The night passed peacefully, with Mr. Richard's strong arms keeping Connor safe and sound throughout the entire ordeal. As morning dawned, he gently nudged the younger man awake, whispering that it was time for breakfast. Reluctantly, Connor rose from the bed and followed his new father downstairs to the kitchen where they would begin their day together...and continue down this twisted path of dominance and submission.

The days that followed were a blur of classes and lessons, both inside and outside the classroom walls. Connor found himself falling deeper and deeper under Mr. Richard's spell, becoming more and more comfortable with his new role as his submissive. As time went on, they grew closer not only emotionally but also physically, their intimate moments growing more frequent and intense.

One night, after particularly passionate lovemaking, Connor found himself once again laying his head against Mr.

he says softly, handing them to Connor. "You should probably get dressed." He turns away for a moment, giving him some privacy as he puts on the sweats and finds a fresh T-shirt to wear.

When Connor emerges from the bedroom, Mr. Richard is sitting at the kitchen table, nursing a cup of coffee. "So," he says conversationally, not meeting the younger man's gaze quite yet, "are you hungry?"

"Good. I think we could both use something to eat." He stands up and walks over to the stove, beginning to fry some eggs and bacon. As they cook, he glances at Connor out of the corner of his eye, wondering how their relationship will continue from here...and if it's even the right thing to do.

"How about we take a break for a little while?" he suggests after an hour or so of studying. "I could use a drink, and I think you might need one too." He winks at Connor, who blushes deeply in response.

Mr. Richard stands up and walks over to the kitchen, leaving you sitting on the couch alone for a moment. Your heart races as you wonder what he's going to do next...

Mr. Richard looks surprised for a moment, but then his expression softens into a kind smile. "Don't worry," he says gently. "I'll go easy on you." He hands one of the glasses to Connor and takes a sip from his own before continuing, "So, how was your first day of college?"

They sit there together, sipping their wine and chatting about Connor's day, as well as other topics that they both find interesting.

Now class, for today's lesson we will be discussing... Ah! Before we begin, would you mind telling me about yourself? I'd love to get to know my students better.

It's nice to meet you, Naoki! I hope you enjoy your time in my class. As for myself, I love teaching and helping students learn new things. When I'm not at school, you can usually find me either working out at the gym or relaxing with a good book. What about you? Do you have any hobbies or interests?

Mr. Richard chuckles darkly as he leans down to kiss Connor again, this time nipping gently at the boy's bottom lip before continuing their exchange of breath and saliva. "You like it?" he whispers between kisses, his voice raspy with desire. "You want it?"

His hand reaches down to guide Connor's own up toward his cock; the younger man's fingers curl around the base as Mr. Richard begins stroking himself in time with his thrusts against Connor's body. The sensation of being so close to release is almost unbearable, but he wants to make sure that Connor feels just as good before letting go.

I take a deep breath, knowing what I'm about to do is wrong but unable to resist any longer. Slowly, carefully, I guide Connor's hand up onto the table, palm-up, before leaning in closer still and placing a soft kiss on his wrist. His skin is warm and smooth beneath my lips, sending shivers down my spine.

Connor lets out a tiny gasp at the contact, eyes going wide with surprise.

I pull back slightly to gauge his reaction, watching as he blushes deeply and looks away from me. It's clear that this is all happening much faster than either of us expected. But now that it has started... there's no going back.

With a final glance around the room again, I take another chance; moving even closer to Connor, I brush my lips against his in what can only be described as a chaste kiss. His lips are soft and yielding beneath mine, sending waves of desire coursing through me like never before.