Professor of Magic... Please Breed Me!

Casting spells at the college level isn't kid's stuff-- especially when one cute coed tries to get approval for a ritual that's supposed to end with her pregnant. Her advisor doesn't think she has the nerve to go through with all that involves, but is willing to let her prove him wrong-- right on the desk of his office.

Warning: This 3,500 word story contains sex between a professor and his grad student, mild D/s themes, misuse of a ritual dagger, a sadistic spanking, and one horny co-ed desperate to get pregnant!

"'Do you truly have the will to get knocked up in the name of academic progress?'
'I do, sir.'
'Show me.' He towered over where I sat in the small chair.
My mind raced. How was I supposed to show him I was really able to go through with this? I thought of the students who'd come before me. What had the ones who'd gotten his approval done?
I took a deep breath and made up my mind. No sense in hesitating too much.
'As you read in my proposal, sir, my preferred partner for the rite is you. As my advisor, you'd then be able to oversee the most crucial phase of the project which is closed to non-participants. And you're perfect for the role, as far as magical qualifications.'
He said nothing.
I stood up and walked over to him. 'So if you're asking me to show you that I'm won't chicken out when it comes to letting you impregnate me in the context of a full formal ritual, well...' I stood right in front of him, and met his hard grey eyes. 'I'm more than willing to let you ... right now.'"