Mr. Smith gets upset

Mr. Smith can't believe the jock just said that he would make him his bitch. Like yes he knows the jock is so much stronger than him but he's still his teacher, and if he was a little submissive before that was only because he wanted to obey the boy, but he can't accept being called that.

"What did you just say? You can't say something like that!" Mr. Smith saw the surprise look on the Jason's face and he felt a little proud of himself.

That pride didn't last though, as Jason stood up and towered over him. Everyone could see the difference between Jason and Mr. Smith. Jason stood straight, arms muscles flexing and chest strong. While Mr. Smith stood shakily, head hanging and breathing heavily.

"And why is that BITCH?"

"B-beacause we are i-in class and.. I am your te-teacher." Mr. Smith said, trying to look brave but failing miserably.

"No Mr. Smith you are not."

Jason put his hand on the teacher's shoulder, and he squeezed a little but he knows it will cause the pussy teacher some pain.

Mr. Smith winced in pain of the hand on his shoulder. he tried to break free of the hold but couldn't. He then stayed still and looked at the teenager's feet in front of him, hoping he shows his submission so the jock can ease his hold a little.

"You are my bitch." Jason told the teacher, squeezing just a bit more. The faggot was actually tearing up!

This time Mr. Smith didn't say anything, just looked down and breathed harder as he felt the hand in his shoulder squeezing and his eyes tearing up.

"Say it, Mr. Smith." Jason ordered