"Punishes" her

The dean moved back behind Thyra, out of her field of view.
She could hear him stop directly behind her though, and she soon felt one of his hands being placed on her crotch.
The dean ran his fingers along her swollen cuntlips, making Thyra moan and jerk her head left and right.
Then, she felt him position his member against the folds of her vagina.
Roughly and savagely, the dean pressed forwards, and had Thyra been able to see his face, she would have seen his vicious grin.
But Thyra was too busy clinching her eyes shut and screaming, as the nature of the ring was revealed to her as her pussy was penetrated.
She felt a surge of energy unleash itself from it, filling her body with a tingling sensation.
Dean Masterson began to hump into her swiftly, his cold hands grabbing hold of her midsection.
For every thrust into her, the energy produced by the ring grew stronger in ****, reaching a level that made Thyra see hot blue sparks even as her eyes were closed.
She could still feel the dean’s hands groping her, his fingers digging into her flesh, as he further intensified his taking of her.
The old man was grunting hard with each thrust, and Dean Masterson felt his balls begin to stir.
When the dean came into her, Thyra felt all the energy produced by the ring focus on her engorged clit, her screams sounding more like howls at the intense, sharp pleasure that she felt from it.
She came too, her entire body throbbing with pleasure as her new master’s cum mixed with her own juices.
“Good,” the dean said as he finished, “now spread your cheeks for me.”
Thyra heard his command, but realized that she was no longer prepared to blindly follow his will, her self-control had returned!
She could turn the tables on the old bastard, but it would perhaps be wiser to let him have his way with her, not risking her employment, which would give her access to all those handsome young hunks.