Co-Operative Cathy
Chapter Two
Miro lay back on the sofa and stared lovingly at his girlfriend, Cathy. She was so beautiful. He wanted so much to be naked…completely naked and Cathy naked too. She could lean over above him and let her wonderful, long hair caress his naked body. He pictured her small, firm breasts with their perky, upthrust nipples. It turned him on when she got aroused and those little nipples stuck out from her breasts like little cocks.
Cathy was horny. She seemed always to be horny, maybe more than Miro. But of course she gave Miro handjobs so it didn’t build up with him. But she didn’t dare let him touch her. She was afraid that once that happened she wouldn’t want to stop him from fucking her. And he’d make a baby in her and she’d have to quit school and she’d be just like Marie.
“I don’t think you should go to Professor Kaspar’s place tonight, Cathy. It doesn’t seem right to me that you have to visit a Professor at home for an examination in his course. Why do you want to take Psychology, anyway?”
“Because I like to know how people think,” the girl replied softly and hesitantly. She wished she had more self-confidence. “And he’s the most important professor that I have.”
“I know but….” And Miro’s voice trailed away. Should he tell her what he’d heard about Professor Kaspar? What would Cathy do if she knew that he was called Professor Kasparnova because of his propensity for seducing his co-eds students? The story was that he tried but never succeeded but that spin was given by the girls who spread their legs to get through his course and didn’t want it to be known. And that was all except the rare lesbian but even they often succumbed to his undeniable charm. The male students who had to earn their marks by studying called Psychology 101, Intercourse.
“He’s a busy man, Miro. I’m lucky to be in his course and he’s so nice. I mean…like…he’s taking some of his free time tonight so I can do the examination.”
“Yeah…all right Cathy. But be careful…I mean…you’re going to be all alone with him.”
“Hee hee. You’re funny, Miro. He’s old…too old for me. He must be way over forty…he’s getting grey hair.”
“You can’t trust him Cathy…older guys like him prey on pretty girls. Please don’t go.”
“I have to, silly man. And you don’t know Professor Kaspar. He’s not like you say at all.” But Cathy had butterflies in her belly. She had to pass this course but there was something about the handsome, older professor that made her uneasy…something about the way she felt after their private interviews. And she wondered too about Professor Fernandez, the Dean of the Psychology Department and Professor Kaspar’s supervisor. After her last interview he’d suddenly appeared in Professor Kaspar’s office and he acted as if he knew her but she’d never met him.
For Professor Kaspar, his student Cathy was special…and he only got one or two special students a term. She was timid, very unsure of herself and lacking confidence. That made her vulnerable but what made her special was that, unlike most other timid, non-self-confident girls, she was beautiful. The predatory professor prepared the special drink for his soon to arrive student as he mused lecherously about her charms.
Karim Kaspar or, Kas as he was known to his friends, was very careful and very selective about his seductions. (Most would class what he did as assaults rather than seductions but his academic mind was more comfortable with the gentler categorization of his prurient hobby.) However you view what he did, he was definitely careful. His partner in crime was Dean Miguel Fernandez and that mature man believed honestly that his subordinate’s actions were really quite acceptable. After all, he never forced a girl to succumb to his advances; at least he didn’t force them physically. And in each of the twelve cases to date the girl had ultimately responded in a manner that seemed to indicate that she was gaining as much pleasure as her two assailants.
Kas was quite methodical about his so-called seductions. As already noted, he was selective. He chose the timid ones, girls who were unsure of themselves and inherently submissive. Cathy certainly fitted the profile and, unlike most of the students he’d chosen, she was a real beauty. He began the process with a confidential questionnaire that was purportedly to be used to help the girl understand herself and help her to become more assertive. The course known by some as Intercourse was in fact, Unlocking Assertiveness.
The questionnaire for the selected girl was quite different from the one given to the rest of the class. It extracted detailed and intimate personal data so that the professor knew quickly whether his target was innocent or experienced. In fact most of the girls he selected were both. They were innocent of the ways of the world because of their shyness and diffidence. And they were experienced because, by the time they reached university age; one or more males had taken advantage of their tractability.
And then there’d been the brief hypnotic events. This one, Cathy, was especially receptive to hypnotism. He’d had her sitting on a chair in his office masturbating within five minutes of his first attempt and it was only with difficulty that he restrained himself from taking her right there on his desk. But tonight his wait would be over.
He liked big tits and big asses and this girl had neither. But her breasts, although small, were delightfully formed and during the three times she’d masturbated in his office he’d had a good look at them. They were quite broad at the base and they tapered up in a rather flat, conical manner. They were tipped by perfectly round areola and, when she was excited by her masturbation, the areola and nipples merged into two inch cones that projected from the tips of her breasts. Not big but appealing.
Cathy’s ass was also small but it was beautiful. Kaz hadn’t yet seen it naked but the girl’s tight skirts showed it off well, two small melon-like mounds that moved independently when she walked and that curved out from the small of her back in a way that suggested she was meant for riding front or back.
And then there was her mouth. Even under hypnotism she expressed a revulsion at the thought of taking a man’s cock between her pretty, red lips but Professor Kaspar was determined that she would take his in her mouth… and do it willingly. She wasn’t a complete virgin but she still had two unfucked orifices and by the time her pseudo-examination was completed tonight that would no longer be the case. The Dean could thick-cock her cunt but he was going to be the first to enjoy the mobile caress of her lips and tongue and the vise-like massage of her virgin asshole.
Professor Kaspar’s musing were interrupted by the sound of the doorbell.
“I’m not late am I, Sir?” the girl asked in a timid voice.
“Not very late Cathy. But you should try to be more punctual.” Kaz spoke in a stern voice and the way the pretty girl cringed when he pretended displeasure sent a tingle of lust through his loins. He led her to the interview room and sat her down on the low bench that was parallel to the bare wall of the room. Cathy could not have imagined what was behind the wall.
“Now Cathy, before we begin you should have this fruit juice. You need the vitamins and I need a few minutes to finish preparations. The Professor knew that it was not possible with hypnotism to cause someone to do something they wouldn’t otherwise do but he knew also that there were ways to bypass that constraint. Cathy had already been fucked, albeit almost seven years ago when she was still a child and she had an intense desire to become a psychologist or maybe even a psychiatrist. Blend those factors with her natural docility and she became an easy mark for the unprincipled professor.
As soon as Cathy left for the professor’s house Miro took off after her. He wasn’t sure what he would do but he was truly worried about his girlfriend being alone in the house with Professor Kasparova. Maybe he could keep an eye on her somehow and if the professor tried to molest her he could interfere and save her. And then maybe she would do fucking with him.
For almost half an hour he cased Professor Kaspar’s house looking for a way he could enter or even to see inside but he was unsuccessful. Then, as he was about to give up hope and go home a car drove into the professor’s driveway. Miro ducked under the shadow of a tree and moved closer. It was Dean Fernandez and the college student crept closer to see the older man take a key from his pocked and unlock a small door at the side of the house.
Miro didn’t understand what was going on but he suspected that it did not bode well for his girlfriend. Quickly but quietly he rushed forward and caught the door just before it latched shut. Then, slowly and quietly, he eased it open again and peered inside to see where the Dean had gone.
He was in the room with Professor Kaspar and Cathy, Miro thought for a moment. And then he realized that he wasn’t actually in the room with them but in a little hallway of sorts separated from them by a glass wall. He saw Dean Fernandez open a door in the glass wall and enter the adjoining room and, as Fernandez turned to face him, Miro tried to duck under the bench he was standing beside, And then he realized that the Dean didn’t see him even though he was less than ten feet away and looking directly at him. The glass wall must be one-way glass. This little hallway with a bench was an observation room.
The college student stared at the unseeing Dean of the Psychology Department for several seconds before his gaze shifted to the left. And when it did he barely stifled his moan of despair.
The fruit juice made Cathy feel a bit dizzy and, knowing what the drugged potion would do, Kaspar led the unsuspecting girl to the wide, hard bench that was directly in front of the bare wall…the one-way glass wall. “”Grad school grades” he said in a strong voice and, her post-hypnotic response triggered by the innocuous phrase, the girl sat on the bench and removed her shoes.
“Are you sure it’s safe?” she asked timidly as she unbuttoned her blouse. “Are you sure I won’t get pregnant?”
“I’m certain,” the professor said in a firm voice. “And it guarantees your entrance to
“Miro will never find out, will he?”
“Not unless you tell him. And tonight I’ll teach you safe ways to do things with Miro. If you want to.”
Cathy wanted to stop but her drive for education outweighed her modesty and her sense of right and wrong. After her skirt dropped in a heap at her ankles she shyly unfastened her brassiere and bared her small, firm breasts. Despite herself she could not prevent her conical areola and large nipples from sticking out and she paused.
“All the way, Cathy. You don’t get A’s by going partway.”
The unintended result of the beautiful college student’s reluctance and timidity was a totally lewd and seductive stripping of her remaining garment. Slowly, her face ablaze with embarrassment, she bent forward as she peeled her flimsy panties down over her firm thighs and past her shapely calves until, lifting first one foot, then the other, she removed them altogether and placed the tiny garment on the bench.
“Lovely, Cathy…you’re lovely, Karim sighed and he moved closer to grasp one of her firm, perky breasts in one hand while the other reached down between her thighs.
“Sir? Doctor Kaspar? Do you have to touch me?” Cathy shuddered at the feel of the man’s hands invading her privacy. But hypnotism combined with her lack of self-confidence to make her unable to resist. Her legs slowly parted to give her professor access to her unwillingly tingling pussy.
“Mmmm…lovely,” Kaz murmured when his intimately probing fingers were bathed with the oily evidence of the girl’s unwilled arousal. Yes, this was going to be good. This was definitely a hot, little cookie. He gently massaged the finely corrugated mouth of her cuntal passage and at the same time he rubbed her hard, little clitoris.
Cathy’s whole body shook uncontrollably at the sudden invasion of her most private and sensitive spot. She cried out in a confused mixture of pleasure and shame as one fingertip slid back and forth a tantalizing inch inside her while another massaged her sensitive clitoris.
The professor’s free hand recaptured her breast. Cathy's
humiliation and anger jumbled with the exquisite sensation that wracked her
body. Her cries of protest mingled with low pitched moans of pleasure while her
treacherous body bucked and shook as her questing hips betrayed her and pushed
lithely forward onto his violating hand. The intruding fingertip slid a little
further into her eager cunt and, with a final shudder, her orgasm exploded
through her body in an uncontrollable blaze of ecstasy.
The girl would have fallen sideways if her professor hadn't caught and held her until the spasms of pleasure that wracked her slender frame subsided. His finger slipped wetly from her exhausted passage and he released her. Unable to trust her shaking legs, as the waves of pleasure washed through her treacherous body, Cathy fell to her knees. She kept her eyes closed to hide her shame and humiliation and she didn't see him quickly take off his pants. She was aware of him standing over her and when she opened her eyes his swollen cock was only inches from her face.
Cathy turned her head in disgust but the man caught her by her long hair and pulled her face back so that the tip of his cock grazed her lips. His voice was hoarse with anticipation. "Open your mouth Cathy! You've had your pleasure, now I want mine." He pushed his cock head against her lips but she pressed them together tightly.
She shook her head frantically in refusal but his hold on her hair tightened painfully. The pain washed away any last traces of pleasure and she cried out plaintively. "Stop. That hurts."
"Of course it hurts. You were meant to be rewarding me but you've had all the pleasure so far. And you’re the one who wants A’s."
"But I didn't want to do it,” she protested,”Not that…not this."
"But you can't deny that you liked it. You came like the hot-blooded bitch you are, Cathy. Now you can choose to suck my cock or I'll force you to do that too."
"I can't do that. I can't put it in my mouth. Please don't make me. Can't I just use my hand? Please Dr. Kaspar...”
"While I hold your tits?"
The kneeling student nodded reluctantly and reached tearfully for his penis. But she had a wonderful feeling of relief. He wasn’t going to make her take that awful thing into her mouth. She felt his hand on her breast and she began to masturbate him.
His other hand tightened its grip on her hair. "Do what I say and you’ll get A’s Cathy…but you have to please me.”
Cathy concentrated on trying to bring her professor to a climax before he changed his mind and tried to force her to suck his swollen organ. His penis wasn’t as big as Miro’s but close enough that she tried to pretend she was giving the handjob to her boyfriend as she had so often before. Kneeling in front of her professor, her face was still only inches from the wavering tip of his penis and as he pulled her head closer the slippery end of it brushed her lips. The desperate Coed redoubled her efforts to make him come quickly. The pressure of his cock head on her soft lips increased as he urged his swollen erection at her mouth.
"Maybe I won’t make you suck it, if you just kiss the tip of it."
The girl mumbled a protest as she tried to move her face away but the pressure became more insistent and Dr. Kaspar’s penis pressed more firmly against her innocent lips.
"Kiss it or I'll make you suck it until I come in your mouth."
She shuddered with loathing, but she was so terrified that he would carry out his disgusting threat that she reluctantly touched her lips to the end of his penis.
"Again. Kiss it again and keep stroking me while you kiss it. Damn, you give a good handjob…you’ve had a lot of practice, haven’t you?"
Cathy kissed the wet tip of his swollen organ as lightly as she could. She felt disgusted and sickened by the brief contact. It was all she could bear but it wasn't enough for him. The feather touch of her soft lips combined with the pumping action of her slim hands fuelled his desire to possess more of her.
"Use your tongue, Cathy. Pretend you’re kissing your boyfriend."
It was impossible for the kneeling girl to talk much less to argue with the man’s hot penis pressed against her lips. Her hands continued to massage his throbbing cock while the tip of her delicate tongue flickered hesitantly at the end of it. She touched it as lightly as she could.
"Lick it properly put your tongue right out and lick all of it."
She shook her head emphatically but the movement only caused her soft lips to slip teasingly across the end of his cock. Kaz slid the slippery organ back and forth, enjoying the gentle friction of her wet lips while the young woman continued breathlessly to masturbate him faster in the hope that he would climax quickly. Damn this was good. She was looking up at him with those big, frightened eyes and her soft, full lips were yielding to he hardness of his tool. He could feel the pressure building in his groin and he knew he couldn’t last much longer. Not this time.
Professor Kaspar thrust harder against Cathy’s mouth, holding her head with both hands now so that she couldn’t get away. Out of the corned of his eye he saw Dean Fernandez taking off his clothes and it made him a bit jealous to think that Miguel would get to fuck her before him. But it wasn’t the same as if she was a virgin. He always made sure that he got the virgins first, before Fernandez could stretch their young cunts with that thick cudgel between his legs.
Cathy clamped her lips together determinedly but her professor wouldn't give in. His hands were tangled in her long hair and he twisted them, pulling painfully on her scalp. Cathy cried out and, as her lips parted, the end of the man’s cock slipped between them. She struggled to escape the invading hardness but now that he had gained entrance, he slid easily into the warm softness of her mouth.
Miro’s gaze had been fixed on the old Dean while he undressed. He couldn’t believe that an old man like Dr. Fernandez would try to have beautiful, young Cathy but why was he taking off his clothes. Miro’s eyes widened with surprise when he saw the thick cock that projected out from the stocky man’s hairy groin. Not as long as his own, he thought, but as big around as his wrist…maybe even thicker. It sort of hung down below horizontal but that may have been weight as much as age that kept it down. And then Miro saw Cathy.
The girl felt her head being pulled forward until her nose was mashed against the professor’s pubis. The hot, hard shaft bumped the back of her throat and she gagged as she tried to pull away. The mouth filling bone gave a jump between her lips and then her mouth was inundated as the professor came in a boiling rush of sperm that spurted and filled the space in her mouth that was not already occupied by the bucking cock.
Cathy was unprepared for the sudden hot gush of liquid. She gasped in surprised disgust and tried to pull away but the man held her in place and tried to plunge his still spurting cock further into the hotly flooded depths of the Coed’s mouth. She knelt submissively and her professor’s viscous, white semen dribbled from her slackly acquiescent lips as he continued to fuck her mouth until he was exhausted. With a sigh of satisfaction, Kaz allowed his exhausted organ to slip from her mouth.
The girl gagged and coughed on the sperm that had trickled down her throat. She wanted to vomit at the thought of the degrading act her professor had forced her to perform. She felt sick and exhausted but in spite of her disgust and humiliation she was relieved that it was all over. And she consoled herself with the thought that she could be sure now that she would get A’s.
But Miro knew nothing of how his girlfriend felt. All he knew was what he saw and what he saw was the expression of ecstasy on Cathy’s face when the professor fingered her to climax and her seeming willingness to be a total slut as she sucked Professor Kaspar’s cock and even let him go off in her mouth. It made him sad and angry but, despite those emotions, it had also given him a raging erection.
Professor Karim Kaspar felt great pleasure and relief from his student’s reluctant but tremendously enjoyable blowjob. The sight of the naked, kneeling girl with stringy, creamy cum drooling from her pretty lips added to his enjoyment. He was sure also that his strategically placed cameras would be recording this instant for posterity or, more importantly, to convince her not to report this incident should the hypnotically blocked memories come back to her.
Dr. Fernandez looked lustfully at the pretty creature who was kneeling so submissively on the floor. Had sucking Kaz’s cock turned her on? It worked that way with some girls. But he wanted her to be ready when he took her and he knew the sure-fire way to ensure that.
Miro had opened his fly to release his throbbing boner. He leaned back and slowly stroked himself. What would they say if he followed the old guy into the room and fucked that little slut?
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