John walks away

Now I was John's seat and I was definitely not very happy with that. But a lot of people here think that being under a woman is great pleasure but not so much here.

She started ripping up ones and for the next 2.5 hours, John's farts were the only source of air for me, she would sometimes give me proper air, only to immediately snatch that away. After the end of the class, the prof. came to John and asked, "Was the lecture to your satisfaction, Mrs. John?"

With a smirk on her face, John said, "Yes, that is the tone I expect from you. But don't do this Mrs. thing, call me Mommy John."

Prof had that worried look on his face but in the previous 2 hours, I knew who was the real alpha here. "Off course, as you wish Mrs. John, no sorry, Mommy John."

"That's better" said John and now I believed it was my turn. But all she did was walk away from her seat.