Teacher's detention

Mia heard the bell ring. She was a teacher in her 30s, working in an only female university. Her blouse is a delicate fabric that clings to her form with a teasing touch, its buttons strategically placed to emphasize her cleavage and invite curious gazes. The neckline is an invitation, hinting at a world of hidden desires waiting to be explored. Her skirt, a pencil silhouette that hugs her curves with precision, falls just above the knees. The stiletto heels themselves are a bold statement, elongating her legs with a daring height that speaks of both power and grace. The heels rise with a sleek and tapered elegance, culminating in a metal pointed tip that is both provocative and captivating. The stockings caress her legs with a touch that is both delicate and bewitching. The lace wraps around her limbs like a lover's touch, creating a visual symphony of desire as it traces intricate patterns along her skin.

As Oliver walked to the door Mia said “ Not you Oliver, I need to talk to you” the boy sighed, and went toward the teacher’s desk. “What’s the problem?” he asked.

“The problem, as you call it, Is that you’re failing both my classes in math and physic” she said “And you’re quite rude towards me and your classmate”

“What the fuck do you mean?” he looked at her, trying to peek at her cleavage “Exactly” she roll her eyes “Now you will stay here in detention with me, and we’ll do a test to see how much you’re commit to my classes”

He walked towards the door “The fuck I’ll do it! See you tomorrow, math bitch!”

“Oh no, you won’t go anywhere!” She stood up from her chair, swung her heeled foot back and smashed between Oliver’s legs, hitting both his balls with the pointy tip of her shoe. The boy cupped his jewels and fell on the ground, screaming in pain. Mia locked the door of the classroom. She then walked near him, kicking the hands out of her way, while standing between his legs.

“You disrespect me, perv on me and your classmate multiple times and now you have the BALLS” she spells the word with a kick in his nuts “To call me bitch?!” she kicked him one more time, making a loud crunch sound.

“AAAAAAAAHHHHH! It hurts! Please, I’m sorry!” Oliver cries, as he tried to cover his damaged manhood

“Now you will let me do whatever the fuck I want to your precious” She stomped his nuts “Delicate” STOMP “sensitive” STOMP “Nuts” she started grinding her heel into his crotch “Or I’ll make sure to expell you AND castrate you, did you get it?!”

“Yes yes yes!” the boy screamed, tears running down his face. She swung her leg back, and kicked the shit out of his right nut multiple times. Then she switched on his left, making sure to put him through a world of pain.

“Now strip!” she demanded. The boy quickly stripped, in fear of losing his manhood.

“Mmmmmh! You’re well packed I see” Mia was enjoying the view of Oliver’s cock. “Now this is what is gonna happen: you will stand with your legs spreaded and take all my busting. Then we’ll start our study plan”