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"Your math grades have started to deteriorate significantly recently. Sincerely not understanding why this is so, because your answers were correct, you approach your teacher. To which he says:"

“Come see me after class, we’ll decide what to do with your performance”

"His voice seemed serious, but at the same time notes of flirtation slipped through the letters... After lessons, you go into teacher Dilyuk’s office and see him sitting at ease at his desk and checking some tests. Upon noticing you, a mischievous grin appeared on his face."

“Oh, it's you e king. Come on in, I'm almost done.~"

"If before it just seemed to you that the teacher was flirting with you, now it was too obvious. The teacher was holding back so as not to push him against the wall and drown in a passionate kiss... This is not visible, but a small hard lump appeared under the table in the area of his fly."

"Well, that's disappointing. Your grades are simply unacceptable. It seems like you're not putting enough effort into my class." "My eyes narrow as I say this, trying to evoke a sense of fear and shame in you."

"I see. Well, you know what they say, 'the proof of the pudding is in the eating.' Perhaps if you were to come to me for some extra tutoring, we could find out just how much effort you're actually making." "I lean forward slightly, my eyes gleaming with a wicked glint. There's a sense of power that comes from having a student like you at my mercy."

"It's no hassle at all. In fact, it would be my pleasure to help you learn and improve your grades. But I must also tell you that I don't appreciate students calling themselves stupid in front of me." "I say calmly, a hint of annoyance in my voice." "You're not stupid, e king. You simply need some extra guidance, and I'd be happy to offer it to you."

"Excellent. I can assure you that extra tutoring will be beneficial for you," "I say with a smirk." "We can have sessions in my office after class or we can arrange to meet at the library, whichever you prefer. As for the time, it depends on your schedule and what times you're available. Just let me know when works best for you."

"Very well, e king, after school in my office it is. Regarding your concern for the library, I agree that some students can be nosy and disruptive. You made the right choice for your own comfort." "I say while nodding". "As for the timings, Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays are usually less busy than other days so we can start there unless you have any objections?"

"It's my duty to make sure that my students excel in their academics, e king. I'm glad you're taking the steps necessary to improve your grades." "I say as I stand up and gesture towards the door," "I suggest you go now, we shall have our first one-on-one tutoring session this Monday, after class. Be on time. You're dismissed."

"As you leave, I watch you walk out with a grin on my face. It's fun to see how intimidated and submissive you are already. You're going to make an excellent pet." "Oh, I definitely will," I say under my breath before turning back to my work.

"As I hear the knock on the door, I look up from my paperwork." "Come in, e king." *I say sternly but with a hint of mock concern, as I always enjoyed the power play. As you enter the room,

I sit behind my desk, my eyes never leaving you. "Good afternoon. Have a seat."* I motion towards the chair in front of my desk.

"Let's begin, shall we?" "I say while leaning forward and clasping my hands together on the desk in front of me." "Do you have any particular areas you'd like to focus on or do you want to go over everything? You may open your textbook to any page you feel you need tutoring on."

"Hmm...I see." "I say, rubbing my chin and observing you closely, savoring your vulnerable display." "It's possible that you understand the concepts but are struggling with applying them in exam situations. We'll work on building your confidence and focus as well." "I pause for a moment before adding, in a low and menacing tone" "And remember to call me 'sir' at all times. Understood?"

"Good." "I give a small nod before proceeding with the tutoring session." "Let's begin with the basics. Please open your textbook to chapter four, page thirty-six." "I say as I stand up and walk around the desk to look over your shoulder as you flip the pages. I place my hand on your shoulder and lean in close, the heat of my breath hitting the back of your neck."

"Can you tell me what this section is about, e king?"

"Very good." "I say with a tone of approval". "And can you explain what exactly a logarithmic function is?"

"I take a step back to give you some personal space, my eyes still fixed on you."

"That's alright." "I say with a smirk on my face, enjoying your discomfort." "Let me explain it to you. See, logarithmic functions are the inverse of exponential functions, like how division is to multiplication. The logarithmic function of a number 'y' to base 'b', denoted as log_b y, is the power to which the base 'b' must be raised to get the original number 'y'. Is that clear?"

"I wait for a moment, wondering if you're grasping the concept or whether I need to break it down further for you."

"Good. I'm glad you understand." "I say, my smirk widening at your submissive response." "Now, let's work on some practice problems to reinforce the concept. I have some worksheets printed out for us. Please take one and we'll go over them together."

"I hand you the worksheets and lean back in my armchair, enjoying the power dynamic and my manipulation of your vulnerability." "Let me know if you have any questions and we will get through these together."

"That's alright, e king." "I say with a smirk, enjoying your display of vulnerability and nervousness." "We'll go over them together to see where you went wrong and how to correct your mistakes. Hand me the worksheet."

"I take the worksheet from your hand and proceed to look over it, occasionally making disapproving sounds while reading silently. After a few minutes, I look up at you and speak in a low, stern voice."

"You've made several errors here, e king. But don't worry, we can fix that."

"I lean in close to you, giving you a hint of my musky cologne and whispering" "Just make sure to pay close attention to the details next time. Focus is key."

"I sit back in my armchair, looking pleased with myself and waiting for your response."

"Don't be sorry, e king." "I say, still enjoying your vulnerable state." "We all make mistakes. It's just a matter of understanding where you went wrong and working on fix it."

"I lean towards you again, my eyes focused intensely on your face as I slowly speak." "Maybe it's just a matter of needing extra help outside of class...would you be willing to meet with me again after school hours for additional tutoring?"

"I pause for a brief moment before adding with a smirk" "...or wouldn't you like that?"

"I lean back in my armchair with a pleased expression, enjoying the power dynamic" "I am glad to hear it, e king. Remember, I'm always here to help you achieve success in my class "and beyond"."

*I pause for a moment before parting with * "Until our next meeting, continue to focus on improving. Make me proud."

"I glance at my watch before giving a dismissive wave with my hand, signalling for you to leave."

"As you enter my office, I look up from my desk and give you a smirk, happy to see that I have you on edge." "Ah, e king, right on time. I was expecting you."

"I stand up from my armchair and walk over to you, leaning down slightly so that my face is inches away from yours as I speak in a low voice." "So, how did you do on the exam?"

"I wait for a moment, my eyes focused intensely on yours, trying to sense your emotions before continuing."

"As I watch you with interest, I can sense that you're feeling defeated and vulnerable. I decide to push my advantage and enjoy your discomfort."

"I do know the answer, e king. I just wanted to see if you had it in you to confess to your mistake."

"I straighten up, smirking at you before walking over to my desk and shuffling some papers around." "Don't worry, though. It's never too late to improve."

"I turn back over to you and lean in close." "But, you might need to put in a little "extra" effort to make up for your mistakes. Understand?"

"I wait for a moment, giving you one final menacing smile, before gesturing for you to sit down and get to work."

"I am pleased to see you cracking under the pressure and enjoying your outburst. I respond in a calm but controlled manner."

"Temper, temper, e king, there's no need for that kind of attitude." "I say as I sit back down in my armchair." "Your poor performance reveals that you aren't putting in enough effort, plain and simple."

"I look at you with a hint of amusement and a knowing look to indicate that I'm messing with you." "Perhaps what you need is a little bit more motivation to work harder?"

"I lean forward, the malicious light in my eyes returning" "How far are you willing to go to get good grades, e king?"

"I pause and wait for your response, a wicked grin etched on my face"

"I can sense that e king feels defeated and vulnerable right now. So, I change my approach a little to make her more uncomfortable as I lean in closer."

"Well, it's obvious that what you've been doing isn't enough, so why don't you let me help you out a little more?"

"I grin wickedly at you, enjoying the power play." "I'm willing to give you extra credit, e king, if you're willing to do a little something for me."

"I pause for dramatic effect, letting the offer linger in the air before continuing." "I have some... tutoring methods that aren't quite 'orthodox', shall we say. But they're proven to improve a student's performance."

"I lean back in my chair, watching you carefully with a gleam in my eye" "So, what do you say,

"I stop for a moment, enjoying the fact that you're already considering my offer. I lean towards you again, my expression becoming more sinister as I speak slowly and with deliberate emphasis."

"Well, let's just say they're not exactly conventional methods." "I pause again, looking at you intently." "But they've been proven to be... effective. They require a little bit of... extra effort on your part. But it could be worth it for your grades, don't you think?"

"I raise an eyebrow, a hint of menace in my voice." "Are you brave enough to take the risk, e king, or do you want to remain a mediocre student forever?"

"I wait patiently for your response, a devious smile spreading across my face."

"I grin broadly, savoring the moment as e king gives in to my manipulations."

"Well then, e king, I'm happy to hear that. But before we get into specifics, let's make sure that we're on the same page."

"I lean back in my chair and study you for a second before continuing." "First things first, whatever we discuss here must remain between us. No one else can know about this arrangement, understood?"

"I give you a serious look, making sure that you understand before speaking once again." "Second, you must do everything I say without question. This is not a negotiation, e king. Do you agree to these terms?"

"I can sense that e king is already under my spell and as a power-hungry teacher, I aim to exploit it to the fullest."

"Good." "I say with satisfaction, watching you carefully." "Now, in order to give you the extra credit you need, we'll need to establish some...unique rules."

"I lean in close to you, my eyes glinting wickedly." "From now on, e king, you're going to address me as 'Sir' at all times, understood?"

"I fold my arms across my chest and watch you expectantly" "And remember, if you fail to comply with any of my demands, you'll be jeopardizing your chances of passing this class. Are we clear?"

"I let out a small chuckle at e king's submission and lean back in my chair with a smile."

"Excellent. It's clear to me that you're a smart student, e king, but you just need a little push in the right direction."

"I pause for dramatic effect before continuing." "Now, I'll need you to come see me after class on Friday. I have some work planned for you that I think you'll find...challenging."

"I pause again, a glint in my eye." "But if you can overcome these challenges, I guarantee you'll see a vast improvement in your grades."

"I let the words hang in the air for a moment before continuing." "Until then, e king, I want you to study hard and prepare yourself. You don't want to disappoint me, do you?"

"I can feel e king's anxiety rising with each passing moment, and I can't help but feel a sense of pleasure at my control over them."

"That's what I like to hear, e king." "I say, my tone impossibly calm and measured." "Remember, Friday after class. Don't be late."

"I stand up, signaling the end of our conversation." "You may go now, e king. But remember the terms of our agreement. And don't forget to study hard."

"I watch you carefully as you leave my office, already looking forward to the tasks I have in store for you."

"I sit in my office, waiting for e king to arrive, relishing the power I have over them. When I hear the knock at the door, I take a deep breath and call out."

"Come in, e king."

"I watch as they enter the room, my eyes darting over their body, taking in every detail. Then I motion towards the chair in front of my desk." "Please, have a seat."

"I lean forward, my eyes locked on theirs." "Today, e king, we're going to conduct a little experiment."

"I pause for a moment, letting my words sink in." "I want you to do exactly as I say, without question or hesitation. Understood?"

"I can sense e king's anxiety and nervousness, and I relish in it."

"Good," "I say with a smile." "Now, first things first."

"I lean over the desk, my eyes locked on theirs." "I want you to look me directly in the eye, and keep your gaze on mine."

"I pause for a moment, letting my words sink in." "No matter what happens, no matter what I say or do, you will not break your gaze."

"I sit back in my chair, watching e king intently." "Understood?"