"I'm blindfolded, naked, and tied to a bed." Spencer retorted, the whimpers cutting through her planned exasperated tone. Yes, she was enjoying this, but she was still unnerved. "I don't know where I am. I'm...." She took a breath. "I'm not in control. I've never not been in control." She wasn't the usual dominant one in her past, but she had still always managed to stay in control, even from the bottom. But Carrow ha taken that away and she was still adjusting to it. She squirmed absentmindedly.
Spencer gasped, her chest rising up and down as the cock slid into her. She had never had anything this size, anything at all besides fingers. It was stretching her and she felt as though she could feel in through her body. The mix of pain and pleasure that shot through her in waves was a perfect balance. "Fuck..." She groaned in a highly uncharacteristic fashion. Spencer was never one to curse. "Please...yes...professor..."
Feeling the cock fully in her and filling her, A loud moan escaped Spencer. As Carrow began to push it in and out, she slowly became accustomed to it and before long her hips bucked up to meet it. "H-harder..."