.

With no choice, I started to consume it, and Mistress was enjoying her tea. It was getting very difficult to do it, but anyhow, I finished it with Mistress; otherwise, I was sure there would have been more punishment. My mouth was full of a now very different taste, something that I cannot describe.

I took the mistress’s cup and was about to throw the bags, but was stopped. Mistress ordered to put her tea bag as well in my cup. She then took the cup, lowered her salwar, and peed in my cup. It was again full, and I knew what was in the store.

I was thinking, how does she get so many ideas to humiliate and punish? She put the cup on the desk and ordered me to lick clean her cunt. I bent down and licked a few drops of her pee, and was then handed the cup to consume it. It was like time was reversed.

It was again a cup with green tea bags filled with pee, but it was just that it was the mistress’s pee. I started to take sips. Mistress got up and said she was leaving, but I had to finish this, and not even a single drop should be left.

She also added this rule: every day I have to drink green tea for my health, but in the same way that I did today. She left; I had the cup still full. I could have thrown it, but I was a true slave and couldn’t dishonour my mistress’s command. She also knew this, and hence she left. I took a small sip and finished it.

College was over, and I was walking out towards my two-wheeler. I could feel every eye on me and the gossip, which I felt was on me as well. It was a strange sense of humiliation, which I was probably enjoying as well. The only challenge was that I was a professor, and it wasn’t good for my reputation.

I left college and reached home. As I entered, the mistress was already sitting on the sofa, watching TV. As per my rules, I stripped nude near the door and then crawled to Mistress and got into a kneeling position. Mistress ordered me to remove her clothes, and I knew what I was supposed to do.

I placed my mouth near her cunt, and soon my mouth was filled with her golden nectar. I licked and cleaned her cunt. The mistress then turned around and got in doggy position. She ordered me to lick her ass hole. I went near it, spread her ass cheeks and started to do it.

It was a little uncomfortable, but I knew that this was not the first and won’t be the last time as well. I had to get used to it. I started licking her ass hole using my tongue. First, I was doing around it and later started to move my tongue from the bottom to the top of my ass crack.

Mistress was very hygienic; there was not a single air near her asshole. I licked every part of her ass hole with my tongue. I was quite comfortable now. Mistress was also getting excited, and she ordered me to tongue fuck her. I tried my best to put my tongue in her ass hole, but it was not possible.

I continued this for almost 15 minutes. Mistress ordered to stop, and now she lay on her back and pointed her finger at her cunt. I was smart enough to understand this and started to lick her cunt. I licked her upper lip and inner lip. I was also able to insert my tongue here and lick her inner cunt.

I almost sucked her cunt, and since she was already excited, she had an intense orgasm in 8 – 10 minutes. Mistress cunt released a lot of juices, and I licked all of it. She again ordered me to lick it completely clean, and again my tongue was on work.

Once Mistress was done, she said that though I was ok, she ordered me to bring a new clamp pack from her bag. I crawled to her bag and brought it, holding it in my mouth. Mistress took clamps and placed them on my nipples, boobs, and cunt. There were almost 15-16, and all were on my body now.

In a few minutes, I started to feel the pain. Mistress went to the kitchen, put some rice on the floor, and ordered me to get into a kneeling position on the rice. Now I was not able to understand which one was causing more pain, my knees or the pain due to the clamps.

I was ordered to be in this position for half an hour, but being honest, every second was hard to pass by. Finally, half an hour was up, and I got up. Pain in the knees was too much, but was slowly getting relieved. Mistress started to pull out each clip.

She was removing them without pressing them, which was a lot of pain. I had tears in my eyes, but Mistress didn’t show any mercy, and neither did I use my safe word. Removing the clips was very painful, but even more painful was the blood flowing through the nipple, boobs, and cunt.

It was very painful, to be honest. Mistress then took a wooden scale and spanked nipples, boobs, and ass. This was too much to resist; the pain was very intense, but somehow, I managed not to use the safe word.

I cooked food, and we both ate it. Not to mention that I ate again from the dog bowl. Mistress then was again relaxing on the couch while I was clearing and washing the dishes. We went to bed that day without much action.

With this, I end the third part. The series doesn’t end here; there will be further parts. I hope you are enjoying it. Please do provide your feedback on or on Gmail/GChat ID .