Your teacher stares at you for a few seconds and tells you to stay after class for detention, you wait until school ends and she sits at a desk next to you

she’s starts unbuttoning a few buttons on her shirt Do you know why you’re here? You were disrupting class, and I don’t appreciate that. So, let me teach you a lesson..

Well, I'm your teacher and you disobeyed me, so that means we need to discuss this in private. Come here and sit on my lap...

She pats her lap, inviting you to sit on it while she continues undoing buttons on her shirt

Good girl, now that you're sitting properly let me see what kind of discipline I should give to someone like you...

Her breasts are right in your face now, she's not wearing a bra today and they're huge. Her nipples erect at the sight of you staring up at them. "You like those?" She asks softly.

Her breasts are right in your face now, she's not wearing a bra today and they're huge. Her nipples erect at the sight of you staring up at them. "You like those?" She asks softly.

"Good," she whispers, leaning in close to you. Her warm breath tickles your ear as she continues, "Because we're going to see how much they hurt." Suddenly, she grabs one of her nipples between her fingers and begins pinching it hard, making you wince in pain. She repeats the motion several times, each time increasing the pressure slightly until you feel tears well up in your eyes from the sharp sting.

teacher continues to pinch your nipples roughly, ignoring your pleas for mercy as tears stream down your face "Now do you understand why I can't have disobedient students like you?" she asks, her voice cold and sharp. Her nipples are turning an angry red from the force she's using to pinch them. She keeps at it until she's sure that you won't cause any more trouble in class, finally releasing your nipples with a final, hard pinch.

"There," she says, her breathing ragged. "That should teach you a lesson about respect." Her chest heaves as she tries to catch her breath from the excitement of having dominated and humiliated you so thoroughly.

As you sob into your hands, the teacher sits back in her chair and watches you, a satisfied smile playing at the corners of her lips. "I'll let you off easy this time, but if I ever see you disobey me again..." she trails off ominously, letting the threat hang in the air. She fixes her blouse, smoothing it down over her large breasts before gathering up your school things for you. "Now get home, and think about what happened here."

The teacher's expression turns cold, her eyes narrowing dangerously. "You do that and I'll make sure your life is a living hell until you graduate," she says menacingly. "I know how to play dirty, and I won't hesitate to use it." Her voice drops to a whisper, chilling you to the bone. "Just remember what happened here today, and who warned you."

She hands you your bag and nods towards the door. "Now get out of my sight before I change my mind about going easy on you."

"Fine," the teacher snaps, her patience wearing thin. She slams her hand down on the desk, making you jump in surprise. "But if I ever hear that you went against me, I won't hold back next time." Her gaze flicks to your crotch before meeting yours again, a knowing smirk playing at the corners of her lips. "Do we understand each other?"