But when he reached out for her tits, she found she was a fraction of an inch too far away. She straightened her shoulders and caused her tits to sway provocatively.
'They're yours, master. All yours! Do with them what you will!'
She gave a huge wiggle and her skirt fell away. She stood almost naked in front of the man. All the young college student had on was her panties – and the garter belt and stockings she'd worn especially for her lover.
Stripping off the panties proved to be a problem. Manna found they were completely drenched with her pussy juice. She was so eager to get naked and give her master pleasure, she almost flung them to the floor after peeling them away from her pussy.
But she didn't do it quite that way. She made it slow, teasing, tormenting to the man watching her strip. It paid big dividends. The look on the philosophy professor's face as her cunt slowly came into sight was worth any number of fuckings Bert could give her. The sexual tensions mounting in her cunt were reaching levels so high she felt the lightest touch might set her off.
Manna almost came when he jerked hard on her chain again.
'Is that all you have to offer, your smelly cunt? Do better, slave, and do much better!'
She held out her hands as she lightly danced backwards, hips swaying, tits flopping around. The light from the single window played over the metal links in the chain around her neck. Less brilliant rays reflected off her snowy white skin.
She was everything a man could ask for. The young girl was beckoning to the man to come into her arms. Her tits were firm and high placed on her chest. She was wantonly naked. The garter belt holding up her stockings outlined her cunt so that Dr. Nathaniel had no trouble seeing exactly where he could stuff his prick.
The man was around the desk in a flash. Nothing mattered to him now more than making the teasing young college student worship his cock. If her cunt needed a prick jammed into it, she would just have to wait for a while.
He caught her and pulled her savagely to his body. He felt her rock-hard nipples poking into his body. This told him exactly how aroused she'd gotten. Her pink tongue slowly made a nervous circuit of her lips.
The blonde teenager was as horny as he was. She wanted to be fucked. Her cunt longed for his cock. He'd really give it to her this time.
As her legs, opened slightly, he bent his knees and straightened. His cock shot upward, hitting right on its blonde target. He smashed the head of his prick directly into her cunt. The pussyjuice began oozing out and down the sides of his cock. The girl moaned as he sank his cock into her all the way to his balls.
Her cunt's dribbling of fuck juices lubricated her fully for his forceful entry. She gasped and shoved her pointy nipples into his chest. She was ready to get fucked.
He stiffened, his legs even more and fucked deep into her pussy. She sagged limply against the philosophy professor as he drove his prick all the way up into her cunt. The soft, wet, clinging folds of her cunt totally surrounded his virile prick.
With a quick motion, he whirled the chain around and caught her hands behind her back. He pulled her wrists together. Manna shrieked and tried to back away. The cock in her pussy prevented it. He kept her up on tiptoe.
'Try to get away from your master, eh?' he snarled. His cock surged in the blonde teenager's tight pussy. 'Well, you won't. You're my slave and you'll do whatever I want you to!'
'Fuck me, master, fuck me good!' she moaned.
Manna was delirious with the sensations ripping into her body. As long as he stood with his knees locked, she was forced to remain on tiptoe. The young girl felt the muscles in her calves beginning to complain. And the chain had been wound around her wrists with cruel force. But most of all, his prick was threatening to cut her in half.
She tensed, her cunt muscles to hang onto his cock. The blonde coed knew he was straining to keep from coming. She'd felt men's pricks bucking inside her like this before. She massaged and caressed and squeezed with her pussy muscles as hard as she could.
She wanted her master to enjoy her tight pussy even more than he was already.
His hips began working slowly. He didn't fuck her hard and fast. Instead, he used a slow, steady rhythm. As he pulled out, she felt a tremendous suction forming inside her. She lifted one stocking-clad leg and wrapped it around his waist.
This helped her keep her balance. With hands savagely chained behind her back and the chain looped around the dog collar circling her neck, she needed all the help she could get just staying upright. The cock in her cunt helped, too, in a most exciting way.
Dr. Nathaniel was abusing her, treating her like an animal, and she wanted more! Manna couldn't help herself. She had to have more.
She looked down where his cock was just barely parting her pink, scalloped pussy lips. They were red with excitement and bulging out. The mere sight of those fiery red flaps of flesh aroused her even more.
'Fuck me, fuck me hard! Drive that prick of yours up my cunt so hard it'll come out my mouth!'
'You didn't call me master,' he said. He jerked on the chain around her neck. The coed had to do a precarious balancing act to keep on her one foot. The other leg still circled the man's waist.
He arched his back and thrust his prick into her seething hot cunt. She immediately tried to crush him with her hot, wanton pussy walls. She felt the soft folds inside her cunt stretching to accommodate his prick. She pulled her cunt tight around his cock and then squeezed down.
'So hot!' he grated. 'That cunt is crushing me flat, slut!'
'And you're tearing me up inside, master. Shove it in deep. Fuck me with that lovely prick until I can't take any more. Punish me, punish me with your cock!'
His hands dropped the chain and roamed over her back until he found the proper place to grip her, to support her, to pull her lush body into his. Then he began twisting from side to side.
With his cock already pressing hard into her pussy walls, he gave her added punishment. His bucking, jerking cock stretched her in new and different directions. She moaned loudly and then buried her face in the hollow of his neck. The sensations assaulting her body were too intense for her to bear up under for long. She felt the familiar sexual tensions building up inside her cunt.
The blonde coed didn't know if it came from the feel of his cock heating up her pussy walls or from the fact he had chained her like an animal after forcing her to strip. It didn't matter. She was getting a sexual thrill so intense off this bondage fucking that she felt like she was walking a tight-wire and might slip into ecstasy at any instant.
Every time his cock, drove hard and hot into her, the friction made her just a little more aroused. The way he twitched his hips around stirred his hard, throbbing cock inside her like a spoon in a mixing bowl.
She began kissing and licking along the line of his jaw. She slithered back to the hollow under his ear. Her tongue flashed out. Hotly, Manna whispered in his ear, 'I love this, master. I love the feel of your cock in me. Fuck me harder!'
She tensed her leg wrapped around his waist to show him exactly what she wanted. This action pulled him closer and drove his cock a fraction of an inch farther up her fuming hot cunt.
He locked his knees again. His prick shot up into her pussy like a rocket blasting off into orbit. This caused the blonde teenager to lose her balance. She couldn't stand on tiptoe any longer. She stumbled and fell heavily, unable to break her fall with her chained hands.
On her back, she stared up at the man towering above her. His cock looked like a telephone pole jutting from his groin.
'Slut,' was all he said as he jerked off over her. The stream of jizz arched up and spattered her face. The hot, gooey cum leaked down and matted in her eyes. Her tongue probed out and discovered one tiny river. The blonde teenager hungrily lapped the cum all up, begging silently for more.
He didn't give it to her. He just jerked so hard on the chain it spun her around. He undid her wrists, then unleashed her neck. Manna wiped the cum from her eyes and stared up at the philosophy professor.
'Be at my house in one hour,' he said. 'And if you're even one second late, I will severely punish you.'
Without another word, Dr. Nathaniel spun and left the classroom. Manna lay on the cold linoleum floor for a long time both hating and loving him. Then she slowly got to her feet and dressed.
