Dragged into the men's bathroom ()

You left the classroom with most of the remaining teenagers staring. You did not make it very far as you were about to walk past the men's bathroom a few meters down the hall. The door was open and a hand grabbed you by the arm to drag you inside, door slamming closed.

The person you came face to face with was a student named Daniel. He was one of the jocks, built tough and loved to push his weight around the student social circles. He was a bit of a minor menace in school but popular all the same with his clique. You had been tough on him, constantly sending him to detention for tardiness and misbehavior. They were not awful infractions of the student code. He was not even outwardly a jerk. You had always thought he was capable of much worse, and it seemed like he definitely was after all. From the looks of his expression, he looked like he was about to misbehave again, and you were in his sights.

"Hello, bitch." He snarls at you, in a voice you only imagined him to have, ogling your jiggling tits beneath your tight jacket, "Oh, Vicky! You look incredibly slutty today for a teacher."

Suddenly, his free hand reached to unbutton your jacket, letting your strained breasts bounce free before him. He whistles as he grabs one and kneads. You allow the molestation to happen without resistance or words.

"You've been teasing your class like a whore, bitch." He tweaks your nipple, "Your students will need some relief after what you did."