Turn the tables on Courtney

"How about ... you don't tell Principal Strickland about my conversation with those two cheerleaders, and I won't show him the contents of this flash drive?" You pull a small digital drive from your pocket and show it to her.

"What do you mean, what's on that thing?" Your hot blonde boss reaches for the flash drive in your hand, but you quickly put it back in your pocket.

"Not so fast, Courtney. Trust me, it's something you don't want Principal Strickland to see. Why don't we take a look together, back in my classroom?"

You reopen your classroom door, walk to your desk, and insert the flash drive into your computer, confident that Courtney will follow you. She does follow you, looking very angry at having lost the upper hand, but also intensely curious.

On your computer screen, you open up the flash drive folder. It contains several video files, each dated from sometime in the past school semester. You pause for a moment, considering which video to show Courtney, and then smile as you select one of your favorites.

"Say anything to Strickland, Courtney, and I'll show him this."

Your computer screen displays a full-screen video of Courtney's office. Courtney is sitting on top of her desk, with her legs spread open, and her short business skirt hiked up around her hips. Her blouse is open, and she is squeezing one of her breasts with one hand, leaning back on the desktop with the other.

A young red-haired girl, wearing the school uniform white blouse and plaid skirt, is kneeling on Courtney's office chair, her head between Courtney's thighs. Your blonde boss moans and spreads her legs wider, pinching her own nipple while the little red-haired schoolgirl licks her snatch. Yes, it's one of your favorites.

In your office, beside you, Courtney gasps in shock and shame, seeing herself caught on video. "How did you -?"

"I've had cameras hidden in your office for months now, Courtney," you say, moving behind her while she is still mesmerized by the hot, shameful action on the screen. "Well worth the trouble to plant them there. This isn't the only video I've got. I've got lots of evidence of how you **** your position at this school to get young girls to eat your pussy ... and more."

You position yourself behind Courtney, pressing your growing erection up against her fine ass, while sliding your hands down her arms to take hold of her wrists, and push her hands down onto the desktop. Courtney is breathing heavily, still watching herself on video.

"Please, you can't show this to Principal Strickland. It will ruin me. I'll do anything you want."

"Yes, you will," you smile, "Let's talk about what I want."