You try to

The bell rings and the models get up and you see both of them stretching their necks. Eve walks over to you and her mouth is indeed wet, but you're not sure if its from Lindsay or Eve's own saliva. She looks exhausted.

"God that sucked...my mouth is so dry now and tastes like...well you know," she says and blushes.

You pack up your things quickly but still reply, "Yeah I bet that was uncomfortable, sorry you had to go through it, but I gotta get going here babe." You know Eve has to stay back and "help" the Professor but you need to find a vantage point that conceals you but gives you a straight line of sight for when Professor Miles leaves.

"Ahem, John, I think we should have a chat," Miles says as he comes up behind Eve. One hand lays a heavy smack on Eve's ass then roughly starts feeling her ass check up so vigorously she's up and down on her toes. Her face has a grimace that steels your resolve, but then her tits bouncing with the movement steel something in your pants. "Eve my dear please start with the cleanup until I return."

He leaves and gestures you with him. As you're walking down the hall and ultimately out onto the darkened campus, you notice a shadow. The security guard.

"Ah yes, you've notice Anthony there. Well I was able to convince my friends on the board that there was a threat against my life, and now Anthony will be by my side for the foreseeable future," Miles says rather loudly looking back. Anthony nods. Then Professor Miles's voice drops so only you can hear.

"I just had a nice chat with a friend I made recently. Gregor called me excited, thinking his scholarly works were becoming more public, and told me a student was interested in his work. He didn't get a name, but he had a number, and that number coincided with the number you provided the school in your forms," he says. Your eyes widen in fear. Have you been busted?

Miles continues in that low tone, "Listen, I know you know. There were a couple times I thought something was up with you, like the first time I ogled your Eve's ass or when you gasped during class. Anybody else...ha anybody else on this campus wouldn't have batted an eye. I can guess your first idea is to get the ring from me. Well, Anthony will prevent that from ever happening."

You inhale and try to act tough, "Alright, so what's this? You going to bribe me into staying out of your way? Intimidate me into staying quiet?"

Miles chuckles and replies, "No, this is just me telling you its useless. This ring...sure I'm still learning it, learning its limitations. My first few attempts were a little too broad but I'm learning to nuance it. No this conversation is to tell you to just let it happen, because it's going to happen, but your...intervention, let's say...decides on if I move on with new toys or use Eve as my personal cum dump forever."

You're rendered speechless as how callous he sounds saying he would take Eve forever. He casually continues, "Girls like Eve, even as hot of a piece of ass she is, there's always another one next year. And the year after. Relationships like yours don't usually even last. I also have to remind you, based on what Eve told me, you've been enjoying these perks too."

Your face reddens in shame, knowing he's right about that last bit. Miles grins at your discomfort.

"So how about this - you continue enjoying these perks as I use the ring to get things just where I want them. And I intend to use every one of Eve's holes until she can't walk, believe me. But you...well you get to be a young man using the holes of every other coed on campus. You see? You come out a winner," Miles keeps speaking to you as if you're close to agreeing. "Now I can't push myself too hard, those first two weeks were a doozy, but I still have a ways to go. Use this week of my absence to think it over."

You latch onto that, saying, "You'll be gone...for a week?"

"Yes my boy, I have some family matters to attend to unfortunately, but this gives you ample time to come to terms with what's to come. I think you'll thank me ultimately when you realize girls like Eve are really just whores waiting to be used," Miles tells you. Your fists ball up but Miles doesn't notice, but he is waving Anthony in. You realize Miles has steered you both back to the art building's door. "I think we're done for the night, you and I. I'm not done with Eve however, so best start now in getting used to the idea of Eve servicing my cock."

He turns around without waiting for a response, Anthony the security guard trailing behind him. You're filled with anger and despair, then horror, as you rush around the building to see into the studio. What is he going to do to Eve!?