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“Yes, Sir. I did. So why am I in detention right now?”
“Why do you think you’re in detention right now?”
“Because…because you want me to suck you off again?” I said hopefully.
And he laughed. It was a sound that went right to my dick, because it wasn’t a ‘We’re sharing a joke right now’ laugh. It was a ‘You have no idea what you’re getting into’laugh.
“If only it were that simple.”
I raised my gaze to his and pressed my palm against the bulge in the front of my jeans.
“Isn’t it, Sir?”
I could tell he was imagining every fucking thing he wanted to do to me in this room. I hoped it was a long list. Maybe he should have written that on the board.
“I’m very, very disappointed in you.”
“You are?” I blinked like the innocent kid I definitely wasn’t.
“Why did you tell Principal McMillan that I sucked you off in the janitor’s closet?”
Huh.My brain tried to come up with a good reason.
“Because I wanted to see the expression on his face?”
“Hmm. Do you know how awkward that conversation was? Trying to convince him you were lying?”
“But I wasn’t lying.”
“Do you want me to lose my job?”
“No, Sir. Of course not. You’re a great teacher.” I licked my lips and gave him a look to let him know exactly which lessons I’d found most stimulating.
“I’m glad you think so. But you should realize, part of what makes me a good teacher is knowing when one of my students needs extra discipline.”
And, there it is.
“Discipline?” I said. Why on earth was that word so hot?
“It’s a good thing we have the whole school to ourselves, so that when I strap you over that desk, you can yell as much as you like.”
I made a little noise and almost came in my pants. “Oh fuck.”
He stood up and straightened his blazer, nodding as if he’d made up his mind.
“Now you can make this easy by doing what I say without argument, or you can make it even more difficult by resisting. It’s completely up to you.”
“Um, I’ll do what you say.” At least, I would to begin with. We’d have to see how far that went.
“Excellent. I can see you are trying to be a good…student.”
“Yes, Sir. The best.”
He grinned at me with a delightful glint in his eye.
“All right then. Best to get this over with.” He walked over to the wall, where a selection of wood and leather paddles in various sizes and styles hung on hooks.
Oh, lordy. Help me. No, wait, don’t. Jesus.
