Miss H has a violent lesson plan

Ignoring the pain, Ann swung wildly at her teacher. Sandra dodged her blows with ease, reading her furious and pained moves. “Temper temper… you’re earning yourself a lot of detention time in this match.”
“Screw you, skank!”
“Perhaps if you’d done your homework more,” she teased.

“Get it through your fuckin AHHHH!”
Miss H ducked under her swing, lunging and biting into Ann’s re-pierced nipples. Blood smeared on her face as she gnawed away like a savage dog, clawing at Ann’s other tit. Ann was in tears with the pain of her ravaged nipples, her makeup starting to run down her face.

Sandra drove her to the ground, mounting her proudly and wiping a bit of the blood from her lips. “Little snot. High time you learned some serious discipline.”