My Sarah and I worked out quite a ritual of communication. She would demurely mention some sexual fantasy, some desire she wanted fulfilled. She would couch it in conversational tones but always ensure that I received her message. I would notice her request but pretend not to be giving it undue attention.

An example will illustrate our process. We were walking home from a movie, just a few nights after our first "daddy" episode. Sarah nestled under my arm and into my chest and innocently whispered. "Janet, in my dorm, said she gave her boyfriend a blow job. I could never do that. I think it is disgusting."

We chatted about the movie as we strolled down Yonge St. Then as we neared my house she again adopted her conspiratorial whisper. "I'm afraid, that I won't get my History assignment done on time and will have to ask Professor Benton for an extension. He is so gruff and strict that I don't know how I'll work up the nerve to approach him."

Once in my bedroom I turned to her and banged the palm of my hand on my desk. "You had better not be in here asking for an extension, Miss," I glared at her. "Three students have tried soft soaping me this morning. The affrontery of them. One day before deadline they have the gaul to ooze in here requesting an extension. Is that fair to the students who will hand in their papers? Is it?"

"No,sir. But I have been trying. Two ideas fell flat and I have finally found a suitable topic." she stared at her shoes and shifted her weight from foot to foot. " I don't mind if you take off some marks for my tardiness. But, I can't possibly finish it by tomorrow, sir."

I sat in my desk chair and opened my legs. "How important is your freshman year to you Miss?"

"Oh sir," she moved a step closer, imploring me. "It means everything to me. I can't fail sir. I just can't"

"I see," I smiled. "you mentioned taking something off."

"Yes sir, if you think that I deserve to lose a few marks for tardiness....yes sir...yes."

"Very well Miss James. Take off your blouse." Her face dropped and she stared in disbelief. "But sir, I can't.. I mean... Well that's sexual harrassment.. You can't." She stammered on.

I turned in my desk and began to shuffle paper. She marched to the door and grabbed the handle then she stopped and turned back. There were tears and sniffles as she slowly undid her blouse. She undid the cuffs and let the blouse fall to the floor. She had on a sheer bra and her erect nipples pushed seductively through the material. Her hands went up to cover her exposed breasts. "Hands down Miss James and the bra will have to go. Come, come we've come this far. Do you want the extension or not?" I snapped.

She reached behind and unclasped her bra. Two firm breasts with aroused perfect nipples sprang into freedom. Her cheeks, neck and breasts were crimson with shame. "Come closer" I demanded. She minced her way to between my splayed legs. I sat up and ogled her tremendous tits. I reached up and tweaked both appetizing nipples.

"No sir you, can't" Sarah pleaded.

"Be quiet girl." I commanded and felt the heft of her breasts and fondled her nipples all the more. She closed her eyes and drifted.

I then unfastened the clasp on her jeans and peeled them down over her hips and lovely bum. "Sir please stop". She held up her panties as I removed her jeans. She stood before me in nothing but her high cut, white cotton panties. I took her by the hips and slowly spun her around. Her sweet cameltoe and her taught ass caused a lump in my throat. My cock raged to be set free. When she was back to facing me I spoke again.

"Those have to come off Miss James." Tearfully, she stepped out of her panties. I held out my hand for them. When she handed them to me I put them in my pocket.

"Well Miss James, you may have a two day extension. Or you can have an "A" without handing in anything; and since you have gone this far, I suggest it will cost you little to take the "A". If you do. You are to end these silly requests for me to stop and do as you are told."

She picked up her clothes again heading for the door. She stopped "what would you have me do for the "A"?" she asked still facing the door.

"No questions, yes or no?" I barked.

She dropped her clothes and headed back to me. When she got close enough I took her wrists and forced her to her knees. I opened my fly and took out my cock and balls. I then reached for the top of her head and pulled it down, I jammed my cock in her soft half opened mouth. She started to suck on my aching cock. I reached for a ruler on my desk and started to spank her bottom as she gave me her first blow job. The more I spanked and slapped the louder and more intense became the slurping squishing noises. She moaned and oohed and I fucked her lovely face with abandon. Her tongue played the underside of my dick and I started to shoot my load. She continued sucking and held me down with her hands on my thighs. I was smacking her bum like a rider urging on a horse.

After I came like a water hose and dropped my ruler in exhaustion. She smiled up at me from over my spent cock and said...."Let's play again."