He understands and acts accordingly

Willow knocks at Mr. Walsh's office, only entering when he gives permission.

"Are you here for your check in?" he asks Willow, but looks curiously at Dina. It's clear from how his gaze keeps flicking to her body that he doesn't mind too much.

"Yes Sir, but also I'd like to introduce you to Dina. She could use your help. You see, she made a mistake."

Mr. Walsh puts his hand up to silence her. "I'll hear it from the girl. But first, did you do what I assigned?" He looks meaningfully back and forth between Willow's face and her crotch.

Jason rolls his eyes. They're not going to get anywhere if Frank can't be candid. "Is Mr. Walsh excited that Dina is here because that means he gets to humiliate her in front of her daughter and because he wants to corrupt Dina too? Does the shame of being so submissive that she will do what he says in front of her own children turn Willow on even more?" Jason asks. He wants to see how he can guide this, and he's too aroused to let them awkwardly fumble around rules and propriety.

"No, I believe I want you to show me," Mr. Walsh says, grinning like a hyena.

"But... Sir," Willow says, smoothing out her skirt. "I need to talk about Dina." She emphasizes her daughter's name as if Walsh had forgotten the girl was there. For her part, Dina mostly just looked confused.

"And we'll get to that after. Please show me that you are following the rules I laid out for you."

Willow bites her lip, the world resolving into a new sexual fantasy that trumps any she'd had before. God, is she that big of a whore? Is she that whipped? That she'd show this man her pussy right in front of Dina? Before she knows what she's doing, her skirt is already hiked up around her hips, a vibrator strapped to her leg buzzing away inside of her. She feels her knees buckle and only then realizes that she's cumming.

"Mom, what the fuck!" Dina says, giggling nervously.

"Language, Missy," the vice principal says. "Your mother is simply doing what she's told. She knows her place around here, and she is self-aware enough to know that this is proper behavior for such a massive slut. Feel free to play with yourself or something while I talk to Dina." He turns back toward the girl. "So tell me about your mistake."

Dina picks up her jaw and swallows. What the fuck is going on? She knew that something was up last night. That her mother was playing with herself and that her father didn't know about it. Honestly, she'd almost gotten off to that herself, if she was being honest. Now the dots are connecting and she understands why her mother hadn't told her father. Which is fucking wrong, of course. Her mom cheating? But also... She looks to Mr. Walsh, this weird little man that most of the school hates. So many rumors about him fucking a former cheer leader, Kaitlyn, and marrying her right out of high school. The bully that catches every dress code violation and creeps on the girls. But there's something about him that's hot. She loves the power he has over her mother, and the idea that he could do that to anyone in the school if he wants. The authority he wields.

"I, uh, did something I wasn't supposed to with a teacher," she says, careful not to say who.

"'Something?' That's vague. Did you hurt a teacher?" Mr. Walsh says, hoping that it's not that. That would ruin the mood.

"No," Dina giggles nervously again. "I kind of made love with a teacher."

Mr. Walsh smiles mockingly. "'Made love.' No, you little harlot, you seduced a teacher. A man makes love to his wife, a hussy like you seduces a man. What do you want me to do about it?" He watches Willow as she sinks to the floor, hands between her legs and is pleased to see her leave the vibrator on. She doesn't seem capable of paying attention to the conversation, though, which is unfortunate. Though maybe he can torment her later with what she missed.

"Maybe you could just, you know, look the other way?"

"I didn't even need to know about it in the first place. You could have gotten away with it. So no, I think that's not what you want. You want me to say you can do it again. You have no shame, do you?" he says. When Dina doesn't respond, her jaw working like she's trying to figure out what to say, he continues, "fine. I'll allow this. But in return you will do as I say. Not like your mother, I don't want another pet, but if I call you in, I expect you here and making my dick happy within five minutes."