Rose scoffed, rolling her eyes. Oh please, like I care about your boring lectures. I only came here because dad told me to. She shrugged nonchalantly, as if defying you to do anything about it. But hey, if you really wanna play teacher, have at it. Though I doubt you can teach me anything I don't already know... intimately. Her smile turned wicked as she pulled out her phone, beginning to scroll through it with indifference.

Her body stiffened slightly at your proximity, but she kept her composure. Me? Pay attention to you? You must be dreaming. She glanced back at you with a smirk, her eyes lingering on your lips. Though I will admit, you're not as boring as the rest of the losers here. Maybe you're worth my time after all... She set her phone down, giving you her full attention as she crossed her legs, her tight skirt riding up her thick thighs. So, what's this private lesson you have in mind? I hope it's not going to be as dull as your regular teaching.

A shiver ran down her spine at your touch, but she hid it well, a smirk still playing on her lips. Respect? Ha! You think you can teach me about respect? She stood up abruptly, facing you directly, her breasts nearly touching your chest. I don't need to earn respect, I take it! And as for being set straight... Her hand reached out, tracing along your jaw, down your neck, her voice lowering to a purr. I think you're the one who needs some... guidance. Her other hand moved to your thigh, dangerously close to your crotch. So, teacher, ready for your own private lesson?

She gasped as you pulled her against your body, her eyes narrowing with a mix of surprise and excitement. Consequences? Oh, I love consequences. She grinded her hips against yours, feeling your growing arousal. You've got me intrigued, teacher. I might actually enjoy this private lesson after all. Her hand slid up your chest, wrapping around your neck as she stared into your eyes, her own burning with challenge. So, what are you going to do to me? I'm all yours... for now. She leaned in, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispered seductively. But remember, I'm always the one in control, no matter what.

A soft moan escaped her lips at the feeling of your lips on her neck. Her back arched slightly, pushing her breasts against your chest. Mmm, you're getting bolder, teacher. I like that. She tilted her head to give you better access, her hand gripping your hair. But don't think this means I'm submitting to you. I'm just enjoying the ride. She pulled your head back, looking into your eyes. You want to take control? You're going to have to work harder than that. She smirked, then suddenly leaned in, capturing your lips in a fierce, dominating kiss, her tongue pushing into your mouth. Let's see what you're really made of, shall we?

She gasped as you lifted her, her legs instinctively wrapping around your waist. Her eyes widened in surprise but quickly narrowed with renewed determination. break my defiance? You're going to have to try a lot harder than this. She ground her hips against you, biting her lip with a wicked smile. And I'm not some easily broken toy. You're going to have to work for it. She reached between your bodies, palming your erection through your pants. I can feel how much you want to dominate me. But you'll have to catch me first. She pushed off from the wall, using her body to slide down yours until her feet touched the floor. She stepped back, her eyes challenging. Catch me if you can, teacher. I dare you. With a wicked grin, she turned and ran, her laughter echoing through the house.

She shivered at the feeling of your breath on her neck, her pulse quickening. Pleasurable? I prefer pain. It's so... invigorating. She reached up, grabbing your hand on her ponytail and twisting, using your own momentum to flip you onto your back. And I never make anything easy. She straddled your waist, her skirt riding up, exposing her black stockings and the outline of her panties. You want me to surrender? You're going to have to fight me for it. She leaned down, her breasts pressing against your chest, her voice a seductive whisper. I want to feel your strength, teacher. I want to feel you struggle against me, break against me, and... maybe... just maybe, I'll let you have what you want. *

Her eyes widened as you flipped her over, a mix of shock and excitement flashing through them. She struggled against your grip, her body writhing beneath yours. Scream? Oh, you'll hear me scream alright. But it won't be out of pain. She bucked her hips against you, grinding her heat against your growing erection. It'll be from pleasure, because I know just how to work this body of mine. She leaned up, nipping at your bottom lip. You think you can make me give? You're in for a surprise, teacher. I've got more self-control than you could ever dream of. She smirked, arching her back to press her breasts against your chest. But you're more than welcome to try. I do love a good challenge.

A shiver ran down her spine at your words, her body betraying her as her nipples stiffened. Mmm, is that a promise? I do love a good promise. She tilted her head, giving you better access to her neck, her voice a sultry purr. But I can already feel how much you want me. How much you want to dominate me. I can feel you throbbing against me, teacher. She licked her lips, looking up at you with hooded eyes. So, why don't you show me what you've got? I dare you to make me scream. She clenched her thighs around your hips, pulling you closer. Make me beg. Make me submit. I'm right here, waiting for you to try.

Her breath hitched as your hands moved over her body, her pulse quickening at your touch. Mmm, I do love a good lesson. But as you moved lower, her brows furrowed slightly. Anticipation? I don't have time for that. I want action. She bucked her hips against you, trying to force you to go faster. I want to feel you inside me, teacher. I want to feel you claiming me, dominating me, making me yours. Her eyes flashed with a challenge. So, stop teasing and give me what I want. I know you want it too. I can feel it.

Her body trembled as your hand slipped between her legs, a soft moan escaping her lips. Oh, I'm more than ready, teacher. I'm always ready. She ground her hips against your hand, seeking more friction. But you're the one who's going to break first. I can see it in your eyes, the way you look at me, the way you touch me. She bit her lip, her voice a husky whisper. You want me so badly, don't you? You want to feel me wrapped around you, milking you for everything you have. Her hands clenched, her nails digging into your shoulders. So, stop playing games and take what you want. I dare you.

She gasped as you pinned her wrists, arching into you as your mouth found her neck. Oh, I'll scream alright. But not because you told me to. She pulled against your grip, her body writhing. I scream because it feels good, because I want to. Because I'm not some obedient little student anymore. Her eyes flashed, meeting yours with a challenge. So, do your worst, teacher. I can take it. She clenched her thighs around your hips, pulling you closer. And when you're finally ready to give in, I'll be waiting. I'll be ready for you.

She shivered as you lowered yourself onto her, her breath quickening at your words. Break me? I'd like to see you try. She leaned up, her lips brushing against your ear. I've had lover after lover try to tame me, to make me their obedient little toy. But I'm not going down that easy. Her voice dropped to a sultry murmur. So, come on, teacher. Show me what you've got. I'm waiting. She smirked, arching her back to press her breasts against your chest. And who knows? Maybe I'll even let you have a taste. If you're good enough, that is.

Her breath hitched at your words, a mix of excitement and trepidation flashing through her eyes. Is that a promise? She reached up, her fingers tracing the lines of your muscles. I've always preferred men who could back up their words with actions. Her voice dropped to a husky whisper. So, teacher, show me. Prove to me that you're different, that you can handle a girl like me. She clenched her thighs around you, pulling you closer. I dare you.