It was humiliating

Zane's next day was a nightmare, the formerly confident young man had been reduced to a nervous mess. Everytime her would see Lizzie or Melissa the memories of last night's humiliation came rushing back, and the smirks on their faces told Zane that his humiliation was still fresh in their minds. But the worst part of Zane's day by far were the panties currently under his jeans, he tried as he might to dry them, but couldn't escape the dampness they caused, the dampness of his own cum covering them after his ruinous evening.

Ms.Bailey was in a good mood when Zane arrived to her, she had powered through most of her day to get to this moment, she could barely contain her excitement when poor Zane walked into her empty room, his head held down. "Welcome Zane, so are you wearing them?" She asks with a smirk, enjoying the control she has over Zane. "Show me, I'll close the door but I have to make sure you followed my directions." Ms.Bailey shuts her class door and waits for Zane. "You want me to show them, isn't it enough that I wore them? Here I'll even pull the waist of my jeans down a bit, you can see they are panties right?" Zane asks hopefully. "Silly boy, how can I properly help you unless you are honest with me? Pull your pants down and leave no doubt in my mind of your panties."