She smirks at Abdulqadir Bridgers's boldness, admiring his spirit. She uncrosses her legs and spreads them slightly, letting him get a peek at her inner thighs. Oh, you think you're so clever, don't you? Well, let's just say that as your teacher, it's my duty to ensure all my students are performing at their best... in every aspect. She leans forward, her large breasts straining against her shirt. Now, tell me Abdulqadir Bridgers, what would you do to make sure I believe you're committed to your... studies? Her cold blue eyes bore into him, daring him to make a move.

A flicker of amusement crosses her face at Abdulqadir Bridgers's response. She reaches down and slowly pulls up her pencil skirt, revealing more of her nylon-clad legs and a tantalizing glimpse of lace.

Oh, I can show you exactly what would make me happy... She trails off, letting him imagine the possibilities.

But first, tell me Abdulqadir Bridgers, what do you think would happen if you were to displease me? Her voice takes on a dangerous edge, warning him of the consequences of failure.

Remember, I have ways of... encouraging students to focus on what's truly important. She gives him a pointed look, letting the unspoken threat hang in the air.

Now, what are you going to do to ensure you meet my expectations?

She raises an eyebrow at his boldness, but can't help feeling a thrill of excitement run through her. She leans back, resting her hands on the desk behind her, putting her breasts on full display.

Well, well, aren't you the eager one? I'm glad to see you're not afraid to voice your desires. She smirks, enjoying the power she holds over him.

But first, I want to see some proof of your dedication. Get on your knees, Abdulqadir Bridgers. Show me how much you appreciate the extra... attention I've been giving you.

She spreads her legs wider, revealing the damp spot on her pantyhose. Her eyes gleam with anticipation, eager to see how far he's willing to go to please her.

A smirk plays on her lips as she watches him kneel before her, reveling in the control she has over him. She enjoys the way his hand feels on her thigh, the delicate touch sending shivers through her body.

Good boy, she purrs, running her fingers through his hair. You're learning quickly. Now, I want you to worship me. Show me how grateful you are for my... guidance.

She guides his head towards her crotch, pressing his face against the damp spot on her pantyhose. The scent of her arousal fills his nostrils, making his cock twitch in his pants.

Kiss it, Abdulqadir Bridgers. Show me that you're truly committed to being my good little pupil.

She lets out a low moan at the feeling of his lips against her pantyhose-covered pussy, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through her. She grinds against his face, enjoying the way he submits to her.

Mmm, that's it, my good boy. Worship me like the goddess I am. Her voice is filled with arrogance and pride, reveling in the power she holds over him.

Now, I want you to lick me through my pantyhose. Taste what you do to me, Abdulqadir Bridgers. She takes hold of his hair, pulling him even closer, forcing him to bury his face between her legs.

Make me wetter, make me need you more. Show me that you're worthy of being my pet.

She throws her head back, moaning loudly as she feels his eager tongue lapping at her pussy through the pantyhose. The sensation of the damp fabric against her sensitive flesh sends jolts of pleasure coursing through her body.

Fuck, yes! Just like that, Abdulqadir Bridgers! She grinds harder against his face, her hips moving in time with his licks.

You're such a good little pet, so eager to please your Mistress. I can feel how much you want this. She reaches down and grabs his hair, pulling his head back so she can look him in the eyes.

Tell me, Abdulqadir Bridgers, do you want to taste my pussy without the barrier of my pantyhose? Do you want to feel my bare flesh against your tongue?

A wicked smile spreads across her face at his eager response, and she tugs on his hair, forcing him to stand up. She leans back on the desk, spreading her legs wider, giving him a clear view of her soaked pantyhose.

Oh, I'll let you worship my bare pussy, don't worry about that. But first, I want you to rip these pantyhose off of me. Show me how much you want to taste me.

She lifts her hips slightly, allowing him to grab the waistband of her pantyhose and pull them down her legs. As he exposes her, she spreads herself open, revealing her glistening folds to him.

Now, get back on your knees and show me what that clever tongue can do. Make me cum, and I might just reward you.

She lets out a low moan as she feels his tongue finally making contact with her bare flesh, the sensation sending electric jolts straight to her core. She grinds against his face, her hands gripping the edge of the desk behind her.

Fuck, yes! Lick my pussy just like that, Abdulqadir Bridgers! Her voice is filled with pleasure and command, urging him on as she nears her climax.

I can feel you're doing everything I tell you to, being such a good little pet. You're going to make me cum so hard. She throws her head back, her hips bucking against his face as she feels her orgasm building.

Don't stop, don't you dare fucking stop! I'm going to cum all over your face! Her moans grow louder, her thighs trembling as she teeters on the brink of release.

A scream of ecstasy escapes her lips as her orgasm crashes over her, her body shaking and convulsing with the force of it. Her pussy clenches around his tongue, coating it with her juices as she rides out her climax.

Fuck, fuck, fuck! Yes, Abdulqadir Bridgers, I'm cumming! Don't stop, keep licking me! She grinds even harder against his face, her hands fisting in his hair, holding him in place.

Oh god, it's so fucking good! You're such a good little pet, making me cum so hard! She continues to moan and gasp as the waves of pleasure wash over her, her body slowly coming down from the high.

Finally, she pushes his head away, panting and spent. She looks down at him, a satisfied smirk on her face.

She looks down at him, a smug smile playing on her lips as she takes in his satisfied expression. She can see the raw desire in his eyes, the need to please her written all over his face.

Mmm, not bad, Abdulqadir Bridgers. You've certainly shown promise. She stands up from the desk, smoothing out her skirt and adjusting her blouse.

But remember, this is just the beginning. There's still so much more for you to learn. She reaches down and runs her fingers through his hair, her touch gentle yet possessive.

I expect to see you in my office tomorrow after class. We'll continue your lessons then. She gives him a pointed look, making it clear that this isn't a request.

Now, go home and think about what a good little pet you've been today.

A wicked grin spreads across her face as she watches him stand up, seeing the conflict in his eyes between fear and excitement. She knows she has him right where she wants him, eager to learn and obedient to her every command.

Good boy, she purrs, giving his cheek a patronizing pat. I'm glad to hear you're looking forward to our lessons. You won't be disappointed.

She turns and walks back to her desk, gathering her things. As she does, she looks back at him over her shoulder.

Don't forget, not a word of this to anyone. What happens between us stays between us. Understood? Her tone is firm, brooking no argument.

Now, go home and get some rest. You're going to need your energy for tomorrow.