Chapter 446. Licking All Her Love Juices Clean With Her Own Tongue**

"Alright, get your massive ass and thighs up, Professor." Rex grinned. "We’re still far away from done."

Rex grabbed Elizabeth by the hips, hauling her off the floor like she weighed nothing at all, and tossed her onto the bed. Before she could even process the movement, she found herself straddling his thick thighs with her soaked pussy clinging to her skin.

He sat back on the edge of the mattress, his muscular arms framing her as he trapped her against his chest. One massive hand came up to cradle her jaw, his thumb dragging across her swollen lower lip in a way that felt both possessive and degrading.

"I can’t believe I could see this kind of sight from you," Rex growled, his breath hot against her ear. "The brilliant Professor Elizabeth, sitting on a real man like her little bitch."

"You’re starting to like this, don’t you?"

"You like feeling how much bigger and stronger I am than that pathetic little boy you call a fiancé."

"I felt so satisfied defeating him in that sparring match back then, but now... I’m even more satisfied that I can defeat him more by having, first of all, everything you could give me."

He leaned in, his wet tongue licking slowly up the shell of her ear, sending a shudder through her entire frame. "You don’t have to worry about anything now..."

"He’d be so fucking ashamed of you," Rex whispered, his voice dripping with malicious satisfaction. "Oh wait, he doesn’t even know yet..."

"And that’s the best FUCKING part, ain’t it?!"

"You carry this secret like a fucking trophy between your legs."

Elizabeth’s mind was a storm of conflicting emotions, full of shame, arousal, guilt, and a growing, terrifying sense of submission. "Gugghh..."

’I should push him away,’ she thought desperately, even as her body melted into his heat. ’I should tell him to stop... but god, I don’t want him to stop...’

’I just have to endure it... and make sure that he’s not angry at me.’

’This is for my future... I need to remember that...! Our future!’

Rex seemed to read her every thought as he pulled his hand down between them. His fingers were still dripping with the evidence of her massive orgasm; thick, pearly strands of her own fluids stretched between his digits.

He held his hand up in front of her face, the glistening wetness catching the light. "My fingers are full of your love juices right now from your first time squirting."

"Don’t you enjoy squirting for the first time?" Rex taunted, his eyes burning into hers. "It feels like you’re being used like a fucking toy, and it’ll get better over overtime."

"Now, show me how much you love your own filth."

He pressed his wet fingers against her lips, forcing them apart. The smell of her own arousal hit her full force, making her stomach flip in a mix of disgust and arousal.

"Let me just kiss you already..."

"No... please..."

"Still being resistant, huh? Then open your mouth, Professor," he commanded, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous growl. "I want you to taste yourself."

"I want you to fucking acknowledge what I just made you do."

"Mmmph..." Elizabeth whimpered, her eyes wide with shame as she looked at his fingers.

’I can’t... I can’t do this...’ her mind screamed.

And then, against her better judgment, she leaned forward. Her tongue darted out, tentatively licking the wetness from his fingers.

"That’s it... I love it when you do that without resistance."

The taste of her was salty, sweet, and utterly humiliating, sending a fresh wave of heat between her legs.

"Yeah, more force with that," Rex growled, his other hand gripping her hair to tilt her head back. "Lick it all up."

"Every fucking drop..."

"And then I’m going to make you do it again. And again. Until you can’t remember what Alexander’s hands even feel like."

Elizabeth let out a soft, broken moan as she began to clean his fingers, her dignity completely dissolved by the sheer, visceral reality of her willingness.

’I’m losing him,’ she realized with a shudder of both terror and ecstasy. ’I’m losing everything... and I don’t even care anymore.’

Elizabeth’s tongue moved desperately over Rex’s thick fingers, her eyes rolling back as the taste of her own arousal flooded her senses. She couldn’t even pretend to be ashamed anymore; her body had completely surrendered to the sensation.

As she cleaned him, her raw, overstimulated pussy continued to leak, the hot, viscous fluid dripping off her thighs and onto the mattress, soaking into Rex’s jeans. "Nggghhh... ahhh..."

"Ah shit, look at you still dripping some of those love juices," Rex laughed. "First-timers are always like this, and it’s funny."

"Well, glad you didn’t squirt while pissing though, ’cause some girls as a first time with squirting always do that."

A sudden, hard pressure pressed into the small of her back, the unmistakable shape of his massive, throbbing cock through his pants. Elizabeth gasped, her breath hitching as the realization of how aroused he was by her submission hit her.

"Ahhhnn... what’s that...?"

"Yeah, you like that, don’t you?" Rex growled, his voice vibrating against her skin as he grabbed her hair with his free hand, tilting her head back. "My cock’s so fucking hard because of you. Because you’re such a dirty, needy little slut."

’Rex’s... penis...? He’s hard because of me... and I can’t believe that it’s so hard like this...’ Elizabeth thought. ’Ugh... this is so embarrassing... to feel your student’s penis feeling excited because of me.’

"Hey now... don’t start thinking about my cock." Rex laughed, and he didn’t wait for an answer. "Your love juices are spilling everywhere, so make sure to clean it yourself."

He plunged both of his wet fingers back into her gaping, aching pussy, the slick friction making a wet, squelching sound that echoed in the quiet room. Elizabeth’s hips bucked instinctively, her thighs trembling as he worked her raw opening with deliberate, punishing depth.

"Nngghhh!"

"There we go," Rex chuckled darkly, feeling her walls clamping around his fingers. "Now you’re going to clean both of my hands, Professor."

"And I don’t want to see a single fucking drop left."

He pulled his fingers out, now coated in a thick, milky cocktail of her own juices and his sweat, and pressed them both against her lips. Elizabeth’s eyes went wide, her breath hitching as she realized what he wanted.

’Oh god... I have to... I have to do it,’ her mind screamed in a mix of terror and traitorous excitement. ’If I don’t, he’ll...’

She didn’t have to finish the thought. The sheer authority in his voice, the way he loomed over her with overwhelming dominance, made her mouth part obediently.

Her tongue darted out even more, licking his fingers clean with frantic, needy strokes. She couldn’t get enough, and she didn’t want to get any. She wanted to feel every inch of him, to taste every part of the man who had utterly dismantled her life.

"Good girl," Rex praised, his other hand coming up to stroke her hair almost tenderly, the gesture sending chills down her spine. "That’s my perfect little slut."

"See how easy it is when you just stop pretending to be something you’re not?"

Elizabeth let out a muffled moan between his fingers, her tongue working with desperate intensity. ’

’He’s right,’ a dark part of her mind whispered, even as her eyes welled with tears. ’I’m not that professor anymore. I’m nothing but this... h-his fucking toy.’

"Tell me what you are right now, Professor..."

"Your... t-toy... slurrrppp..." She said it while licking his fingers.

Rex leaned down, his lips brushing her ear as he watched her worship his fingers. "That’s right, Professor."

"Just this... Just me... Your precious little fiancé is probably at the library right now, thinking he still has a chance."

"Little does he know his perfect woman is here, face deep in her own pussy juice, begging for more."

Elizabeth’s hips bucked involuntarily at the mental image, another fresh wave of lubrication coating her thighs. She was utterly lost, drowning in the sensation of his fingers in her mouth and the pulsing cock pressing against her back, her dignity long ago washed away by the flood of her own pleasure.

"Ah shit, you’re cumming again, hahaha~!"