Get distracted by Riley sending you notes(Violet/Mr. Tatum route)

Riley the petite basically flat-chested brown hair girl sits a couple of seats over from you. You try not to look at her too much. But, she's making it hard. She kept sending you notes and trying to get your attention. She wanted to get under your skin.

You look over and see her legs spread. Her panties showing. You couldn't believe what she was doing. You knew you should focus on class, but it was hard. She was teasing you. You could see the outline of her wet pussy. Her lips parted as she mouths cucked loser in your direction. Your cock getting hard as you look away. But quickly face her again.

You look over and see Riley licking her lips. She was teasing you. She was testing your willpower. She wanted to see if you would break. Riley winks at you. She was enjoying this. She didn't care if you failed or succeeded in class. Getting off on the beta boi struggling reflection.

But, you knew you had to resist. You couldn't give her the satisfaction. You had to prove yourself. You had to focus on class. Even if you are apart Tatum has large plans. Failing isn't an option.

The busty Ms. White stands in front of the class, lecturing about the history of heroes and villains. She's talking about the first hero and his origin. She was telling a story.

You try to listen, but it's hard. You keep thinking about Riley. Her wet pussy. Her tight ass. She was making it hard to focus. She was taunting you. You remember how Mr. Tatum took her in front of you. Her tight pussy getting adjusting to his sheer size breaking her in.

You try to resist. You try to focus on the teacher. But, Riley kept sending you notes. The next one read.

Check yes if you are a beta, a cuck, a loser, a bitch. You held the sheet of paper feeling some type of way. Riley's words were cutting into you. She was making fun of you.

But, you didn't care. You had to ignore her. You couldn't give her the satisfaction.

You focus on the board, the writing, and the lesson. You try to block out Riley and her teasing. You can feel your heart racing, and your mind is wandering. But, you manage to keep focused. You don't give her the satisfaction.

Violet leans in, whispering. "You're not giving up, huh? Good. You know how Mr. Tatum will punish you." She smirks, knowing that she has your hook. "If you're not our cuck. We might have to find someone better."

Ms. White notice the note in your hand. "Is there something you want to share with the class, young man?" She asks, looking over at you.

You shake your head. "No, ma'am. Nothing." You hide the note under the table.

Ms. White's sexy pale frame stalked over next to your desk. "what that under the desk young man." Your mind flashes to you fucking her yesterday. At the high of the peaks of your power. "Hand me the note John." Her hand extends out.

Your mind flashes back and forth. If you hand her the note, she'll see what Riley wrote. But, if you refuse, Riley could rat you out. You look over and see Riley glaring at you. You hand Ms. White the note.

She reads it, a soft look on her face as she tries to find the culprit that sends you this note. She leans down. Her milky white cleavage bountiful ness is on full display for you. "Stay after class. We will talk about this."

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