Date: Thu, 8 Jan 2004 05:07:58 -0800 (PST)
From: Bryan Thompson <brymant@yahoo.com>
Subject: Yes Sir, Professor IV

Author's note:  A number of readers who are enjoying this story have
written (Thank you!) and asked about how to find my previous story
"Getting in Shape" it is also on the Nifty Authoritarian section, just
scroll back to Feb. 3, 2003 and you'll find it.  Now, on with our
story...


I had a brief reprieve when the telephone rang - what kind of a weirdo
gets calls in the middle of the night I wondered.  I also wondered if it
even still was the middle of the night.  Perhaps it was morning and I
couldn't tell because of the heavy curtains that were hiding my prison
from any passersby.

I lay there trying unsuccessfully to hear him on the phone and more
troubling thoughts occurred to me--as if I needed anymore.  First of all,
I realized that he had mentioned that 'he'd never failed to attain an
erection before' the implications of that slowly dawned on me - I was
just one of many who had found himself captured, probably in this very
room.  Why hadn't anyone put a stop to him by now?  Had he somehow
silenced them by blackmail? harming them?  It was too awful to think
about.  The second thought that I'd been too overwhelmed to consider were
the pictures - had I actually already had a penis in my mouth? My full
body shuddered as I wondered at what lay both behind me and before me.
Before I had the chance to process either question, the mad professor
re-entered the room.

I had never paid that much attention to his appearance before, but I
studied him as he fixed himself a drink.  He was probably in his early
forties, about my height - six feet tall and was in fairly decent shape
for a college professor.  I was trying to determine how easily I could
take him if I somehow managed to get loose.  He looked as though he might
work out, it was hard to tell, he was wearing some kind of a lounging
robe, so far I had not been subjected to having to see his dick, except
in pictures.  I figured that even if he was in good shape from working
out, I would still have the advantage of age if it came to a physical
struggle.

"So, what are you contemplating, Mr. Thompson?  Are you in discomfort?
Have you learned your lesson sufficiently for me to remove the
controlling device from your handsome chest?"  I nodded vigorously -
having no idea what I was in for.  "After all, I may want to have access
to those nipples myself!"  He crossed the room and as badly as the clamps
had already tortured me, I could never have imagined the pain that
exploded when he removed them.  I screamed in agony into my underwear.
Hutchinson just maddeningly chuckled to himself, and then began to
massage my chest, which actually did help me to feel a little better.

"All right, we have wasted enough time, Mr. Thompson, I cannot wait
another moment to play with your erect male organ!"  And with that
he picked up the leather strap looking thing that had been lying on my
stomach and began to wrap it first around my dick and then around my cock
and balls both.  I couldn't see or tell what he was doing, but could feel
him tightening the leather uncomfortably around me.  Frightened as I was,
I unfortunately could not mistake the first stirrings of arousal -
entirely against my will!  This didn't count!  It was only the pressure
that was producing the results he wanted!  Next he reached into his bag
and came at my nose with some kind of a strong smelling capsule - I had
no idea what he was up to with it, but felt a kind of warm sensation
sweep over me and felt my resistance to him dissipating, I felt somewhat
sleepy and relaxed, and a sort of increased sensitivity in my dick.  Was
he drugging me again?

"This is my three-step, failproof procedure to produce arousal, are you
ready for step three?" And before I could respond, I felt, for the first
time in my life, a man's mouth on my private parts. Entirely against my
wishes, I also felt my cock began to expand and lengthen. Damn him!  He
had won the second round.  But the thing that made me even more furious,
was how great it felt...What the hell was happening to me?...

to be continued