CHAPTER 227: -PUNISHING INSTRUCTOR MAY -²**

"Stand."

Max commanded, taking a step back with a cold look in his eyes.

Struggling to breathe and coughing with a flushed face, Instructor May obeyed his command and shakily stood up.

Nothing.

Silence engulfed the room under Max’s unreadable gaze that never left Instructor May, causing the latter to squirm.

’To think she was the one giving orders all day.’ Recalling Miss May’s irrefutable commanding voice towards the Elites, Max felt thrilled.

’Situations are now reversed.’

His shirt was off, and dick out of his pants, pointed straight like a spear.

Uncaring of Sloane’s salivating lustful eyes, he leisurely took one step forward and lightly grabbed Instructor May by her chin, directing her eyes into his as he spoke softly.

"... Still not giving up?"

When he saw no intent of submission in her eyes, he sighed, then let go of her chin.

He took one step back and savored her outfit.

She was still in the same corporate wear as earlier. An executive skirt suit.

’It would be much nicer to take it off myself.’

Throwing the thought of commanding her to undress, Max stepped closer.

This time his lips were only a few centimetres away from hers when he stopped, his eyes searching within the depth of her eyes before he tilted to take a whiff of her collar.

Her sweat mixed in the now dull fragrance of her perfume.

Max smirked.

"Hmmm-" Instructor May let out a sudden breath, sensing his firm hands slip under her jacket and grab both sides of her waist.

Though she struggled to contain it, her breathing had become heavy with increasing pace as Max’s hands increased their reach upward.

Through a sensual steady rub, Max could tell just how rough the ironed dress shirt under her jacket had become.

With a stretching grin across his face, his hands reached up and slowly cupped up her breasts through her clothing.

"Ahh." Miss May let out a sharp intake of air, gasp.

Her body squirmed and reacted quickly by closing her eyes.

It took a moment to realise what she had done. Shame and embarrassment clouded her face, but Max’s head rested over her shoulders. If not she would have wallowed in a pit of shame under his gaze.

She bit her lips and clenched her hands into a fist to resist the sensation of want flowing through her just as Max began to massage her boobs.

Faced with the restriction of her clothes, Max made a rough judgement of her size.

’75B bra. Her boobs are shockingly soft too. Her nipples however are just like grabbing two grains of rice.’

Actually, he couldn’t even make sense of her nipples through the bra but he appreciated the softness. Comparable to Miss Linda’s.

"Hmmm–."

"Hmmmm-."

Instructor May’s breath became more strained each passing moment under his intense massage.

No matter how she resisted, she was starting to let go and breathe.

"Hmmm–" she shuddered once more. But just then, Max withdrew.

His departing hands as he let go of her ample sized tits caused her eyes to open the next instant.

Same with the warmth of his embrace and breath.

Max took a step back, and raised her chin once more.

Looking into her eyes, the defiant look in her eyes had been submerged in lust and desire.

Her uneven breath and clenched her fist proved much more.

’Seems like her barricade has been lowered.’

Knowing she was now horny, and lust had conquered her rational thought pleased Max quite well.

He let go of her chin and began to unbutton her jacket.

’One. Two. Three.’

He counted, as he moved around to take off her jacket.

Witnessing Max’s gentleman behavior, Miss May couldn’t help but feel guilt about her first impression of him.

So far, other than sticking his cock in her mouth, which she felt was quite good and actually an epic experience, considering she had never taken something as such before — Max hadn’t treated her all bad.

’I was so wrong.’

In contrast, to what the prey thought, Sloane felt chill witnessing Max’s gentleman’s act.

She acutely remembered the way Max treated her when he fucked her over the Provost’s desk after she played him in the elevator.

’Brutal and unsympathetic.’ she thought, feeling a sense of elation swell within her.

Flump!

Max dropped the jacket when he was done and moved his fingers across the button of her rumpled dress shirt.

’One. Two. Three...’ he began counting till it came to eight.

All the buttons had been unclasped. Revealing a narrow sleek view of her ample cleavage, cotton white bralette, and navel.

’Yummy.’

Max felt his blood stir, and an appetite to taste the softness of both boobs ignite within him.

Not that he was going to starve himself of it to begin with.

So without further ado, he lifted up the tight fitted skirt she wore, up to her waist. Exposing the white thong underneath.

His hands grabbed the dress shirt and shook it off her, revealing her slender arms and snow-like complexion.

The moment she felt Max’s fiery gaze upon her boobs, Miss May instinctively raised her arms, wanting to cover them. But it was too late.

Max tore the tiny string connecting the both cups of her bra.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" She let out a sharp gasp as he grabbed her by the thighs and lifted her up.

His left hand pressed against her back with firm support.

His other hand, beneath her ass.

She was lifted so high that her head was above him by several centimetres.

Sensing danger from the height, her arms had wrapped around his head before she knew it.

Everything happened so fast that her brain failed to comprehend their current position at this moment.

But when it finally did—

Her pupils dilated, eyes widened in shock. Her body jerked.

"Aaaahhh!" A sharp moan escaped her lips. Her body felt electrified.

Because at this moment, Max caught the tender, supple skin that was her boobs and dealt it a fatal blow using his self-mastered boob sucking skill.