It’s time for your punishment.”
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NAUGHTY BRAT
MIA
Ipursed my lips and thought about the choices I had.
Option A: I can pretend and lie that I didn’t know what the heck that was, but the chances of James catching my lie were pretty high.
Option B: Die from mortification. Unfortunately, it wasn’t plausible in the current condition I was in.
Option C: I could nod. Let him scold me for using a sex toy during school, especially his class, and weep in my room for a couple of weeks before changing my name and moving to another country. I’ve heard Europe’s pretty cool about sex toys and walking naked, right?
Option D: Make a run for it. Yeet out of the class. I was highly considering sliding open the window and jumping down from the two-story floor, but I feared breaking my bones and then paying for the hospital bills.
So I had only one chance of escaping.
The door.
I slowly stood up from the chair and heard the students talking loudly in the hallway, clearing their lockers and leaving for home, or some of them, like Summer, were going to detention. While I was stuck in a classroom with a scary hot teacher who I have a dirty crush on, who’s also my dad’s best friend.
Keeping my head down, I walked by his desk and held my breath as if he was a bear sniffing his prey to see if it was alive or not. I really didn’t want James to bite me.
Well… maybe I did, but not in that context.
“Lock the door.”
I almost jumped and screeched at his deep sound of his voice. I couldn’t meet his eyes. I took a deep breath before clutching the hem of my skirt and walked towards the door. My only chance at escape. Somehow, the vibe inside me felt bigger, and I was confused why my brain and body found the situation I was in extremely hot.
Yep. There’s definitely something wrong with my head.
“I won’t repeat myself, Mia.” James said, still standing by his desk. “Lock the fucking door.”
“I… I have to—”
“No. You don’t.”
Fuck. Me. His voice was scary.
My hand wrapped around the knob of the door, the cool metal making me feel heated. I could run. I wanted to run. But my feet wouldn’t follow the commands of my brain. They weren’t moving.
I shivered and clenched the handle when a low thrum of vibrations started from the toy. My knees buckled, and I wanted to crawl and remove it because—
“Lock the door and come here.” I heard James say from the fog of lust. I was surprised that I could still stand.
The door closed with an echoing click that made me whimper. I was alone. With James. Not the funny, charming James. No, he was scary, angry, teacher-James. I made a sound from my throat and covered my mouth at my embarrassment, pressing my forehead against the wood when he increased the vibrations.
Stupid, stupid, stupid. I just had to keep the fucking remote in my pocket and forget about it. Only if I hadn’t—
“Ohmfgh,” I muffled my moan and clenched my legs together. I turned around to see the monster who was enjoying my torment. “Please.”
He pressed a button.
I knelt on the floor, trying to cup myself and stop the thrumming vibrations that were wreaking delicious havoc on my pussy. “Please, James,” I choked out through the gasps as tears burned in my eyes. “I… I—please.”
I was ignored.