dawnofthegoddess: “Against the wall you naughty slut,” says the prof in the middle of English Lit. “
dawnofthegoddess: “Against the wall you naughty slut,” says the prof in the middle of English Lit. “But Professor, I was just leaning over to pick up my pencil…?” “I’m well aware of what you were doing whore, giving me a glimpse of that plump ass. Now you can show it to the whole class like the filthy slut you are,” he smirks, standing and reaching for the paddle he keeps in the top drawer of his desk. “But Sir, please…PLEASE don’t make me do this!” “QUIET!! To the front of the room. Hands on the wall, ass out. NOW.” He thwacks the paddle against his own hand for emphasis as I jump, startled at his sudden aggression. “yes sir…” I barely manage to whisper before doing what I am told. This isn’t the first time I’ve been humiliated during class and I’m sure it won’t be the last. Did I tell you English Lit. is my favorite class? -- source link