The fact that he was an esteemed professor and had been a consultant to
presidents meant nothing. To Valentine, he was just another male – someone
to control, manipulate, humiliate, and use for her own purposes.
She had requested this meeting ostensibly to discuss her grade in his
course. She knew he had noticed her in class, and was confident that he
would be putty in her hands. But just to be sure, she had carefully
selected her wardrobe for the day – wearing an outfit that she knew would
serve as a complete “will breaker” – open-toed high-heeled sandals, a short
pleated tartan skirt, and a tight angora sweater with no bra.
When she entered his office she could see his eyes drinking in her youthful
beauty. He asked, in a stammering voice, what it was that she wanted to
discuss. Valentine knew that there was no reason to be coy. She told him
she had seen him looking at her in an “inappropriate way” and that she was
considering registering a complaint. He tried to claim that his looks had
been innocent, but she just laughed, and soon he was apologizing profusely
and begging her not to take the matter further. Again she laughed, and told
him that if his apology was sincere he should get down on his hands and
knees and beg her for forgiveness as his kissed her toes.
He obeyed immediately, prostrating himself at her feet, promising to give
her an A in the class and to do anything – anything else at all – that she
wanted. Valentine smiled, and then told him in a laughing voice that he was
forgiven, and that, in fact, she had actually found his attentions to her
flattering. She could see how attracted to her he was, and, she said, she
knew that he was eager — desperate even -- to get into her panties.
“That is what you want, isn’t it?” she asked in a coquettish voice, and then
continued with a laugh, “Well – this is your lucky day.”
He blushed an almost crimson red. He had never seen a young woman as
beautiful as Valentine ever before in his entire life, and could not believe
his good fortune. He stared, transfixed, as Valentine teasingly reached up
under her skirt and in a tantalizing and tormentingly slow manner, removed
her panties.
“See” she laughed. “Now it’s your turn. Go on – take off your pants and
underpants.”
He hesitated just a moment. “Come ON” she said, rather sternly. “Don’t
make me wait all day!”
And so he complied, and a moment later he was standing in front of her,
naked from the waist down, and literally licking his lips with lustful
anticipation.
Valentine stared directly at his rather small sized penis, and let out an
uncontrollable giggle. “Oh my” she said. “I’m sure this is a sight that
has disappointed quite a number of girls before. But it doesn’t disappoint
me – not at all. And now – time for you to get your wish – your wish to get
into my panties!”
And with a huge laugh, she held out her panties to him. “Here” she said.
“Put them on.”
He stared at her. Could she be serious? One look at the intent expression
on her face at that moment made clear to him that she was.
“NOW!” she said, in a loud and commanding voice. “Put them on – NOW!!”
He hesitated only a moment longer, and then reached over, took her panties
in hand, and put them on. And it was at that exact moment that he heard
more giggling from just outside his office, and he watched in horror as
Valentine opened the door to admit a group of her female friends. Soon, the
room was filled with the chorus sound of female laughter and giggling.
“Now then” Valentine said, as the giggling subsided just a bit. “I hope you
like the feeling of those, because from now on, that is what we want you to
wear. Panties. EVERY DAY. And don’t think you will be able to get away
with not wearing them, because we’ll be checking on you at the beginning of
every class, and if we find out that you are not in panties, then we will
ALL be pressing charges of sexual harassment.”
“And of course” she continued “we will ALL be receiving A’s in your course.
WON’T WE!”
He knew he was defeated. TOTALLY defeated. “Y .. y..yes” he stammered.
Valentine laughed. This had all be SO easy! She never ceased to be amazed
at how simple it was to take control of males. Was there any doubt, she
thought to herself, that males were inferior to females!
“And one more thing” she then said, as she and her friends were getting
ready to leave his office. “We are all planning to go the spa and then
shopping this afternoon, and then we’re going out to eat -- and I’m sure you
don’t want us to have to spend any of our own money today, now do you?”
“N…no Valentine” he said.
“That’s GODDESS Valentine to you” she said with a laugh, and then she handed
him a piece of paper on which she’d written the name of the spa and the
names of her favorite shops and restaurants. “Call all of these” she
instructed him “And give them your credit card number and set up an
unlimited account in my name. And I do hope – for your sake – that you have
plenty of credit remaining on your credit card – because I have a feeling we
are going to be spending a LOT of your money this afternoon and this
evening!”
