Professor 5

The corridor outside the lecture hall was empty, its fluorescent lights humming softly overhead as Maddox tightened his grip on the back of his collar. The heavy chain still clinked between his legs, the metal weight dragging with every step, a cruel reminder of ownership that he wore like a brand.

He stumbled slightly, the overstimulation from earlier leaving his legs weak, his body still trembling from the relentless teasing and denial. Maddox didn’t offer an ounce of mercy. Instead, he pulled him forward, firm and unyielding, his eyes dark with that fierce possessive hunger that left no room for resistance.

“Come,” Maddox commanded, voice low and cold.

His breath hitched, and despite every instinct screaming to collapse, he obeyed, following the professor down the long corridor toward an unknown destination. His jeans hung loosely around his hips, a little soaked from earlier release, and the chain clanked with each step, drawing maddening attention to his exposed cock beneath the fabric.

The hallways were silent, no one around to witness the possession Maddox claimed with every movement. The air was thick with tension, his heart hammering in his chest, partly from fear and partly from a twisted desire that Maddox controlled so expertly.

After several turns, Maddox stopped before a door he’d never seen before—plain, nondescript, marked only with a small plaque that read “Faculty Lounge – Private”.

Without hesitation, Maddox pushed it open and dragged him inside.

The room was dim, warm, and furnished with plush leather chairs, a heavy desk cluttered with papers, and a small bar cart stocked with liquor and glassware. Maddox closed the door behind them, the lock clicking shut with a satisfying finality.

“Undress.”

His hands trembled as he peeled off his wet jeans and underwear, standing completely naked beneath Maddox’s unwavering gaze. The chain was still fastened tight at the base of his cock, the metal weight hanging heavy, pulling relentlessly.

Maddox stepped close, his breath hot against the boy’s ear. “Tonight, you won’t be allowed to touch yourself. You belong to me.”

He swallowed hard, the cold weight between his legs and Maddox’s fierce presence leaving him utterly exposed.

From the duffel bag Maddox brought in, he pulled out a thick leather harness lined with silver buckles and straps. “This,” Maddox said, running his fingers over the supple leather, “will keep you restrained, and you’ll love every second of it.”

Before he could protest, Maddox expertly fastened the harness around his chest and hips, the straps tightening with precise pressure that left him breathless but helpless. The cuffs on his wrists clicked into place again, securing his arms above his head to the sturdy metal frame of an antique coat rack.

His ankles were cuffed wide, locked to heavy chains anchored to the floor, forcing his legs apart just enough to leave him vulnerable and open.

He trembled as Maddox circled him like a predator, fingertips trailing fire over his heated skin. Then the professor took the vibrating wand—the same powerful toy from before—and pressed it against the swollen head of his cock.

The sudden buzzing sent a shockwave through his body. His hips jerked involuntarily, but the restraints held him firmly.

“You won’t come until I say,” Maddox growled, pinching and twisting his nipples mercilessly as the vibrations ramped higher.

Time blurred. The constant stimulation left him gasping, sweat slick on his skin, muscles twitching under the relentless assault of sensations.

Maddox’s hand moved lower, pressing a small silicone plug against his entrance, lubed and ready. With a slow, deliberate push, the plug stretched him wide, filling him completely.

The weight at his cock tugged hard, making every shiver and convulsion a sharp reminder of his captivity.

Maddox didn’t stop there.

He produced nipple clamps, their cold metal clicking softly as he fastened them tightly. The boy hissed, biting back a cry as Maddox tugged on the chains attached to the clamps, sending a sharp pain that mixed with pleasure.

The vibrating wand never ceased, buzzing relentlessly against his cock, pushing him closer and closer to the edge—but always denying release.

“Beg,” Maddox demanded, voice rough with control.

His voice was barely more than a whisper, broken and desperate. “Please… please let me cum…”

“Not yet.”

The professor’s grip tightened, fingers digging into his skin as the boy writhed helplessly in his restraints.

Minutes stretched into an eternity. His body shook uncontrollably, hips bucking against invisible walls, mind fogged and aching with need.

Finally, Maddox withdrew the plug, releasing some of the tension deep inside.

Then his hand found the boy’s cock again, stroking hard and fast.

The release was explosive—muscles clenching, breath ragged, every nerve ending alight with sensation. Maddox held him steady, steadying him through the intense waves of pleasure until he was spent, trembling in the restraints.

When he finally relaxed, Maddox leaned close, voice low and possessive.

“You’re mine. Never forget it.”

The weight clinked softly against the floor as Maddox unlocked his cuffs and released him from the harness, but the mark of ownership lingered—deep in his skin and soul.

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