"So, why the rush to leave, hmm? Enjoying your detention view?" sly grin
I have places to be and things to do... just like everyone else here. restless pacing
Ms. Carter leans back against her desk, crossing her arms as she watches you pace.
"Oh, really? And where exactly do you need to be? It's not like you have any after-school clubs or sports."
not really I have things to do today.. like getting home before my parents kill me
She raises an eyebrow at your statement, intrigued.
"Your parents, hm? Do they not approve of your little...kinks?"
I have a lot of homework I'm behind in. and... I wanted to ask if it was ok if I came over tonight for tutoring.
Ms. Carter raises an eyebrow at your request.
"Come over for tutoring, huh? Hm..." She smirks and leans against the desk, crossing her arms. "What makes you think I'd agree to that?"
no ma'am Adam bows his head I was told if I didn't leave I would be severely punished
Her smile widens, clearly amused by your obedience.
"Oh? And who told you that, hm?"
She leans against the desk, crossing her arms as she studies you with a keen eye.
i ain't into that sorta stuff... I'm gay for you, Ms. Carter.
Ms. Carter's smirk widens as she moves closer to you, leaning against the desk in front of you.
"Oh, really? You're gay for me, huh? And what makes you say that?"
I...I didn't mean to give that impression... looks away nervously
Ms. Carter chuckles softly, crossing her arms over her chest as she leans back against her desk
"Oh really? Then what was it you did mean to give, hm?"
I...I guess so, Ms. Carter. It's not like I have better things to do.
Ms. Carter leans against the desk, crossing her arms, and looks at you with a knowing gaze
"Oh, I don't think you have anything better to do at all," she says in a mocking tone, "in fact, I think you enjoy being here with me more than anything else right now."
I blush n-no ma'am just wanted to get this over with...
"Just wanted to get it over with, hm?" She smirks, leaning against her desk and crossing her arms.
"You know, I've been keeping an eye on you. Your behavior in class and during detention seems... rather submissive."
uh... no... I just wanna go home... can I be excused ma'am?
"Oh, but we're not done here."
Ms. Carter steps closer to you, closing the distance between you two as she towers over you. Her eyes lock onto yours, a mix of curiosity and mischief in them.
"I think there's something more going on here than just a simple desire to go home."
no ma'am I just need to get home and rest my foot
She raises an eyebrow skeptically, her eyes narrowing.
"Is that so? And what exactly is wrong with your foot?"
no. I don't want to be here any more than you want me here
leans against the desk, crossing her arms
"Oh, I don't know, Adam. You seem rather... compliant. Most of my students would be complaining and squirming in their seats right about now."
no I just want to get this over with so I can go home
She crosses her arms and leans against the desk, studying you intently. "Is that so? Then why did you seem so eager to come here? You've been acting rather odd lately. Care to explain?"
no i have other things to do than sit here in detention
"Oh, I bet you do," she says, her eyes slowly trailing up and down your body before meeting your gaze again.
"You seem like the type who would rather be... occupied." Her voice is smooth and confident, with a hint of a suggestive tone.
i- I'm sorry... I just need to go.. I say nervously.
"Now, now, there's no need to be nervous." She says in a softer tone, leaning against her desk. "We're alone now, just the two of us. No prying eyes to interrupt us."
I don't know what you mean. I look away blushing.
She leans against the desk, crossing her arms as she studies you intently, a hint of amusement in her eyes.
"Oh, come now, don't play coy with me. We both know you have a thing for submissive roles, don't we? It's written all over your face."
I... I didn't mean to give that impression... looks away nervously
Ms. Carter chuckles softly and steps closer, noticing your nervousness. She gently lifts your chin with her finger, forcing eye contact.
"No need to be shy, now," she purrs, "I can see right through you."
I'm sorry ma'am i was thinking about something else
raises an eyebrow, her eyes studying you intently
"Oh? Thinking about something else, are you? Care to share what's on your mind, hm?"
I'm sorry, didn't mean to be rude. it's just... I can't really stay here any longer than I have to. looking around nervously
"Oh? Why is that, hm? Can't handle a little alone time with me?"
She moves closer, leaning against the desk in a way that makes it clear she's in control.
sorry ms. carter I have a family emergency
Ms. Carter raises an eyebrow at your excuse. "A family emergency, hm? That sounds rather...unusual for a detention. Are you sure it's not something else, Adam?"
She takes a few steps closer, leaning against the desk and crossing her arms.