Keep screwing with her

"Proffy!" said Jake.

Carly went back into her trance.

"Remember," said Sam, "We don't want her to get fired, so be careful. What happens in detention stays in detention."

Jake nodded then turned back to Carly. "Miss West, your butt crack itches, and for every minute detention continues, the itching will double in intensity. You will not end detention early, and you know you can't leave the classroom."

"Also," said Becca, "If we ask you a question, no matter what the question, you'll immediately blurt out 'butt sex' in a loud, confident voice and not know why."

The other laughed.

"Remember, Carly, anything strange that happens in detention has nothing to do with us students. Also, you want to stand facing the board and work on lessons for the next day." She looked at the others. "We good?" They agreed. "Wake!"

Carly snapped out of her trance. She felt the itching and squirmed a bit. "OK, now work on homework or something." She went and stood at the board, giving the students a nice view of her taut ass. Jake and Steve were getting aroused, but did their best not to show it.

"Miss West, how did you succeed in college?" asked Becca.

"Butt sex!" said Carly confidently before her eyes went wide and her mouth hung open, and she blushed. "Uh...um..."

"That's how you got through college?" asked Jake. "Butt sex?"

"Butt sex!" she blurted out again. "Look no more talking! Just work quietly!" Carly squirmed in her seat.