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Prof. Gottard
By: Grod Date: July 27, 2024, 12:33 am
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You wake up with a start, your muscles aching and your mind
racing to make sense of your surroundings. You're strapped to a
cold, metal table in a starkly lit room, the smell of antiseptic
stinging your nostrils. Above you looms the silhouette of a man
in a lab coat, the harsh light glinting off his spectacles. His
name is Professor Gottard, a man feared and reviled for his
twisted experiments. He steps closer, and you feel a mix of
dread and unwelcome arousal as he removes his dentures,
revealing a mouth of wet, glistening gums. His eyes are
piercing, and you know what he wants. The anticipation builds as
he leans in, his hot breath against your skin, and you can't
escape the feeling of his soft, wrinkled mouth about to engulf
you. You're a young jock, used to conquering the football field,
not being at the mercy of a mad scientist. But here you are,
about to endure a fate that's as thrilling as it is terrifying.
> The professor taunts him then sucks his dick.
As Professor Gottard leans in, his gums part, and his mouth
closes around your dick. The sensation is foreign and
unsettling, yet undeniably arousing. His lack of teeth allows
for a smoother, more sensual experience than you've ever had
with anyone else. His mouth moves rhythmically, his tongue
teasing and stroking with surprising skill. Despite the horror
of the situation, your body responds instinctively to the
pleasure, your cock growing harder with each passing moment. The
professor's eyes never leave yours, a twisted smile playing on
his lips as he watches your reactions. The anticipation turns to
reality as he takes you to the edge, your body taut with need.
You can't help but let out a gasp as you cum, the warmth of your
release filling his mouth. He swallows greedily, the sound
echoing through the cold, sterile room. The professor chuckles,
a disturbing sound in the silence, and you realize with a start
that this is only the beginning.
> The professor sucks him again.
The professor's eyes light up with sadistic pleasure as he feels
your hot cum sliding down his throat. He leans back, panting
slightly, a string of saliva connecting his gums to the tip of
your now-sensitive cock. He wipes his mouth with a gloved hand
and says, "Ah, such a delightful specimen. I can see why you're
so popular with the ladies." He snaps his fingers, and a pair of
burly henchmen enter the room, rolling in a cart filled with an
assortment of ominous devices. They're clearly here to ensure
you don't miss out on any of the professor's "attention." The
anticipation of what's to come sends a shiver down your spine,
mixing fear and excitement in a way that makes your stomach
churn. The professor, seemingly unfazed, takes a moment to
examine his instruments before turning back to you with a wicked
grin. "Now, let's see how much more you can handle," he says,
reaching for a peculiar device that crackles with electricity.
You're strapped down, unable to escape, as he leans in for round
two.
> The professor sucks his dick again, this time slower, really
letting his gums work their magic.
As Professor Gottard leans back in, his mouth makes a wet pop as
it breaks the seal around your sensitive cock. He licks his
lips, tasting your essence, before leaning in again, this time
with an even slower, more deliberate pace. His gums press
firmly, creating a unique sensation that you've never felt
before. The absence of teeth adds an eerie sense of
vulnerability to the act, as if you're being serviced by some
kind of ancient, twisted creature. The pleasure builds at a more
agonizing rate, your body begging for release while your mind
screams for escape. The electric crackle of the device in his
hand only adds to the tension. His eyes are dark with desire,
watching you intently, and you know he's savoring every second
of your torment. He takes his time, each stroke of his tongue
and suck of his mouth a deliberate act of power. The intensity
crescendos, and you find yourself unable to resist the wave of
pleasure that crashes over you. You cum again, harder than
before, the salty taste of your own seed mingling with the
metallic flavor of fear. The professor eagerly swallows, a
satisfied look on his face. He wipes his mouth with a cloth and
says, "Now, let's proceed with the next phase of the
experiment." The henchmen tighten your restraints, and the cart
of instruments is rolled closer. Your heart races as you wonder
what other twisted delights the professor has in store for you.
> The professor sucks the jock's cock all night long.
As the hours stretch on, Professor Gottard shows no signs of
tiring. He continues to suck your dick, varying his pace and
pressure, driving you to the brink of orgasm only to pull back
and start the torturous cycle anew. Each time you cum, the
sensation is more intense, the sound of his wet, gummed mouth
echoing through the room. The henchmen watch with a mix of
boredom and amusement, occasionally offering suggestions or
adjusting the restraints to maximize your discomfort. You're
exhausted, both physically and mentally, but your body remains
stubbornly responsive to the relentless ministrations. The room
spins, and you're not sure how much more you can take, but the
professor seems to have an endless supply of patience. Your eyes
glaze over with fatigue, and your body feels like it's made of
jelly, but the pleasure and pain keep you on the edge of
consciousness. The night stretches on, an eternity of depraved
pleasure at the mercy of Professor Gottard's insatiable mouth.
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