My professor told the whole class, “Those who haven’t completed their homework, complete it. Otherwise, you’ll all be punished tomorrow.”

While saying this, he looked directly at me and then added, “You bring these notebooks to my office.”

I was like… why did he look at me specifically? 😭

Then I just kept sitting there after Sir left the classroom. My friend elbowed me and said, “Kya hua? Jaa… Sir bula rahe hain aur tu abhi tak baithi hai?”

Saying that, she walked out of the classroom with the other students since it was break time.

What was I supposed to tell her?

That I was nervous?

I couldn’t exactly tell her the real reason.

After a moment, I finally got up from my seat and made my way towards the staff room. I knocked softly on the door with one hand.

“Come in.”

I heard his deep voice from inside.

I took a deep breath and entered.

He looked at me and gave me a knowing strict look

“You know what to do now.”

I nervously placed the notebooks on his desk and turned towards the door. I was just about to leave when his voice stopped me.

“Why didn’t you complete the assignment? What were you doing yesterday at home?”

I froze.

Of course, he knew exactly what I had been doing.

He was the only person who knew the real reason—and he was the reason I hadn’t exactly been focused on my assignment the previous evening.

For everyone else, he was the strict professor who barely smiled, never talked unnecessarily, and terrified the entire class with just one look.

But they didn’t know the other side of him.

Because my professor was actually my husband.

We had gotten married just two months ago.

At college, he was strict and serious.

At home, he was still strict and serious—but he also had a completely different side that no one could ever imagine.

I was still lost in my thoughts when his voice brought me back to reality.

“Why are you standing there?”

I blinked and looked at him.

Right.

I was still standing in the middle of the room.

“You know what to do now,” he repeated.

I slowly moved towards the table in his office, my heart beating faster with every step.

The door was closed.

The room was silent.

I knew I had disappointed him by not completing the assignment.

He walked towards me with that same serious expression on his face.

I lowered my eyes, unable to meet his gaze.

“Look at me.”

I slowly raised my eyes.

He stared at me for a few seconds before saying in a low voice, “You knew I would ask about the assignment.”

I nodded.

“And yet you didn't complete it.”

“I’m sorry,” I whispered.

He raised an eyebrow.

“Sorry?”

I nodded again.

"You know what to do now."

I moved towards the table of his office..Then I bent down a little and rolled down the panty till my knee and pushed up the skirt till my waist..

Then I jumped on the table and lay down on it with my pussy visible and my legs dangling below the table..

Yes !! this is how I was lying half naked with my panties around my knee and my pussy visible to him..

He came towards me slowly and with a serious expression on his face slapped on my pussy..My body jerked from the slap.. After that he again slapped..

I moaned sirrr..

Ahhh...

He continued slapping on my pussy for like 20 times..

It was humiliating for me by getting punished like this for not completing my assignment..

But I was in no position to say no..He is my husband..

But if I say no I know he will stop or maybe not.

I just never tried saying no.. Not even once I tried to stop him.

If I want I can get away and go to my parents home and complain about all this but I don't know why I am doing it.

I guess I want to cry and get treated like this bent over the table naked in my professor's office..