CHAPTER 229: - PUNISHING INSTRUCTOR MAY -4***

Slurp! Gulp!

Slurp! Gulp!

Max had the Instructor seated upright. Her hands were tied up, unable to put any sort of resistance as he roughly dug his fingers into her hair. Grabbing a handful and ushering his nine inch monster cock down her throat.

Instructor May’s mouth was filled to the brim and her throat often bulged following Max’s thrust.

Cum and saliva trailed down her chin, dropping on her tits in succession.

Her face was flushed. A mix of purple and pinkish hue from excitement, suffocation and frustration.

She hated it at first. But the dirty cruel thrust Max embedded down her throat each time twisted her desire.

"How does it feel now bitch?"

"To have your throat filled with my cock unable to utter any command."

"I bet he didn’t dare treat you in such a way."

Feeling the warmth of her throat, tongue and teeth pressed against his girth completely enveloped Max in bliss.

"Argh!" Soon after he let out a grunt and pulled out his saliva-cum dripping cock with veins trailing across it.

"Kneel."

To Miss May’s terror, she watched as the result of her labour after intense suffocation was spilled on the Provost assistant, Sloane.

The lady subserviently got on her knees and quickly tore her button shirt to reveal her breasts cupped in black bra.

Her smile was naughty like a slut as she pushed them out to have Max shoot his sperm on them.

Teary droplets slipped through the corner of her eyes as she witnessed wave after wave of cum webs being spilled on the lady’s boobs, even coating hair and dress.

Eventually, Max let out a savage grin and drew.

He was satisfied after seeing his cum spilled over her.

His attention shifted back to Instructor May whose eyes had become teary being tortured by being starved of the orgasm she deserved. Or the slutty satisfaction that was going to fill if Max actually shot his seeds on her.

She watched Max’s cock deflate, but it was still semi-hard but withdrew a sword.

He connected the long rope and finally tied her other leg to the bed.

When he was done, he pushed her helpless body to lie flat then picked the bottle of baby oil.

He poured a silent stream over her body, tracing it both up and down.

Her boobs, tummy, between her thighs and legs were soon covered in baby oil.

Max placed down the bottle and then turned to face Sloane.

"Take off your dress, with only your underwear on." He simply ordered.

Feeling a surge of excitement surge within her, Sloane didn’t dare refute.

She did as he ordered and was left standing in a lace bra and pants, as her fine toned skin and mature slender figure was left for the seventeen year old to see.

"Run the rest and leave these two to me."

Instructor May’s body was like an experiment subject as Max gestured which part of her body he would handle spreading the oil.

Her breasts and pussy of course.

Although Max didn’t know much about massage at a certain time, after helping out his aunt, he was now quite well versed in it.

The moment Max placed both palms on her chest, Instructor May shivered under his touch.

Max softly grasped both of her exceedingly soft tits, and firmly but gently fondled them.

His fingers repeatedly rubbed the small piece of grain that was her nipples.

"Ahhhhh!"

"Mmmmm mm!"

The air gave way to eliciting triggering moans.

Instructor May wringled → (correct spelling: wriggled) and squirmed but to no avail.

Her pussy was already dripping wet yet the accumulated pleasure was stuffed inside her.

She wanted a finger, she wanted a stick. She craved for a big, his monstrous cock.

All of her insides churned, she just wanted something to enter or stimulate her dripping folds but Max only continued to massage her boobs. Soon advancing to suck on them in their piteous reddish state without caring.

"Please—just fuck me already."

"I’m willing to do anything you want or say."

Instructor May’s voice cracked as she pleaded, her eyes insistently pleading that he fucked her.

Yet, Max’s sadistic grin dug into her guts.

His palm gently rolled across her skin, reaching her lower abdomen.

His reach extended towards her pussy. But stopped. His fingers began rubbing her thigh crease.

Instructor May moaned out loud with a sharp gasp, her breath itching with frustration and helplessness.

Max’s hand was so close to her pussy yet she wasn’t granted bail from her misery.

By now her wetness had fully soaked the sheet under her, letting Max breathe a satisfied heave.

Seeing her oiled body gleam.

He grabbed the base of the wooden ebony dildo and poured what was left in the bottle.

Watching the streak of silent oil trail down the inanimate weapon.

He walked towards the end of the bed, grasping Instructor May by the waist and slowly pushed the tip of the dildo through the folds of her pussy.

’This is it.’

This was all she needed, Miss May thought, feeling the tip of what she couldn’t take expand her inner sanctum, but due to how starved and soiled it was, eased the pain.

With just four inches buried into her, she was pushed off the edge of the peak of orgasm Max had deprived her of for the past hour or so.

Her whole body was let loose, screaming her out till her throat felt sore.

Following her whitish slimy fluid, several jets of colourless liquid like urine shot out from the side of the dildo stuck inside.

Of course, Max reacted fast and rolled out of the bed, escaping being showered by it.

Meanwhile, to the side, Sloane felt nothing but deep jealousy at the sight.

’She actually managed to squirt?’ she thought, knowing fully well that the prize was worth it.

...

In the Provost Office, only available to whom she needed to and her loyal assistant. A huge scene displaying Max, Sloane and Instructor May squirting played live.

’He’s giving me quite the show.’ She mused.

She wasn’t alone though.

Her office was also occupied by a queen sized bed. And at this moment, A to B Rank female Elites who Max knew were around her bed.

Some sprawled weakly, streams of fluid dripping from their thighs.

And the few who were still active? They were busy with the Provost’s flawless body.

Sucking on her huge hentai-like tits. The buzzing of vibrator and the sulking → (correct spelling: pulsing) thrust of a dildo cut across the room.

Just what was going on here.