Paul Gable - Teacher bound for torture

"Fuck… man, gonna pop off in her pussy pretty fuckin' soon!"

"No, no!"

The thickness of his fucking cock let the woman feel everything against her cunt walls at once as he kept on fucking her. Jack would pull all the way back, bracing his knees against the table while letting only the bulbous head tug against her cunt lips. Then he threw all his weight into a forward lurch and again buried his cock in her. He kept on stabbing his greasy hunk of prickmeat in again and again, setting a beat the woman soon picked up.

"Ohhhh God!"

"Gonna do it… gonna do it," Jack panted, shaking the sweat from his forehead.

"Oh noooo…"

Susan struggled to climb the long pole again and again, straining every muscle to meeting the pounding of his cock. Her thighs jerked up to his driving thrusts and she could feel her pussy lips tightening around that fat prick until she thought she could hear her bones cracking from the wild fuck. She wanted more cock, more sensation, more of the pain and humiliation.

"Oh no… gonna cum, cum!" Susan cried closing her eyes and feeling the explosion of lusty fire burning into her dir. It was going to be the most wild hardest cum of her life!

"Good, baby, that's the way."

"Yaghghghghgh!"

Susan thought the world had exploded and gone to hell all around her. She shouted and sobbed, shoving her tightened cunt against Jack's groin. She slammed his body violently, making the stud grunt. Susan cried out his name, clawing her fingernails along his broad back, flailing the backs of her legs against the table. She dragged her hard nipples over his chest, feeling her pussy cinch down yet again on his pumping cock rod.

"Oh, oh… aghghghg!"

Jack continued to fuck her like a wild man, writhing his hips around, stirring his cock inside her like a giant spoon. He stopped for a moment, keeping his prick rod all the way in her pussy. Susan rolled her eyes back into her head, staring wildly at the ceiling while her knees trembled mightily. Still the awesome spasms of her climax were raging through her body and she hunched up, making short, guttural sounds.

"Uh… huhhhhrrrr! Hughhhhrrr!"

The fiery climactic spasms fired into her clit. Susan was bouncing against Jack, then against while the big stud began his final fuck-thrust. "Man, fuck it out! Fuck!"

Jack fucked into her hard, each fuck-thrust making Susan's body slam hard against the table. That was good, very good. The frantic teacher needed that violence, needed to feel his body hammering into hers as she continued exploding again and again in climax. When Jack grabbed onto her hair once more and yanked hard, Susan shrieked in ecstasy. When he slapped her with the back of his right hand, his knuckles bruising her chin as he began firing his white-hot load of jizz into her cunt, the woman felt herself propelled into heaven.

Still heaving and gasping, Susan watched whirling stars explode in front of her. They burst in the darkest part of her brain while convulsions racked her body. Susan wished this could go on for an eternity and for a while she thought it surely would. The massive fuck jolts took her will and strength away as her cunt clenched again and again at the shooting prick. Then the spasms began to die away and Susan slowly dropped her hands from Jack's back, turning her head away from his face and gasping for air. She was returning to reality now. The delight in having the hardest, best fuck in her life was giving way to the fact that it was her sadistic student, Jack, who had given it to her.

Jenny! Susan remembered the girl with a shock of guilt. Turning her head, she saw over Jack's arm the redhead draped backward aver the sawhorse. The girl's hair fanned down, touching the floor while her legs were spread apart in some grotesque fashion. Clint was still wedged between her thighs, driving his hips forward. Only an occasional moan escaped her lips. Jenny had been fucked, and fucked cruelly by the stud. Her wrist and opposing ankle were still cuffed together, and Susan groaned at the though. Then she shivered when she felt Jack slowly pulling his cock from her arm.

"Ummmm!"

"You like that, bitch? You like me fuckin' you half outta your fuckin' mind? Christ, you dig everything I do to you."

"Don't know about this one, though, Jack. She just lies here. Nothin'," Clint said.

Clint pulled out of Jenny's cunt, pinching her nipples for a response. Jenny let out a low groan, her body shivering at the touch.

"You just don't have the knack yet, buddy," Jack said, grinning.

"Maybe so. I guess teach over there's gonna have to have a little talk with the honor student over here."

The two teens laughed as they dressed. They uncuffed the hapless Jenny. The girl slumped to the floor, covering her face with one hand. She was crying freely now, her body heaving with the sobs. Susan began to rise from the table to comfort her, but Jack restrained her with one raised hand.

"So, you got your cherry popped, eh, bitch?" he said flatly, reaching down and gripping a handful of Jenny's red hair.

Jenny drew in a sharp breath at the savage yank, her face revealing itself to be wrinkled with pain and humiliation. She obviously was straining to be silent, stifling her screams while Jack twisted her hair.

"My buddy over there says you didn't perform too good. Bet that's because it hurt gettin' that ol' cherry taken care of. But now you don't have one."

Jenny sobbed at the words, then regained control, looking hatefully up at him.

"So now we all can play fun games. You, me, Clint over there, and teach. She digs this, man, she really digs it," Jack said, glancing over one shoulder at the cringing Susan.

"Ohhhhh, Miss Evans! How could you have done this to me?" Jenny sobbed.

The accusing words stung Susan to the heart once more. It was useless to try to explain things to the girl.

Susan watched helplessly as Clint rook more rope and bound the redhead's arms behind her. Jenny sat cross-legged on the floor, teats streaming down onto her flushed cheeks. She had hoped that her ordeal was over but obviously it was only starting. Clint brought out what appeared to be a metal dog collar, attached to which was a long strip of buckled leather. Slipping the collar around Jenny's neck, he adjusted it until Susan could hear the girl gagging.

"That'll keep you from screamin' down the walls," Jack observed.

Clint next took the broad leather strap and brought it up to the girl's cheeks. Reaching behind, he pulled out a dirty kerchief then stuffed it in the teen's mouth.

Jenny's eyes widened with horrified surprise. Jerking her legs out, she fell back instinctively from that quick move. Clint caught her, tightening the leather until it was pressing hard against her cheeks. Jenny tried to scream but the filthy handkerchief held in place by the gag did its job. Susan watched as the girl's face turned white with pale horror.

"Okay, get old Johnny out here," Jack said. "Johnny's a friend you're gonna like a lot. He takes our place for a lotta girls till we can get around to 'em."

Clint rolled out what appeared to be a long pole mounted on a circular stand. Instantly Susan saw the large twelve-inch long pink latex dildo standing straight. She gasped, drawing one hand over her mouth. Jenny screamed through the gag, her cheeks reddening with the effort. Clint and Jack were on her in a second, each one taking her under the armpit and lifting her easily until she was suspended over the awful cock. Jenny tried kicking and fighting, the strain apparent in her eyes, but nothing could get her out of this horror. Then suddenly she went limp.

"Okay, time to lower the slut."

In the dim garage light Susan watched from her position on the work bench as Clint and Jack dropped Jenny over the mounted dildo. The girl stiffened the moment that thing touched her pussy.