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“We need to cram this for your test next week.”
“No, I’m just— I’m gonna just skim my notes, I’m gonna be fine.”
“No, you’re not doing that.”
“Look, Sevika. Chemistry isn’t my strongest suit, and it’s yours so it looks easy to you but there’s no way I’m going to pass with whatever this—” you glanced at the open book, “—cracking shit is.”
“Cracking paraffin to yield gasoline,” Sevika said through gritted teeth.
“Yeah, that,” you waved a hand dismissively.
Sevika sighed and snaked a hand down under your knees and picked you up with ease. You yelped— hands shooting out to wrap around her neck as you steadied yourself there.
“Sevika! What are you doing!?”
“Teaching you chemistry.”
She sat down on the chair across your study desk, and flipped your skirt up. Your eyes widened and you tried to pull it back down just to get it pulled up against by her other hand, your ass now settled perfectly on her lap.
You tried to look up, but then the sound of fabric tearing filled your ears.
She had torn your panties off.
“You’re gonna study chemistry whether you like it or not.” Sevika rubbed your pussy, letting you feel the warmth of her hand.
“Sevika…”
“Shhh.” Sevika pulled your pussy lips apart, teasing your entrance with just the tips of her fingers, “you’re not to speak a word if it ain’t from your notes or your textbook.”
Your hole fluttered— desperate to be filled and used but Sevika didn’t give in. She just smirked and used her other hand to flip a page of the question bank, eyes set there.
“Alright, let’s start with some good ol’ organic chem.”
You felt your heart drop.
If there was any subject you were terrible at, that was chemistry. But even in chemistry there were things you couldn’t stand seeing— one of them being organic chemistry. There was way too much to remember and it just wasn’t your element.
“So, let’s start… What’s the byproduct of cracking longer chain alkanes?”
“I’m unsure—”
Smack!
Sevika’s open palm hit your pussy hard making it throb and sting. You flinched at the impact, your clit twitching and you could feel your face getting hotter already. Sevika rubbed it soothingly, almost condescendingly.
“That’s one of the basic things to know about cracking, baby, how do you not know that?”
Smack!
You cried out this time, holding the edge of the table.
“Repeat after me; Alkenes are byproducts of cracking and they’re very useful in synthesis and making polymers like polythene.”
“Alkenes—” you started— Sevika shoved in two fingers making you squeak and clench, you continued, “alkenes are byproducts a-and they’re useful in synthesis and making polythene…”
“Good girl,” she rubbed your clit using her thumb, pressing the nerves causing you to squirm on her lap. You moaned out softly as she smeared your wetness and teased you using her thick fingers. “See, you’re good at chemistry if you just try, but that’s what my slut doesn’t wanna do.”
“That’s not true, I do try, I just… don’t get it.” You tried to defend yourself but there wasn’t really much to defend.
You could’ve said you studied before your tests but you weren’t good at it regardless— that would’ve been a lie. You usually flunked your chemistry tests because you didn’t care to study properly.
“Well, you’re gonna get it now,” Sevika pulled her fingers out leaving you aching and needy.
“What do alkenes produce when it reacts with a halogen dissolved in water?”
“Alcohol and hydrogen..?” You blinked up at her.
Sevika clicked her tongue— smack! Smack!
The impact was harsh— your pussy stung and throbbed from the pain. A small sob escaped you.
“It hurts…”
“Well, it’s supposed to hurt. The correct answer is— halogenoalcohol and hydrogen halide.” Sevika kissed your temple, “at this rate, you’re not getting any sleep tonight… let’s try that again.”
Sevika was ruthless with her punishments throughout the entire revision with her. You were a sobbing, drooling mess every time she smacked your cunt and ordered you to repeat the correct answer.
You couldn’t say that it wasn’t working. It was working… a little too good.
Your pussy was sore, reddened and hurt to the slightest touch now. Sevika just let out a sigh before she rubbed you.
“Oh… please, it’s— it hurts…” you whispered, voice soft and hoarse from sobbing.
“Oh, I know, sweet thing,” she said, voice filled with faux sympathy, “but you make me do this to you all the time. I just want the best for my sweet girl.”
“Mmm…”
“Let’s get you cleaned up and we can study again in the evening,” Sevika said sweetly before she moved herself off the chair and sat you down.
You barely could fathom the contrast of her personality when she knelt between your legs and wiped you clean from your sticky residue.
“You didn’t even give me an orgasm…”
“Well, maybe if you studied and gave me some solid answers— you’d get a good fucking.”
You blinked at her. Your mind was set. You were determined to chase pleasure. Anything to get the orgasm… or two that you knew you deserved wholeheartedly.
After Sevika gave you a bath where she spoiled you with kisses and praise— you were sitting on the bed beside her, wearing no underwear under your big t-shirt because of how sore your cunt was. Sevika was next to you, arms wrapped around you as she idly stroked your hair, tucking it behind your ear.
Her eyes were closed— she was tired which was natural considering how much responsibility she was shouldering. Your eyes were fixed on your notes, you rustled them— eyes laser-focused.
You didn’t stop revising until the sun had started to set.
You leaned back, your arms wrapping around Sevika’s bicep as you leaned your head on the curve of her shoulder.
“You done with your prep?” Sevika asked, voice a little raspy from not speaking.
You gave her a challenging grin, “yes. I am fully prepared.”
“Let’s test that out,” Sevika pulled the blanket off your legs, picking you up with ease. She marched to the study desk with you in her arms, settling you there on the desk, “spread.”
You obliged, slowly spreading your legs. She bunched your tee around your waist, you were so stupidly wet and giddy at the thought of getting rewarded.
Sevika asked you a few questions— each and every one of them, you answered accurately. You stammered when answering one of them but you did so anyway, and were successful. Sevika couldn’t deny— she was indeed very impressed.
“See! I got it right!” You said, your feet kicking excitedly making Sevika chuckle.
“Yeah, baby, you did get it right,” she leaned in and kissed your forehead, cradling your face with a gentle hand that dwarfed your face easily, “my smart girl. My sweetest smart girl.”
“I love you,” you giggled, “my syllabus is finally completed!”
“I love you more, baby, I’m so fucking proud of you.” Sevika ran her fingers through your hair, smiling at you as her other hand rested on your pussy.
You looked up, “are you gonna reward me, now, daddy?”
Sevika didn’t answer but a smirk tugged at her lips.
Maintaining a slow teasing pace, Sevika inserted two digits first. Your wetness made them slide in easily as she slowly let them sink inside up to her knuckles. She kissed you. You let her tongue in your mouth, eyes closing to allow her to tongue fuck your mouth. Saliva trickled down the side of your mouth as she pulled back for a second just to stare at you with her half-lidded silver eyes.
“My beautiful intelligent doll,” she went back to the kiss.
You smiled at that.
Sevika’s fingers started working in your pussy— slow thrusts but they were deep, wet sounds filled the room as she pressed hickeys and kissed down your neck.
Your collarbone and chest were decorated with marks from her that you could only pray would fade by the day of the test. Sevika curled her fingers slowly— you moaned louder and your arms around her tightened as you buried your face into the curve of her shoulder.
“Shh, baby, you’re doing well, takin’ me like my good girl that I know you are,” Sevika praised, her voice soft and loving.
She pulled her fingers out slowly— added another— and slowly pushed inside three of her fingers together making you whine and moan, throwing your head back.
Her three fingers pumped hard and deep. Sevika cooed as she shoved up to her knuckles, “there y’go, sugar. Takin’ me like a fuckin’ champ.”
You whined softly and started grinding back against her hand, seeking more friction.
Sevika smirked, “that’s it, good girl, be desperate. Show me how desperate you are.”
“I’m so wet— I’m so wet for you,” you admitted, your cheeks burning red.
Another thrust— a wet squelch. Your body left the desk surface, heels digging into the wooden edge as you squirted your release everywhere.
“Shit, that’s hot,” Sevika pulled you closer to kiss you again.
You giggled into the kiss, pulling away, saying, “y’know, this is the first time I’ve got some productive chemistry revision in.”