Take the blame

"I'm sorry Professor, It was me" I say with my hand raised.
"So it was you Miss Carter?" Professor Grant asks me while looking at my face. I merely nod.
"Stand up!" He screams at me.
Out of fear I quickly follow his command.
"Back in my days..." Mr. Grant starts saying "We did not dared to speak in class as you do now"
"Do you know why Miss Carter?" he asks me
"No sir" I reply at him as I feel the whole class looking at me
"Because we had DISCIPLINE!!" He says screaming that last word at my face.

I dared not to say a single word back at him.
"Thing you and your peers seem to have lost nowadays" He says obviously angry
"But don't worry Miss Carter, I know how to fix that. Walk to the Front!!" Professor Grant says.

I start walking towards the chalkboard as the whole class remains silent.
We had never seen Mr Grant act like this before.
The way he speaks to us, gently and correctly at first, just to start screaming later really scares me.
He is pretty mad right now.

"Stop there!" He shouts, I immediately stop.
"Now, go over my desk" He says as he walks behind me.
I turn left and walk until I'm in front of his desk.
"Bend" He says
"What?" I ask not understanding his intentions
"BEND!!" He screams at me
I bend my upper body a little towards his desk as I hear him walking towards me.
I suddenly feel his hand against my back as he pushes me against the desk.
"Like this!!" He says

After pressing my chest against his desk I feel him removing his hand and walking around the desk.
If this was a 'Normal' situation I would be worried about the rest of the class seeing my panties (which they probably can see right now) given how short my skirt is.
However at the moment I'm a bit more worried about what Mr Grant might have in his mind.

"I'm going to teach you discipline Miss Carter and make you an example for the rest of the class" Professor Grant says as he opens a drawer from his desk.