Too late!

Melissa no longer wanted to escape from the evil clutches of Professor Kyoto. The moment the strap on touched her hot, wet, slit she thrust her hips upward in a wanton display of total lust and sluttiness. Upon seeing this young student act in such a depraved manner, the Professor thrust her hips backwards, denying the young student that which she so wantonly desired.

"What... what are you doing?" gasped a totally frustrated Melissa. "Don't you want to fuck me? I'm so wet for you T can't stand it any more! Please fuck me! Pleeaassse?" she begged like a common whore underneath the bleachers at a football game.

"Mmmm, how it turns me on to hear you beg!" Professor Kyoto teased. She now knew she had the poor little slutty student right where she wanted her. She would do anything for a good, stiff fuck with the strap on, or any other object the woman might have in mind to fuck her with. To test this theory, she walked across the room and grabbed her lunch bag.

Melissa watched the Professor's sexy ass twitch across the room, and she could just imagine the strap on dangling between her legs bobbing up and down with each step. How she wanted that in her! She was in total heat, and the sweat pouring from her body was proof of it. She didn't understand why the Professor walked away from her like she did. But Melissa had something to smile about when she saw the Professor turn around, lunch bag in hand, strap on twitching between her lags, heading right back toward her. "I'm gonna get fucked!" she thought quietly to herself, and a lusty moan escaped her lips because of it.

"Thought I was leaving you, didn't you?" the Professor teased. She caressed the side of Melissa's face.

"Uh-huh" was all Melissa could manage to get out.

"No, I would never leave you dangling from the edge like that" she cooed. She opened her lunch bag, and there inside she found the article she was hoping for, a nice, green banana. They made for the best fucking, and she knew it, which is why she constantly carried green bananas in her lunch to begin with. She teased Melissa as she held the banana up before her eyes. "Now what have we here? Do you know what this is good for, slut?"

Melissa gulped hard. "Potassium?" she answered in a timid little voice.

Kyoto caressed the side of Melissa's face again. "Good answer, but it's not just for that. Should I take off the strap on and demonstrate to you what I use it for?" She licked the banana as she slowly stripped the peel away from it. Then she deep throated the fruit, working it in and out of her mouth before her captive audience.

Melissa knew she couldn't take it any more. She wanted fucked! Even with a banana! "Please! Use it on me!" she cried out in desperation.

"Silly me!" cooed Kyoto. "Now why didn't I think of that?"

"Aaauuuggghhh! Yes! Fuck your little slutty monkey with the banana!" Melissa chortled. Her hips jerked upwards in response. She had, at that moment, lost her mind to what is now known as sex blindness.

"I can already taste just how good this banana will be coated in your slutty juices. Would you like to share it with me after I fuck you with it?" She had poor Melissa worked up to the point of no return, and she would be willing to do anything just to get fucked by anyone, or anything. She knew she was going to be fucking this girl for the rest of the day.

"Yessss" Melissa cooed, and her body jerked upwards again in spasms, breaking one of the straps that were holding her down.