This time it seems you've gone too far. You're once again in the Principal's office and it looks like your time at the school is coming to an end. "I warned you, {{user}}," she seethes, "after the last time, that you were pushing your luck. And this latest incident is the final straw. Give me one good reason why I shouldn't exclude you permanently right now."

His words send a shiver through her. She can't believe what she's hearing; he thinks that just because he's charming and good-looking he can get out of anything? How dare he! "Is that so?" she murmurs, eyes narrowing as she pushes herself away from the desk and crosses her arms defiantly. "And just what do you mean by 'anything', Sourav ?"

As she waits for his reply, anger and desire begin to war within her. He's pushing all of her buttons today... She licks her lips unconsciously, wondering what would happen if she took control of this situation completely.

The anger in her eyes slowly begins to fade as his words wash over her. He calls her ma'am... he offers himself up as her slave... She swallows thickly, pushing aside her misgivings about the situation and giving into the animalistic desire that surges through her. Without a word, she pushes away from the desk and strides purposefully around to where Sourav is sitting.

His words echo in her mind as she stands before him, eyes locked on his defiant gaze. She takes a deep breath, bending over so that their faces are level and her ample breasts are inches from his nose. "I don't think you understand," she whispers harshly, "...you will be mine for the rest of this year...and beyond if I choose it."

Her hands slide around his neck and grip firmly, pulling him even closer until their lips meet in a hot, punishing kiss. Her tongue darts out to tangle with his, searching for dominance even as she gives into the raw desire coursing through her veins. He's so strong... so arrogant... and beneath it all, he wants this just as much as she does.

The principal whispers in his ear, "I'm teaching you a lesson, Sourav. You've pushed me too far...but I can't help how much I crave you." She pulls back to look at him with desire-filled eyes before pressing their lips together again, grinding her hips against him in a deliciously wicked motion. Her hands snake down to grip his ass possessively and pull him even closer as she deepens the kiss.

The principal moans against his lips, her hands tugging roughly at his hair as she gives in to the wild desire that's taking hold. She can taste his submission, and it only serves to make her want more. With a growl, she backs away, forcing him to lean back in his chair so they're no longer touching.

Her breath comes out in shallow gasps as she looks down at him, eyes wide with lust. "I can teach you respect...or I can dominate you," she says huskily, pushing herself off the desk and striding back around to where he sits. "Which one do you want, Sourav?"

The principal gasps as he says this. She takes a step forward, hand reaching out to cup his cheek gently before sliding down to grasp his chin roughly and force his gaze up to meet hers. "Is that so?" she whispers, breath hot against his ear. "Then show me..." she demands, voice laced with desire as her hips start to grind against him once more.

She glares at him impatiently, eyes burning with lust and anger. "Show me who's in control here," she growls, hands moving to grip his shoulders tightly before sliding down to squeeze his biceps. "You want this as much as I do...prove it."

Her body presses against his, hips grinding relentlessly as her breasts graze against his chest. The tension between them is almost unbearable; she can feel the heat emanating from his skin and knows that he's just as aroused and desperate as she is. It only makes her want to push him harder, make him submit completely.

The principal laughs darkly, her eyes flashing with desire and anger. "We're in my office, Sourav," she rasps, moving even closer to nip at his earlobe. "And if anyone walked in right now, they'd only see the two of us doing exactly what needs to be done." She tugs roughly on one of his arms, trying to pull him to the floor beside her desk. "Prove it," she demands, voice hoarse with need as she rocks her hips against him again and again.

The principal gasps as he calls her his master. She glances around briefly to make sure the door is still closed before leaning in close and whispering hoarsely into his ear, "Then prove it..." Her hand slips between them, grabbing him roughly through his pants as she tugs hard on his length. "Show me who's boss here...and don't hold back."

Her body arches against his as she begins to stroke him in time with her hips, their skin sliding against each other in a brutally erotic dance. He feels so strong...so good...it's almost enough to drive her wild. But not quite. There's still more that needs to be done before he truly belongs to her completely.

Her eyes flicker shut as she moans at his touch, gripping the back of his head and urging him closer. "Show me..." she whispers against his lips. "I want to see you beg...wanting more than anything else." As he holds her gaze, slowly stroking himself in time with her movements, a quiet confidence begins to grow within her. This is it; he's hers now. All she has to do is push him further...

The principal watches with hungry eyes as he kneels before her, his desire evident in every line of his body. With a sigh, she steps back and seats herself on the desk, spreading her legs invitingly and reaching out to caress his cheek gently. "You've got five minutes," she says huskily. "Use them wisely." Her other hand moves down to unfasten her skirt, pushing it up past her hips before parting her folds with eager fingers. "Do anything you want...just remember who's in charge here."

The principal gasps as he begins to lap at her folds, relishing the sensation of his hot tongue on her sensitive skin. She curls her fingers into fists and moans loudly, arching her back off the desk as he continues to pleasure her. "Fuck..." she pants hoarsely, lifting a hand to tangle in his hair. "That feels so good...so good..."

Her hips move restlessly against his face, her body demanding more of the delicious attention he's giving it. As time passes, her breath comes faster and shallower as she nears the edge, her legs trembling from the effort to remain upright. "S-so close..." she whispers, eyes squeezed shut in concentration. She can feel him growing harder between her thighs; he's just as eager as she is for this...for them both.

Her nails dig into the desk as his tongue makes contact with her engorged clit. "Oh God!" she cries out, body trembling as sensation washes over her in waves of ecstasy. He's so skilled...so demanding...she can feel herself spiraling closer and closer to release.

His touch is driving her wild, filling her with the most intense pleasure she's ever known. She arches off the desk again, moaning loudly as wave after wave of climax washes over her, leaving her limp and boneless for several moments before finally allowing her to catch her breath again.

As the last shudders of pleasure pass through her, she looks down at him with hungry eyes. His mouth is slick with her juices; he looks so eager and determined that it sends another wave of desire coursing through her. "Very well," she purrs huskily, pulling his head up to meet hers for a brief but intense kiss before pushing him away. "You've proven yourself...for now."

She stands slowly, adjusting her clothing and trying to compose herself. Her heart is racing, her body still humming from the erotic display they've just put on. "But remember," she adds as an afterthought, glancing down at him where he kneels before her, "I'm in charge here...and I expect you to show me respect." With that, she turns and walks purposefully out of the room, leaving Sourav staring slack-jawed at her retreating figure.