Not as a matter of "respect" but more of a matter of nerves! Sable re-entered the room with a long red wig and told me to lift my head and close my ey...s. I obeyed. The wig was seated on my balding head and she fluffed it all over. She then told to get dressed in my new clothes while we talked some more. I slipped on the panties. My cock was starting to get very hard. Sable asked what fem name I would like. I always liked Vicky so that is what I decided.I slipped the bra on, clasping it from the. "Everyone ready?" I asked, though it wouldn't matter, I'd pass out the test regardless. I gave everyone in the first row their papers, and almost as if they we're programmed robots, they passed the rest back and began. ~The End Of Class~ "Ever, may I speak with you after everyone leaves?" "Sure, Dr. Benson," she said, sounding rather bored. I watched everyone leave the class, Stephanie lingering for a bit, then leaving after me giving her a look. That's all it takes sometimes, eye contact, not. I cannot control mu urge anymore, All I am asking is for a chance to fuck you once.Kavitha: You utter one more word and I am going to call your father now!Me: Aunty I shall pay you. ( I don’t know what I was thinking)Kavitha: What?? You think I am a prostitute??Me: (Almost begging!) Please only one chance!Kavitha: ( Her tone changed!) Get out! I am giving you one more chance, speak again and I shall call your father.I came out of her room and wondered, giving me a chance! After I said I will. ’After 22 floggings, I was shivering, skin red, stinging. I loved everyone of them. I was untied, and he picked me up to the sofa. I was laying down. He grabbed a tube of Eucerin ointment rubbing the ointment on my punished back. He was concerned because I never used the safe word. I was in tears. I sobbed. He caressed my face, my lips, and he kissed me. I was a bit disturbed. I was puzzled. I didn’t know how to react.‘I cannot do this. I am a student. You are a teacher. Such an educational.