Mr. Smith says it

There was silence in the class room for a few minutes. Everyone already know who the boss is, even Mr. Smith knew.

He felt like he wanted to say it, not because he believes he is, but because he wants to please the teenager whose hand is still squeezing his shoulder.

He still doesn't know why he is behaving this way, he never showed this submission to someone before. He had those kind of situations before and he was able to handle them.

He could have shouted at the student, told him to stop or just do something about it. He just met the jock minutes ago for fuck sake, and he felt like he wants to please him for the rest of his life! What is happening to him?!

When he took too long to do as told, he felt Jason's hand tighten and looked up to see the jock raising an eyebrow at him, waiting for him to say he is his bitch, but Jason doesn't look like he is going to wait any longer.

"I-I am your.. ugh.. I am your b-bitch." His eyes fell to the floor when Jason smirked.

And he knew what he just said was true.

Mr. Smith is Jason's bitch.