Time to test her powers

Emma burst into the history classroom panting a little from both the run down the hallway and her exertions behind the gym. There was no one else in the classroom except for Mr. Fischer. He sat behind his desk, scribbling on a stack of papers. Emma stood still for a moment waiting for him acknowledge her, but he didn't even look up.

Great; another person who just ignores me.

Emma glanced towards the back of the classroom where she had been sitting, but her backpack is no where to be seen. She took one step in that direction to start looking, when she is brought up short but her teacher's stern voice.

"Looking for this, Miss Lee?" Mr. Fischer didn't look at her as he spoke, but held up her backpack. "I hope nothing terrible happened to you in the bathroom. You were gone an awfully long time. Feminine problems was it? " His voice dripped with sarcasm.

Emma blushed bright red. "No! I...I mean, I'm sorry I missed class Mr. Fischer. It wont happen again." She walked up to his desk and reached for her backpack, but he pulled it out of reach.

"What was that?" He said smirking.

Emma tried to ignore his tone and leaned forward over the desk try and grab it. Again the backpack was held out of reach. Emma realized that in her current position Mr. Fischer was getting a pretty good look down the top of her blouse.

"You're gonna have to do better than that Mr. Lee. You know I could give you detention for missing class like that."

THAT'S IT!

Emma was sick of being helpless. She wasn't just gonna let this creep toy with her the way everyone always did. Layal said she had powers now. It was high time she test them out. She straightened and closed her eyes for a moment. She could feel something deep within her. Some thread of power. She didn't understand what she was doing, but it felt right somehow to pull on that thread and see where it lead. She opened her eyes and fixed them on Mr. Fischer. The cocky smirk faded from his face as he became transfixed by the magical eyes of his student.

"Mr. Fischer, I think it's time you gave me back my backpack." Emma had never heard her voice sound like this before, so confident and powerful. She gave him her best sexy smirk and let her lashes bat over her perfect bedroom eyes.

"I should...shouldn't I?" His was dreamy and sluggish.

"Yes you should." Emma nodded in agreement. She walked around the desk. Her stride was slow and languorous. Her perfect hips swaying with each step. She placed one hand on the arm of his chair and leaned over Mr. Fischer. "Now, Robert...do as I say."

Robert Fischer was totally lost. He had never seen anyone as sexy as Emma Lee. In that moment, all he wanted to do was please and obey her. He held out the backpack meekly. Emma took it and winked at him.

"Good boy. And I don't think we have to worry about detention; do we?"

Her teacher shook his head. We watched, utterly dumbstruck, as Emma's perfect ass swayed out of the room. Emma stopped in the doorway to look over her shoulder and give him one last wink.