They take too long, so you decide

"I don't know," Tiffany says, "I mean...I just don't know."
"We don't have a choice," Candace says, "Just stay there and I'll do you."
"Please...don't. I mean, I like it when you do that normally, but...not in front of him."
"Is that how it's going to be," you ask, "Well, consider this the last time that you ever get a choice from me.
It's time to get fucked then. Stand up, Teacher Slut."

Mrs. Pendragon reluctantly stops sucking your dick and manages to stand up. She steps out of your way, fearing what may come next.

You sit up and walk over to Tiffany, who looks over to Candace for help. Too late for that, honey.

You grab a hold of the line coming from her crotch-rope and pull on it. As the sharp pain shoots through her, the Nubian co-ed reluctantly moves closer- lowering the tension. You lead her over to the right side of the desk and pull her up against it.

You untie the knots holding the rope running through her pussy in place and toss the line aside. Bending over, you take your end of the line and tie it around one of the legs of the desk. While it's slack now, this means that she can't move too far from the desk right now.

"I'm going to fuck your girlfriend until she becomes mine," you say, "If you want me to be gentle with her, you'll eat some pussy- some Teacher pussy."

She nods submissively, accepting your demands. You approach both women and grab one of their respective breasts. You lead them over to the other side of the desk.

Facing Candace away from the desk, you press down on her shoulders until she is down on her knees. You take the free line of rope from earlier and use it to connect her wrist bindings to a leg of the desk.

"Lick that pussy, ****," you say, pushing Mrs. Pendragon towards her.

Not wanting to anger you, she 'digs right in' and starts to lick. You see Tiffany looking over at her sadly. Time to give her something else to focus on.

You move back around behind her and grab her hips. She shakes her head 'no' at you, but you ignore it. You line up your cock and press it into her cunt. She grunts at your entry.

"What's the matter," you ask, "Does your girlfriend not use a strap-on with you?"
"I...I...I use it on her," Tiffany says, blushing immediately.
"Well, that's fine. I know that the best tops make for even better bottoms.
I'll have you moaning and crying out my name in no time."