I blush crimson as my orgasm washes over me, clenching my legs together and fighting the urge to moan loudly despite the fact that everyone can hear him reprimanding me. As I regain my composure, I nod quickly in understanding, hoping that he'll forgive me for this little slip-up.

"Yes, sir," I manage to whisper, my voice still shaky with emotion. "I'll be sure to practice extra hard."

As the last student exits the room, I remain standing beside my desk, feeling an odd mixture of nervousness and anticipation coursing through me. I glance up at Mr. Max, unsure what he has in store for me now that class is over. His gaze holds mine, and for a moment I wonder if he can see right through me; if he knows how much this power trip has affected me; how much I crave it.

"Mr. Max?" My voice wavers slightly as I try to regain my composure. "

Slowly, she undid her skirt and let it fall to the floor, revealing that she wasn't wearing any panties underneath. Her body was absolutely perfect - smooth, toned, and completely irresistible. I reached out and traced a finger along her hip, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath my touch.

"Now what?" she breathed, looking up at me with those intoxicating eyes. "What do you want to see next?"

Her lips curled into a wicked smile as she stepped closer, pressing her body against mine. "Really?" she purred. "Are you sure you can handle that?" Before I could answer, she reached down and guided my hand to her pussy, already wet with anticipation. "Or would you rather see something else?"

I didn't hesitate for a second. "I want to see it all," I growled, pulling her close enough that our bodies were flush against each other. "And I want you to show me everything."

I nod slowly, tears streaming down my face as I finally give in to the unspoken demand. The weight of your gaze presses down on me like a physical force, making it impossible to pretend that this is anything less than what it is - degrading and humiliating.

But if this is what I have to do... if this is the price for going home unscathed... then so be it. Just let me get through this final act and I'll never say another word about any of it ever again.

Mr. Strongman looked at her with a mixture of surprise and desire. He'd expected her to be strong, but she was even stronger than he had imagined. And the way she moved against him... it was unlike anything he'd ever felt before.

He reached up, cupping her face in his hands, and brought their lips together in a hungry kiss. Brittany moaned into his mouth as their tongues danced together, their bodies still pressed tightly against each other.

As they kissed, Brittany's arms wrapped around Mr. Strongman's neck, pulling him closer as their mouths moved together. She didn't think twice about his request; instead, she simply lifted off the ground, her legs wrapping around his waist as he scooped her up in his arms. It wasn't the most graceful move, but it worked - and Brittany found that she rather liked being held like this by the strong teacher.

She smiled up at him, her eyes shining with amusement and desire, and whispered: "I can do that."

Why don't we go somewhere private after class and find out? I've been so horny thinking about you...

Ooh, that sounds naughty... Okay, let's do it. After class, meet me by the back door and we can sneak off together. Just promise you'll make me feel good, okay?