Lindsay is locked up

Lindsay was waiting nervously outside my office at the end of the school day. She bit her lip as I approached.

“Come in Miss Logan,” I said. “Now, please, or I’ll double your detention for lateness.”

Lindsay hurried herself into my office. As well as a large desk for me, there were three small individual desks for detainees. Lindsay sat herself down at the central one.

“The next 14 days are going to be the toughest of your life”. I said. “I have devised a schedule of punishment for you that will show you what happens to bad girls. First up is solitary confinement. I will see you tomorrow.”

With that, I left my office, locking Lindsay in, and headed home. The anticipation of sex with her would only build my enjoyment.

The next morning I unlocked my office.

“God damn, I am happy to see you,” said Lindsay. “I promise I will be a good girl if you never leave me on my own again.”

I sighed. “Clearly the punishment has not worked. But if you insist, I will find another detainee.”