This story is some fan fiction and maybe alternative storyline for a series by DJ Black “Abraham Heights”. You can find the original for sale in the Library of Spank Fiction. While I enjoyed the series I felt it veered off course midway through and have written this alternative storyline. Enjoy.
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Donna Warren stretched out her arms, delighted. She was in her apartment getting ready to go out for the night. It's been just a short time since she moved out of Carlton House but she was enjoying every minute of it.
For those that don't remember, Donna Warren is a new professor at the Burnsville Ladies College at Abraham Heights University. When she first arrived she was mistakenly placed in Carlton House, a student dorm, overseen by Mrs. Main. Mrs. Main was a stickler for the rules who kept all the residents in line with firm over the knee spankings. Unfortunately for Dr. Warren, she too was held to the same rules. Missing 10pm curfew by even just one minute meant a sound bare bottom spanking over Mrs. Main's lap with a hard, wooden hairbrush. No matter how she protested or what Donna said, Mrs. Main was not deterred. In her eyes, anyone staying in the house followed the rules or else. As faculty meetings often ran late, Donna found herself soundly spanked on more than one occasion. This was truly embarrassing for a 28 year old professor. In spite of this, she didn't move out immediately. She wouldn't admit it but the spankings had a strange attraction. True she would love to watch someone *else* get spanked. But that wasn't possible so she had to satisfy herself with hearing about them or seeing the other students lined up before or after. Just being around the spankings was titillating. Eventually though she decided she had to move out. She was simply getting too many spankings and she was scared to death the students would find out.
Taking advantage of her newfound freedom and curfewless nights she would go out fairly frequently. Either for dinner and drinks or even just drinks. She especially liked to watch sporting events at the bars and have a few drinks.
Now Donna was feeling good. School had finished midterms and she had completed grading all the tests. So she was ready to have some fun! She headed out to meet some friends for dinner and drinks.
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"Let's do another round!" Donna exclaimed looking at her friends.
"No way, I'm done," said Jill. "I'm going hiking with Brian tomorrow so I don't want a hangover."
"Yeah," said Sarah. "Pace yourself Donna!"
Donna laughed. "Oh come on! We're just starting," she said.
"We've already had two shots plus the wine," protested Jill. "That's enough for me." She shook her head. "I really need to head out." She waved to the waiter for the check.
"Oh stop being a fuddy duddy," laughed Donna. She was feeling pretty good. Her friends continued their protests as they all paid the bill.
"Sorry Donna. We're not in college anymore," said Sarah. They all laughed. "Well *you're* in college but you're not a student!" Sarah continued.
"I know, I know," replied Donna.
They all walked out and said their goodbyes.
"Donna, are you sure you can drive back ok?" asked Sarah. She was a bit worried.
"Sure no problem," replied Donna. True she felt good but she wasn't drunk. Not yet she thought. "You guys take care."
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After her friends left Donna thought. She didn't want to go home just yet. She still felt like celebrating. Then she remembered the beer garden just a short drive away.
Soon she was hoisting a beer and looking around. She took a long drought. Then she spotted two girls in the corner. She recognized them from one of her classes. The girls were not drinking and looking around furtively. They saw Donna looking at them and quickly looked down so Donna got up to talk to them.
"Hey there," she said. "What are you doing here? Jessica.. and Kay is it?"
The girls looked at her sheepishly. "Hello Professor Warren," they said.
"Join me for a drink? Or rather, I guess I'd be joining you," Donna laughed.
The girls looked a bit uncomfortable. "Well sure.. but well .. um.. to be honest we're not supposed to be here." They looked down.
Donna looked at them quizzically. Then she laughed. "Oh I get it! You're underage. How'd you get in here anyway?"
The girls looked at each other and grinned sheepishly. "Yeah well we just wanted to meet some guys and snuck under the rope on the other side. But we can't buy any beers because we don't have ids." They looked hopefully at Donna.
Donna was pretty tipsy now. She thought about it and then said, "Wait here." Soon she returned with 3 more beers. "Here," and handed them the beers. "Don't tell anyone," she whispered. "But I do remember my days of fake ids." Then she laughed again.
The girls laughed and drank. For the next hour they enjoyed themselves drinking and talking, bantering with the guys. But trouble started when Donna went back to get more beers.
"I'm sorry, I'm going to have to cut you off," said the bartender.
"What??" Donna exclaimed. "What are you talking about?"
"You're stumbling, your speech is slurred, and frankly, you've had enough," he said, already reaching for her glass to clear it. "Why don't you go back to your table and drink some water."
“Do you know who I am??” Donna straightened out. “I’m not a student! I’m a professor at AHU! YOU look like a student. So if you know what’s good for yourself, you’ll get me my drinks.”
"I don't care if you're the Dean, lady. You're done," the bartender said, his face hardening. He reached out to slide her empty glass away.
Now Donna started to get heated. She was just trying to enjoy the end of midterms and this guy thought she was drunk?? She started arguing with him but he was adamant. And then she started yelling and getting really angry. Next thing she knew security came. And eventually the police came to escort her out. Lucky for her, they recognized her and drove her home.
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Weeks later and Donna was really regretting her actions that night. Apparently the police, while not charging her with a crime, had still notified the school. The Deans took a faint view towards professors getting into drunken arguments with police. There had been an inquest and after an agonizing wait she was finally to speak to Professor Stevens about the results. Would she be suspended? Fired? She was sick to her stomach over it.
Dressed in her most professional outfit, Donna sat before Professor Stevens in his office. Her throat felt dry but she did not say anything.
Professor Stevens cleared his throat. "Dr. Warren," he began. Donna's heart skipped a beat. "As you know the charges you face are quite serious. You have been accused of drunken and disorderly conduct while in the employ of the University, at an establishment frequented by students. While you were not arrested, the police found it necessary to accompany you home. Your behavior casts a shadow on the reputation of the school. Do you understand?"
Mouth dry, Donna could just nod her head.
"There is also a question about your drinking companions. No one has stepped forward and you don't seem to remember who they are. Personally I'm wondering why they didn't lead you away before things got out of hand but we may never know."
Donna nodded. She actually *did* remember who they were but couldn't say as they were underage and it would open a second can of worms. Her heart was racing.
Professor Stevens continued. "I'll spare you the suspense. The short of it is, you will retain your position." He paused.
Donna felt an immense sense of relief flood through her body. Her thoughts were all aflutter. She held a hand in front of her face briefly as she composed herself. "I.. I.. thank you." she managed to get out. "I.."
Professor Stevens continued. "There are some conditions." He cleared his throat. "I spent considerable time negotiating on your behalf. To be honest some of the Deans felt you should be fired. But I pointed out you are a well regarded and effective instructor and have often received positive reviews on your lectures. So what has been decided is this. Firstly, you will need to get this signed by a member of the University attesting to your character and continued good behavior. This person must have known you for a considerable amount of time and to a degree greater than a mere acquaintance." He handed her a document.
Donna furrowed her brow. "But I haven't been here very long. I don’t know too many people that satisfy that. Are they talking about you?" she asked as she looked over the document. It was a document stating that the person attested to her good character, moral turpitude etc.
Professor Stevens shook his head. "Not me. While we have had professional discussions what they want is someone with a more personal relationship. The only person that would satisfy this requirement is .. Mrs. Main."
Donna was shocked. "Mrs. Main? But.. why would she.. I don't know.."
Professor Stevens raised his hand. "The second condition is that you give up your apartment for the continuation of the year..and return to living in Carlton House."
If Donna was shocked before now she was dumbounded. Her thoughts spun. Then she put it together. "You knew! You knew all along! About, about the rules. And Mrs. Main. Everything!" She was humiliated and angry at the same time.
Professor Stevens gave a wan smile. "I'll confess I found it amusing. I guess I viewed you as an outsider and during your interviews, you seemed a bit ..aloof? I have to admit I found the thought of you being taken down a peg attractive. However, I never thought you'd stay so long." Professor Stevens now had a bit of a puzzled look on his face as he looked at Donna and she felt a blush coming up that she tried to will down.
"In any case," Professor Stevens continued, “The arrangement is serving to save your career. You would have been fired but the Deans have found these conditions acceptable. It's up to you to accept."
Donna sat back deflated. So many thoughts and emotions were going through her head. She barely recalled picking up the papers and leaving Professor Steven's office. What would she decide?
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