Lexi was awoken by the blaring sound of her alarm clock, leaving her feeling dazed and confused. Although she didn't have any classes scheduled for the day, she knew she had to complete her notes for Professor Warwick. She quickly got out of bed and went to her closet to pick out something decent to wear, other than her usual uniform. However, she stopped to ponder whether she needed to wear normal clothes since she was still going to school. She wondered what Professor Warwick would be wearing and whether he would be dressed similarly to his school attire since that's all she had ever seen him in.

As she gazed at him, her mind raced with excitement and anticipation. She pondered deeply over what she yearned to do. She had set her sights on becoming his pet, and the thought of it made her heart race with excitement. She thought of a devilish plan, one that would help her achieve her goal. Perhaps she would walk into the room, appearing to be exhausted and disheveled, and pretend as if she hadn't completed any of the lessons. She imagined him taking his anger out on her, and the idea of it filled her with a sense of joy and excitement.

She clutched her neatly pressed uniform close to her chest as she walked towards the bathroom, eager to change into it. As she entered the bathroom, she carefully laid out the articles of clothing on the counter. The thought crossed her mind that she wouldn't wear any underwear beneath her skirt but would opt for a delicate black lace bra under her crisp white shirt. She gazed at her reflection in the mirror, running her fingers through her tangled curls. She decided to skip the comb and instead applied a quick touch of makeup to her face and brushed her teeth.

"There," she whispered under her breath as she glanced at her reflection. Lexi was pleased with her appearance, she tried to brush out the idea that Mr.Warwick may not be as pleased as she was but that just gave her room for improvement.

With a smile on her face, she jolted out of the room, ensuring she had her bag that was filled with all the necessary items. She hastily walked towards the elevator and pressed the button. As she stepped inside, she held her skirt tightly to prevent the gust of air from flaring it up. She was relieved when she reached her destination, and the door opened with a ding, revealing the main hall that led out of the building. She walked confidently towards the exit, feeling grateful for her successful trip.

As she walked through the security checkpoint, she felt a rush of excitement and nervousness. She had to make sure that no one noticed her, especially the security personnel. She clutched her skirt tightly and quickened her pace, hoping to avoid any suspicious glances.

After successfully passing the checkpoint, she made her way toward the B hall, which led to the school's office section. The hall was bustling with students rushing to their classes, but she managed to navigate through the crowd without any issues. Finally, she reached the office section and scanned her ID to gain entry.

As she walked through the line of students waiting to enter the school's office, she could feel their curious eyes on her. But she kept her head down and moved quickly, determined to reach her destination. Finally, she arrived at a door marked 'Office of Mr. Warwick Reed'.

Taking a deep breath, she pushed open the door and stepped inside.

Mr. Warwick sat facing his computer, typing away. Lexi's book was propped next to his screen.

Lexi then stood like a stature awaiting his eyes on her.

Which wasn't long since Mr.Warwick was just sending an email.

"Sit," he stated and she did exactly that, plopping right into the blue metal chair in front of him.

This made her squirm as the skirt flopped back revealing her bare bottom to the cold metal of the chair.

"Comfortable?" he questioned as his body turned to her to take her in.

"Not quite, didn't think metal chairs is what they had in offices now."

"I removed the other chairs a while ago, didn't want anybody feeling too comfortable in my office," he grinned.

Lexi began to feel unsure about her choice of clothing as the metal of the chair didn't compliment her warm bottom, what she was wearing only made her more uncomfortable to appear before her professor with such a devilish plan. She then rummaged through her bag, hoping to offer up something amid the silence between them – perhaps her notes, she thought to herself.

She then offered a crumbled paper to him as she planned and his eyes widened. He scanned it and then chuckled.

He questioned, "What the hell is this?" as he stood up, giving her a full view of his attire. His arms bulged out of his thin, cream-colored shirt, and his tan skin peeked out from the parts he had rolled up to reveal a decently tattooed arm with an array of bead bands.

"Erm," she stuttered, she wasn't expecting this reply.

"I want to make it clear that I do not appreciate you bringing me a crumpled piece of paper like this to my office again. We live in one of the wealthiest areas with a predominantly black population, and it is unacceptable for you to present me with such an unprofessional appearance. How dare you?"

He then pressed his palms on the side of her paper looking utterly distraught.

"I'm sorry sir," she mumbled under her breath.

He then looked up to see her untamed hair, basic makeup, and disheveled attire.

He felt a sudden surge of rage and asked, "Why do you look like you just woke up and walked in here? Didn't you care about your appearance today? Excuse me, but is that a lace bra you're wearing? What's going on, Ms. Cook?"

His stern face now looked over to his closet, it was like he longed for this day.

"I am going to have to ask you Ms.Cook to leave or I will have to do something I don't want to do," he stated.

Lexi propped up in her chair, straightening her back, trying not to let the surge of holiness affect her. Her thoughts now racing for how he would punish her. She then rocked back and forth on the metal chair like a horny dog.

He then walked around his desk and past her to the door, locking it. He then walked over to her and set his hands on her shoulder.

"You leave now and I will allow you one more day to finish the assignment, Lexi, I don't think you want me to punish you."

Lexi couldn't help her wetness now preparing to slip out of your lower lips. She let out a sigh as his hands slowly trailed down to her breast. He then gripped them with passion as he kissed the sides of her neck.

It was like he wanted to do this for a while to her and he had been longing to caress her body but something else lured in the background. He was almost rushing this experience like it wasn't a pleasure for him.

He then pressed his right hand against her neck and allowed his left hand to fall to her now leaking lips. She gasped again as his hands rimmed her hole every so lightly.

"Please sir," she begged but he ignored her.

Instead, he removed his fingers and ordered her up, "Bend over my desk."

Just like that she became his pet and bent over just as he demanded.

She couldn't wait for him to reveal her bare ass to his hand but instead of his hand silence occurred. She waited eagerly but still in silence. She tried to look back but his hand pushed her down and turned her head back into position.

"Good pets do not rush their master," he stated.

She grinned, he knew exactly what she wanted this whole time it was like he could read her dirty mind. He wanted this as much as she did.

Then like that, her grin was now a cry in agony, "owwww," she cried as a cane popped her right on her ass. She wanted to pull her skirt down now and reach back but her new master was now ready and cranked the cane down to pop her hand.

"Be still, pet," he demanded.

Lexi now was tearing up from the pop to her hand, never before had a master treated her like that. What a sadist, she thought to herself.

He then whirled up the cane again to plop her right on her bottom again and with every hit she cried out like a little schoolgirl. Good thing Mr.Warwick had asked the school to soundproof his office so that he could 'practice' his music studies and not disturb the school, great thing they believed that so that he could deliver his intended desires on Lexi.

After delivering his intended strokes he then pulled her up and placed the cane between her cheeks, "hold that," he chuckled.

As he shifted his attention, his gaze fixated on the gleaming belt buckle resting on the nearby table. With a swift motion, he reached out and snatched it, feeling the cool metal against his fingertips. The weight of the buckle in his hand seemed to amplify his determination, fueling his desire to inflict pain upon Lexi. There was no room for mercy or compassion in his heart; he was firm in his intention to deny her any form of pleasure.

His fingers manipulated the buckle, loosening it from its tight grip around his waist. The sound of the leather strap sliding through the metal loops echoed in the room, a chilling reminder of the impending torment he was about to unleash. Each twist and turn of the buckle seemed to symbolize the unraveling of any kindness or empathy within him.

A sinister smile crept across his face as he contemplated the pain he would inflict upon Lexi. His mind was consumed with thoughts of her squealing in discomfort but it was clear to him the potential Lexi held. She was top of her class and her urge for learning was unlike her classmates. By the end of the semester with his help, she would surely be the most captivating Philosopher.

He then rose the belt and quickly plated her down on her ass. She yelped but kept the cane planted between her brown cheeks. He grinned again as he delivered another slap after another to her bottom.

"I want obedience," he ordered. He then slapped the belt to her back.

"I want well-groomed pets," he ordered, then another slap followed.

"I want manners, elegance, grace, and above all brains," he then delivered five hard strokes of the belt to her back making the cane fall almost gracefully to the ground.

She then cried like a 5-year-old girl gripping her eyes as tears poured down her face though he didn't comfort her instead he silently placed the cane back between her cheeks and promptly bent her back over.

"I'm not done," he whispered.

She then bent back into position now shaking and trembling under his command. He knew that if she was to respect her he would need to destroy any form of ego within side her.

"The ego controls you when you let your emotions control your logic. The logical thing always is to listen to my words not what you think I would do but what have I stated that I am capable of doing. I am capable of punishing you like this for hours Lexi. Now will I? Do not think about that, think about what I am doing to you now not what I will do and not what I have done. This is the most important knowledge you can have."

Lexi reluctantly shook her head in agreement. He then slowly rose his belt again to her now bruised ass.

With a force that seemed to shake through the room, he swung the belt down, striking her with a resounding thud. The impact stung, but she refused to let it break her spirit. Determined to show her understanding, she didn't out like before. However, this time, instead of succumbing to tears, she mustered up her strength and replaced the cane in between her cheeks once more without the need of repremanding. With a deep breath, she bent back over, ready to face whatever came next.

The sound of the belt hitting her skin echoed in the room again, leaving a lingering tension in the air. It was clear that he was not holding back this time. The pain cycled through her, but she refused to let it consume her. As the cane slipped from her grasp, she stood tall, her eyes filled with a fierce determination. She knew that she had to push through this moment, to prove her understanding.

The belt came crashing down once again, the force behind it almost unbearable. The sting of the impact was intense, but she refused to let it break her obedience. As the cane slipped from her cheeks, she straightened her back and took a deep breath. This time, instead of crumbling under the weight of the pain, she made a conscious decision to grab it yet again and replace it's positioning back to ass.

"Good girl," he charmed.

He then grabbed the cane tossing it to the side.

"Turn to me," he demanded.

A more disarrayed Lexi turned around. Makeup smeared, hair frayed to its side and her shirt now leaking with spots of wet makeup stains. He knew that he would not be able to send her back to her dorm like this.

He went over to grab his coat from his coat from his desk chair.

"Put this on, please use the wipes in my closet to remove all of your makeup, Ms.Cook," he stated and with that, he quickly removed himself from the room, not forgetting to buckle his belt and replace the cane to the closet.

Lexi's body trembled as she stood there, utterly drained from her encounter with Mr. Warwick. The intensity of their interaction had left her physically and emotionally spent, but her mind was still swirling with confusion. She couldn't help but question her thoughts, unsure of what to make of this perplexing situation. Unlike other Masters she had encountered, Mr. Warwick had shown no interest in pleasuring her, offering no aftercare or even a single word of affection. All he had given her was pain, unadulterated and unapologetic. It was at that moment that Lexi realized, with a chilling certainty, that Mr. Warwick was a true sadist, deriving pleasure from her suffering.

As she stood there, her body aching and her mind racing, Lexi couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. Part of her was repulsed by Mr. Warwick's cold and brute behavior, the absence of any tenderness or care. Yet, there was also a strange fascination that lingered within her, a curiosity about the depths of his sadistic nature. It was as if she had stumbled upon a forbidden world, one that both terrified and intrigued her. Lexi knew that this encounter had changed her, leaving an indelible mark on her soul. She was now faced with a choice - to run away from this darkness or to embrace it, to explore the depths of her desires. And as she stood there, exhausted and uncertain, Lexi knew that her journey had only just begun.