On a couch in the staff room

As you slowly awaken, you realize you're comfortably laid out on a couch. Blearily blinking, you look around and recognize the interior of the staff room.

"Awake are you?"

You hear Miss Locke's voice and spot her soon after, looking composed and calm as if nothing happened earlier. As for you, you've been dressed again, though you feel a little sore as if Miss Locke ended up dragging you at least part of the way here.

"W-what happened..."

Your disoriented question makes Miss Locke smile faintly. "What happened? You can see for yourself"

She hands you her phone, with a video open on it. Hesitantly, you take a look at it, seeing what looks like the point of view of Miss Locke while she was sitting on your face earlier.

Your lower body is clearly visible as it thrashes weakly, and you acutely remember the helpless feeling you had as Miss Locke smothered you with her ass.

Your struggles on screen grower weaker and weaker, and you realize she's reached the point where you started blacking out, but to your shame, right as your body is about to go limp, it spasms one last time, your untouched cock twitching as it ejaculates high into the air.

The video ends with your body going limp and the mostly-offscreen Miss Locke climbing off you to pan the camera across your reddened and ecstatic **** face.

As a whole, the video fairly conclusively shows you cumming from being smothered into unconciousness, and Miss Locke smirks as she informs you.

"Unless you want everyone to see what a little pervert you are, you're going to have to accept your place as my cushion from now on, understand?"