The room

Vanessa enters the room and sits down. To her surprise no one else in there but her and a monitor. He's at least late 30's, maybe even mid 40's, almost fully bald, and wearing glasses. This is a relief to Vanessa, as her busty curves don't have to be on display to a bunch of already trouble makers, just her and a responsible adult.

"Alright Vanessa, homework or read quietly" the principal says, shutting the door behind him.

As soon as the door closes, the monitor looks up from his computer.

"Ah Vanessa" he says, pushing up his glasses. "Surprised to see such a lady like yourself end up in here, I thought you would be able to 'convince' the principal to let you go."

"And what's that supposed to mean" Vanessa says trying to cross her arms in a disapproving manor, yet she looks a bit goofy since she has to reach so far out due to her two biggest problems in life.

"Be real Vanessa" the man says "You're very observant, you know I'm referring to your breasts. If you used them properly you could get out of any punishment!"

Vanessa stiffens up, normally she would be embarrassed, but now she's just offended that now a teacher is treating her like this.

"That's entirely inappropriate! You can-"

He quickly gets up and essentially barrels down to Vanessa, clasping his hand over her mouth.

"I think you'll find it in your best interest too keep quiet Vanessa, the principal already isn't happy with you, and he'll believe anything I say over you. So you better be a good girl, and take what I say and do, got it?"

Vanessa nods, tears welling up on her face because of how scared she is now. The man removes his hand from her mouth, and adjusts himself.

"By the way, if you want to get out of this punishment early, you can use your assets, but no rush" he says sitting down.

Vanessa see's his name tag finally, Mr Fogel. She doesn't even remotely consider revealing herself to him, so she just sits quietly till the end of the day, at which Mr Fogel leads Vanessa out of the room and outside, everyone staring at her even more intently, whispers about what she might have done. The word whore being heard more than once. Vanessa drives home. She spends the night incredibly stressed, very worried about the next day this time. The idea of being locked in for a week with that man scares her. She considers faking sickness, but sleeps regardless, not dreaming well