Chapter 9

Ryker

She slept in, which irritated me, but I let it go. I have to remember that she is young. She is my assistant and not my submissive. She isn't mine. I watched her melt after I touched her pouty plump lip with my thumb, but I felt as if she stuck it out there for me to touch. I wanted to bite it, but I couldn't. I asked her to see me because I wanted to let her know I was not as she believed. I want her to understand she is perfect, just not for a man like me. I haven't always been a mild-mannered professor of philosophy. I was ruthless. I was a taker, not a giver. I needed to have control, and I still operate in that way in my own life. I have spent time in BDSM clubs just to find a like-minded woman. I don't usually meet women outside of that. I don't usually want to. I could bet 10 million dollars that Iris is a virgin, or has barely been touched. Never by a real man, and never by a man like me. I would send her to the moon in seconds, and she wouldn't want to ever come down. That kind of pleasure is dangerous, It's intense, and can sometimes even be terrifying. Shame is a real thing too, for a good innocent girl like her. I won't be telling her my darkness as a whole, but I will let her know it isn't her, that it isn't a cliche, it's the truth. I will try to imply she may not want to unlock this pandora's box, as I can tell she is working towards trying to do so. I walked to my next class and she was standing by the front door. Adam was standing there with her. I am hoping she will gain an interest in him since I have decided I can't have her. I can't ruin her. I smiled at him and thanked him for going to check on her. "No problem Sir," I cringed. I hate that name, sir. I didn't react on the outside nodding and walking inside the classroom with her close behind. "You sit there unless I ask you to do something. Sometimes I will give you papers to grade, Sometimes we will grade them in my office after hours." I watched as she licked her lips and started to breathe harder so I leaned in closer, "Control yourself, Iris, calm yourself." I whispered firmly into her ear. She sucked in her air. I knew I made it worse, so I smirked and walked to my desk, "Hello class, Can anyone tell me where we left off last week?" I asked side glancing at my sexy assistant, the skirt showing off her legs to an extent that aroused me completely. I heard a giggle, "Yes professor" Blonde Barbie girl, hell what was her name, there are so many of them. I watched Iris react to her. I hope she doesnt think I have interest in a girl like that, the bottle blonde, plastic type, definitely not for me. I looked over to Iris, she was my taste, surprisingly even to me.

After class, I was ready to rip her clothes off and bend her over my desk, maybe I couldn't handle this assistant stuff. She scoffed, giggled, challenged me a few times, and made me want to spank her. I can't deal with her batting around the classroom. If I was to make her my sub, she would most certainly be a good baby girl, but a better brat. A brat is a submissive who enjoys breaking the rules of her dom, for fun, to get spankings or small punishments. Some of them like pain, but I don't think this would be Iris. Probably some of the lighter types of pain, but none of the nonsense kinds. I am not a sadist and I do not like causing real pain. Some pain yes, but not bleeding or bruising. Daddy doms are nurturers, caregivers, spoilers, and punishment handlers. I smiled at her as I collected my class's quiz as they walked out the door. She winked at me and my heart started beating faster. How do I do this? How do I keep from giving in to my desire for her? How do I sound so pathetic? Never have I felt this drawn to a woman before. I walked towards her and asked her to follow me to my office to grade the quizzes. She was able to be more helpful today as she didn't have any classes. She had to pick up some camera from Stephen but other than that she as free for the day. I intended to keep her close to me as long as I could. I thought I would try something in my office. Just for fun. When she walked in I stood close to her, "Sit down." I said sternly, she did. She asked me if she had done something wrong and I didn't answer quickly. I shouldn't be doing this because she isn't mine, but I want to see how she takes a bit of the daddy in me. "Profess..." I shushed her, "Don't speak Iris", she got quiet. I walked over to her with the cream for her burn which was almost gone. "Show me your sunburn," I said sternly, I could see her breathing increase and I could tell she was aroused by my orders. I smiled. After she removed her vest I rubbed the cream on her slowly, breathing into her ear, and secretly blowing on her neck softly. "You are so soft, Iris?" She turned red, and I knew I was right, She's a virgin. I Stood up.

"Please don't go away." She said panting, I walked back over to her kneeling face to face with her, "I can't be the man you want Iris, you don't understand. You're young and sweet, untouched and innocent, You need someone like Adam, or Stephen, to make this experience what it is meant to be. Baby, Don't you understand. I am not a good man." I said kissing her cheek softly. "I don't believe you." she said, "That's because you only see the professor, not the ruthless lawyer. Not the CEO of a soul-crushing law firm. Not the man that ran a whole team of security and Private investigators in the city. Not the man who faced real darkness, and embraced it. Iris, I came here to escape that darkness and for some reason your innocence and mouth.." I ran my fingers over her soft lips, "make me want to show you who the other part of me is. The deviance, and the kink. The raw weathered experience, that you are too young to understand. Please, you perfect beautiful soft and sweet girl, please don't drag this out of me. You might find something underneath you can't handle." She looked up at me with eyes wide, kind of like a doe in headlights. "I have questions Professor?" she asked softly, almost gulping in between words. "Ryker," I said permitting her to use my name. She swallowed but was smiling, "I have questions, Ryker." She said more confidently. I walked back to my desk chair to try to hide the pulsing in my pants. "Okay? " She was silent, I think she wasn't expecting me to allow any follow-up. I smiled at her and snickered under my breath. "Breath Iris, It's okay, we will continue to be friends and I will teach you all you need to know to be an unstoppable attorney," I said letting her off the hook. "What did you mean by darkness?" She said softly committing to her questioning. I was impressed. I was sure she was so intimidated by my approach that she would back down. I looked at her for a moment trying to calm my desire so I could focus on how to make her understand without fully disclosing my demons. "I lived in a different world before I came here to teach. I came here when Professor Skinnle invited me because I needed an out clause. I needed to get out because I was getting in too deep. I am telling you inside of me is a dark place. Somewhere you don't want to be." I said matter of factly.

"That's vague." She said rolling her eyes at me. I felt chills run through me. "You have darkness? I think everyone does Ryker. I have darkness, a whole past in Ohio that you don't know about. I might be a virgin, but I am not innocent. It sounds like you are trying to scare me away. I can feel how strong the desire is coming from you when you touch me. I can't tell you don't want to stop." I put my hand up, "I don't want to stop, Iris, but I have to. You are innocent. You're young and inexperienced. I won't ruin you like I do others. I won't tarnish all that makes you shine." I shook my head frustrated."Now grade the damn papers, and drop it." She stood up quickly from her chair, I had made her angry. "Make me." What is she doing? Why would she say that? I didn't move. "MAKE ME!" she said louder this time smirking at me. "What are you doing?" I asked in a voice I hadn't heard in some time. "Make me grade the papers." She said slowly as if to make me understand her words. I walked close to her. "Stop, do the job I have given you. You signed the mentorship contract. Do your job." I said feeling my body start to have that burn I hadn't felt since I decided to come to teach here. She leaned in closer to me, right in my face, "Make me." She said inches from my face. I couldn't stop myself, I grabbed her picked her up and slammed her into the wall behind her. I wrapped my hand around her throat and pressed my lips to hers hard. She tightened her legs around my waist and moaned into my mouth. "Why are you trying to find it?" I said breathing heavily and looking up at her, "Why do you want this?" She smiled at me licking her lips, "Honestly, I don't know, I just know my whole body is telling me to." She leaned up to kiss me again and I turned my head. "You don't know me, Iris." I sat her down, "I am not a game, this isn't a challenge to overcome. I am possessive, jealous, and strict. I want what I want and I get what I want. I don't understand limits and refusals." I said backing away from her. She had some kind of inside information. How did she know to challenge me this way? "Sit down," I said harshly pointing at the chair in front of my desk.

"Why did you do that?" I asked her as she sat down suddenly not looking as confident as she had before, "More importantly, why did you challenge me like that?" I said telling her to look at me. She looked up but not directly at me, "I can tell you like giving orders. I know you like being in control. I just wanted to see what would happen if I tested it?" She shrugged. Oh hell, she's a natural.