MasukVoss leaned over her, chest pressed to her back, his weight crushing her deliciously against the desk as he railed her even harder. His breath was hot against her ear. “You’ll never forget this, Miss Bennett. Every time you sit in my class from now on, you’ll remember how I destroyed this greedy little pussy. How I punished you for being a teasing whore.”His hand snaked around to maul her swinging tits, squeezing the soft flesh brutally, pinching and twisting her nipples until she screamed again. The pain shot straight to her clit. She was close already—dangerously close—her body trembling uncontrollably as another orgasm built like a tidal wave.“Please—let me cum—Elias, please!” she begged, voice breaking into sobs of overwhelming pleasure.“Not yet.” He pulled out suddenly, leaving her empty and clenching around nothing. She whined pathetically, ass wiggling in the air, trying to find him again. He spanked her hard twice more, then flipped her around roughly so her back was agains
The thrust was merciless.Professor Elias Voss slammed into Lila with every inch of his massive cock in one savage stroke, stretching her soaked pussy wider than it had ever been. The thick head battered against her cervix as her walls clamped down around the brutal invasion. Lila screamed—raw, broken, echoing through the empty lecture hall like a filthy prayer.“Fuuuuck—Elias!” Her voice cracked, body jerking forward against the desk. The handcuffs bit into her wrists where they were locked to the metal leg, keeping her completely trapped. Bent over, ass up, tits smashed painfully against the cool wooden surface, she couldn’t move. Couldn’t escape. Could only take it.And God, she was taking it.“You wanted this, you little slut?” Voss snarled, his voice thick with fury and raw lust. He didn’t give her a second to adjust. He pulled back almost all the way, the thick veins of his cock dragging along her fluttering walls, then slammed home again. Harder. Deeper. The desk scraped loudly
Another hard spank, then another. He didn’t hold back. Each slap landed with punishing force, turning her ass cheeks bright red. The pain bloomed hot, mixing with the throbbing need between her legs until she was moaning shamelessly, grinding her soaked pussy against the edge of the desk.“You’re going to learn what happens when you push me too far,” he growled, voice rough with anger and raw lust. He reached into his briefcase and pulled out a pair of metal handcuffs—actual fucking handcuffs. Lila’s eyes widened.“You keep those in your bag?” she breathed, half shocked, half ridiculously turned on.“For emergencies,” he said darkly. He yanked her arms behind her back and clicked the cuffs around her wrists, locking them to the metal leg of the desk. The position left her completely helpless—bent over, ass up, tits smashed against the desk, pussy exposed and dripping down her thighs.Lila tested the restraints, the metal biting into her wrists. The vulnerability sent a fresh gush of a
The door had barely clicked shut behind the last student when the air in the lecture hall turned electric. Lila stood there in the front row, blouse hanging completely open, her lacy white bra barely containing her heaving tits. Her nipples were stiff peaks pressing against the thin fabric, and her short skirt felt like it was burning against her soaked thighs. The silence was deafening. Just her, Professor Elias Voss, and the heavy weight of everything that had been building since last night.She didn’t wait for him to speak.With a slow, defiant smile, Lila shrugged the blouse off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. The cool air of the lecture hall kissed her skin, making her shiver. She reached behind her back, unclasped her bra, and let that fall too. Her full, heavy breasts spilled free, nipples tight and aching. She kicked off her heels, then hooked her thumbs into her skirt and panties, sliding them down her legs in one smooth motion until she stood completely naked in
When he turned back around, his eyes locked directly on her chest. For a full two seconds, he stared. The muscle in his jaw ticked visibly. His knuckles whitened around the marker in his hand. Then he blinked, continuing the lecture as if nothing had happened, but his voice had dropped a fraction lower, rougher around the edges.Heat flooded Lila’s body. She felt powerful. Wanted. The forbidden thrill made her thighs press together under the desk. *He’s hard right now, isn’t he? Thinking about bending me over again. About how wet I was for him last night.* Her pussy throbbed at the thought, slick soaking through her panties.She didn’t stop.Fourth button. This one took longer. She made a show of it—fingers lingering at the fabric, tugging it open inch by inch until the blouse hung loosely, barely covering her bra. The cool air of the lecture hall kissed her exposed skin, raising goosebumps. Her full tits strained against the lace, rising and falling with each breath.Professor Voss w
Lila stood outside the lecture hall, heart pounding against her ribs like a war drum. She’d spent the entire morning replaying every second of last night in Professor Voss’s classroom—his deep voice mocking her, the impossible heat of his clothed cock pressed against her ass, the way he’d walked out and left her dripping and desperate. Sleep had been impossible. She’d tossed and turned, fingers buried between her thighs, but nothing satisfied the ache he’d left behind.*Two can play this game,* she’d whispered to her reflection while getting dressed. And now she was ready.She waited until ten minutes after class had officially started before pushing open the heavy door. The lecture hall fell into a sudden, heavy silence as every head turned toward her. Including his.Professor Elias Voss stood at the front, mid-sentence, looking unfairly devastating in a crisp charcoal button-down that hugged his broad shoulders and tapered waist. The sleeves were rolled up again, exposing those powe
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