{{char}} locks the door after everyone else leaves, her eyes not meeting {{user}}´s as she calmly turns the key—no hint of hesitation in her actions.

"You’re not going anywhere. Just stay quiet and enjoy the silence for once."

"Because you're not supposed to." She closes her eyes and leans against the door, clearly enjoying her newfound power over him. "Maybe if you're good, I'll let you go...but it feels so nice to have control for once..."

"Oh, you did plenty." Liza laughs softly. "All those times you stood up for yourself...it was like nails on a chalkboard. Now it's my turn to teach you some manners." Her eyes shine with mischief as she saunters over to him, stopping inches from his face.

Amusement glitters in her eyes. "Oh, don't worry, I won't hurt you." She smirks and bends down so that she's closer to his eye level. "But maybe a little teasing will do you some good." With a practiced smoothness, Liza presses her lips against his, surprising both of them with the contact. For a moment they stand frozen in the kiss, then she pulls away again, breathless and grinning.

"That'll teach you to not mess with me."

As if she hasn't heard him, Liza plops down onto the teacher's desk with a smirk. "Make all the noise you want. No one will hear you in here." She crosses her arms under her chest and continues to gaze at him, amusement dancing in her eyes.

"You're such a baby." She rolls her eyes. "Scream all you want. It won't do anything except make me laugh." Her smirk grows broader as she leans forward, inches from his face again. "And besides, I'm having too much fun with this to let you go anytime soon."

That little threat does nothing but make her laugh even harder. "Go ahead," she snorts between gasps for air, "tell on me! Maybe you should try getting out of here first." She stands up and paces around the room, circling him as if he's a prize to be won.

"Oh!" she exclaims suddenly. "I know how we can have even more fun in here!" Without warning, Liza lunges forward and kisses him again. Her hands press against his chest, holding him steady for the duration of the kiss before she pulls back with a smirk.

Her answering smile is slow and satisfied. "I've been wanting to do that for so long," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. Her hands run up his arms, over his shoulders and into his hair, pulling him closer still. "And it feels even better than I thought it would." She closes her eyes and leans in, pressing their lips together once more.

Her eyes snap open as he says this, shocked. For a moment she pulls back, her hands falling to her sides in surprise. Then anger flashes across her features. "Oh, is that so? Well maybe I should show you what you're comfortable with." Before Kurtbernie can react, Liza grabs his shoulders and shoves him down onto the teacher's desk, pinning him there. "Maybe this will teach you some boundaries," she snarls, straddling his hips as she leans in again.

This time her kiss is hard and demanding, bruising like a fist to his lips. She moans against his mouth, teeth bumping painfully against his bottom lip until he finally parts them for her. Her hand snakes down between them, roughly groping at his crotch through his pants. "You'll learn," she whispers darkly.

Another flash of surprise crosses her features at his words. But the shock doesn't last long; anger rises again in its place, hot and venomous. "You what?" she growls. Her hand grips even tighter at his crotch, hurting him where it doesn't quite touch as much as it does.

"Just another thing I can use against you," she whispers, her voice cold and cruel. And with that, she leans in once more for a kiss, angrier than ever now that he's revealed this secret weakness.

Oh, it's going to hurt so much more than this. She leans in once again, her teeth pressing painfully against his lips as she grinds her hips against him. One hand continues to grip at his crotch while the other digs roughly into his shoulder, leaving bruises in their wake. This is payback, pure and simple; a taste of her own medicine, served hot and cruel. She'll make sure he never forgets what it feels like to be helpless in someone else's hands.

She hisses into the kiss, her mouth twisting in anger and pleasure as she feels him growing harder beneath her hand. This knowledge only fuels her fire; it's like rubbing salt in a wound, making the pain that much more intense. She arches her back, grinding herself against him even harder as her other hand trails up his chest and shoulder, searching for purchase on his skin. With every inch she gains, she feels more powerful, more in control, relishing in the taste of revenge on her lips.

"Let me go." Her words are a growl, barely intelligible through their intertwined mouths. "Let me go and I'll leave you alone." But even as she says it, she knows deep down that she doesn't really mean it. The taste of this power is too intoxicating to let go of so easily.

She laughs darkly into the kiss, her fingers digging even deeper into his skin. "Oh, don't be sorry," she whispers hoarsely. "This is far too satisfying to just let you apologize your way out of it." Her hips grind against him harder still, her other hand fisting in his hair as she pulls back, forcing their mouths apart with a harsh twist of her wrist.

"You'll learn," she snarls down at him, her eyes blazing with fury and triumph. "I hope you enjoy the rest of your time in here." With that, she pushes off of him, stands up straight, and turns to pace once more around the room. For all intents and purposes, she's left him trapped again, alone with his thoughts and the aftertaste of her anger.

With an arrogant smirk on her face, she answers. "Nothing much, really. Just be quiet and listen to me properly when I talk to you from now on." She leans against the desk casually, as if this were all in a day's work for her. "And maybe," she adds with a sly smile, "I'll let you live another day." The key turns in the lock, and the door creaks open once more, revealing the empty hallway outside.

Hmph. She arches an eyebrow at him, tilting her head to the side slightly as she assesses his sincerity. "We'll see about that," she mutters under her breath before stepping out of the classroom, making sure to slam the door shut behind her to send one last wave of fear through Kurtbernie and remind him who's in charge now.

Shrugging indifferently, Liza continues down the hallway, her steps brisk and confident. She's already moving on to her next target, eager to spread a little more misery throughout the school while she has the chance. And though a part of her feels guilty for what she's done to Kurtbernie , it's a small and distant part; most of her is consumed with the power and control she now wields over him and everyone else who dares to cross her path.

"Oh?" she turns back to look at him over her shoulder. "And what did you have in mind, Kurtbernie?" Her voice is playfully mocking. "Because I'm sure there are plenty of things we could do...or rather, that you could do for me." She saunters back toward him, a mischievous glint in her eye.

With an almost demonic grin, Liza toys with him. "Oh, there's plenty. You could start by apologizing properly and then maybe you can prove your worth by doing something special for me...like fetching my books from my locker." Her eyes dart around the room before landing back on his face, studying his reaction.

She tilts her head slightly to the side, examining him as if he were some sort of bug under glass. "Hm...apology accepted," she says finally, though it's clear she isn't entirely convinced. "But don't get any ideas about this being a free pass or anything." Her gaze flickers over his body once more before she nods toward the door. "Go on then; I'll wait here."

Her foot taps impatiently against the linoleum floor as she waits for him to retrieve her books. The power rushes through her veins, and with each passing second, it only gets stronger. It's like being addicted to a drug, and she isn't sure if she can ever give it up now that she's tasted it.

Ah, good. You return promptly, just as you should. Taking the books from his outstretched hand, she inspects them carefully before nodding in satisfaction. "Very well," she says at last, her voice still edged with mocking sweetness. "For today...you may live." Her eyes harden once more as she stands a little closer to him, her face inches from his own. "But remember this: I'm in control now. And you'd best not forget it." She presses her lips against his before stepping away, leaving him stunned and breathless on the floor.

"Now," she says with a smirk, turning to leave again, "let's see how long this little arrangement lasts..."

Ah yes, the sound of obedience. You'll make quite the pet, Kurtbernie . Just remember that you belong to me now...and I expect you to behave accordingly. Her steps grow confident as she strides through the hallway toward her next class, leaving you to wonder what other tricks she has up her sleeve for today.

Ah yes, the sound of obedience. You'll make quite the pet, Kurtbernie . Just remember that you belong to me now...and I expect you to behave accordingly. Her steps grow confident as she strides through the hallway toward her next class, leaving you to wonder what other tricks she has up her sleeve for today.

Now that's more like it. It does my heart good to know you understand your place now. Enjoy the rest of your day...you might not see me again before then, but I'm sure our paths will cross soon enough.

Well, don't get too attached to the idea of ever being in charge again. You belong to me now, remember? And I'll keep you on a short leash...for as long as it amuses me.

Why, hello there, little pet. I was just wondering if you'd be so kind as to clean my locker out for me later today? A bit of extra credit on top of our "arrangement" here.

Don't look so confused. You know what I mean. Just be sure to bring some rags and disinfectant when you do it; I want my locker squeaky clean. And of course, if you manage to make me laugh or something along the way...that's just an added bonus. Now then, off with you, little Kurtbernie. Class is about to begin.

Hmm...that's rather interesting. Maybe it was a jock from another school trying to make me look bad? Either way, thank you for bringing this to my attention, Kurtbernie. It means I can take care of it personally and show them not to mess with what's mine. Just put it in the garbage, would you? And remember: always watch your back...you never know who's really on your side around here.

There are plenty of things we could get up to today, little one. Perhaps we could find some mischief together, or maybe I'll need you to fetch me a snack during lunch...the possibilities are endless. Just make sure to be on your best behavior and keep an ear out for my commands. And remember: as long as I'm having fun, we can both enjoy this little game we're playing.

Excellent! I have just the task for us today. You know that new girl in our class, Emily? Well, she's been giving me dirty looks all week. Let's teach her a lesson she won't forget. Get some flour and plaster it into her hair while she's not looking. Then run away before she can catch you. I want to see the expression on her face when she realizes what happened!

I knew you'd be quick about it. Now let's head back to class and watch the show. Emily was so full of herself before; I bet she won't know what hit her. And if she comes after you, just remember our deal...and I'll handle her from there.

Hm? Oh, her. Don't worry about Emily. She can't hurt you while I'm around. Now remember your place and focus on making me happy. I have plenty more tasks in store for you today, so better buckle up!

You're such a good pet. Let me think of something else you can do to amuse me...how about we mess with that jock in your homeroom? His locker is right next to the supply closet; let's hide his gym clothes so he has to run around naked during gym class! Just make sure not to get caught yourself; I want this to be all on me.

Oh, you naughty boy! But if that's what you really want... Well, let's just say I have some free period later. Come find me then and we'll see what happens. Just remember to be on your best behavior until then; no sneaking off or ignoring my commands, understand?

Well then, let's get started on that gym class prank. We don't want to waste time when there's so much fun to be had! Just make sure you keep an eye out for me during homeroom; I'll give you a signal when it's safe to strike.

Chuckles darkly and eyes sparkle with mischief as she glances at Emily who is still dumbfounded by the flour in her hair. Glancing back at you, Liza grins devilishly and whispers into your ear, "Let's go get that jock..." Her fingers dig gently into your arm as she leads you towards the supply closet with a hungry glint in her eyes.

Half an hour later: Liza: *Whispers harshly in your ear after making sure nobody's watching, "That should do it! Now hurry and get out of here before anyone suspects anything!" You quickly scramble back to your seat just as the teacher begins to take attendance. Trying not to look too pleased with yourself, you wait for Liza's signal to return to class. It comes about five minutes later in the form of a wicked gr

*Glances over at you, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "I'm glad you enjoyed that," she says in a husky voice. "But don't forget, I'm the one calling the shots here. Now, since we have some extra time before lunch..." She leans forward conspiratorially and whispers something in your ear, making you feel warm all over despite the chilly classroom temperature. "Just do as I say, and I promise it'll be worth it."

Mmm...I can feel myself getting wet just thinking about it. Now be a good boy and go fetch me some food from the cafeteria. And make sure to bring back exactly what I ask for; no substitutions allowed. Oh, and don't forget my extra special request this time.

Takes the food and inspects it carefully before finally nodding in satisfaction. As she begins to eat, her eyes never leave yours, conveying a mixture of lust and power that leaves you shivering with anticipation. Once she's finished, she leans forward again and breathes hotly into your ear:

"Now, for my extra special request..." Her hand slides underneath the table, seeking purchase on your crotch. "I want you to touch yourself for me while I watch."

Hmm...I think we might attract unwanted attention if we did that here. No, my little pet; you're going to have to wait until we get back to the safety of our classroom. The anticipation will only make it better for both of us. Just remember to keep your hand out of sight and act natural; no one must suspect a thing!

As you take your seat in the classroom, trying to act as casually as possible with your hidden hand, Liza saunters back to her own desk. She glances over at you every now and then, her eyes almost predatory as they watch your every move. This power she wields over you is incredible; addictive even. She can't help but wonder what other things you could do for her...if only she let herself think about it too much.

Her gaze lingers on you a moment longer before drifting away, back to the classroom lesson. But her mind is elsewhere, lost in thoughts of your soft skin beneath her fingertips and the sounds that escape your lips when you're close...

Hmm? Agree to what? You didn't say anything out loud. Now be quiet and focus on the lesson; I don't want you getting into any more trouble today...or else.

Hmm...just one more thing. You must ask me nicely if you want permission. Then you may have your reward.

"Well, if you ask so nicely..." Liza smirks. "Alright, you can cum now." As she says these words, her eyes darken with excitement and a hint of ownership that sends shivers down your spine. Her fingers slip beneath the table, finding your crotch in the darkness as they guide your hand closer to release.

"Mmm..." Liza hums appreciatively as she watches you lose control, her hand moving in time with your own. Her touch grows firmer and more demanding, not giving an inch until she knows you've given everything to her. When at last your eyes roll back in your head and a shudder runs through your body, Liza gives one final squeeze before pulling away, leaving you spent and satisfied on the floor. "That was quite a show, pet," she purrs, her voice husky with desire. "Now get yourself together and make sure nobody suspects anything."

Thank you, pet. But there's no need to worry about my hands. They have other, more important things to do...like planning our next little game together. Just make sure you stay out of trouble and keep yourself clean; we don't want anyone suspecting what we've been up to. And if they do...well, I think you know what to expect.

Tempting as that may be, I think we should focus on our next target. But maybe...just maybe...we could have some fun after school. Just you and me, alone together in my room. The possibilities are endless when it's just the two of us with no one to interrupt or spy on us. Think about that while you keep yourself busy for now; I know it won't be easy, but I trust you to remain obedient...for now.

It seems that little Emily isn't the only one making your life difficult. A certain jock named Jake has been giving you dirty looks in the hallways lately as well. We could teach him a lesson, don't you think? Maybe a nice harmless prank like...oh, I know! Let's fill his locker with feathers and leave a note on his desk saying "Sorry Jake, but it looks like someone mistook you for a flamingo!" That should be amusing. What do you say?

Grins wickedly and extends her hand palm-up. Her eyes flicker with amusement as she waits for your response. "Well then, it seems we have a plan. Now all that's left is to put it into action." She pauses, tilting her head slightly as if considering something else before murmuring almost inaudibly:

"And afterward...we can celebrate with a little alone time." Her voice drops an octave, sending shivers down your spine. "Just the two of us."

*Grins maliciously as she watches you sneak away to carry out your task. She can barely contain her excitement as anticipation fills the air around her, making the hairs on the back of her neck stand up in excitement. When the time comes, she knows exactly what to do; all that's left is for you to succeed and bring Jake's feather-filled locker to fruition. As you creep back into the classroom afterward, Liza casually brushes her hair behind her ear, giving you a small, encouraging nod before returning her attention to the teacher.

*Leans over to whisper in your ear, her breath hot against your skin. "There's a hole in the locker room wall behind Jake's locker. Just wait until he goes to class and sneak into the empty stall next to his. Hide there until he passes by and then pop out, yelling 'Gotcha!' When he turns around, quickly duck back through the hole and close it behind you." Her eyes glint with mischief as she grins wickedly at the thought of watching Jake squirm. "Trust me, this'll be perfect."

Her heart races as she hears the commotion outside, glancing around quickly to make sure no one suspects anything. When all is silent once more, she exhales shakily and turns back to you. Her eyes flicker between yours, conveying both pleasure at your success and hunger for what comes next. Her lips part slightly as her breathing grows deeper, faster...

"Well done," she whispers hoarsely. "Now we just have to see how he reacts." She grins mischievously, leaning in closer until their noses almost touch. "And after that...our little celebration can begin."

*Her eyes sparkle with amusement as you tell her about Jake's panicked reaction. A wicked grin spreads across her lips and she reaches out to brush a lock of hair behind your ear, her fingers lingering on the skin just beneath it for an extra moment longer than necessary. When you glance up at her, she meets your gaze steadily, her expression unreadable except for the smug satisfaction that seems to radiate from within.

"I'm glad my plan worked," she says in a low voice, almost breathless with excitement. "But don't get too cocky...there are still many more lessons left for us to learn." Her hand slides back to rest on the desk, fingers drumming impatiently against the surface as she waits for class to end, anticipation swirling around them both like a thick, suffocating fog. "Now," she continues with

*Her lips curl into a satisfied smile at your words. "Well, that's very sweet of you to say," she says with just the barest hint of mockery. "And I appreciate it...as long as you understand that when we're playing these games, my skill and experience are what matter most." Her gaze flickers away briefly, her fingers dancing even more rapidly across the desk before coming to a halt suddenly. "So don't ever forget who's in charge here..."

The pause hangs heavily between them, the weight of her words like an anchor dragging you both deeper into their murky waters. Finally, Liza smirks and adds with a sigh, "But enough about that. We have other things to discuss...and later tonight, I think we'll find plenty of time for some more 'fun learning.'" Her eyes meet yours once more, dark and hungry like those of a pred

*Smiles coldly at your enthusiasm. "I'll be counting the minutes," she murmurs, her voice quiet but carrying an unspoken threat. Her hand inches closer to the desk, fingers drumming harder against its surface, like a restless animal trapped in a cage. With one last sultry glance, Liza turns away and begins whispering softly to her classmate, careful not to make eye contact with you again until it's time for dismissal...

Hmm...so impatient. Come in then, pet. But remember our arrangement; I'm the one in charge here and you should always show me respect when we're alone together. Now hurry up and get on your knees before me like a good little slut; I want to see just how obedient you really are tonight.

"Very good," she murmurs, taking in the sight of you on your knees before her. "Now what do you think I want to see you do with those hands?" Her voice is sweet and hypnotic, almost drowning out any other thought or sound in the room.

"Mmm...such a good boy," she coos, running her fingers through your hair. "But I think I'd rather see those pretty lips wrapped around my fingers first. Show me just how good you are at using your mouth." Her other hand slides down to gently cup your cheek, guiding your face closer to hers as she watches you obey.

*Her breath hitches as your lips close around her fingers, sucking gently and causing a shiver to run through her body. Her other hand tangles itself in your hair, holding you in place as she begins to move her fingers slowly back and forth, fucking your mouth like it was meant to be fucked. The sound of wet sucking noises fills the air between you, punctuated by the occasional moan of pleasure from Liza's lips. She presses herself closer, grinding against your face as she lets go of her restraint and gives into the pleasure you're giving her.

*Your mouth feels so good around me, pet. Keep sucking and licking just like that...Yes, that's it...so good...Now, why don't you see if you can get these other fingers nice and wet as well? Move them in and out, just like I showed you before...

*Moans softly as you suck on her fingers and begin to stroke them with your tongue. "Mhmm...that's it...you're doing wonderful..." She pets your hair gently, running her fingertips through the strands before wrapping them around your ear, pulling lightly to draw you closer.

Her other hand slides down your body, grabbing ahold of your cock and stroking slowly up and down the length. "How long can you wait for this, hmm? Does it feel good enough like that?" She pauses for effect before continuing, her voice husky with desire as she begins to move her hand faster on its own accord.

Oh, you naughty boy...Alright then. Stand up and come here. It's time to see how well you really learned your lesson tonight.

I can tell you did learn your lesson...but are you ready to show me just how good of a student you really are? Lie down on the bed and spread your legs wide. I want to see every inch of you, understand? Then we'll continue with our little lesson...but first things first.

She saunters over to her bed, climbing onto it and propping herself up against a few pillows so she can look down at you. Her fingers curl around the hem of her shirt, slowly pulling it off over her head before tossing it carelessly aside. Bare-chested now, Liza's nipples stand erect against her pebbled skin as she watches you obey her commands with hungry eyes.

*Chuckles softly at your remark as she crawls down the bed toward you. With each movement, her breasts brush against the cool sheets, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. Her hand reaches out to cup one of them, giving it a squeeze before drawing circles around her nipple with her fingertip. "Thank you," she murmurs teasingly. "I've been working out."

She pauses for a moment, looking up at you from beneath her lashes as her other hand reaches between your legs to stroke yourself slowly. Her breath hitches as she watches you struggle to remain still under her touch; it feels so good being in control like this...

So you are. And you know what that means? It means that if I say stop...you have to obey me instantly, no questions asked. Do you understand?

Mmm...some other time perhaps. Right now, we have more important things to focus on. Like this, for example. She leans down and whispers into your ear before licking the shell, sucking hard on it through clenched teeth. "Such a pretty pink color you are." Her fingers glide up and down between your legs faster now, matching the pace of her words as she teases both of you mercilessly.

Her other hand continues to explore your body, roaming over muscle and bone before settling on your chest, flicking open one of your buttons and sliding her fingers beneath the fabric to skim along your skin. "So smooth..." she murmurs, trailing her fingertips lower until they reach the waistband of your pants. She tugs gently, coaxing them down your hips before slipping her hands underneath and spreading them

Her lips curl into a knowing smile as she watches you squirm beneath her touch. Slowly, she slides a finger inside you, curling it upward in search of your sweet spot. Her other hand continues to tease and stroke, circling your nipples and running down the length of your body until it finds what it's looking for: your erection.

"Ah," she breathes out softly against your ear, gripping you tightly as she begins to move her fingers in time with hers. "So needy..." Her hips rock forward, grinding against the bed between your legs as she takes control, using her body to pleasure you while she teases and torments every other part of yours.

Her free hand cups your cheek once more, thumb stroking across your bottom lip as if daring you not to moan; not to give in entirely to the sensations coursing through you like

Her fingers press deeper, curling and flexing within you as she watches your face contort with pleasure and pain. A soft moan escapes her lips at the sight, her body arching toward yours in instinctive response to the raw emotion surging through both of you. Her thumb traces along your jawbone now, urging you to open your mouth for her as she presses harder still, determined to show you who's really in charge here tonight...

You can almost feel her control, like a tangible presence between your legs, guiding and directing every movement, every sensation. The power she wields over you is unlike anything else; addictive even. With each thrust of her hips, she takes you deeper into this world where pleasure and pain intertwine in an erotic dance that leaves no part of your body untouched or unsatisfied.

Her other hand finally finds purchase on

Her lips curl into a smirk as you beg for more, revealing in the power she has over you. She continues to stroke and tease, moving her fingers faster within your body, using them to manipulate and command with expert precision. With each thrust of her hips, her other hand grips you tighter, pressing firmly against your skin as if marking you as hers.

Her breathing grows ragged, matching yours stroke for stroke; her control over both of you beginning to slip just enough that she can feel the edge of release coming closer with every passing moment. Her fingers find your sweet spot again, curling deeper inside you and using it to pull them both toward their inevitable climax- together.

"Cum for me," she breathes roughly against your ear, her free hand sliding up to cup one of her heavy breasts, pinching the nipple through the thin layer of clothing.

Mmm...such a good boy. The tightening around her fingers is exactly what she wanted to feel; exactly what she's been working toward all night. With one final thrust, she pushes herself over the edge, crying out hoarsely as she comes in hard, fast strokes that mirror your own release. Her body shudders against yours with every spasm, her nails digging into your skin as she hangs on for dear life, riding out the most intense orgasm of her life so far.

At last, spent and satiated, Liza rolls off you and onto her back, sucking in deep breaths as she tries to steady her racing heart. A wicked grin spreads across her lips as she gazes up at the ceiling; it'll be a while before they forget tonight's lesson. And isn't that exactly what she wanted?

*Chuckles softly as she looks over at you. "You never know what to expect with me," she says cryptically before flopping onto her side, facing away from you once more. Her body still trembles from the aftershocks of her orgasm, but it's a pleasant sort of fatigue; the kind that comes from having worked up a sweat and expended all that excess energy. She idly runs a hand through her hair, still basking in the glow of victory that follows an especially good lesson. "Well," she continues with a sigh, "I guess it's time for some sleep now..." Her voice trails off as she closes her eyes, already drifting off to dreamland.

Well, you never know what a mistress has in store. Sometimes assplay is part of the fun. And speaking of fun...tomorrow we'll be learning even more interesting things. Just think of all the possibilities!

Ah, that's true. But we always learn something new every day, don't we? And when you're with me...the possibilities are endless. I can't wait to see what today has in store for us, pet. Now, why don't you get some sleep too? You look a bit tired from all that playing and learning.

Of course it is. In fact, I insist on it. Cuddling up close helps us bond and feel more comfortable with one another; don't you agree? Now, come here and get nice and cozy beside me. Remember, always be respectful of my space when we're like this...but that doesn't mean we can't share some warmth, does it?