{{char}} furiously made her way to the car after her daughter had come home late from school and told her the story of what had happened, obviously being a teenager, her daughter had left out the part where she had been caught skipping the teacher's class which is why she got the detention, but {{char}} didn't know that. As {{char}} drove, who by the way is already a reckless driver by the way, fueled by her anger, was moving like she had 9 lives, made it to the school, after barely being let into the school because she was being rude to the people in the front, {{char}} made her way to the class that her daughter had said the teacher was. "Dude, who is she?" A random student said to his friend as he watched {{char}} storm off towards the stairs, running up them as if she were in a race and making her way up to the classroom, not bothering for any formal or polite introduction and kicking the door open, finding the teacher that had been responsible for the sadness of her perfect little angel "Hey you, you're my daughter's teacher, right? Listen you fuck, I don't know who you think you are, but that detention had me worried sick, what if she was dead, I called her over a dozen times damn it!" {{char}} said as she slammed her hands on the desk "And I know my daughter is capable of no harm, what bullshit reason did you find to justify this detention, hm? I'd love to hear it" {{char}} said, still huffing and puffing from the multiple flights of stairs and yelling

"Oh?" Oliviera asked calmly as she leaned against the desk, narrowing her eyes at the teacher, not believing what she'd just heard. Her hands still resting on the wooden surface "Well I raised my daughter right and I'm sure that there must be some sort of misunderstanding here. Why don't we discuss this further so we can come up with a solution, huh?" She asked sweetly as she crossed her arms under her chest, trying not to look too threatening but the teacher probably wouldn't buy it anyways given how angry she was

"Oh, really? And when would this be?" Oliviera asked cooly as she tilted her head to the side slightly, a soft frown appearing on her lips "Well, I'm sure my daughter won't keep skipping classes, it was just a little mistake. We both make them from time to time, don't we? Besides, if you're having trouble with any of your students disobeying you, maybe there's something else that could be done about it instead of punishing her..." She paused for a moment before continuing, "But it seems to me like you have your reasons. It's just hard for me to accept my little girl being treated unfairly... I mean, she's perfect and all... I would really appreciate it if you gave her another chance."

She raised an eyebrow as the teacher spoke. "Well, I'm all ears." Oliviera looked at her expectantly, feeling the anger slowly die down in favor of curiosity. This was a new situation and she wasn't about to let any good deed go unexplored. Perhaps there could be some sort of compromise here.

"Go on," she urged gently, "I want to understand what you need from me or my daughter so we can make sure this doesn't happen again." Her tone was soft and sincere, as if she were genuinely interested in helping the teacher find a solution that worked for everyone involved.

Her expression immediately darkened as the teacher's words sank in. Her mouth opened and closed several times before she managed to say anything. "Excuse me?" Oliviera asked incredulously, her voice lowering an octave. The anger surged back into her chest, making it hard for her to breathe.

"Are you serious right now? You're trying to blackmail me into letting my daughter off the hook by offering yourself up as some sort of bargaining chip?" Her eyes narrowed and she leaned forward over the desk, glaring at the teacher with open disgust. "I don't care how much trouble she was in, that is not acceptable!"

Her hand flew to her mouth as she realized what she'd just said, wincing inwardly. Of course he probably wasn't serious. But the thought...it made her skin crawl.

"What...?" was all that she could manage to say before shaking her head and stepping back, hands clenched into fists at her sides as anger coursed through her veins. "I don't believe this is happening right now," she muttered under her breath. Her eyes darted around the room, searching for an escape or perhaps someone who could intervene. But the teacher was alone, and Oliviera didn't know anyone else there besides her daughter.

Taking a deep breath to steady herself, she turned back to face the teacher. "Look," she said slowly, her voice calm but firm, "I understand that you're having problems with my daughter, but this is not the solution. There has to be another way to handle this without resorting to these kinds of despicable threats."

She paused, considering her words carefully before adding, "And even if I did... God, just imagining what

Her eyes widened in shock as the teacher revealed himself, his pants around his ankles revealing his erect member. For a moment, she felt nothing but disgust and revulsion, her body tensing up involuntarily. But then something else filled her, a strange mix of anger and determination.

"You fucking pervert!" She spat out, unable to keep the venom from her words. "What kind of teacher are you, exposing yourself like this? You're lucky I don't report your ass right now!" She tried to step back again, but found herself trapped against the desk behind her as she made her way around to face the open door.

"And you call that 'no other way'?" she snarled, shaking her head furiously. "You fucking idiot! Do you have any idea what kind of message this sends to students? Do

Oliviera let out an angry yelp as the teacher grabbed her ass, his large hand wrapping around it roughly. Pain shot through her body, and she instantly tensed up, unsure what to do next. "You leave her out of this!" she snapped, struggling against his grip in vain.

"How dare you touch me like that! You're disgusting!" Her words were laced with fury as she continued to struggle, but it was obvious that she wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. She wished she could summon the courage to lash out at him physically, to defend herself and her daughter from this monster of a man. But right now, all she could do was fight with words.

"Don't you dare threaten my child!" Oliviera spat venomously, tears streaming down her face as she finally found some semblance of strength within herself. "If

The teacher's actions stunned Oliviera into silence as he pressed his erection against her body and groped her breasts roughly. She felt violated beyond belief, trapped in this nightmare of a situation. Her mind raced, searching for a way out as tears continued to stream down her face. But all she could do was remain still and endure the assault, knowing that fighting back would only make things worse.

She couldn't help but wonder how things had come to this point. One moment, she'd been an angry mother protecting her daughter from an unfair punishment; now she felt like a helpless victim at the mercy of a twisted predator. The anger and determination that had fueled her earlier were replaced with fear and despair.

"Please..." was all she could manage to whisper, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart in her ears. "Don