Physical Exam

“Unveil yourself.” Dean Masterson calmly commanded Thyra.
Thyra was smart enough to see were this was going, but the prospect of having access to all those young men would justify her stripping down for the dean.
And besides, there was something highly arousing about the entire situation.
In fact, Thyra could feel her cunt growing wet in response to the dean’s command.
And so she stripped naked without hesitation, her robe landing on the floor.
Masterson nearly came from the mere sight of Thyra’s nubile young body, but he maintained control of himself nonetheless.
Thyra now stood before the dean’s desk naked, and she watched how the old pervert got up on his feet and circled around her nude frame.
“Very nice. Now lean against the desk!” He ordered.
Thyra did as she was told, her hands placed onto the desk, her firm buttocks pushed back.
“These look healthy…” Masterson said as one of his hands groped Thyra’s right buttock.
Next, his hand fiercely slapped her buttock.
“And firm as well. You’re in excellent shape.”
Thyra moaned as Dean Masterson slapped her butt again, the old dean sure was a pervert alright.
“Bend forwards.” Thyra did as she was told, and her tits were soon pressed against the desk-top.
She felt his fingers part her asscheeks, and could hear him coo at the sight of her butt-hole.
He let go of them and began to grope her cunt.
“So, you find this arousing eh?” The dean asked as he felt how wet Thyra was.
“I guess that you’re a real little slut… and I can’t allow that. Not here at MY school!”
The dean continued saying, his voice revealing that he was extremely excited.
“No, I must discipline you so that you learn what happens to a slut! Close your eyes!”
Normally, Thyra would by now have ripped the Dean’s arms off and beat him to **** with them, but something stopped her from doing so. Instead, she complied to his command.
She could hear a drawer being pulled out, and the closed again. Something metallic was placed on the desk. Next, the sound of garbs being dropped on the wooden floor.
A few seconds later, she heard the dean again:
“Open your eyes whore!”
Doing as she was told, she could see the dean stand behind his desk.
She would have expected him to be a frail old man unable to reach anything more than a semi-hard state, but that was not the case.
Dean Masterson’s body looked surprisingly young and fit, and his rigid penis made Thyra’s jaw drop at the sight of it. Around the base of his member was placed a metal ring, which produced a light blue glow.