Not well enough

Ten minutes of vigorous facefucking, a sobbing and gagging lesbian, and a massive cumshot right into her eyes and all over her face later, Viktor felt some measure of relief. Still, she hadn't done well enough.

"Did you cum, Michelle?"

She shook her head 'no'.

"Then it doesn't count. We'll have to start over with another hole, to make it easier for you to get off."

"But Viktor, I already made you cum -"

Viktor cut her off by adjusting the all's setting to '2'.

"- Although you must be right. If I didn't cum, too, then it probably doesn't count as an apology, huh? Okay, what did you have in mind?"

"I'm thinking a suitable apology at this point would consist of you getting naked, bending over on my desk, and masturbating to the thought of that facefucking while I jerk off with your asshole."

Michelle pales at the notion, but nods. Much like someone might if they'd been caught skipping class or coming into work late, and been reprimanded.

"Okay... If that's what it will take for you to forgive me, I'll try. But I don't know if I can reach orgasm just thinking about your dick in my throat and your cum on my face while you buttfuck me. I'm really sorry! But, you know... I am a lesbian, after all."

Viktor nodded sagely.

"Don't worry, Michelle. If it's hard for you to cum that way, I'll just keep fucking and cumming in your asshole until you finally manage it or class ends. There's only four hours left, so letting me mercilessly slam my massive cock into your virgin, lesbian asshole for all that time should be a decent apology. And if it's not, I can always knock you up, right? So just stop whining and strip already, my dick's getting cold."

Michelle nodded, resigned to her duties, and her tears began to flow once more as she spit on her hand to try and lube up her pinhole-tight anus. Before she could, though, Viktor stopped her.

"What are you doing? Lube is for straight girls, Michelle."

"Oh," she responded, growing visibly more distraught at her impending total anal destruction, "of course, how silly of me."

Drying her hand off on her discarded clothes, Michelle just bent over on top of the desk, and reached back to spread her ass apart for Viktor.

"I'm so sorry, Viktor... Please *sob*, please forgive me!" Michelle managed to **** out between sobs as she felt Viktor's tip pressed against her wholly unprepared backdoor.