Dominate the Dean

Kross sighed and stood up, walking around the desk. The blonde woman was immersed in the words before her and didn't notice him, until he was next to her. Glancing over she gasped surprised, as the man shoved his fat cock down her throat. Lacing his steel hands through her silky blond hair, he rammed his cock in and out of her mouth, fucking her lips with measured brutality, causing her to **** on his thick shaft.

Tears streamed down her face, as she gagged and choked on his large slab of meat. Drool slipped from her ruby lips, and ran down her jiggling tits, as he rocked her face back and forth rapidly. Reaching down with one steel hand, as the other continued to pound her skull, he roughly groped one of her soft orbs.

Though still gagging as she tried to deal with his brutal face fucking she also couldn't help but moan in pleasure as he used her throat for his own pleasure. Her hands came up to join his, caressing her soft orbs, even as he mauled her large breasts. Suddenly he pulled out and blew a huge load all over her pretty face.

The principal stared up at Kross with a smitten look on her face, as she breathed deeply trying to recover from his brutal affection. “I promise,” he smiled down at her. “I won't destroy the gym.” With that, he smacked his cock against her soft lips. Without hesitation she licked the cum off his tip, before lovingly licking his entire shaft clean.

Turning, he tucked himself away and walked out of her office, closing the door behind him. Walking past the secretary with the giant axe, he walked into the hallway, when he felt the heat of someone staring at him. Turning he saw a muscular redheaded student in a similar outfit to his own glaring at him. Instead of a collar he wore a tie, and a sleeveless white vest with black buttons. When their blue eyes met, their was an instant understanding, and tension that pronounced them immediate rivals.

Kross couldn't care less about the redhead's desire to be dominate, and without hesitation turned and walked off, never looking back. Heading through the halls, he found the class he was looking for and walked inside. The history teacher was a monk with long white hair, and a traditional kung fu outfit. He was writing on the chalk board, in preparation for history class.

Finding an open seat he sat down, and stared at the front of the class, bored. The bell rang, and class got started with the teacher talking about 'The War with no Victor,' and asked everyone to turn to chapter one. Unfortunately he didn't have a book yet. The girl next to him smiled and leaned over putting her book between them so he could read along with the class.

The busty raven haired beauty had a short punk rock hair cut, with a purple bang. Her left eyebrow had a cute silver loop pierced through it, along with matching silver loops in her ears. She was wearing tight leather pants that looked painted onto her sexy long legs, and a black leather jacket, that was to short to cover her toned stomach. The jacket was zipped low enough to show off a fair amount of cleavage. She wore black fingerless leather gloves on her dainty hands, the back of which was emblazoned with white skulls that had pink hearts for eyes. She was like some sort of pop punk queen, or something.

“I'm Seraphina Solomon.” She smiled at him.

“Kross.” He nodded.

“If you wants some books of your own I can show you the library after class.” She suggested.