My Taboo Harem!

Her sharp cry had barely faded when her hands flew into his hair when Phei brew on her pussy and sealed his lips on her pussy and sucked her deep; gripping of his suction so tightly her knuckles went white as she forced his head deeper between her legs as she experienced a first half-orgasm.

Phei answered by breathing a long, controlled stream of Void-Ice directly onto her dripping cunt.

The freezing cold pleasure slammed into Dravenna like a second orgasm hitting before the first had even finished.

Dravenna’s entire body locked up and a raw, broken scream tore from her throat as her ass lifted completely off the table, with her legs shaking violently in the air while her pussy clenched and gushed around nothing as she experienced two orgasms at once.

Phei didn’t waste the opportunity.

Two long fingers pushed into her spasming, cum-flooded pussy without mercy, sinking deep and immediately curling hard against that sensitive spot inside her.

He pumped his fingers slowly at first, letting her feel every knuckle stretching her open, then faster, scissoring his fingers to spread her inner walls while her release coated his hand in thick, creamy strands.

Her ass hovered midair, shaking, the round cheeks flexing with every thrust of his fingers as more of her cum was forced out around his digits and ran down toward her asshole.

Only when her body started to drop did he catch her.

One strong hand gripped her ass hard from underneath — his fingers sinking deep into the soft, firm flesh — and he guided her back down onto the table with a wet, sinful slap.

Her peaky, round ass met the polished blackwood with a heavy sound, the impact making her cheeks jiggle slightly before settling. The ivory silk was completely bunched around her waist now, useless.

Her bare pussy was left obscenely exposed — her pussy lips had become puffy and dark pink, her hole visibly twitching and leaking fresh rivers of cum that pooled beneath her ass on the table.

Phei didn’t let her rest.

His fingers started moving again inside her pussy — slow and deep at first with deliberate strokes that dragged along her inner walls, pressing against every sensitive spot while his thumb circled her clit in tight, controlled motions. Dravenna’s body writhed in pleasure, muffled moans vibrated in her throat.

Her hips tried to roll, tried to fuck herself on his fingers.

He watched her pussy the entire time.

Every time he pulled his fingers out halfway, her greedy now stretched hole clenched and tried to suck them back in.

Thick strings of her cum stretched between his fingers and her entrance before breaking. When he pushed back in, more of her release was pushed out, running down over her asshole in glistening trails.

Phei leaned in and let his tongue frost over with Void-Ice.

He dragged the cold, wet frosted surface slowly up her inner thigh first, leaving a trail of frost that made her leg tremble, before finally pressing his tongue flat against her pussy. He licked from bottom to top in one long stroke, the freezing cold combined with the softness of his tongue making Dravenna’s entire body jerk hard against the restraints.

Her muffled cry of pleasure was loud as she filled the library with evidence of how good she was feeling.

He looked up at her and smirked.

Fresh cum was already leaking from her slit in broken, steady streams.

He pulled his fingers out slowly, watching her pussy agape slightly before clenching shut again.

Then he took her left hand, frosted it with liquid ice until her fingers glistened, and guided it to her own breast, Phei then made her circle her stiff nipple through the silk in slow, deliberate strokes with cold fingers exactly where he could see her pleasure point connecting to her pussy.

The cold shot straight from down to her pussy — he could see it clench visibly every time she touched herself.

He did the same with her right hand, forcing her to play with both of her heavy breasts at once while he watched.

Only then did he return to her thighs.

His frosted tongue pushed between her outer folds, parting the puffy lips with deliberate slowness.

He licked along her inner pink walls, the cold making her thighs shake harder; he paused right at the entrance to her virgin pussy, the very tip of his tongue pressing against the spasming hole. It clenched and fluttered around nothing, trying to pull his tongue inside.

Phei smiled against her.

He gave one shallow thrust of his tongue — just the tip pushing in — then pulled back.

Dravenna’s thighs snapped around his head instantly, locking him in place as her upper body collapsed back onto the table with a muffled, desperate sound.

He took full advantage.

He lifted one of her legs and settled it firmly onto the table, spreading her even wider.

Then he used Void-Ice to seal both of her ankles and thighs to the sides and top of the table — thick, glowing bands of frost locking her completely open.

Before she could even process it, he sealed both of her wrists above her head as well.

Dravenna’s eyes widened in shock.

When her mouth opened to speak, Phei sealed it shut with a thin layer of ice across her lips — not painful, but effective. Now only one limb remained completely free, though even that was limited by how spread she was.

The view was utterly beautiful, at least in Phei’s perspective.

From her head (silver hair wild, eyes glassy with overwhelmed pleasure) down to her exposed, heavy breasts (nipples stiff and dark from the cold, silk pushed aside), the smooth plane of her stomach rising and falling rapidly, down to her shaking, spread thighs and the completely exposed, frosted, dripping mess of her pussy — she looked like something out of the most depraved fantasy.

Phei stepped back to admire his artwork:

"There," he said, voice low and satisfied.

He sealed her last free leg as well.

Dravenna didn’t fight the restraints.

She simply lay there, chest heaving, pussy visibly clenching and leaking onto the table.

Phei leaned over until his mouth was right beside her ear:

"You’re not the graceful Dean of Ashford Elite Academy anymore now, are you, Dravenna?" he whispered, voice thick with dark amusement and lust. "Now look at how you’re. Spread open on my table like this. How does it feel, huh?"

She couldn’t answer with her mouth sealed, but her body spoke for her — another fresh trickle of cum leaking from her pussy at his words.

He used one finger and trailed it slowly down the center of her chest, letting Goddess Fall Touch bloom with every inch of contact. The pleasure was intensely good her back arched hard off the table. He circled each stiff nipple, then dragged the finger lower — down her stomach — stopping just above her clit.

He looked into her wide, pleasure-drunk eyes.

"How does it feel to be completely at the mercy of your student now, Dean?"

He pulled his hand away.

Her hips twitched upward, chasing the touch she’d lost.

Phei walked over and picked up his phone.

"I made myself a lot of promises about what I was going to do to you the moment I got you alone," he said as he returned between her legs. "Do you know what one of them was?"

She shook her head slowly.

He raised the phone and started recording.

The first few photos captured everything — her bound, spread, dripping state from multiple angles. Then he moved closer and took close-ups of her frosted pussy, zooming in on how her hole kept clenching and leaking.

He removed the frost with a touch and took more photos of the raw, cum-slick state of her.

Then he brought his fingers back to her pussy on camera. He spread her open with two fingers, showing the inside of her pink, wet cunt to the recording before pushing both fingers deep inside her again.

He started the video.

His fingers moved in and out of her — slow at first, then faster and harder.

Wet, filthy sounds filled the library as Dravenna’s hips began rolling on their own, fucking herself on his fingers as much as the ice restraints allowed. Her ass lifted and dropped against the table with every thrust, her bound body writhing helplessly while he recorded every second.

Phei raised the phone to capture her face and bouncing breasts.

"Isn’t this perverted, Dean?" he asked calmly. "Look at you. Fucking yourself on your student’s fingers while I record every single second of it. Does that turn you on?"

Phei drove his fingers deeper, curling them hard while gripping and frosting her clit at the same time.

"Say it," he ordered. "Louder."

"Yes it does! I’m coming on my student’s fingers!" she shouted, voice cracking as her orgasm crashed through her. Her pussy squirted around his fingers in messy pulses, her bound body shaking violently against the ice.

Only when she started to come down did he slowly pull his fingers out.