CHAPTER 226: -PUNISHING INSTRUCTOR MAY -**

"For misconduct and dishonour. Her sessions in Elite Metropolitan would be terminated based on your appeasement."

"Huh?"

Max, dazzled by these words, was left not knowing how to reply.

His thoughts drifted, recalling today’s event.

Although he was planning to report to the Provost about this when next they saw, he wasn’t yet opportuned.

’How fast? How did she know?’

’She even sent her to me for appeasement.’ Max quickly ran his assumption, suspicion blooming in his heart as he assessed the reason behind the Provost’s action.

’Trying to get my sex tape?’ Max thought but then threw it away.

For some reason, he couldn’t tell what she was up to. But judging her to be a sophisticated woman herself, she wouldn’t play such lowly just to spite him. If exposed as a pedophile who disvirgined young girls with dildos, her reputation would face disastrous consequences.

"Hmmm–." Max’s thoughts settled as he calmly assessed Miss May.

She sat on his bed, with Sloane standing next to her while trying to hide her blush.

Miss May appeared confused, a little lost as to Max’s social background.

’Was there any power that could shake the Provost to this extent? Offering one of the teachers as—’

Cutting her thoughts at this moment, however, Max stood up.

"I see." His eyes gazing coldly at her.

Suddenly, beyond his neutral cold eyes she could see it—

a predatory glint.

His eyes wandered over her body like she was his plaything.

Starting by taking off his shirt to reveal his refined muscles, Max shifted his gaze to Sloane, settling on the fine-looking bag she brought in.

"What did you bring?" he asked, his tone neutral but commanding.

Feeling his gaze roam over her twice, she blushed slightly and placed down the bag to reveal its content.

Beside her, Instructor May turned to look at her and was fractured by the sight of what was brought out.

The first item was a neatly folded rope.

Then a thick gleaming ebony dildo that was 10 inches in length and the size of a wrist.

Even Max was put to shame by its size.

Then came the next two items: a bottle of baby oil and a thin whip.

Sloane smiled and dropped the empty bag, while Instructor May couldn’t take her eyes off the sight—overwhelmed by fright.

Meanwhile, Max froze, deep in thought before his lips extended to form a sadistic smile.

’She studied me, more than I thought.’

First, she had a woman deliver his card, offering her a thrill and exotic experience.

Now, she also offered some of her equipment knowing he wouldn’t stick his dick somewhere another man he disregarded had been into earlier.

’She knows the kind of person I am. She knows I love thrill and being put in circumstances just like I want to fuck her,’ Max praised the Provost’s insight.

Without a word, he slipped down his pants, letting his hefty, thick meat bounce out, reinvigorated after a 24-hour rest.

Catching this sight from the corner of her eyes, Instructor May’s pupils dilated, freezing in shock.

Not caring for her reaction, Max, having pulled out his cock, held its increasing size in his hand as he stood before Instructor May, several inches apart as the waffling heat from his dick shook off her daze.

"Here." With no regard to how she felt, Max exhibited dominance.

He grabbed a handful of her hair and placed his dick on her lips, pushing past both plump soft lips and inserting the cap in her mouth, coating it in her saliva.

"Hmmm–." Max grunted lowly, feeling her tongue against his cock.

Instructor May made no motion to suck or resist. From the look of it, she just wanted him to do as he pleased and get it over with.

"Not so cold now, are you?" Max said with a cold sneer, not caring about her feelings. She was a bitch being it—overlooking wrong just because she wanted dick.

If anything, Max was sure that he was way bigger than the burly Instructor.

When she was finally unable to maintain the cold, decent façade she was putting on, she would start to gobble his cock in worship, and then he would start the torture.

Max dove his cock deeper, more of her saliva coating his shaft, creating a cool sensation as cool air from the AC encroached it.

Slurp! Slurp! Slurp!

Burying about six thick inches inside her mouth, Max started thrusting with a slow, steady pace.

To the side, Sloane watched it, her face flushed not from embarrassment but from lust—feeling slightly jealous that she wasn’t the one sucking Max’s cock.

’Especially his candy cum,’ she thought, looking at Max pull out his cock with a thin line of precum, smearing Miss May’s lips with it.

She still didn’t react, making Max purse his lips. Observing her silently for a few seconds, he began to slap her cheeks with his cock.

"Hmmm–." Max inhaled slightly, not expecting his taunting heart to be quite pleasurable.

The warmth of her skin seemed to stimulate his arousal.

But not compared to the warmth of her mouth, or tongue.

Max grabbed her hair once more and pushed his cock inside. This time though, he wasn’t gentle.

"Argh–" Miss May’s façade shattered like glass, feeling his cock embedded inside her throat. She let out a choked gagging sound, grasping him by the waist tightly.

"Bitch."

Holding her hair tight, Max pushed in more of his meat till he felt her mouth stretch to the limit. Watching her choke on his cock while roughly hitting him, he finally pulled out.

This time, the sight of his cock rapidly dripped with saliva and gleamed slightly under the light.

"Stand."

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