Get worse? They haven't even started.

Richards takes your panties from your mouth and slaps your face lightly but still hard enough to sting. You cry out and start to beg, but he shoves your panties back in and drops his pants once again revealing his monstrous cock.

"You had your chance at sucking this, bitch. Now it's going in that precious pussy of yours." He rubs the head over your face, wiping his precum on you, looking at you with cruel scorn. Despite your degradation you feel the wet warmth of your pussy glowing at your core, and you move your head to rub your face against his defiling cock.

"You're getting into it, aren't you whore? All sluts do, once they get a taste of it." He moves behind you and your professor takes his place, his thick stubby cock hard and swollen. He takes your panties out of your mouth, and watches you gasp.

"I want to hear what she sounds like when you cram that beast in her," he tells Richards. "Make the little bitch squeal."

You feel the immense meat piston start to part your swollen lips and you moan with fear, and anticipation, and eagerness to have it in you. Your slutty self wants his cock thrusting into you, fucking you, defiling you, owning you. You raise your hips as much as your bonds allow, offering your pussy to him, wanting him to take it.

And then with a great long thrust that seems to rip you in two, he does. He slams into you, driving himself to the hilt, his heavy balls slapping against you.

"Ohhhhhh! Ohmygod! Oh fuck, Ohmygod! You're ripping me up, you're too big, oh fuck you feel good," you moan in pain and pleasure as he starts to fuck you with long hard strokes that seem to penetrate the very center of your body and being. You're gasping and whimpering, your mouth open and drooling as your helpless body is impaled by his hot swollen cock.

Suddenly your mouth is full of cock as your professor holds your hair and thrusts into your gaping mouth, filling you, pressing back against your throat, his balls banging against your chin. Both men are grunting as they thrust into you, using you like a whore.

You're loving it. You feel ashamed for loving it but you can't help the feelings raging through you, the need to be filled with cocks, to be brutally used, to be a slutty fuck toy for the pleasure of any man who wants you. Shuddering spasms start to build in you and you realize that you're nearing orgasm, driven to it by the two pounding cocks that are spit-roasting you and the vibrating wand in your ass.

Richards turns the anal wand on high and the vibrations surge through you, sending you over the edge into a convulsive orgasm made all the stronger from the restraints that hold your body tight.

"Loving it aren't you, you little slut?" your professor says, groaning as he fills your mouth with his pumping cock. "I can feel the bitch come, she's a whore for cock." You feel his cock swell, as he fucks your mouth and you know what's coming, readying yourself to swallow his spunk, eager to drink his hot cream. With a groan he explodes, filling your mouth with his heat, pumping what seems like a pint into you. Logically you know it can't be that much, but you're way beyond the realm of logic anymore. You hungrily try to swallow it all, but some of it drips down your chin.

Richards is pounding away at your swollen cunt, squeezing the cheeks of your ass as he fucks you. You're shuddering almost constantly in orgasm now, coming over and over and over again, loving your degradation and hating yourself for loving it.

With a final grunt, Richards drives himself fully into your ravished cunt and starts to come, filling your aching cunt with his boiling seed. As he does he rips the anal wand out of your ass, the twin sensations sending a rocket of orgasm up your spine and into your brain. The world goes a little fuzzy, and you drift into unconsciousness.