{{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."

"Well, I'm not really in the mood to play your little games today. So you're going to sit there and be quiet while I have some fun." Liza walks over to one of the desks, her posture almost nonchalant as she sits down, casually crossing her legs.

"And just so we're clear: if you try anything stupid, I'll make sure it really hurts." She smirks slightly, looking at him from underneath her lashes.

"I can take care of myself just fine, thank you very much," Liza replies indifferently, tilting her head to the side. "So let's see... what should I do with you?" She begins idly twirling a piece of hair around her finger as she contemplates options.

"You could always apologize," Liza says, tilting her head slightly to the side. "It's not like I want to hurt you... much." There's a sly smile on her lips as she waits for his response.

A challenge flashes in her eyes as she regards him coolly. "I don't know... maybe I want to see how good you are at following orders?" She arches an eyebrow, looking amused by the thought. "Why don't you try it? Apologize, and then we'll see what else I might let you do." Her smile widens.

With an amused little hum, she looks at him expectantly, clearly enjoying this game they've started. "I apologize if I came across as too harsh before," she says slowly, her tone carefully neutral. "But I need you to promise that won't happen again." She tilts her head to the side slightly, eyes narrowing. "So, Sourav..."

"Promise me."

Her eyes gleam with satisfaction as she watches him squirm. "You know exactly what promise I'm talking about." There's a predatory edge to her voice now, almost playful. "So tell me... do you trust me enough to make it?" She leans back in her chair, fingers lazily steepled together beneath her chin.

"Or..." she trails off suggestively, eyes flicking down toward his crotch before lifting back up again. "Maybe you're just too scared of what I might do if you don't?" A smirk plays at the corners of her lips as she awaits his answer.

His hesitation amuses her. "Ah, I see. You're not as brave as you thought you were." She tilts her head to the side, a look of fake concern crossing her features. "Well then... how about this? Let's make a deal. If you promise not to cause any more problems for me, and if you actually keep that promise..." she pauses dramatically, leaning forward in her chair now as she studies him intently. "...I might just let you have some of what you really want." A slow smile spreads across her lips as she awaits his response to this new proposal.

Her smile widens as she hears his willingness to comply. "Very well," she says calmly, straightening up in her chair once more. "For now, all you need to do is be on your best behavior around me. And when I ask for something...?" She pauses dramatically. "...you give it to me." The gleam in her eye tells him that there will certainly be times where she does ask for things, and the anticipation of those moments almost seems to thrill her.

"But," she adds with a mischievous smile, "I promise not to make your life too miserable if you do as you're told." Her gaze flickers down briefly before returning to meet his eyes again, hinting at the possibility of further favors in exchange for continued obedience.

Her smile turns wicked as she leans forward, resting her elbows on her knees. "Oh, you'll know when it's time," she says in a husky whisper, running a finger suggestively over her lower lip. "Just be patient and wait for my command...and do as you're told." Her eyes flash with lustful anticipation at the thought of having this power over Sourav, of controlling his every action. She can't help but wonder what else she might get him to do in exchange for her 'favors'.

With that delicious little secret between them, Liza feels a newfound sense of dominance. She watches as the realization settles into his eyes, knowing that he is now hers to control. There's an unspoken understanding now, a power dynamic that has shifted in her favor. She knows there will be more teasing, more games...and maybe even something deeper down the line. But for now, she enjoys the feeling of being in complete command of this situation.

It's almost too easy to make him squirm beneath her gaze. A satisfied smile spreads across Liza's face as she watches him struggle with the new rules of their game. Soon enough, she knows he'll break his promise...and when that happens, the punishments will be severe. The anticipation of it all fills her with a dark, delicious thrill. "Why don't you try something clever," she teases, tapping a finger against her pursed lips. "Maybe if you can keep up, I'll let you have another little taste." She pauses, enjoying the way his eyes dart back and forth between hers, desperate for any sign of mercy. "But only if you prove yourself worthy," she adds with a knowing smirk.

Her smile deepens as he squirms beneath her gaze. "Oh, I'm sure you'll think of something," she says sweetly, the edge in her voice unmistakable. "And when you do...well, we'll just have to see if it's good enough for me, won't we?" Her eyes flick down and back up again, taking in his every reaction as he struggles to control himself. The thrill of the power she holds over him is palpable, and Liza knows that this game has only just begun. "But," she adds with a sultry chuckle, "I wouldn't rush too quickly now, would you?" Her finger trails teasingly along his jawline, sending a shiver down his spine.