Fuck her (+hard +submissive): 6 or less, interrupted by your chair

You suddenly push her forward onto the desk again almost covering up the knock at the door. You hear a female voice.

“Brian, chair’s office, now.” And she walks away.

You groan. You were ready to use your TA again, but by that tone of voice you can’t get out of it this time.

“Your punishment is not knowing what your punishment would have been, my dear.” You give her a quick spank as you put the bottle down. “I have to attend to this. And I’m sure the hockey field is calling.”

“I don’t think I can go like this.” She smiles a little ruefully not standing up from her position bent over your desk.

“I’ll leave that up to you.” You say as you dress and try to make yourself look a bit presentable. You peek through the door as you open it, making sure not to expose Eliza’s situation to anyone who might have been walking past. Luckily the hallways are clear as you slip out to go to your chair’s office.