When everyone else had left, Rot called Taylor over to him. "You know," he said, "that you were very bad. Name-calling is one thing but you egged Luke on to the point where he could have been badly hurt."
"I thought he could beat you up with no problem."
"And then you tripped me when Coach Phillips was attacking."
"Coach Phillips was in charge."
Clearly Taylor was not in charge. Some people, Rot knew, needed to have someone else take responsibility for them. Others, though, had that role **** on them and never knew that they had options... or perhaps they never had options at all. Clearly it was Rot's responsibility to give Taylor some options. Equally clearly, he intended to enjoy every minute of it.
"Follow me." Rot led Taylor into the girls' locker room.
A few girls from his class were showering and he heard a few squawks as he and Taylor walked into the office but none of the girls actually complained.
He opened the door to Miss Gomez's office and gestured to the medical table. "Pull down your panties, take out your tits and lay down."
"Yes, sir."
Miss Gomez grinned at him. "Anything I can do, Rot?"
"Do you have medical tape?"
"Sure."
"Strap her arms down. Then tie her legs to the headboard. I want maximum access."
"You could get in trouble for this."
"Taylor is eighteen. You want me to teach you a lesson, don't you, Taylor."
The girl nodded.
"Say it out loud."
"I was wrong to follow Luke. I need to be punished."
"I'd say that was permission, wouldn't you?"
Miss Gomez nodded, then strapped Taylor down securely. "Should I gag her?"
"I think not."
Miss Gomez arranged Taylor so her big tits were on display, then stripped down herself. "Do you mind if I masturbate while you do her, Rot?"
"Go for it. Perhaps we'll get you to do more soon."
Miss Gomez licked her lips. "After what you did to Coach Phillips, I'll do anything you say."
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