My main male character of my WIP: Supernatural 101 (pending title) refused to tell me his name so I scheduled an appointment in his office. Read how well that worked out below:
“Okay, because my concentration sucks and I really need to find out more about you, I am writing the scene rather than thinking about it in my head.” Adaline tapped her foot on the floor as she sat in the office of Professor Matthews. He refused to tell her his first name and it made it extremely difficult to write a story that referred to him as his title alone for 50,000 words.
Professor Matthews smirked. “Aren’t you afraid that you’ll wind up over my lap in here? Your behavior has left much to be desired lately. Like Ms. Dawson, you have quite the attitude lately.”
Adaline cringed. “I’m here to find out more about you and get more insight to the story that I am telling. I am not here to have my attitude or behavior scrutinized.”
Professor Matthews stood up from his desk and joined her on the couch. “I’ll tell you my first name if you agree-“
Adaline balked and stood up. “Wait, wait, wait! I can see that look in your eye. It’s the same way that you make offers with Devon and I know how those play out. I’ve written them.”
“You are merely an observer, dear Adaline. You watch what we do together and capture that interaction on paper.” Professor Matthews took her hand.
Adaline made the mistake of looking into his eyes. Sure enough those damn purple flames pulled her in as well. “Ah, well, I guess.”
“Then let me continue. I will tell you my first name if you experience firsthand what I do to women who act like little girls around me. You are an adult and yet you behave like a spoiled teenager.” Professor Matthews sat her on his knee.
Adaline balked again. “I do not behave like a spoiled teenager and for all I care you can be nameless!”
Professor Matthews shook his head. “You’ve been dying to know my name for weeks.”
Adaline pulled her hand away. She did not like where this little interaction was going. He was her character, damn it, why did he attempt to dominate her? “I could care less.” She shimmied off his lap.
Professor Matthews took a hold of her chin. “If it was not important to you, you would not have agreed to this in the first place. My offer is on the table, what is your answer?”
Adaline felt a knot in her stomach. She really needed to know his name for the rest of her story. On one hand she could just name him Bartholomew and no one would know the difference.
“Next time pick a name you can spell in your head. If you call me that I will refuse to speak to you.” Professor Matthew’s let go of her face. “You asked for this meeting not me.”
Adaline fretted. “You aren’t allowed to read my thoughts. Stay out of my head.”
“I live in your head, so really let’s make this quick. Do you want to know my name or not?” Professor Matthews glanced at the clock on his wall and then refocused on her.
“I feel like I am in a bad reverse version of Rumplestiltskin.” Adaline sighed. Wait a second; this isn’t a real spanking so why am I fighting over this?
“You don’t want to let me have control. If I lead, I lead in all things. So, what is your choice? How badly do you want to know my name?” Professor Matthews held out his hand.
“Oh for fuck’s sake!” Adaline took his hand and let him move her over his lap.
“Did anyone ever tell you that you have the vocabulary of a sailor?” Professor Matthews tapped her left cheek.
“You are not removing my jeans.” Adaline snipped.
Professor Matthews tapped several more times. “Keep it up and I will.”
“What are you spanking me for?” Adaline wiggled upwards. Desperate need of a spanking should not involve your characters, be they dominant or not.
“You let my story sit untouched for months. Do you know how boring it is in your head with nothing to do?” Professor Matthews tapped several more times.
Adaline bucked once. The last smack was harder than the others. “Apparently it can’t be that boring since you find my attitude – ouch!” She turned to glare over her shoulder. “That hurt.”
“What did you expect? If you can’t take what you dish out to your heroines then perhaps you should be easier on them.” Professor Matthews rained his hand down over and over again. He alternated cheeks and increased his speed.
“They are doing stupid and dangerous things or behaviors! They should get spanked. Ouch!” Adaline bucked again. “Ouch! What are you spanking me for?”
“You have a bad habit of procrastinating on important tasks and I don’t like the self-doubt that continues to seep into your thoughts. Just let the scenes play out and write them. Is that understood?” Professor Matthews expertly smacked her sit spot with gusto.
“Fuck! Ouch!” Adaline screeched.
“I told you about your colorful choice of words.” Professor Matthews reached for the clasp to her jeans.
“No, no, no…if I post this on my blog I am not getting a bare ass spanking!” Adaline wiggled back down his lap. “I’m sorry! I won’t curse at you.”
“I’m not completely convinced of that but I’ll leave your pants on.” Professor Matthews continued to spank her.
Adaline tried to stay quiet but his hand really was worse than a paddle. It stung like a whip. “I am sorry that I haven’t been on my best behavior. Please stop!”
Professor Matthews paused. “I expect you to set a goal for my story and stick to it. If I have to spank you again I’m sure you will get a lot of heat from your readers.”
“I said I am sorry, and I mean it. I won’t let things slide just because it means more work. I will create a better work life balance. Please! I feel really sorry for Devon right now. If it were me, I would already be listening to you!” Adaline wiped away a tear. It was odd enough to write the interaction between the two of them that she could not focus on the fact that he also made her cry.
“You will finish our story and it will be well worth the time that you spend on it.” Professor Matthews landed two more sharp taps against her cheeks. He righted her on his lap.
Adaline grabbed the strategically placed boxed of tissues and blew her nose. “I’m extremely impatient. Once I start a project I just want to get to the end.”
Professor Matthews sighed as he tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear. “Your impatience will only lead to shoddy craftsmanship. Take your time just don’t slack.”
Adaline nodded. “I will keep that in mind.” The knot that formed earlier finally dissipated. “Is there anything else that I should know?”
Professor Matthews nodded. “There are many things that you should know, what sort of things do you want to know?”
Adaline bit her lip. “I really want to know your name. I tried to have Devon search for it but I didn’t think that was the right one.”
Professor Matthews wiped away her last tear. “Ms. Dawson did attempt to search for my name and you’re right it was not correct. I told her to go onto the school website but I kept that information from you as well. You irritated me, Adaline, and I didn’t want that to be simple for you.”
Adaline took in a breath. “I allowed you to spank me in exchange for your name. Can you please tell me what it is?”
Professor Matthews smiled. “I had thought you figured it out about a week ago but you kept dropping it.”
“For a while I thought your first name was also Devon.” Adaline relaxed. He would follow through with his promise.
“It’s Donovan. I tried to tell you that before but you shot it down.” Professor Matthews gave the graceful shrug that she had observed so often.
“Donovan? That’s not a sexy-“Adaline trailed off as she caught a look.
“Et, et, et.” Professor Donovan Matthews chided. “You don’t want to reveal too much of the story yet.”
Adaline let out a long breath. “Thank you for telling me your name.”
Donovan released her from his grip. “You’re welcome. Now, go write. I have a lot more things to accomplish.”
“Thank you, Professor Matthews. I know you are a busy man.” Adaline smiled as she stood up.
“I can always make time from my creator. Now, go on before I change my mind.” Professor Matthews smirked.
Adaline flushed and hurried out of his office. “Devon’s going to get punished for this.”
Copy rite Adaline Raine
Work in Progress – Will submit to Stormy Night
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Tis is not erotica but contains non-consensual spankings in a college setting. Not your typical teacher/student relationship.
Blurb: Devon Dawson is in her junior year of college when she loses her father to a terminal disease and her mother in a car accident inside of six months.
Devon though an adult by the world’s standards is now orphaned. She has no one to help her break down the wall that she has built around herself and instead has turned to alcohol to drown out the grief.
On a whim she signs up for an elective about supernatural creatures with sexy Professor Matthews. The handsome teacher with a dark secret and no tolerance policy is determined to bring back Devon’s motivation to excel even if he has to hold her accountable with physical consequences.
After Professor Matthews saves Devon's life and reveals his secret, Devon finds herself at a crossroads. Will Devon allow Professor Matthews to push her to succeed or is she too numb to feel anything again?
See yesterday's post for a teaser excerpt. (subject to change) I was also nominated for the Sunshine award by Mr. Joseph McNamara and will have that post up tomorrow.