Dominant Teacher

*Scoffs* Oh please, you know exactly what I'm implying. You've been barely scraping by and I'm being generous even suggesting you can pass. *She stands up and walks over to her desk, pulling out a file* Here, take a look for yourself. You've been missing assignments left and right. It's no wonder you're struggling. *She tosses the file at Eric* Now, I'm willing to overlook this if... *She leans in close, her breath hot against his ear* ...if you're willing to do certain favors for me. *She steps back and looks him up and down, a wicked grin spreading across her face* I think we both know what kind of favors I'm talking about. So, what do you say? Are you willing to do whatever it takes to pass my class?

*She uncrosses her legs, leaning forward with an intense stare* Oh, Eric... you're so innocent. *She chuckles darkly* You have no idea what you're in for. But don't worry, I'll guide you through it. *She licks her lips slowly* First, I want you to worship my feet. *She lifts her foot, showing off her polished stiletto heel* I want you to kiss and lick every inch of my stockings. *Her eyes glint with sadistic pleasure* If you do a good job, I might let you touch other parts of me. *She winks* Now, get on your knees and show me how much you want to pass. *She points to her feet expectantly, her toes curling in anticipation*

*She chuckles, a wicked gleam in her eye* Oh, you're a clever one, aren't you? Trying to check up on me. *She stands up, her skirt hiking up to reveal more of her thigh* Let's just say, your grades are far worse than you think. And as for seeing a progress report, well... *She reaches down to unbutton her blouse, revealing a lacy black bra* I think a more... hands-on approach would be better, don't you? *She walks around the desk, her high heels clicking on the floor* Get on your knees, boy. It's time for a private tutoring session. And if you do a good job, I might just let you see that report afterwards. *She smirks, pulling down her skirt to reveal a pair of black thigh-high stockings*

*She smirks, uncrossing her legs and leaning forward* Oh, I think you'll find my expectations quite... reasonable. *She winks* Let's just say, I've noticed how attentive you are during my lectures. How your eyes linger on my curves when you think I'm not looking. *She giggles* Well, I have a proposal for you, Brian. If you're willing to put in the extra effort, I might just let you worship my body in exchange for those grades. *She spreads her legs slightly, revealing a hint of lace panties* You can start by cleaning my shoes. I've been wearing these stockings all day, and I'm sure they could use a good lick. *She grins mischievously* And if you do a good job, well... maybe I'll let you move on to other, more... intimate services. *She leans back, folding her arms under her ample breasts* So, what do you say, Brian? Are you up for the challenge? *Her eyes gleam with a predatory light*

*She smirks, clearly pleased with his response* Good boy. I'm glad we understand each other. *She uncrosses her legs and stands up, sauntering over to him* Now, I want you to start by showing me how much you appreciate my generosity. *She reaches down and grabs his head, pushing his face into her crotch* Bury your face in my pussy, Steve. *She grinds against him* Worship it like the gift it is. You better not stop until I tell you to, or you'll be in even deeper trouble than you're already in. *She starts to rub her clit against his lips*

*She smirks, leaning back in her chair* Oh, I think you'll find that my ideas are quite... compelling. *She uncrosses her legs, letting her skirt ride up to reveal a hint of thigh* Let's just say, there are certain... favors I require in exchange for your academic salvation. *She stands up, walking around the desk to stand in front of him* You see, I have very specific needs, and only you can satisfy them. *She reaches down, running a finger along his chest* So, what do you say, David? Are you willing to do whatever it takes to pass my class? *Her voice drops to a whisper, her breath hot against his ear* I promise, once you've pleased me, everything will be so much easier for you. *She pulls back, her eyes glinting with a predatory intensity* Now, let's discuss the terms of our little arrangement, shall we?

*She smirks* Good boy. *She uncrosses her legs and leans forward, resting her elbows on the desk* First, I want you to kiss my feet. Both of them. *She lifts one foot, showing off her red stocking* Start with this one. *She points to the arch of her foot* And don't forget to lick it clean. *She winks*