Down her throat.

Victor didn’t bother holding back - he had little doubt she wanted his cum from the way she was acting, and she was going to get it. With a final thrust, he let out a short moan and released in her throat. Dominique’s eyes went wide as she realized what was happening, and she quickly started swallowing around his cock, milking him with the muscles in her throat as he shot his load straight into her stomach.

He waited until his orgasm came to an end, then pulled himself from her throat and mouth. Another mix of gasps and coughs escaped her once her airway cleared up, and Victor took a moment to appreciate the mess he’d made of her. Dominique, one of the academy’s best and brightest, was on her knees, hair disheveled, blouse undone, leggings torn, her mouth wide open with spit dripping down her chin onto her bound chest, tear tracks ruining what little make-up she had around her eyes, looking up at him with a mix of lust and apprehension in her eyes - as well as a hint of uncertainty, did she really think he wasn’t going to keep her for himself after that?

He let himself imagine having her like this in his home, to be able to wake up in the morning and ravish her before bringing her in for school, making use of her mouth before class, taking her home, and then filling her up again before bed. The thought had his still hard member twitch, drawing her attention to it. His continued arousal seemed to surprise her as she stared at it in awe, then looked back up to him. “You’re… you’re still…”

“Did you really think partaking in you just once would be enough? Look at yourself, such an erotic and sexually charged appearance you’ve taken… make no mistake, I plan to have a lot of fun with your body.” He practically purred as he brought a hand to her face, she looked hopeful after those words, and he decided to put her at ease. “And I plan to have you all to myself for a very long time.”

Her eyes lit up in a way that made her current state even more erotic, as if she was overjoyed to have had her throat ravaged and a torrent of cum dumped into her stomach. “Y-You mean, you’ll do it?” Dominique asked, her flushed face returning a bit to its natural color as she broke from thoughts of getting fucked and more to not getting fucked by every male student in the academy,

“I’ll sign the records claiming to be courting you, that you’ll be able to tell anyone aside from myself no when they try to fuck you - and if they ignore you you’ll have the law on your side.” Victor said as he helped his student to her feet. She looked conflicted for a moment, leaning in to kiss before flinching back. He rolled his eyes as she then seemed to move for a hug before stopping herself and instead looking down at herself. Dominique then did something he hadn’t quite expected.

She undid the bindings on her chest, shivering as the cloth came loose and unwound itself, sliding across the creamy globes and falling around her feet. Victor let an appreciative growl rumble in his throat before he reached over, pulling her blouse off of her to leave her fully topless. “Yes… definitely learn to make that bit of ‘de-hairing’ magic something you can do on purpose. It’s gone and left your skin smooth and immaculate for me.” He purred as he massaged her shoulders, admiring the view as her face flushed. He wanted to take her, but first he was going to make sure she was completely bare. “Keep going, I want it all off. Don’t bother being slow or trying a striptease - unless you want me to rip what’s left apart before tearing that tight cunt of yours asunder.”