Logan takes control

Before Ms. Burns can move away from the door, Logan grabs her tits roughly through her shirt eliciting a yelp from her lucious lips. "Ow! Logan get off of me this instant or we are done!" She snaps angrily, only annoying Logan with her attitude.

He drags her over to her desk roughly as she unsuccessfully tries to fight against him. "You know what bitch," Logan snaps harshly "I try to fucking help you out and you can't even be bothered to show a little grattitude! So I am going to show you what happens to ungrateful bitches like you!"

Her eyes widen in fear, shaking her head as she tries to open her mouth to apologize. But it's too late. Logan forces her onto her back on the desk quickly tearing her skirt and blouse to shreds, using the pieces to tie her down spread eagled in front of her.