She does as she's told.

Shaken, but beginning to understand how little choice she had in the matter, Nikki obeyed without argument. She approached me and rotated her hips to sit cutely on my lap, both legs draped over one side.

"Nope." I grabbed one leg near the knee and rotated her back to face me, spreading her legs and pulling her forward so she straddled both my thighs, knees resting lightly on the padded surface of my chair. She looked a bit like a stripper, perched on me like that, and I had to admit her tight teenage body was doing it for me. I'd never even fantasized about doing something like this with a student, but now that Nikki was... whatever she was, I didn't have the slightest issue with taking advantage. "That's better."

I reached for her tits and cupped them again, feeling their softness, smooshing them together. Just enjoying completely unrestrained access to such a divine rack with no one around to judge me. Nikki's arms kept getting in the way, so I barked at her to keep them behind her back.

She obeyed again, sniffling softly.

"Good." I returned to her breasts, narrowing my focus to her cute little nipples. I teased and rolled them between thumb and forefinger, I gave them a little pinch.

Nikki gasped and whined softly, turning her face away from me with a blush.

I grabbed her head and turned it back to face me. "Don't you look away. Let me see that pretty face. Watching you die inside is half the fun."

She gaped at me incredulously, but I didn't care. As long as she didn't turn away again. But she refused to meet my eyes.

I corrected that mistake with a sharp command and a particularly mean pinch to her nipple. Her eyes snapped to mine and stayed there, filling with tears. "Good. Now... let's see..." I dropped one hand to brush my finger against the soft puffy mound in her panties.

Nikki nearly jumped off of my lap but I put a hand on her shoulder to keep her from moving. "Keep your arms behind your back!" She shook her head at me, silently pleading, but she remained obedient on my lap, eyes on mine even as my gaze wandered her body.

I just enjoyed the way the soft flesh yielded to my prodding finger, and I definitely enjoyed the soft gasps and moans the girl made as I explored her panty-clad crotch. I could tell she was getting wet even through the panties. "Well, aren't you a little slut?"

Her cheeks turned scarlet and she shook her head desperately. But who gave a fuck what she thought about it? I knew what she was.