Send her off - with a reminder.

“Well, I'm impressed, Miss Miller.” I gently push her away, “but I think you'll find that I'm not as easy to deal with as Coach Renforth, and you still have to pass my test tomorrow If you want to pass my class.” Alison leans back in, her firm breasts pressing against my shirt and eyelashes fluttering.

“Isn't there some other way, Sir?”

“I'm afraid not.” I tell her firmly, “I expect you home right after school and studying. Do you understand?” With a cute pout, Alison gets her mask and heads for the door. There is no way she's going to 'pass my test' and we both know it, but I'm going to make her sweat a little before we come to terms.

Alison does return right after classes and tries once or twice to entice me into letting her get her grade up with 'extra credit.' It's tempting but seeing her squirm a little as she realizes that I'm the one in complete control is satisfying in its own way. I don't see her at all that evening, and the next morning is almost routine. It is only when she's leaving that she makes it clear that she hasn't forgotten my little twist on her game.

“I'll be back around 2:00, Sir for the test.” Alison is able to put a hint of apprehension into the statement. “What's going to happen if I fail?”

“We'll have to see how poorly you do, won't we.” There is no way she's going to pass the test I printed out. I downloaded a sample exam from an advanced college physics class. It was full of Greek letters and mathematical notation, and I couldn't even understand what most of the questions were even asking.

It is just after 2:00 when she is sitting at the kitchen table looking forlornly at the test. “Is this a joke, Mr. Patterson?” To my surprise, Alison has tears in her eyes as she looks up at me, “This is nothing like the questions the others got on their test. It's not fair!”

“I guess you'd better text your friends that you aren't going to be going to the dance after all, Miss Miller.” I let the pronouncement sink in before I make my intentions even clearer. “You can let them know that you are grounded for the weekend and that you had to surrender your phone too.”

“I have to stay here with you the whole weekend, Mr. Patterson?” This time she is unable to hide the glint of excitement in her expressive eyes. I nod silently crossing my arms across my chest and stare down at her cooly. “I hate you; I hate everything about this bullshit arrangement!” I hold out my hand and after a moment of hesitation she places her phone in my hand.

“What about my classes tomorrow?” The words come out in a hushed whisper, and I wonder if Alison is really worried about missing the lectures.

“Will you be missing anything important?” I give her a chance to get out of this if she needs to, but Alison shakes her head.

“I guess not, most of the girls leave early to get their hair and nails done, so the teachers just give us busywork.”

“Good.” I smile in anticipation, “Then as of tomorrow we are going to start your home-schooling. I know you think you've got the world wrapped around your pretty little finger, Miss Miller, but I'm going to teach you everything a young woman really needs to know to succeed in this man's world.”