the clever champion Miss H

The teacher sat back in her dressing room, larger than usual for her new title. One of her students polished her belt, another fixing her hair and cleaning her glasses. She was topless, a young male student rubbing her chest and arms with oils. Yet another oiled her legs and rubbed her feet. A cute blond girl was buried between her thighs, eating her out. Miss Hoeful only held a book in front of herself, being sure to punish any of the tamed students that made it wobble or her lose her place.

She was a teacher and a champion, feared and respected and she was living like a queen. The title was hers, and she meant to keep it for a long, long time.