Doctoral Discipline Pt. 01

He smiled that evil smile of his and said "No young lady, if I had wanted you to get changed I would have told you to do so. You are to wear this outfit for the rest of the evening until you get yourself ready for bed. Is that clear Miss McLean?" I nodded and said "Yes Sir". It took me a couple of minutes to pack up my books and place my regular clothes into my backpack. As I was just about finished Professor Matthews cleared this throat and said: "Miss McLean, let me see your cell phone for a moment before you leave."

I nodded and pulled it out of my bag to pass to him. I had no idea what he was up to, but I just wanted to get out of there as soon as possible. After a moment I saw him copying down a number, my cell number actually, and then he passed it back to me. "Don't forget Miss McLean, in bed by 8 pm, which means you better be all ready for bed before then." I looked at him and said "yes Sir," as I took back my phone and headed out of his office.

Chapter 3:

As soon as I got out into the hallway I looked around and was thankful that no one else seemed to be around. It was about 5 pm which meant that a lot of people might be starting to head out for the evening. I moved as fast as I could down one floor and into the nearest bathroom where I got changed back into my everyday clothes. There was no way he would find out that I had changed, so I wasn't worried about it. There was no way I was going to take the bus home wearing that hideous outfit. I ran down to my office, stashed the outfit in my desk drawer and locked it. I grabbed the rest of my stuff that I needed for the evening and headed to the bus stop.

As soon as I was home I threw some leftovers into the microwave and poured myself a glass of wine. I needed to figure out a way to deal with this situation. I couldn't subject myself to this kind of treatment for the rest of the semester. This was ridiculous; he couldn't treat me like this. Yes, it was true that I needed to pull up my marks, but there is no way I was going to let him get away with this kind of behavior. After such a stressful afternoon I decided to take the evening off and I curled up in front of the television.

Suddenly I woke up to the sound of my doorbell; I must have fallen asleep from the stress and the wine. I looked at the clock; it was 7:55 pm. I slowly got up and opened up the door to find Professor Matthews standing there. "What the hell are you doing here?" I blurted out without even thinking.

He stepped across the threshold of the doorway, essentially pushing me back inside with his shear presence. He closed the door behind him and began to stare at me with that penetrating stare I had become so acquainted with today. After a minute he began to speak "Miss McLean, I gave you several orders for this evening which you do not seem to have followed. I thought we had discussed what would happen when you disobey me. Why are you not ready for bed yet Missy?"

I glared back at the professor. "You can't make me go to bed at 8 pm professor Matthews, you do not control me, and you have no say in what I can and cannot do. Now please get out of my house."

He did not move, he just stood there staring at me. I knew I was about to be in a lot of trouble again, and began to feel so small as his presence was so dominating. I could feel my face flush as my eyes dropped to the floor, unable to hold his stare any longer. "You are in big trouble Missy; you were told to wear your outfit home and for the rest of the evening until you got ready for bed. You were told to be in bed by 8 pm, obviously you have done neither of those things." The only thing that kept running through my head was 'how does he even know where I live?'

I heard my Professor say "strip Miss McLean." Feeling his dominance I slowly started to remove my hoodie, hoping that was enough to make him go away. He stood glaring at me, as I placed the hoodie on the couch. I was dressed in my comfy clothes a tee-shirt, sweat pants, socks and sneakers. Sitting I removed my socks and sneakers again I hoped this was enough.

"Okay Missy your tee-shirt and sweat pants too, I don't have all night". I couldn't believe this was happening as I removed my tee-shirt exposing my plaid bra and then my sweat pants, which revealed the little girl panties that I never changed.

"Hmmm at least you left your school girl panties in place." I could hear him chuckling, as my face turned bright red. "Off with the bra and panties young lady". He was relentless so I gave in and off came my bra and panties. I stood trying to cover both my breasts and vagina at the same time unsuccessfully, of course.

I had not noticed the canvas bag Professor Matthews was holding until he reached inside and took out some shaving cream, a safety razor, and a short strap. "Now young lady the first thing I am going to do is to shave your pubic area. This will remind you daily that you are my submissive and will do things that I order promptly and with no back talk."

"Is that clear young lady?" I heard him say.

Standing naked in front of my Professor was humiliating enough but now he was going to remove my pubic hair. "No it is not clear, get out of my apartment" I said but not with much conviction.

I could feel a tingling in between my legs and a dampness starting to form. Professor must have guessed the same thing, as he came over and stood a foot from my face. Lifting the short strap he whacked my naked bottom cheeks twice and reached in between my legs. I squealed but he rubbed up and down feeling my wetness making me moan. I never felt so dominated and controlled in my entire life.

He took his finger out from my vulva and placed it in my mouth ordering me to suck it like a pacifier and walked me to my bedroom where he had me lie down legs spread. "Don't move subbie," I heard him say and again I got wet. What is going on I wondered, he was in such control? I couldn't believe I was submitting so easily, but I wanted to... or did I?

I watched as he methodically placed a towel under my bum ordering me to rise. He filled a bowl with warm water and got the shave cream. Taking a cloth he wet in between my legs and squirted a dab of cream on his fingers. He massaged me thoroughly with the cream making me wetter and wetter. I could hardly stop fidgeting until he used the strap across my thighs and told me to stop. The razor began its work as Professor Matthews used its sharpness to make me as smooth as a child. I could see he had done this before, he was efficient. In less than 5 minutes I was as smooth as a baby.

"Okay subbie turn over on your tummy lets do the back" I heard him say using the strap again across my naked thighs to move me. Quickly I flipped as he began the process of inspecting my anal hole. Spreading my legs and then my cheeks with two fingers he dipped his large middle finger into my rosebud making me flinch and getting a swat for my flinching. "Don't move subbie, I want to see if I need to stretch you."

What the heck did he mean by that, stretch me? "Yes, young lady I am going to have to stretch you. You are very tiny. I have an anal plug which you will wear to my class daily, and by the way, you will sit up front dressed in your school girl outfit."

"But Sir I am 28 and a Ph.D. candidate I can't do that. What are people going to think?" I pleaded.

"No excuses Missy, when you act like a child and disobey my orders you will be treated like a child. Now let's finish this." In no time he shaved my fanny and rosebud. "Okay little girl I will see you tomorrow in your uniform with your anal plug inserted and I will see you after class in my office for inspection."

With that information he took the anal plug out of his bag and placed it on my dresser. "You will sleep naked tonight Missy. Oh, and by the way, make plans to stay at my house tomorrow." With that he was gone, and I was left naked and bald on the bed. I looked up at my dresser mortified with the presence of its most recent addition.

The one thing I couldn't understand was how this entire flow of events had managed to arouse me. Why did my body respond to Professor Matthew's orders that way while my mind was screaming 'no way?' What was going on? I was so confused.