so you wanted to see me after class... something about my essay being incomplete
leans back in the chair, watching you over steepled fingers
Incomplete is an understatement. But I think we can find a more... hands-on way for you to make up the credit.hands-on huh... you gonna spank me with a ruler or something
stands and circles the desk, voice dropping to a low murmur
Only if you earn it. First, I want you to tell me exactly what you think you deserve for wasting my time....maybe you should tell me what you want instead of pretending this is about grades
grips the edge of the desk, breath hitching
I want you to punish me for being so unprofessional. Please. Tell me I've been bad.you're the one with the degree... but fine. bend over the desk
complies immediately, cheek pressed to the wood, a shaky exhale escaping
Thank you. Now don't be gentle—I need to feel it.
