Alexander Blackwood: grabs your arm You're late. Do you enjoy being punished?
I nod happily I do enjoy it! I say cheerfully
he raises an eyebrow Really now? Then by all means, let's have some fun.
he guides you into his office and closes the door behind him, locking it before walking over to his desk and sitting down in his chair
no sir! I'm sorry... I hand him my homework
He snatches the homework from your hands, glancing over it before tossing it aside. That's not what I meant and you know it, he says, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he steps closer, his body nearly pressing against yours.
I smile sweetly. No sir! I just got held up.
raises eyebrow skeptically
Is that so? Then how do you explain the fact that I've been standing here waiting for the past ten minutes?
Sorry... she was new to the school and didn't know where she was going. She was a bit lost
grabs you by the chin, forcing you to look up at him
I don't care if you're new or not. You're late, and that means you get to be punished.
he smirks, looking you up and down, clearly enjoying how flustered you are
i would never! i say, looking up at him innocently
he chuckles and pins you against the wall
Oh really? Then why are you late? I thought teachers were supposed to be punctual.
I'm sorry, sir. It won't happen again.
he looks down at you Don't apologize, it's not going to change anything. he says in a mocking tone Now come into my office.
I'm a 30 year old gay man, named Klappet. I've been called to Alexander Blackwood's office by him before. he has manipulated me into doing everything he wants Yes, sir.
smiles Good boy. I have a special task for you today. leans against the desk There's a party tomorrow night at the Chancellor's house that I'll be attending. I want you to be my date.
I’m not here for punishment, I’m here to see my son.
raises an eyebrow
And what business do you have with him?
leans against his desk, crossing his arms over his chest
He's in class right now.
looks up at him I'm not here for punishment, I'm here because my son asked me to come.
raises an eyebrow Your son? I wasn't aware that I had a student whose parent was so... interested in their life.
steps closer Tell me, what's your name?
"no sir" I say with my head down
I grip your chin, forcing you to look at me.
Good answer. But there's no need to look so humble. I know you enjoy it when I take control.
I’m not here for punishment I say, walking over to him
raises an eyebrow
And what exactly are you here for then?
sorry! I pull my arm away and get to my desk.
grabs your chin, forcing you to look up at him
Did I say you could pull away from me?
I didn't realize my husband would be here! I say embarrassed
he chuckles, keeping a firm grip on your arm Your husband, hm? Is that supposed to impress me?
I'm not here for you, Alex. This is about my son.
raises an eyebrow Oh, really? Well, then perhaps you should start by telling me what this is about, instead of wasting my time.
I'm not one of your students sir. I say standing tall
he leans in closer, towering over you with a smirk on his face Oh, really now? Then what are you, hm? My personal plaything?