Classroom Punishment (BDSM Series)
And today, I’m going to ruin it.
I lean back in my seat at the last desk, crossing my arms with a smile as she turns towards the board with chalk in hand. She’s trying to hold onto that strict-professor image in front of her students, behaving like nothing is happening, but I know what’s buried in her hole.
A little toy.
I had slipped a ball vibrator into her palm this morning, ordering in her ear, “Put it inside your little hole, Professor. You’re going to teach with this on. And remember, your punishment isn’t over. I’ll decide when it is.”