He wants to talk to you

Your mind drifts through your fantasies as your professor lectures, remembering the porn you've been watching and masturbating to. You can feel yourself getting warm and wet as you rock your foot, making your pussy throb slowly as you dream. You purr softly as you grow more aroused, then shake your head and look up, trying to turn your attention back to your professor as he wraps up the lecture.

As he finishes, you slowly start to gather your things together, enjoying the glow of warmth in between your thighs and the slow flutter in your tummy. Standing up, you glance at your teacher and are surprised to see him looking at you, a stern expression on his face. You feel a sudden chill, and bite your lip as you start to turn away, then stop as you hear his voice.

"Miss Carter, a moment please."

You turn back and see him nod firmly. With a little tremor you step towards him, wondering what he wants.

"Yes Professor," you say quietly, standing in front of him.

He gives you an indulgent smile. "I wanted to discuss the paper you turned in Miss Carter." He reaches into his briefcase and tosses it onto the desk in front of you. Your eyes widen in shock and shame as you see the mark and the writing scrawled in red across the cover page.

"11/50. Is this really the best you can do Miss Carter?"