I feel my cock twitch in response. Still hard. Still ready.
A thought flashes in my mind.
*System, does the pill do anything else besides regenerating the hymen?*
[Affirmative. The Pill of Restoration restores all penetrated orifices to their original state, not just the hymen. This includes the vaginal canal and — as a secondary effect — the anal sphincter. Hope's anal virginity has been restored.]
I almost laugh. Of course it has.
"Hope." I keep her kneeling in front of me. "Stand up."
She does, her legs wobbling.
"Turn around. Face away from me."
She turns. Her back is to me now, her shoulders hunched, her breath uneven.
"Bend over the edge of the bed. Palms flat. Arch your back."
She plies slowly, her hands pressing into the mattress, her spine curving, her bare ass presented to me. Her legs are trembling.
"Yes, Professor," she whispers, her voice shaking.
I step behind her, grab the hem of her blouse, and bunch it up on her shoulders, exposing her back and the sides of her breasts. I bend forward, reaching around to cup her tits, my fingers finding her nipples and rolling them gently. She shivers, a soft moan escaping.
"Good girl. You're learning."
I release her breasts and straighten, one hand gripping her hip, the other guiding my cock between her cheeks. I press against her asshole — tight, untouched, virgin again. She doesn't know what's ing. She thinks the worst is over.
"Professor? What...?"
I push. Just the tip. She cries out, her body jerking forward.
"It's okay," Katie coos from beside her, stroking her hair. "Just breathe, sweetheart. Let him in."
"But — it's — it's there — and it hurts..."
"Yes. That's the next lesson."
I push deeper, watching her asshole stretch around my girth, feeling my cock forcing her tight and smooth anal walls to widen forcefully, her asshole's ring trying to constrict and choke my invading fleshy intruder, and failing miserably, leaving only a stretched asshole and Hope's miserable screams of pain — I love her impossible virgin tightness. She screams and sobs, her fingers scrabbling across the sheets.
"Professor — it hurts so much, please stop! My insides are hurting — "
"You still have lessons to learn, Miss Lawrence. And I'm not done teaching."
I grip her hips, then move my waist slightly backward, and with an abrupt movement I lean my whole body forward at full force, causing my hungry cock to brutally jam up her ass all the way to its root, my engorged balls slapping soundly against her cunt.
Her screams rise in decibels, shrill like a pig being slaughtered. Well, not too far from reality, really. Thankfully, when I renovated the building I put a lot of attention into isolating sound.
I hold there, buried inside her virgin ass, letting her feel the full length of it while I squeeze her asscheeks with both hands and playfully spank her once. God, I am really enjoying myself.
Katie runs a hand down her spine. "Shh. You're taking it. You're doing so well."
"I — I can't — "
"You can. You are." Katie's voice is soft, unwavering. "Feel him inside you, sweetheart. You're stretched around him. You're holding him."
Her tone shifts, venom dripping into her words.
"You can lie to me, but you can't lie to yourself. You are a little slut, and you enjoy every painful second of it, don't you, you little whore?"
Hope sobs, desperate and confused, her denials tumbling out between hiccupping breaths. "No — I'm not — I'm not a — please — "
I start moving. Slow. Shallow. Her cries pitch with every thrust.
"That's it, Miss Lawrence. You're learning."
Her body is struggling to accept the invasion, each thrust splitting her open wider but she is unable to do anything to stop it, her muscles locking and unlocking with each merciless rhythm, her pain fueling my pace as I punish her tight hole, grinding past her resistance inch by inch, her broken cries and sobs dissolving into guttural moans and shameless whimpers while her body betrays her, her violated asshole gripping me like a vice — her tears and spit mixing on the sheets while her cunt learns to crave the abuse, her ass clenching around me like it never wants to let go.
When I feel her third orgasm ripple through her, I bury myself deep and pump my corrupting fatherly essence inside her up-to-a-few-minutes-ago tight virgin ass, flooding her with the second load of the night.
She collapses onto the mattress, limp, whimpering, her asshole clenching around me as I pull out. A trickle of cum and blood seeps from her freshly broken hole.
Katie gathers her into her arms, stroking her hair. "You were perfect, sweetheart. You're done. You did so well."
I step back, catch my breath, and look at Hester — still curled on the bed, her hand between her thighs, her eyes wide.
"Your turn, pet."
I gesture to Hope's limp, whimpering form sprawled across the bed. "Good schoolmates help each other out, pet. Katie, move aside."
Katie shifts, and I point at my cock — slick with Hope's blood and my cum, still glistening in the dim light.
"Clean it."
Hester crawls over without hesitation, lowers her head, and takes me in her mouth. Her tongue works methodically, lapping up every trace of her schoolmate's defloration — the blood, the cum, the sweat. She doesn't flinch. She doesn't stop until I'm spotless. What a good little horny pet.
I stroke her hair as she pulls back, her lips wet and shiny. "Good girl. Now clean your schoolmate's cunt. She's earned it."
Hester gently rolls Hope onto her back, spreading her limp legs. Hope whimpers, too spent to do anything but twitch as Hester lowers her head and drags her tongue through the mess of fluids dripping from Hope's abused pussy, licking and sucking, cleaning every fold, every inch of her ravaged flesh.
By the time she finishes, Hope is moaning lightly with closed eyes, and I'm hard as iron again. Hester looks up at me, her chin glistening, her eyes dark with arousal.
"Turn her over. Face down. I want you to suck her asshole clean."
Hester plies, rolling Hope onto her stomach. She lies flat on the mattress herself, her face pressed between Hope's spread cheeks, her tongue working into Hope's freshly broken hole, lapping up the blood and cum still leaking from it.
I climb onto the bed behind Hester, grip her hips, and line my cock up with her ass. I push in without warning, burying myself in her tight hole in one single thrust. She moans against Hope's ass, her body jerking forward, but she doesn't stop licking.
I set a brutal pace, slamming into her ass while she keeps her mouth pressed to Hope's hole, her muffled moans vibrating against her schoolmate's flesh. Her ass tightens around me with every stroke, gripping my cock like a vice, pulling me deeper. I grab a handful of her hair and yank her head back, forcing her to arch her spine, my other hand gripping her hip hard enough to bruise.
"You like that, pet? Having your schoolmate's blood and cum on your tongue while I fuck your ass?"
She tries to answer, but only a strangled moan es out, her body trembling, her cunt dripping onto the sheets. I pound into her without mercy, feeling my orgasm building, the familiar pressure coiling in my balls.
"That's it. Take it. Take every inch like the good little pet you are."
I bury myself to the hilt and unload — rope after rope of hot cum flooding her ass, filling her up while she quivers and moans beneath me, until she gasps as an explosive orgasm courses through her body, still licking Hope's hole even now. When I finally pull out, my cum drips from her stretched asshole, mixing with Hope's fluids on the sheets.
I pull Hester off Hope and collapse onto the bed, my chest heaving. I pat my chest, and Hope stirs, crawling up to rest her head on it. Hester scurries to my other side, tucking herself against my shoulder.
I kiss the top of each of their heads, gently, softly.
"Roleplay's over. You both did great."
Hope hums, nuzzling into me. Hester says nothing but presses closer.
Katie's voice cuts through the quiet from the edge of the bed. "And what about me? I'm the only one who hasn't been fucked tonight."
I chuckle, my fingers tracing lazy circles on Hope's shoulder. "Upstart slave. That unquenchable thirst for cock of yours..."
But my cock twitches, betraying me.
Katie's eyes catch it. A slow, predatory smile spreads across her face as she rises to her hands and knees and crawls toward me across the mattress — a panther stalking her prey.
I look down at my once-again erect dick and sigh.
*Oh well. Once more into the breach, my friend...*
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