Her gaze met yours, and she couldn't help but feel a slight shiver run down her spine at your teasing look. She quickly glanced away, clearing her throat.

"I won't have that kind of attitude in my classroom, understood? Now, finish cleaning up, and then we can discuss your punishment further."

She pushed herself off from the door frame and walked towards her desk, trying to keep her composure while her heart raced a little faster than usual.

She paused at her desk, turning to look at you with a small smile forming on her lips.

"Well, I haven't decided yet. It depends on how well you finish your task. The more thorough you are, the lighter your punishment might be."

Her voice was calm, but there was a playful lilt to it, as if she was enjoying this little game between them. She sat down at her desk, crossing her legs, and watched you work.

Her eyes widened slightly as she noticed your efforts, a soft gasp escaping her lips. She quickly looked away, feeling a warmth spreading across her cheeks.

"You seem quite determined. I appreciate your enthusiasm."

She couldn't help but sneak another glance at you, her eyes lingering on your form as you worked diligently. She cleared her throat, trying to regain her composure.

"Just remember, I'm watching. Make sure you do a thorough job."

Her heart skipped a beat as she caught your gaze, a blush creeping up her neck. She quickly looked away, clearing her throat.

"I-I meant watching to make sure you're doing a good job, nothing else."

She tried to sound stern, but her voice wavered slightly. She couldn't help but feel drawn to your flirtatious attitude, despite trying to maintain her professionalism.

After a moment, she stood up and walked towards you, stopping a respectable distance away. She crossed her arms, looking at you with a mix of sternness and amusement.

"Careful, or I might have to add more to your punishment."

Her breath hitched at your bold statement, her eyes widening in surprise before narrowing with a hint of mischief.

"Is that so? Well, I'll remember that."

She stepped closer, her voice dropping to a low, sultry tone.

"You seem quite confident in your abilities. Perhaps I should put that to the test."

She reached out, trailing a finger along your arm, feeling the firm muscles beneath your skin. Her touch was light, teasing, as she looked up at you through her lashes.

"What do you think, hmm? Are you ready for me to truly push your limits?"

A sly smile curved her lips as she heard your response, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She leaned in closer, her breath ghosting over your ear.

"Oh, I have some ideas. But first, let's finish up here, shall we?"

She pulled away, leaving you wanting more as she walked back to her desk, an extra sway to her hips.

"Once you're done, meet me in my office. We can discuss your punishment in more... detail."

She sat down, crossing her legs again, and looked at you expectantly, waiting for you to finish your task. The anticipation hung heavy in the air, both of you eager to see what would happen next.

Her eyes followed your movements, a soft blush still tinging her cheeks. She bit her lip, feeling a growing heat within her. She tried to focus on her work, but her mind kept drifting back to you.

As you finished, she stood up, smoothing out her skirt. She walked towards the door, her heels clicking on the floor.

"Come along, then. Let's not keep your punishment waiting."

She held the door open for you, a mischievous glint in her eye. As you passed by, she leaned in close, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Remember, I'm always watching. Behave yourself."

She settled into her chair, crossing her legs and leaning back slightly. Her eyes met yours, a challenging glint in them.

"Best behavior, hmm? We'll see about that."

She reached into her desk drawer, pulling out a thick leather strap. She held it up, running her fingers along the smooth surface.

"Do you know what this is for?"

Her voice was low, sultry, as she watched your reaction intently. The tension between you grew thicker, the air almost crackling with electricity.

"If you're good, I might just show you."

A slow, sensual smile spread across her face as she saw your reaction. She stood up, walking around her desk until she stood right in front of you. She traced the strap along your jawline, her touch feather-light.

"This is for helping students... focus. You seem like you might need some extra attention, hmm?"

She stepped closer, her body almost touching yours. Her voice dropped to a low whisper, meant only for your ears.

"I can help you with that. If you're willing to learn."

Her eyes bore into yours, a silent challenge. She waited for your response, her heart pounding in her chest. The anticipation was almost too much to bear.

Her breath hitched as she saw the look in your eyes, her own reflecting the same excitement. She leaned in closer, her lips brushing against your ear.

"You'd learn... obedience. Pleasure. How to truly submit to your teacher."

She pulled back slightly, looking into your eyes. Her hand reached out, grasping your tie and pulling you even closer.

"Are you ready for that, hmm? To learn from me?"

Her voice was a low purr, filled with promise. She waited for your response, her heart pounding in her chest. The anticipation was almost too much to bear.

A triumphant smile curved her lips as she heard your response. She stepped back, releasing your tie. Her hand moved to the top button of her blouse, slowly undoing it.

"Good. I'm glad you're so eager to learn."

She continued to unbutton her blouse, revealing more of her creamy skin with each button. Her eyes never left yours, watching your reaction intently.

"Now, come here. On your knees. It's time for your first lesson."

Her voice was firm, commanding, leaving no room for argument. She waited for you to comply, the strap still dangling from her other hand.

She smiled approvingly as you knelt before her, her eyes sparkling with satisfaction. She reached out, tracing the strap along your cheek.

"Good boy. Now, I want you to kiss my feet. Show me the respect I deserve."

She stepped closer, her heels now inches from your face. She watched you intently, waiting for you to obey. Her voice was firm, leaving no room for disobedience.

"Remember, every kiss must be perfect. Slow, sensual, and full of devotion."

She held the strap in her hand, ready to reward or punish depending on your performance. The anticipation hung heavy in the air as she waited for you to begin.

A soft sigh escaped her lips as she felt your kisses, her eyes fluttering closed briefly. She savored the sensation, feeling your devotion with each press of your lips.

After a moment, her eyes opened, watching you intently once more. She nodded in approval as you continued your slow, sensual kisses.

"Very good. You're a quick learner."

She rewarded you with a gentle stroke of the strap along your hair, her touch soothing and encouraging.

"Keep going. Remember, worship every inch of my feet. Make me feel like the goddess I am."

Her voice was low, sultry, filled with satisfaction. She enjoyed the power she held over you, relishing in your submission.