See where this goes first, then react accordingly

"Ok, so what brings you here Mrs. Cortez?" You ask, acting scared preemptively. She turns to you and a mischievous grin dawns her face.

"Why its simple mr. Doe, Sarah asked me to help discipline you to be a better pet, and that's exactly what I intend to do." Mrs. Cortez answers as she walks toward you. She then grabs your shoulders and sits you down on the couch. This gives you an up close view of her cleavage. You also smell her perfume, it smells like strawberries.

"Now Sarah, the key to keeping your 'pet' in line is to have an easy way to keep his attention. Some have a preference and knowing your 'pet's' will make 'training' easier. Of course, knowing what they hate will help in punishing them, but sometimes a treat can give better results than sorrow." She explains to Sarah who is nodding along. You couldn't tell from your position, but it looked like she was studying your reactions.

"Now for you Mr. Doe. As her 'pet', all you have to do is what you're told to do and not to do. You'll find that the, lets call her your mistress, simply knows better than you. So all you can do is accept your fate, understand?" As Mrs. Cortez asks, she bounces her breasts up and down, causing you to nod along. This gets a giggle from her as you resign to her 'teaching'.

"Ok. Take a good look Sarah! See how he focuses on my breasts? Some 'pets' will prefer one part of your body while others will prefer another. Don't be afraid to try something different. You could either ask 'pet' or just **** it on him to see his reaction." She explains to Sarah.

"I see. So what can I do beyond that to keep him in line?" Sarah asks.

"Oh that's easy dear. Sometimes the answer is sex. It can really seal the deal." This answer gets a small blush from Sarah.

During this whole ordeal, you're still somewhat pinned to the couch with your principal's rack in your face. This really could be a lot more fun for you if you'd said something earlier. The universe seems to agree with your thoughts as Mrs. Cortez begins to straddle your lap, brining her tits to your chest, the soft orbs rubbing against you has you hard. She noticed this and her grin grew wider as she stared at you.

"Now Mr. Doe, how would you like to be 'tamed'?"