Extra curricular studies

Flesh can bruise and break with every bite
I want you to do this
Make me bleed
Never stop in the places you kiss.

Many more times
Not once or thrice.
Command me
I'll not settle for sadistic advice.

No fight for dominance
A battle not lost nor fought
I'm yours for as long as you want me
But settle down, or we'll get caught.

My shrieking stopped
Replaced by moans.
Your tie around my eyes
and hands at my thighs.

Quicken your pace
We've little time left,
I'm yet to return the favour
And I'm to get dressed.

We'll be late for next lesson
Of that I'm sure
What do we say this time
"Sorry, she's a whore"?

On my knees now
How thoughts race.
Stationary cupboard is close.
How good you taste.

Our 'extra studies' multiply
In a manner most prudent.
You're always my teacher
And I, your student.