You embrace your purpose

Your helpless body convulses as Professor Garrison's cock continues to pound into you, the anal wand pulsing in and out of your little rosebud. You know he's getting close, his cock swelling and throbbing with each thrust into your tight wet cunt. You moan as the slowly wilting cock is pulled out of your stretched mouth, a stream of saliva and semen dripping from it to puddle on the floor. You're still rocked by orgasms as your professor fucks you hard, his body slapping against yours, his cock pistoning into you with lewd wet sounds of pure sex.

You're crying out incoherent noises, begging for more and pleading for him to stop while your body quivers with bliss and you scream your abandoned pleasure to the room.

From the rapid thrusts and the grunting you know he's very close to coming now. At the crucial moment he rips the anal wand out of your ass, the beads popping out of you quickly as he explodes inside you, his hot seed filling your tight cunt as your abused ass flares from the sudden rippling removal of the beads.

You hear his groan of triumphant conquest over your own squeals of devastating orgasm, your bound body arching back to take him as deep as possible, your muscles quivering with orgasmic spasms.

Finally sated, he pulls out of your dripping cunt, presenting his thick meat to your face. It's dripping with curds of cream and your own juices and gives off the humid aroma of thoroughly fucked pussy.

"Clean it up, bitch. The evening has just begun," he tells you with a cruel laugh. You don't hesitate. You stretch your neck as your mouth hungrily wraps around the head of his cock. You slide the rest in deep as you gag and **** but continue to clean him with your lips and tongue, savouring his delicious cream and your own sweet juices.

You look at him with wide, submissive eyes. You know that you have lost this battle, and with it the war. He is smarter and fitter than you, and you have no chance against his ruthless power.