Professor Cline Revealed by J. M. La Rocca

knees, pulling against her restraints. The thought to untie her ran through my mind, but I didn’t know what mental state she was in. And if I tried to talk to her, I could’ve just fueled her desire. I didn’t know what to think so I’d just wait it out. Unless she was harming herself, I’d just sit there.
    I walked back to the chair, trying to avoid her body and moans. Every time she groaned the sound traveled through my body, causing my dick to jump. The situation was gross and disturbing on so many levels, but my dick didn’t care. I sat in the chair and had to adjust myself in my pants. Just that touch alone had me holding back a groan of my own. I’d never been that turned on before. There was a beautiful woman on the bed asking to be touched and even though I wasn’t going to act on it, my arousal was trying to change my mind.
    I tried to keep my eyes diverted from the bed by looking around the room. I wasn’t searching for anything specific; I was just trying to avoid staring. But then movement caught my eyes. She’d somehow maneuvered a pillow between her legs and was rocking back and forth on it.
    My mouth fell open and my heart rate picked up as I watched. She rubbed herself over the pillow, moaning at every thrust of her hips with her head tilted back. It was a beautiful sight whether it was wrong for me to like it or not. I had no control over my hand as it gently started rubbing my dick through my jeans. I couldn’t just ignore what she was doing and although I should’ve stopped her, I didn’t want to. I knew it was wrong to watch, but she was mesmerizing.
    Her moans got louder as she rocked faster and my hand rubbed harder against my jeans. I was in a trance, watching her every movement. My breathing came in shallow pants until she was pulling on her restraints and bowed her head, letting out a loud, throaty groan. I groaned with her as I squeezed my cock, my cum spilling out all over my leg into my boxer briefs.
    I closed my eyes as the sensations ran through my body, slowly coming to a stop. I couldn’t believe I’d just done that, but it had to have been the most erotic thing I’d ever experienced. That was until I heard crying.
    My eyes snapped open and I looked toward the girl who was still sitting astride the pillow with her head bowed, but I could clearly see her shoulders shaking. I could hear her whimpers and I slowly got up from the chair. I didn’t know what I’d do, but I couldn’t just sit there and watch her cry. I felt like a complete and utter asshole for what I’d just done, regret taking over after the feeling of an orgasmic high was gone.
    I walked around to the side of the bed to get a good view of her, no longer concerned that she was naked. Reaching forward, I grabbed onto the blindfold soaked with tears and lifted it over her head. She jerked away and blinked rapidly until she was able to focus on me.
    She gasped as she saw me and tried to get away, but the binds on her hands were holding her to the bed.
    “Shhhh, I won’t hurt you. I promise,” I said in a calming tone. I didn’t know what else to say.
    “Please, let me go,” she pleaded through tears before she started to moan again.
     
    ~*~
     
    Present
     
    My eyes shot open to a darkened room. It took a minute for me to realize I was in my house in my own bed. Then I realized I was clutching my dick. A light sheen of sweat coated my skin and I could feel cum on my stomach, making the sheet stick to me.
    “Fuck me,” I said, exasperated. That fucking dream. Although it wasn’t a dream, it was a memory. One of many I wished to forget.
    I sat up in bed, throwing the sheet off me. The darkness was consuming me again, and there was no escaping it. It wrapped around me like a barbed wire, holding me prisoner. The itch was starting to take over as I remembered the words John had said to me when I left that room.
    “Welcome to my world, son.”

Chapter 10
    Emmalynn
    I called Victoria the next afternoon while I